"It's so noisy." Zhao Donghai muttered and continued walking forward.
The old hunter's lurking position was originally very close to the castle, so when the raider group was in front of the castle, he had already arrived under the wall on the back of the castle.
Zhao Donghai raised his gun and fired a series of shots, shooting down all the sentries on the city wall who were completely distracted. Then, under the cover of optical camouflage, the old hunter skillfully changed the ammunition and put the bolt on the gun.
Then the old man made a few leaps and rushed to a small door at the base of the city wall. He slapped a large lump of soft mud on the door latch and rolled it into the snow as soon as the detonator was inserted.
This is probably the first time that a gun in this time and space has been used to break into a door. The explosion of a small lump of explosives will directly burst open the seemingly heavy iron door. Thick smoke billows from the open doorway, and the Russians can also be heard.
Rude swearing.
Zhao Donghai rushed into the door. The optical camouflage was disturbed by the smoke and strong light, causing unstable restlessness. The outline of Zhao Donghai was vaguely exposed. The translucent humanoid outline seemed to be a ghost. The two people inside the door who had been shocked by the explosion were filled with stars.
The Russians were scared to death.
The old man fired twice, and the two bullets accurately penetrated the Russians' heads. The large-caliber ammunition stirred up a storm in the Russians' brains, and finally formed a bowl-sized hole in the back of their heads, with red blood and
The brain matter spurted out and was covered with a thick layer on the ancient wall built during Catherine's time.
When the Russian's body collapsed, Zhao Donghai had already rushed through the narrow passage behind the small door, kicked open the ajar door at the end, and then ran into a group of people carrying them towards the small door.
Russian.
"Haha, we caught him!" Zhao Donghai was overjoyed, raised his gun and fired.
When Zhao Donghai was lurking before, no one ever came in or out of this small door, but every day someone opened the door from inside and checked the door lock and other items.
Old hunters, many cunning prey will prepare an escape route. Once they feel that the "hunting trail" they usually take is unsafe, they will decisively change the route and escape. It seems that the Russians have a similar habit.
Zhao Donghai fed the remaining eight bullets in the magazine into the Russian's Tianling Gai, then threw the gun as a flying spear, piercing the ninth man's heart. Then the old man fell forward and fell to the ground.
It rolled continuously and then the hunting knife was unsheathed. Although the optical camouflage was greatly reduced in the light of the tunnel, it still interfered with the Russians' aiming.
Among the remaining two, the Russian holding a long gun only had time to fire one bullet. His left hand holding the gun and his right hand pulling the bolt were severed from the wrist by a sharp hunting knife.
As soon as the Russian who didn't have a gun had time to take out his revolver, half of his arm was cut off from bottom to top by Zhao Donghai's bloody hunting knife.
Then Zhao Donghai ended the wailing of the two Russians with a clean and neat movement. He wiped the knife in his hand on the Russian's coat before returning the knife to its sheath. After pulling out his favorite rifle, Zhao Donghai stood aside.
While using the new magazine, he used his feet to push aside the cloth wrapped around the "large luggage" thrown by the Russians on the ground. Then the Russian girl's face emerged from the cloth, which surprised the experienced veteran hunter.
"What a sin." Zhao Donghai muttered, shook his head, reactivated the optical camouflage that had gone into idle mode due to the rolling action, and continued to rush deeper into the tunnel with the rifle in hand.
**
Lin Juemin fired a series of high-explosive anti-personnel bombs at the Russian machine gun position. Then he used the recoilless cannon installed under the left arm cannon to blast open the large iron door blocking the two Gestapo agents he was responsible for supporting.
To be precise, he blew away the iron door and the entire wall, leaving only broken bricks and rubble after the explosion.
"Thank you!" The voice of a Gestapo agent came from the earphones. His authentic Northeastern accent made Lin Juemin think he smelled of green onions.
"You're welcome." As soon as Lin Juemin finished speaking, he felt a chill on the back of his head, which gave him a bad premonition. This premonition made him subconsciously operate his body to take a step back.
It was this step that saved him.
There was a break through the snow that was reflected red by the firelight. The snow spurted upward like a fountain. It looked like a fountain of blood under the reflection of the firelight.
The flying snowflakes blocked Lin Juemin's vision. He reacted quickly, started the jet engine and jumped backwards to avoid the snow that was still collapsing towards the "spring" - if he hadn't taken a step back just now, he would have been killed.
This collapse was involved in it. When he landed, the strong impact hit his feet along the rudder of the powerful feedback system, causing his ankle joints to feel severe pain.
The pain had not yet subsided. The black phantom pounced on Lin Juemin's VF, and a frightening face appeared in front of Lin Juemin - that face first reminded Lin Juemin of the female ghost in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
The sharp neighing tore at Lin Juemin's eardrum.
