Battle of the Third Reich

At this time, the British and German troops had calmed down from the enthusiasm for shooting. When the two sides found that their attack could not change the current battlefield situation, the British and the Germans stopped the boring exchange of bullets and noise. game.

Although occasionally one or two lone shots sounded, it was just a soldier’s personal behavior with harassment or anger attempts, and the commanders of both sides were obviously not interested in thinking about it.

The British looked helplessly at the German truck whose front was sifted, leaning against the gate of the wall in the shape of steam, and that thing had completed its mission. The Germans should have received the assistance they need, even now Adding hundreds of holes to it does not help.

German soldiers carefully watched the old church with a rifle that had just been filled with bullets. The direction of the sun was in their favor now. From the fence, they could clearly see the shaking figures in the church window.

However, there are too many windows in that building. I don’t know what the original designer’s design concept was. The Germans guessed that the guy must have covered something like a fortress before, so it’s customary to open so many holes on the wall that can be used as sniper shooting points. Now any slight wind and grass will cause a wave of tension in the German soldiers.

When not firing, the German soldiers tried their best not to expose themselves to too much cover. Five German soldiers already paid a heavy price for this, and two lucky people were left on their helmets by British snipers. For the sake of commemoration, the fact that my head became the target of the other party is really not a pleasant thing.

The inquiry continued, while Caorich distributed cigarettes to the several non-commissioned officers and officers who were listening to the chattering complaint of the French priest.

"Mr. Captain, you must know that I am a duty cleric and I have never been interested in those things in the world. God has given me the duty to save the poor lambs who have lost their faith from Satan and make the glory of God glorious. I was able to shine on the earth. But I really didn’t think it would be used by those evil guys. It’s not my intention to be involved in this terrible thing."

Father Sebel grievously accused the heinous crimes of the few French gangsters playing with his pure heart.

"I understand, priest."

Caorich lit himself a cigarette.

"No one is willing to be involved in this kind of thing. I understand your mood now. However, you also see that I don’t have much time now, so please try to talk about some issues that will interest me and see Can you compensate for the serious mistake you made."

"Of course, Mr. Captain, you listen to me and continue to talk down. Later, that is, I am looking for Warren. Stan, the one who opened the watch shop, they came to me the day after I found him the theory Two suitcases were delivered. I wasn’t going to allow them to put that strange thing in the sacred church anymore, but that Harry Delt, you know, he was in the town..."

"I already know the man in the butcher's shop. Please tell me the point, Father Sebel, stop trying to challenge my patience."

Caorich frowned and flicked the soot that fell on the cuff with his fingers.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, Mr. Captain, I just want to be more specific."

Father Sebel panicly took off his ridiculous pointed nightcap and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You will be interested in what I said below."

"Then say, Mr. Father, what happened to the meat seller?"

"Oh, the one who buys meat, Harry. Delt, he actually intimidated me and blackmailed me with the act of benevolently covering up their arms in search of arms. He said that if I don't continue to help them, I will find someone to report this. One thing... you know, Mr. Captain, I was really terrified at the time, so I had to agree to continue to hide those prohibited items in the church.

This time they asked to find a room for these two boxes, which I did. But then I found out that they drilled into that room as soon as they came to the church. I kept my mind in mind and sneaked into that room while they were not paying attention. Mr. Captain, do you know what I found? "

Sebel looked at Caorich with a flattering smile, and his eyes were full of expectations waiting for the other side to ask himself.

"This...an idiot who knows nothing about life and death."

Caorich suddenly had the urge to pull the gun. He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the unstoppable disgust, gritted his teeth and asked.

"what?"

"Those guys hid a radio station in that room and it was in a suitcase."

"Oh? Are you sure?"

The news made Caorich interested, and now the radio is rare.

However, considering the fact that those Frenchmen can get so many arms, it is not difficult to add another radio station.

"Although I am only a priest in a country church, I was honoured by the Holy See two years ago to visit the Vatican to see the Cardinal. I saw what the radio looked like in the Vatican, so I recognized it at a glance. That strange thing is a radio station."

Speaking of his glorious history, Sebel involuntarily straightened his stomach.

"Go on."

Caorich stared at the proud priest with a sullen face. He felt that the noble and holy image of the priest in his mind was rapidly collapsing in front of him.

"Mr. Captain, you know that when I saw the radio station, I was really scared. Obviously the guys were definitely not ordinary French civilians. They often sneaked into the church at night and then got into that room, They didn’t leave until the next morning, plus they had so much arms...you know, what does all this mean."

The priest looked at the German captain flatteringly again, but when he saw that his face started to turn blue, the clever priest hurriedly smiled and continued his account.

