"This week, we lost another nineteen trains. Dr. Porsche said that if the iron ore quantity continues to be insufficient, then the output of this quarter will drop by 50%, and it may even affect the Eastern Front battlefield!"
"It doesn't matter, our flag has been planted at the highest point of Stalingrad, and defeating the Soviet Union is just around the corner!"
"This week, the guerrillas attacked our thirty-two patrol teams, our grain collection teams, and there were riots in eight concentration camps!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as Schmidt's factory remains intact, we will definitely win this war!"
"My Führer..."
"Führer, Schmidt said that he lost five energy plants. I'm afraid it will be difficult to replenish the losses on the front line!"
In the bunker of Wolf's Lair, Mustache was unleashing his King's Roar. The generals in front of him were sitting on pins and needles, sweating like rain. Well, this was saliva.
"You are all bullshit. If I expect you to win this war, I might as well expect Stalin to have a stroke and die one day!"
"Führer, you can't blame us, it's all the blame on that hunter. The other party specifically attacks Schmidt's factory. He appears and disappears. Our soldiers are no match at all!"
"Then send tanks and use artillery!"
"But the new tanks are on the front line, and the old tanks of the second-line troops cannot stop the opponent's anti-tank weapons!"
"Then move the frontline troops back. No matter what the cost, we can't let him jump again!"
The German army has always adopted avoidance tactics against Chen Mo. Because the occupied territory is too large and there is a serious shortage of weapons, and although the number of people killed by Chen Mo is still small, Germany cannot afford to die, so the top brass of the German army try to be as selective as possible.
They ignored him, but now Chen Mo began to target Germany's fragile logistics, which forced Germany to pay attention to him, a top hunter who was jumping for joy.
In order to completely wipe out Chen Mo and the growing guerrilla movement influenced by him, the German army began to shift to strategic defense on the eastern front and dropped its elite armored grenadier units back to the rear.
Suddenly, countless veterans of the war, Tiger tanks that had not been in service for a long time, and other tactical equipment gathered in Western Europe, and a big net began to be woven for Chen Mo.
No matter how secretive the actions of the German army were, they could not hide it from others. Therefore, Schmidt proposed to act openly and declare to the outside world that he was preparing to execute the Sea Lion plan to land in the UK. In order not to leak the secrets, the German soldiers received orders.
Also preparing to attack Britain.
"Emmm, mustache, are you sure it's not a head fever?"
Chen Mo was a little confused when he learned the news. Hundreds of thousands of elite troops were preparing to come to France from the Soviet Union, and then you told me that they were going to land in the UK?
Why?
Is it that the millions of American soldiers entrenched in the British Isles are too stretched out, or is it that Mustache dug out the Star Destroyer of the Galactic Empire from the sewers? Even if there are Schmidt's Hydra troops to help, how can an army of hundreds of thousands survive?
Crossing the English Channel?
Chen Mo, who was sitting comfortably in the rocking chair, grabbed a freshly baked macaron, stuffed it into his mouth, and mumbled to Galahad who was checking the military intelligence report.
"Their goal is definitely not to land, they are either preparing to completely wipe out Vichy France, or they are coming for us!"
"How is it possible that hundreds of thousands of people are coming towards us?"
"Why is it impossible? This month we demolished six railways and bombed seven factories. The flour we blew up alone was hundreds of tons. How many Hans can these flours feed?"
"Then let's withdraw first?"
Galahad was about to get up and notify the resistance organization and ask them to prepare the plane. If it was true as Chen Mo said, then they should move.
"Don't worry, first find out who is in charge this time, and also see where Schmidt is!"
Although hundreds of thousands of troops may be coming towards him, Chen Mo is not panic at all. Their current location is not far from the Vichy French control area and not far from Switzerland. In addition, there are planes and cars, so there is no problem if they want to escape.
, but Chen Mo didn't plan to run away in despair. Did they finally remove all the Hydra bases in France and withdraw to the UK to wait for Schmidt to rebuild?
Chen Mo decided to take the initiative!
Anyway, if the person who comes is not kind, then the kind person should simply not come!
Under the high price of the reward, Chen Mo's whereabouts were quickly betrayed to the German army by the traitors, and half a million German marks were paid for each cent.
Although the spy was quickly caught, the leakage of his whereabouts made Chen Mo's travel somewhat difficult. They encountered an ambush by German mountain hunters on a mountain trail.
Although Chen Mo discovered the ambushing hunters in advance and dealt with these guys with edelweiss pinned to their chests, his speed was also slowed down.
In just a few hours, an armored force equipped with Tiger tanks had completed the siege of him.
The Tiger tank's 88mm main gun was not only excellent at hitting tanks, it was also good at hitting infantry. After a few shots, the woods where Chen Mo and others were hiding were completely blown up.
Chen Mo was also cut several times on his body by sawdust and shrapnel flying everywhere.
Although the effect of the iron sheet allowed him to heal his injuries quickly, the continuous bombardment was likely to hit him with one shot. Chen Mo did not dare to bet on whether he could carry 88 cannons with his head.
Following the cover of the trees, Chen Mo rolled and climbed from the side to the side of a Tiger tank. Then just as he jumped on the tank and prepared to open the eyes of the people in the vehicle, the tank he jumped on was blocked by other tanks.
German tanks were destroyed.
The air wave of the explosion directly blew him away more than ten meters. Chen Mo fell heavily to the ground and felt his throat was so sweet and his eyes were black. His hands were covered with his own blood.
"So cruel?"
Chen Mo took a big breath of fresh air and listened to the roar of the engine getting closer. Then he struggled and rolled from the ground into a small mud pond. When the tank stopped beside him, he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the front.
The German commander, who was about to see whether he was dead or not, just shot him.
The commander tilted his head and the body slid into the tank. Before Chen Mo could jump on, the tank soldiers in the car started planning around with weapons in hand. The radio operator was also desperately calling the surrounding friendly forces to come over and carry out the attack on Chen Mo.
Encirclement and suppression.
The tank soldier had just been killed. Before Chen Mo could search for the body, another shot landed in the mud pond not far from him. Seeing the tank that had crushed trees and was approaching his tank at high speed, Chen Mo could only give up searching and start fighting with the other party.
Go around in circles.
"Tell the headquarters that our battalion has trapped him and ask nearby friendly forces to quickly reinforce him!"
Seeing the fire in the forest, the tank commander who was watching the battle from a distance excitedly ordered the adjutant next to him.