Lin Juemin subconsciously pulled down the ejection lever between his legs.
The cockpit glass was pushed outward by a small explosion, but was shattered into pieces just before it touched the female ghost's body.
When the broken glass scratched Lin Juemin's cheek, the rocket installed under the seat pushed Lin Juemin into the sky.
Almost at the same time, vf02 was distorted by some kind of force, and exploded immediately. The violent explosion and the electric arc released by the rampaging Mie reactor instantly engulfed the "female ghost" and everything else.
Lin Juemin floated down on his parachute. He craned his neck to look in the direction of the plane, and he and others witnessed the horrific scene.
Half of the "Female Ghost" shoulders were blown away and her whole body was charred, but she still staggered out of the flames and made a high-pitched, sharp and unbearably terrible sound to the other three VFs standing on the snow.
Neighing sound.
What's even more frightening is that two more black shadows jumped out of the hole created by the first "female ghost".
Lin Juemin felt a sense of despair. He recalled the few words he heard before the attack, and realized the true identity of those "female ghosts".
Goddess.
Although it has nothing to do with beauty and elegance, and although the appearance is as haggard and terrifying as a ghost, the power, and the vaguely female figure, there is no doubt that she is Shen Ji.
At this time, Lin Juemin was not the only one to realize this.
The formation leader yelled on the radio to fly up, fly up, they are not equipped with guidance wings, nor are they equipped with other guidance weapons, as long as they can fly, they can still fight!"
But it is not a simple matter for VF to take off in human form.
Lin Juemin thought pessimistically that this small group of people would be annihilated in the frozen soil of this foreign country.
Soon after, a comet of light passed Lin Juemin's field of vision.
Lin Youde's wife and convoy goddess, the noble White Knight Josephine Lin, descended on the battlefield like a Valkyrie.
The pure white armor eclipsed the snow, and the light blue jets of the engine were so eye-catching against the orange sea of fire. The beauty and elegance she exuded infiltrated everything around her in an instant.
The cruel and terrifying battlefield turned into a beautiful picture scroll painted by the artist in an instant.
And Josephine's flying blond hair became the most dazzling color in this painting.
The ammunition fired by the electromagnetic gun instantly tore the goddess who had been mutilated by the explosion into pieces.
The two remaining black figures rushed towards Josephine, but Josephine used a series of dexterous turning maneuvers to avoid their attacks. The engine's jets drew a series of crop circles on the snow.
Lin Juemin was stunned and didn't even notice that it had landed on the snow. He felt that Lin was not fighting, but dancing ballet gracefully.
This is the goddess.
This should be the goddess.
After a few exchanges, Josephine successfully fired bullets into the body of another "female ghost". Finally, she threw away the electromagnetic gun that had run out of ammunition, pulled out the long sword from the shield, and shot the last one she pounced on.
The enemy chopped him from the head to between the legs. The internal organs and blood were scattered on the snow, but only the corners of Josephine's armor were touched.
Josephine flicked the blood on the sword onto the snow with a slight flick, then performed a cross sword trick and returned the sword to its sheath smoothly and elegantly.
Lin Juemin couldn't help but raised his hands and cheered loudly.
**
The arrival of Josephine seemed to have completely destroyed the Russians' belief in resistance. They hung up the white flag, laid down their weapons and surrendered.
So Josephine gave up external weapons and entered the fortress wearing close-fitting armor. She was greeted by Gestapo agents. The agent team was led by a veteran soldier who was over fifty years old. Although the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, his lean body was still impressive.
A feeling of getting stronger with age.
Josephine had read top-secret information from the Gestapo before the operation. This old man was an old hunter from the Northeast. He was once captured and participated in the Sino-Japanese War as a member of the Qing army. He was later developed by the Gestapo into an instructor of the action force. The old man was worried about the first step in this operation.
A young student was on a mission to fight in the far north. He volunteered to be the captain.
Josephine has always been full of respect for such courageous old warriors. So when she saw the old man, she first saluted him.
"Oh, I can't bear it, I can't bear it..." The old man looked flattered, "You are a goddess, a goddess, so be polite to a bad old man like me."
The young man next to the old soldier pulled hard on his sleeve and reminded in a low voice that this still belongs to Mr. Lin."
When the old man heard this, his eyes were as big as brass bells, and then he saluted Josephine with both legs in imitation of the navy's style - the Gestapo's operational troops were different from the army and basically did not pay attention to this aspect of training.
Josephine smiled, glanced at the Russian prisoners filling the ruined hall of the castle, and asked how things were going."
"Everyone who is still alive has been rushed here. Zhuzhu and the others are collecting scraps of paper with writing on them. In addition, we have picked up all the Russians who were hanging in the big house below. We have wrapped them up and put them in the next room."