"I judged that they must be spies lurking in France from a certain country. They used radio to contact their leader. They must have brewed a shameless conspiracy against the powerful German team. Mr. Captain, when I came to this judgment The time was almost crazy. I would never allow this kind of criminal behavior. This kind of conspiracy and sabotage took place in the sacred church. So I decided to report the crimes of these criminals to the powerful and noble team."

Sai Bei said loudly at the corner of his mouth that the expression of justice and solemn expression made him feel like a president of a religious tribunal preparing to light a woodpile.

"Then why did you not report this in time, and listen to what you said earlier, these crimes have continued for at least a few weeks."

"Mr. Captain, you must forgive my cowardice. I am just a humble priest in a country church. I am timid and afraid of being retaliated against by these criminals. Just know that I have recognized the true colors of these people and what these people are. It's all done."

"Then you are not afraid of revenge by our German team?"

Caorich asked coldly.

"Of course not like that. I still have awe for the German team, Mr. Captain..."

The priest took his crumpled nightcap and wiped his shiny forehead.

"Mr. Captain, I have been to Germany and met many German friends. To be honest, I like Germany very much. However, I was too cowardly. When I made up my mind to inform those people, I found that everything was irreversible. I I was going to report this matter to the town this morning, but you also saw that I didn't have time to expose this crime."

The priest's face was helpless and innocent, and his eyes shone with regret.

"I was awakened by the gunfire last night, and I knew there must be a terrible fight. In the middle of the night, just as I prayed to God in the prayer room, the British people came here and they savagely rushed in. This sacred place, and also shut me into his room, they are really a group of beasts."

The priest swallowed and continued.

"There are about fifty of those brutal British people. Many of them look like they were injured. I saw a lot of blood on the ground. They are all armed, and I can’t stop them at all. The **** spy brought them here because I saw Warren. Stan, God punishes this sinner. He was badly wounded, and the wound is on his chest. According to my experience, he should be dead now. May Satan's **** fire burn his sinful soul.

And Fodayk. Warren, he seems to have nothing to do, he has been crying out to avenge his companions. I didn’t see the other two people, but I can infer from Valen’s words that the two might have been sent to where they should go by the powerful German team. "

"You mean, those Englishmen were brought here by those Frenchmen."

Caorich raised an eyebrow, then pulled the kettle from his waist and handed it to the priest.

"Drink slobber, priest, I think you must be very thirsty."

"Ah, thank you, God bless you, Mr. Captain, I haven't had a sip of water since last night."

Father Sebel took the kettle flatteringly, and then swallowed it greedily.

"Okay, I feel like I'm born again. Thank you again, kind Captain."

Sebel handed back the almost drained kettle to Caorich, who threw the kettle to Hafgen behind him.

"Okay, go on, Mr. Father, what happened later, how did you escape from it."

"This is the case. At first, the British asked me for water and food. I originally wanted to excuse them, but the mean Warren was very familiar with this church. He led the British into the pantry and Stealed all the food and good wine that I tried to collect and store.

You have to know that these are all good things that you can’t find on the market now. If you don’t have a way, don’t even want to get them. I originally wanted to rely on these things to help the poor believers at a critical moment. The savage British robber ate his stomach. "

The priest scolded with indignation.

"This guy seems to be hiding a lot of good things, but he said he was going to use it to help the poor and see his ghost!"

Caorich rubbed the back molar while looking at the priest's shiny forehead and ruddy smooth skin.

"Because they noticed my uncooperative attitude, these British people shut me into their room. I escaped when they were not paying attention, and I kept hiding in a flower bed in the cemetery until the morning they After fighting with the officer’s troops, I ran out of the cemetery. I found the officer the first time, and reported to him everything I knew. The officer can testify for me.”

"That's right, he was right, but..."

Fred stared at Sebel coldly.

"You didn't tell me about the French and the radio. I now feel that you must be hiding something. It is a very serious crime to deceive German officials on the battlefield."

"That's because your rank is not high enough. The French slider in front of him knows how to use the resources he has."

Caorich glanced at Fred, who didn't think it was a good idea to tell the sergeant the truth.

"Ah, no, how dare I hide something, I'm not planning to report more important intelligence to this captain. Mr. captain, I have destroyed that radio station before I ran out, and now those people can no longer use that thing and the outside world. Contacted, you see..."

Sebel hurriedly lifted the hem of the long pajamas, revealing two thin legs with lush legs.

"What do you want to do?"

Sergeant Frederic was startled by the priest's weird behavior. His conditioned hand was placed on the leather buckle of the waist holster.

"No, don't get me wrong, I want to show this thing to Mr. Captain..."

Sebel shook his hand desperately in front of him, and hurriedly pulled out several metal parts from his fat shorts pocket.

"This...it seems to be an adjustment wrench, this is a switch, this one seems to be a knob...Father, these are all you removed from the radio?"

Caorich frowned at the metal parts in his hand.

