In less than ten seconds, the Soviet special service team lost nearly half of its men!
Seeing his comrades around him fall one after another, August, the captain of the special service team, was so angry that his lungs exploded. It was only then that he finally realized why Xu Rui specifically asked him before setting off just now, are you ready?
Okay? It’s funny that he didn’t know anything at that time, so he was ready to answer stupidly.
Prepare your sister to prepare them to die?
Xu Rui probably knew this was a trap a long time ago!
But at this time, August couldn't care less about being angry.
No matter how angry you are, you have to go back alive. It’s important to escape first!
"Retreat, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!" August immediately shouted at the top of his voice in desperation.
While shouting, August even jumped anxiously, but he didn't know that his behavior brought death to himself. After August shouted twice, Konings had already left.
He was discovered and locked in the crowd, and with a loud bang, a 7.92mm Mauser bullet penetrated his head.
After the high-speed rotating bullet penetrated the skull, it rolled inside the skull cavity. The kinetic energy it carried spread instantaneously, forming a huge cavity, which then expanded rapidly. The bullet had just punched a hole, and the overall structural strength had seriously deteriorated.
The descending skull immediately exploded and brains splattered everywhere!
August lost consciousness almost instantly and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, August's order had been passed on, and the remaining sixty or so special service members finally reacted and immediately turned around and retreated. However, after turning around, they discovered that the skis could not slide at any speed in a short period of time.
Unable to get up, they could use inertia when they were moving forward, but now they are retreating, but the previous inertia has become an obstacle!
As a result, the more than sixty Soviet special service members who had lost their speed became the best targets for the German army.
Colonel Konings, in particular, shot and killed at least twenty Soviet special service members by himself. A moment later, the entire Soviet special service group, including battalion leader August, was wiped out.
At this time, the first three flares slowly disappeared.
However, soon three more flares screamed into the sky, once again illuminating a radius of several kilometers.
After confirming that there was no longer a Soviet special soldier standing in the open space outside the command post, Konings finally stood up from the sniper position on the roof of the command vehicle to admire the results he had achieved.
Konings is very satisfied with this battle.
Because he completed another open kill.
More than a hundred Soviet soldiers who stepped into the open area were shot dead with almost no resistance. If these more than a hundred Soviet soldiers had resisted, it might have been possible to cause a little harm to them. However, unfortunately,
, when the enemy realizes that they are trapped in an open field killing situation, almost no one has the courage to resist.
At least, I haven't encountered this before from the several killing rounds that Konings has experienced.
Walking down the ladder from the roof of the command vehicle, I turned around and saw Captain Marcos.
"Colonel!" Marcos stood at attention, respectfully saluted Konings with a military salute, and said sincerely, "I solemnly apologize to you for being rude to you before."
Although Marcos was arrogant, he still had good eyesight.
He has already seen that this seemingly simple killing in the open is still very powerful!
If they were to get along in different places, and their Brandenburg special forces were trapped in such an open field killing situation, the result would never be much better than these poor Soviet soldiers.
Therefore, Marcos's attitude towards Konings immediately changed, and he even used your honorific.
Of course, there is another reason why Marcos changed his attitude towards Konings, and that is that Konings showed extremely superb sniper skills in this battle, and there are also snipers in the Brandenburg special forces.
, even Marcos himself is a very good sniper, but compared to Konings, he is still not as good as him.
Marcos still had great respect for truly capable men.
"Captain, I accept your apology." Cornings returned the military salute and took out a stainless steel can of whiskey from his pocket. He said with a smile, "I have a can of original Scotch whiskey here. Do you want it?"
Want a bite?"
As he spoke, Konings opened the iron door of the armored command vehicle. The heater was on and the lights were on. There were also several staff officers working on the map, but Rommel was not among them. Marcos nodded happily.
Then he followed Konings into the armored command vehicle and closed the door from the inside.
As soon as the door is closed, the cold wind is blocked out, but the interior of the car is as warm as spring.
Konings took off his coat, took two more wine glasses from the closet, and poured a small glass for himself and Marcos. The orange liquid was poured into the glass, and a mellow aroma immediately filled the carriage.
Several German combat staff who were working on the picture immediately cast their coveted glances.
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Outside the carriage, the flares went out again, and the whole world fell into darkness again.