Josephine nodded and turned to the Russian prisoners who were still in shock.
"Who is Professor Wagner?" she asked in Russian.
No one answered.
Josephine seemed very patient.
"Out of chivalry and humanitarianism, as well as my military philosophy, I will not indiscriminately kill those who lay down their weapons. However, if none of you tell me who Professor Wagner is or provide his whereabouts, I will be very happy.
I am happy to let all of you experience the 'romance' of French torture."
The prisoners looked at each other, and the wavering spread much faster than Josephine expected - obviously, these people did not want to show their loyalty and unyielding.
A young man with obvious curly hair on his forehead first spoke and said that the professor left here for Moscow two weeks ago, taking two assistants and some medicines with him."
"He didn't order you to move or destroy the experimental equipment and related materials here?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, glanced at his companions, raised his right hand and rubbed his flaxen hair vigorously, and then continued: Yes, the professor ordered us to eliminate this experiment after completing the final experiment.
room and took away all the data. He said, 'We will soon have more favorable conditions and more wonderful materials.' I think this should have something to do with the Bolsheviks in Vladivostok."
Josephine nodded and immediately asked, "Have you finished the experiment?" No skipping words.
"No," another brown-haired Russian middle-aged man replied, "We still need two to three days to complete the final experimental steps set by the professor. So, don't worry, you guys can search it out from the laboratory.
The documents and experimental data will be very complete."
Josephine did not answer, and at this time there was a mechanical roar from outside.
The voice of the captain of the White Trojan came from Josephine's earphones, we are almost there. The helicopter has been sent, and the soldiers on it will help you transport the loot and prisoners."
"Understood," Josephine pressed the earphone, "Sent a report to the base camp. Most of the combat objectives were achieved. However, Professor Wagner was not captured."
**
Far away in the Summer Palace in Beijing, Lin Youde was anxiously pacing back and forth in front of the map.
Although he ordered Josephine to decisively abandon the assault force and cancel the combat plan when the situation went bad, he concluded based on his many years of marriage that the girl would not just abandon the troops under his command.
Isabella and Xun stood nearby, watching Lin Youde walking back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.
Two girls with completely different hair colors were chatting.
"It turns out that he sometimes feels uneasy." Isabella seemed to be in a new world. "I thought he would always have a plan in mind, and he could calmly have sex with the beautiful girl no matter what happened.
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"That's not the case. Master, there are some things that he absolutely cannot let go of. Whenever these things happen, he will go back and forth like this until good news or bad news comes."
"The so-called things that you can never let go of are probably the one you love going to war. There are many words on it." Isabella's face was filled with disdain, which was completely inconsistent with what she said. "However, I don't hate this.
"
Xun covered her mouth and looked at Isabella's side face with a silent smile.
Isabella didn't notice it at all. Her eyes continued to follow Lin Youde who was measuring the carpet over and over again. She subconsciously spoke out what was in her heart. It would be great if he would be so anxious when I go to the battlefield. I want to
Let him worry for a while. Well, I still need to get injured."
"If you are injured, Isabella, you will have to trouble the draftsmen of the staff department because they will have to redraw the map."
Xun's rare joke did not receive a response from Isabella, because at this moment Victoria opened the door and came in.
"The operation was completed, and most of the combat objectives were successfully achieved. However, Professor Wagner had left his den two weeks before the attack." Victoria paused, "In addition, due to the fact that the accompanying translator and intelligence analyst of the reconnaissance team carried the
With his life in danger due to the cold, the captured intelligence data had to be sent back to Horangabo before analysis could begin, and Josephine offered to assist in the interrogation of the captives."
"Where are our casualties?"
"Except for the translator who froze to death, there were zero casualties."
Victoria's report made Lin Youde breathe a long sigh of relief, with a relaxed look on his face. But he then straightened his face and told Victoria that it was indeed a pity that he could not catch or kill Professor Wagner, but Weili, no need to
Worry, we will catch him in the future."
Victoria stared at Lin Youde quietly for a long time, then took a deep breath, nodded and said yes, there is an old Chinese saying that a gentleman takes revenge, and it is never too late in ten years."
Lin Youde smiled after hearing this and reached out to touch Victoria's head.
"I hope the day when you can completely get rid of this nightmare will come soon," he said.
Victoria narrowed her eyes slightly and her expression softened. She glanced at the two goddesses guarding the side. She hesitated for a moment before raising her hand and gently pushing Lin Youde's hand away. She took a step back and saluted Lin Youde before turning around.
Left the room.
Lin Youde looked at Isabella and Xun, raised his hands and stretched greatly, feeling relieved.
"Come, my beauties, come here," Lin Youde, who looked relaxed, sat down on the table and patted his knees, "Let's play something exciting tonight." (To be continued...)