My Third Empire

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Borol felt the cold moisture in the sky, listened to the familiar whispering wind in his ear, and let his body shake violently in the wind. He felt like he was going to die, because there were bullets flying around him, and he suspected that his foot had been hit because he could not feel his lower body.

He shouted hysterically, but he couldn't even hear him. He didn't know that he was still alive at this moment until his feet stepped heavily on the ground. Allowing the parachute above his head to fall, he lay prone on the ground and began to fumble to untie the parachute clasp on his body.

"Lightning!" Not far behind him, a man lowered his voice and shouted today's code of action.

"Thunder!" No one knows that the secret number is actually Akkado's nostalgia for the action of the overlord in another time and space and his personal taste. Borol still shouted the second half of his voice, and the opposite side relaxed obviously.

"Great! Commander Borol!" Said a soldier with a sigh of relief holding his g43 rifle in his hand.

"Have you seen Baru?" Borol asked his young man as he organized his weapons and equipment.

"No." There were about three or four soldiers behind the soldier. This is the current strength of Borol.

"Boo!" There was a gunshot, then English shouting out loud. Apparently there were British soldiers around, so Borol thought or didn't think about it, and shot a full magazine of bullets in the direction of the shout with his gun.

Then he changed the magazine and commanded loudly: "We were found, you still have you, the left side detour! You and you follow me! Move quickly! Move quickly!"

He scrambled up and stumbled and ran staggering away, while confirming his position around. When he saw a huge still-heating crater, he jumped in without thinking.

While jumping into the crater, he shouted: "Electric flash!"

When the **** fell, Borol found himself pointed at by two guns, and there were about three or four panicked German paratroopers in it. Baru was looking around the edge of the crater, and another veteran was sorting out materials that did not belong to him, because there was an unlucky recruit in the pit, who seemed to have been hit in the head and was dead.

"Damn it! I almost smashed his head!" A recruit shuddered and removed his weapon, and another breathed out deeply.

"You should say thunder! Idiot! You killed me all the people here are over!" Borol shrugged his head and motioned to the other to look down, then the recruit discovered that Borol was holding a grenade in his hand. The safety ring has been opened.

Borol was no nonsense. He continued to squeeze the grenade and lie on the edge of the crater, looking away. There seemed to be an anti-aircraft position, firing into the sky nonstop. He made a gesture to Baru around him, and then threw the grenade towards the target.

With the explosion of the grenade, the British anti-aircraft position stopped shooting. After a few seconds, the bullet swept over like a raindrop, and then the anti-aircraft gun roared again. It seems that the Borrow ’s grenade let the British discover They didn't serve any other purpose.

"I forgot to tell you that the machine gunner is not here." Baru smiled embarrassedly: "We can't suppress each other's firepower." While talking, the British machine gun hit the mound in front of Baru. , A splash of Mars.

"Boo! ... Boom!" Just when Borol wanted to swear, not far behind a small bush, a dazzling flame drew a straight line towards the anti-aircraft gun position, and hit it accurately aims.

"It's an iron fist! It's beautiful! It's a copy!" Borol ordered the attack aloud: "cover!"

Two veterans armed with assault rifles immediately extended their weapons out of the crater and started firing wildly. The machine gun position on the opposite side may be changing ammunition, or it may be turning the muzzle to deal with the iron fist rocket barrel over there. Anyway, the firepower has been suppressed.

Borol jumped out of the trench again and ran to each side separately from Baru. He ran a few steps and saw the British position through the firelight. Without thinking about it, he picked up the mp-44 assault rifle. , Shot his own bullet at the British.

One British soldier who was observing all around fell in response, and several avoided the bullets Borol had shot. They watched the German paratroopers on the opposite side run out of their magazines. While preparing to return, they were all overturned by the attack from the other side.

Several German soldiers came from behind and saw Baru looking through the bodies of the British in the trenches. Borol was on the anti-aircraft gun position not far away, and made a few shots at the British air defense soldiers who had not yet died.

