As the sun set, the light gradually dimmed. Chen Mo, who was covered in mud, slowly raised his head from his hiding place, looked at the patrolling tank not far away, and moved his body little by little.
There were several tanks within an area of less than 300 meters around him. In order not to be caught in the fire, Chen Mo moved like an ant crawling bit by bit. He moved 100 meters in three hours and got close to the tank in front of him.
The enemy tank was not moving at the same spot. It might have malfunctioned, so Chen Mo planned to use it as a bunker and wait until dark before starting his own counterattack.
The German soldiers in the tank didn't know there was a sixth man underneath them. They were still discussing their results and complaining about why the tank broke down at the critical moment. Listening to the chattering German conversation inside, Chen Mo deliberately knocked on the tank to scare him.
They hesitated, but he held back.
After the sun completely set, a truck with the lights on cautiously drove over. Chen Mo took a look through the headlights and found that the truck might be a logistics maintenance vehicle assigned to the tank unit. He immediately changed his target and took advantage of the absence of the vehicle.
The person paid attention and climbed to the bottom of the truck, then took out the rope buckle and hung himself under the car.
The German soldiers and the tank driver in the car muttered for a long time, and after banging on the tank for a while, they returned to the car. It seemed that they had not repaired the lying tank, and were ready to go back to the camp and wait for dawn.
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Chen Mo was taken back to the German camp by the maintenance truck. He still hid under the car and did not move. He waited until the roar of people in the camp disappeared and then climbed out from under the car.
At this moment, Chen Mo couldn't be more embarrassed. His clothes were in tatters, exposing the skin underneath, and there was mud everywhere. At first glance, he looked like a clay sculpture.
However, he didn't have any injuries. The injuries he suffered during the day had almost healed by night, but he was still full of anger waiting to be released.
Chen Mo first entered the field kitchen in the camp, killed the chef who was making supper with one knife, and then began to eat and drink without ceremony.
After eating and drinking, he finished his personal hygiene in the army pot, then changed into a chef's uniform, and took the cleaned weapons to the officers' tent.
The officer in the tent was still looking down at the documents and didn't notice that the cook had changed. So he simply went to see the cook whose body was still cold, and prepared to continue his supper in the underworld.
Then the daring Chen Mo saw that the officer was about the same height as himself, so he put on his uniform again, and then started to clear out the unsuspecting sentries in the German camp at night.
With the officer's uniform, coupled with the night and dark vision, the entire maintenance camp soon had no means of defense left. Then Chen Mo started tossing around with fuel and ammunition, and sent these explosive things to the tents of the soldiers one by one.
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After completing all the work, Chen Mo rolled out a two-wheeled motorcycle used for reconnaissance. After starting the motorcycle, he threw a grenade towards the oil depot in the distance.
The German tank troops not far away were still setting up defenses around the forest, preparing to blast Chen Mo with artillery. As soon as they turned around, they saw a huge fireball rising in the direction of their maintenance station, and then it was the tank drivers' turn to be confused.
What Chen Mo lost was their only maintenance station at present. It not only had ammunition and oil, but also a lot of tank accessories and a large number of experienced maintenance technicians. But now they have all become German acquaintances in Japan.
Although there is no direct loss of strength for these tank units due to the removal of the maintenance station, tanks are not like people. They need to be inspected frequently. Chen Mo blew up the parts. If these tank units do not have spare parts, they will have to continue repairing them.
Lying on the ground.
When German reinforcements arrived, there was nothing left here, and they rushed to nothing.
Before the reinforcements could get upset, bad news came again. The supply convoy delivering gasoline to the armored troops was attacked. The food for the tanks in those tankers had now been scattered into the soil. There was no oil. Not only the tank troops,
Those trucks and armored vehicles couldn't move either.
"How did that guy escape?"
The German commander in charge of the clearing operation had a look of disbelief on his face. He only received news during the day that the enemy was blocked by tanks in the forest. In the end, within six hours, the enemy came out and gave away a lot of unlucky logistics.
Up to heaven.
The bad news was not over yet. Chen Mo had no intention of confronting the main force of the German army. He rode a motorcycle along the road and specially selected those who were responsible for logistics, including carriages transporting food, ambulances carrying the wounded, and communication vehicles responsible for maintaining telephone lines.
, were all his targets. Chen Mo even threw two grenades into a field hospital he was passing by, blowing up the working generator. Although no one was hurt, it frightened the doctors and nurses inside.
A female nurse ran naked into the trench, feasting the eyes of the soldiers.
At dawn the next day, the German commander discovered that his tens of thousands of troops were in a difficult situation of relying on shouting for communication and relying on walking for transportation. All the telephone lines set up were cut off, and the road was strewn with spilled food.
, the tires of a large number of trucks were punctured, and now his troops were stuck here and unable to move.
He couldn't even eat his delicious breakfast, because the chef of the headquarters was found dead on the bed, killed with a knife, and some ingredients were put into the kitchen stove. Everyone eats those shabby things every day.
If you can see it in the toilet, it means someone used his kitchen as a toilet. None of the kitchen utensils were spared. Anyway, even if they were washed, he wouldn't use them, so he would just throw them away!
"Damn guy, is he a human or a ghost?"
The empty-bellied German commander had a look of pain on his face. Fortunately, this was not the icy and snowy Eastern Front. Whether the German army, whose logistics had been overwhelmed, could survive in the icy and snowy conditions was a question.
"Send a message to Paris and ask the Air Force to send transport planes to deliver supplies to us!"
Looking at the encirclement on the map, the commander sighed helplessly. It seemed that the guy had jumped out of the encirclement and had probably run far away!
Then the commander, who had only had a hot meal in the afternoon, heard the bad news again. Some of the airdropped supplies dropped by the Air Force had been snatched by someone. The other party acted very quickly, pouring gasoline upon getting the supplies. When the large troops rushed over, there was only
Burnt blackened debris.
"There are probably thousands of brothers who are going to starve!"
The report from the adjutant made the commander vomit blood in anger. The other party had no intention of leaving at all, but was still punching their pots and pans.