"Yes, I slipped into that room before I left. I originally wanted to take that radio station, but you see, I really can't finish the job. That radio station is too heavy for me.

But I had to get something to prove that I was telling the truth, so I removed all the parts that I could remove from the radio station, there were a few originally, but they were lost when I fled, now only With these left, I think you can see at a glance that these are parts on the radio. "

Sebel looked at Caorich with anticipation.

"Yes, these are all on the radio panel of the radio. Although it has little effect on the operation of the radio, I think he will mess up the originally set frequency when he disassembles it. Sir, without these knobs it will be difficult to debug to the original setting Frequency, that radio is temporarily unavailable."

Hansen said after taking a closer look at the parts.

"Then I'm relieved, Mr. Captain, this should be helpful to you, can you compensate for the mistakes I made."

"Well, yes, but what I am curious about now is how you did this under the strict supervision of the British."

Caorich now feels that this French priest is really not to be underestimated.

"This is the secret that I am going to tell you below. You will be interested in this. This church has a history of 320 years. It not only has an elegant appearance, practical structure, beautiful makeup, but also It also has a very secret secret system, you can reach any corner of this church from the secret channel without hindrance.

And it also has two escape routes. I escaped from one of the escape routes. The exit is in the cemetery. Another passage leads to a natural cave under the cliff where the church is located, from where you can escape to the sea by boat. . . . "

"what!"

Caorich asked, his eyes widening.

"Why are you talking about such important information now! Tell me quickly, where is the secret path and where is the exit of the cave."

"That secret path is under the church cellar, the exit of the cave is under the cliff, if you can see it at a glance on the sea."

"I see, what else have you not telling me, Mr. Father, you know that I am very impatient with your nonsense now..."

"That's all. I told you the most important secrets I know. You can trust me..."

Sebel saw Caorich's serious expression knowing that the problem was a little serious, and he replied bitterly with respect.

"Very good, priest, you go to the wall to rest first. I need your help later."

Caorich made a wink, and Hafugen dragged the priest away.

"This **** wordy Frenchman, such an important situation was even put to the end..."

Fred also felt the seriousness of the problem, and he spit **** the ground.

"But we finally got a rough understanding of the whole thing from his nonsense, sir, what do you think."

Ensign Hansen stepped forward and asked.

"This thing should not be as simple as what we are seeing now. There is no doubt that this is a spy station, but how can the British team be here. They obviously already know that they have no way to escape, why do they still run Come here, are they not afraid of exposing this important stronghold?"

Caorich looked at the church suspiciously.

"No matter what, we must attack immediately. You have all heard. There is also a secret path to the sea. I cannot guarantee that the British do not know the existence of this secret path, and the priest’s words must be There is a lot of water, but now we do not have the time and energy to confirm it, so we have to temporarily believe what he said is true.

Fred, you go to recruit soldiers and order them to prepare for the assault. Hansen, how many British snipers did you find? "

"There are five in total, one of which is in the window on the second floor of the tower, and the other four are on the second floor of the church and the attic."

"Very well, let's start when the soldiers are ready, and listen to my orders, let the soldiers move as little as possible, don't disturb the British people on the opposite side, well, gentlemen, act."

"Observe, sir!"

The officers and non-commissioned officers pressed their chests hard, and then quickly dispersed.

"Report sir, the soldiers are ready, waiting for your order." Fred reports.

"Very well, we don't have much time now, the British seem to have any plans."

Caorich squatted there with a bayonet and frowned, looking at a floor plan carved into the mud.

"I found that the windows on the second floor have not moved for a long time, and looking through the windows on the first floor cloister, it seems that there are a lot of figures shaking inside. I'm not sure, I think they seem to be concentrating people."

Nimitz knelt beside him with a Mauser rifle, pointing to an empty area on the floor plan.

"Are your sketches accurate? Mr. Father."

Hansen turned to look at Father Sebel crouching aside.

"Absolutely accurate, this is the first floor, this is the second floor cloister. This is the first floor cloister that the second lieutenant said, this church is very delicate, the door is the empty chapel, the front is the altar, on which is placed the holy cross It is made of sterling silver, and it is inlaid with gold and precious stones. It is as old as this church. Praise God. Since the church was built until now, it has experienced fires, earthquakes, wars, and even thieves, but the Holy Cross has I have never suffered any damage, which has to make me praise the greatness of God’s power."

"You have been chattering about this cross six times here, have you secretly weighed it with a scale, how heavy is that cross?"

"There are 3,740 grams, and there is no base.......... This, this is what the previous generation of priests told me, how can I do this kind of blame for God. "

Father Sebel began to cross his chest.

"It seems that he really weighed it..."

Caorich pressed the swollen temple forcefully, and several officers kneeling on the side also made a cross across the chest quietly.

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