The iron fist rocket just hit the base of this anti-aircraft gun accurately. The splashed shrapnel solved most of the British artillery here, and turned the British anti-aircraft gun into a pile of scrap iron.

Not far away, the gunshots were still very dense, as if the two troops were fighting fiercely. Borol used such free time to count the number and found that he only found 11 soldiers-this is the number after the round of the Iron Fist Rocket Group over there.

He arranged a simple defensive position, established his own temporary headquarters, and then looked through the bodies of British soldiers, and found no useful information. But the good news is that one of his platoon leaders took more than 20 soldiers to find here, which made Borol's number increase.

With these soldiers, Borol expanded his defensive circle, found the bodies of two paratroopers and four of his own people who did not dare to show their heads. At 2:13 in the night, they found the signal soldier and where he was. In a row, the German paratroopers finally gathered a team of more than 50 people.

Luck seems to be good. They found the ammunition box as they were dropped from the plane. There were a lot of bullets and grenades in it, so that German paratroopers did not worry about the lack of ammunition.

Soon they found another British anti-aircraft position nearby, which was a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun, and it seemed that all the ammunition had been used in the previous anti-aircraft shooting, so it had not been discovered.

Baru personally took 20 soldiers to capture the larger British artillery position, and found a concealed headquarters and a trench in the shape of a "soil". There is a British infantry squad defense. Counting about 30 anti-aircraft gunners and commanders, the German paratroopers unexpectedly occupied the position and killed all the British soldiers who lacked training.

With such a ready-made command, Borol and the rest of the people were transferred here. In this concealed air defense command, he saw a coffee-making stove and some messy daily necessities.

"These British are really here to fight?" Borol kicked the fallen British officials on the ground and asked with contempt.

"Almost." Baru nodded. "One of us was killed and two were injured. The officer committed suicide after being surrounded."

Borol walked to the table with the map on the wall, looked at the map carefully, turned over the documents and local maps on the table, picked up a pen pressed on the map, and smiled at Baru Yao Huang: "Trophy."

After joking, it's time to do the right thing. Borol pointed to the map on the wall and said: "If the translation is not found, I can't understand the map, but the square here should be a field barracks. We killed about two rows of British soldiers along the way. These soldiers Obviously not here today, they are standing troops. So there must be a place to live near here. "

"Shall I take someone to see?" Baru asked with a smile.

"Bring all the people in rows 1 and 2, so it's a defense zone for a battalion." Borol frowned and stared at the map. "If there are scattered people on the road, the ones in rows 1 and 2 will be Let them follow you, and the three-row soldiers will let them gather here. "

"Okay! I'm going. I'll take half the ammunition, and I'll leave the rest to you." Baru nodded and turned to walk out of the small room that was originally the British Commander's Command.

Borol took out the map and began to compare it with the map of the British. He wanted to find something in common, and then confirmed his position, so that he could know where the targets marked on the map needed to be occupied by himself.

Before he found anything, there was a sudden gunshot outside. Borol immediately grabbed his assault rifle from the table and rushed out with one arrow. I saw more than a dozen British soldiers falling in a pool of blood, with the bodies of several German paratroopers beside them.

They had n’t set off yet in Baru. When they were distributing ammunition, a group of British patrols who had gone out to patrol actually came back. They found the Germans in their camp and rushed out to try to retake their camp. Five German soldiers who were caught off guard were killed and all 12 British soldiers in a patrol were killed.

"It seems that this is really a battalion camp." Borol said to Baru around him: "It's just that the battalion was dispersed."

"The battalion should be the headquarters of the battalion?" Baru said while checking the remaining bullets in the weapon.

"Go! You have an hour, and then we will set off and go to the place we really need to capture." Borol patted Baru's shoulder and said.

"1st row, 2nd row! Bring weapons and ammunition! Follow me! Let's go!" Balu nodded and commanded loudly. Dozens of German paratroopers soon disappeared into the night.