Because of the strong light from the flares as a contrast, even the lights in the coalition headquarters were much dimmer than before. Under the dim lights, hundreds of Swedish guards walked into the open space with bayonets in hand and began to clean the battlefield.
Stepping on the snow that was almost up to his thighs, he struggled to finish off the Soviet soldier who fell to death on the snow.
It took half an hour for this team of Swedish guards to clean up the battlefield.
After cleaning the battlefield, I patrolled the woods further out, but found nothing.
When they came back, the Brandenburg special forces had already set up a campfire. More than fifty people were divided into five teams, and they gathered around a campfire to warm themselves while eating midnight snacks. The midnight snacks were very rich, except for
Canned beef, chocolate biscuits, and even whiskey to drink, but it can't compare with the can of Scotch whiskey from Cornings.
The special forces of the Brandenburg Special Forces drank large bottles of whiskey.
The Swedish guards at the headquarters were not happy and could only watch helplessly.
At this time, both the special forces of the Brandenburg Special Forces and the Swedish guards at the headquarters were very relaxed mentally. This is also reasonable. The Soviet special forces who might come for a sneak attack were very relaxed.
The entire army has been destroyed by them, so naturally it is impossible for the headquarters to be attacked.
So, when it’s time to eat, when it’s time to drink, when it’s time to sleep, you can go to sleep.
No one realized that this beheading battle was not actually over.
In the boundless darkness, more than fifty black figures once again appeared in the open ground like ghosts. Under the cover of night, these black figures slowly wriggled towards the coalition headquarters in the center of the open ground. It looked very slow, but in fact
But it was not the case. In less than a quarter of an hour, these more than fifty black figures had already blended into the midst of more than a hundred Soviet corpses.
At this time, a Swedish guard came out to urinate, and took a flashlight to shine outside. With the flashlight beam, he still saw corpses one after another, with nothing abnormal at all. He shuddered, and the Swedish guard
The guy who shrank like a broad bean from the cold retracted his crotch and got back into the warm tent.
The open space outside the headquarters was once again plunged into darkness.
In the darkness, a corpse suddenly began to squirm.
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Inside the compartment of the armored command vehicle.
A bottle of original Scotch whiskey had already been drunk to the bottom by Cornings and Marcos. When they were still not satisfied, Marcos asked someone to bring another bottle of whiskey, and the two continued to drink.
After drinking half a bottle of whiskey, the two of them finally felt a little smokey.
Marcos said: "Colonel, how come a person as powerful as you didn't enter Brandenburg?"
"I'm getting older." Konings raised the wine glass in his hand, shook his head and said, "I can't keep up with you young people."
Marcos immediately understood. When the Brandenburg Special Forces Training Camp was first established, Colonel Konings must have signed up, but he was rejected because he was over the age limit. After all, he was a special forces force and often had to
If you don't have enough physical fitness to perform very difficult tasks, you won't be able to do it.
However, Marcos still felt a little regretful and said regretfully: "It's a pity. If I had been responsible for recruiting people, I would have recruited you, Colonel, into our training camp no matter what."
Konings said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I was pretty good in sniper school."
"What?" Marcos said angrily, "Are you going to teach for the rest of your life?"
Konings just smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "There is nothing wrong with teaching for the rest of my life. I actually don't like fighting and killing. If I could, I would really like to be a teacher."
"What kind of teacher are you? It's so much fun to be a soldier." Marcos said, "But if you really want to teach, teach us first, and let my arrogant bastards listen to your sniping experience." At this point,
Marcos suddenly let out a light sigh and then said, "Hey, why are these bastards silent? They were so noisy just now."
When Konings heard this, he was stunned for a moment and listened carefully. There was really no movement outside.
Just now I heard some special forces yelling, but now it was deathly silent.
Because Marcos had drunk too much and was already drunk, his reaction was slower than usual. He did not realize that something was wrong. He immediately stood up unsteadily and said, "Let me go and see, what are these bastards doing?"
But Konings didn't drink much and was still conscious. He already realized something was wrong.
"Captain, wait!" The moment Marcos stretched out his hand to open the car door, Konings rushed over, blocked Marcos, and said, "The situation outside is a bit abnormal, don't go out yet!"
"Abnormal?" Marcos was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then reacted suddenly.
Looking back at Konings, Konings nodded solemnly, and Marcos immediately woke up from his drink! Damn it, why didn't he expect that the Soviets would be divided into two groups?