The two of them walked down the stairs and through a deep corridor, ending in a seemingly ordinary hatch.

The hatch was unlocked, and when opened, it was neither a passage nor a cabin, but a space full of pipes and equipment. Dimmed cabin lights reflect the outlines of pipes and equipment, as well as the improvised walkways that can be walked through by a single person.

Weiss noticed a row of flashlights hanging on the pylons next to the hatch.

"We seem to be at the stern of the ship." Keith whispered.

Hearing the faint sound of Norman voices and footsteps coming from the passage of the ship behind him, Weiss was heartbroken: "Go, go in!" ”

Keith reached for the flashlight, but was stopped by Weiss.

Flashlights are missing from the pylons, which is a clear way to tell the enemy that someone is inside.

Besides, didn't they go inside to overhaul the pipeline equipment, and asked for a flashlight to be used for wool?

The two of them quickly entered the oil-smelling space, closed the hatch with their backhands, and fumbled forward with the dim cabin lights.

"Judging by the direction and distance we are traveling, we should be in the stern by now." Weiss responded to Case's earlier remarks.

Keith asked, "Are we hiding here, are we going to wait for the enemy to let their guard down before going out, or are we going to wait until our brothers come to pick us up?" ”

Blowing up a hole in the stern of the ship closer to the ground so that the ground troops could quickly board the ship was a countermeasure that Weiss and Captain Hartbauer had discussed, and Keith was following Lieutenant Ralph to board the ship, unaware of this. It's not surprising at all that such a question is asked at this time.

Weiss explained his idea to him as quickly as he could.

"I see." Keith replied cheerfully, "It's up to you." ”

The idea was simple and clear, but Weiss had to scratch his head on what to say. I lack understanding of the structure of Norman warships, although I have made up a lot of common sense about warships in the days when I was mixed with Nikolai, I found that this is far from enough when I go to the battlefield - the auxiliary thrusters of the battleship have very obvious external features, and you will not be wrong with your eyes closed, but what does the corresponding internal structure look like? What are the characteristics? How do I blast to achieve the effect? These Weiss simply have no clear concept.

Just as Weiss was in trouble, there was a faint sound of hurried footsteps outside the hatch. Weiss and Keith quickly stopped and silenced their guns, aiming their guns at the hatch.

There was only a creak, and the hatch was opened from the outside, and the yellow light of the cabin lamp came in from the outside.

Weiss narrowed his eyes, and the imaginary frame in front of him was all a blinding red.

Sure enough, I still can't hide from it......

Seeing those figures rushing in with guns in their hands, Weiss did not hesitate and fired directly.

The Norman rifle was slightly smaller in caliber than the Grumman rifle, but it was not inferior in execution and lethality, and the Norman soldiers standing in the hatch fell in response, and there were various shouts and shouts outside, followed by the sound of thumping gunshots. Instead of firing continuously, Weiss and Keith quickly moved inside.

In this labyrinth-like place, with steps up and down, and simple vertical ladders, it's definitely a good place to hide cats, but at this moment, Weiss and his partner are not playing hide and seek with their opponents, but fighting to the death. The Norman soldiers who rushed in didn't seem to worry about destroying the pipelines and equipment here, and had no scruples about chasing their "prey". The criss-crossing pipes blocked the Normans' bullets and limited the use of the Jackball Bullets, but also made it difficult for Weiss and Keith to accurately shoot their enemies, revealing their position with each fire. As time passed, the two gradually retreated into a corner where there was no way back, and the Norman soldiers were still coming!

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, whether to fight to the death or to surrender with his hands raised, Weiss suddenly hesitated: if he died like this, this strange journey like a dream came to an abrupt end, and he would go to the next dream, or fall into the endless void? If you survive and become a Norman captive, will you survive and wait until your comrades rescue you, or survive in a prisoner of war camp until the end of the war, or will you still die at the guns of the Normans?

Suddenly, Weiss thought of many people, those who had crossed paths with him in this world, Nikolai from the first family, his sister Bella who was cold on the outside and warm on the inside, the taciturn cheap dad, the fat and kind cheap mother, the cunning and sophisticated fat vice president, the friends of the Gaston Military Academy, the bigwigs of the Grumman family, the iceberg beauty Octavier, and the sound of heaven Gunevere...... It's a world full of punk elements, with Victorian taste and American freedom and romance. What a pity that everything has to end in a hurry before it has even begun!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Keith next to him obviously didn't have as complicated thoughts as Weiss, so he found a place where the pipes met, put down his backpack, took out the remaining spinach bullets and bullets, and was ready to give it a go.

Such a death-defying spirit made Weiss no longer hesitate, he quickly found a position where he could cross cover with Keith, and took out all the weapons and ammunition. In the blink of an eye, several Norman soldiers appeared around the corner in front of them, and they saw at a glance the two Federation soldiers who had no way to escape, and without any words or actions to persuade them to surrender, they aimed and shot directly at them.

Weiss and Keith fired first, only to hit the same Norman soldier, while the rest of the Normans opened fire in a hurry, the bullet blocked by the pipe in front of them. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Norman soldiers immediately dispersed, each looking for a position. In this way, it was difficult for Weiss and Keith to shoot the enemy, and in such a closed cabin, the use of pineapple bullets could kill the enemy and injure themselves at the same time, and now that it was the last moment, they no longer cared about this, and threw out one after another pineapple bullets, and the violent explosion knocked over several Norman soldiers, but also shook their own eardrums and blood rolling.

The Pineball Bullet delayed the Norman attack, but could not repel them, and the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, and more Norman soldiers appeared in Weiss and Keith's sight. They held their rifles, lowered their figures, alternated cover, and advanced step by step, showing full tacit understanding.

Running out of their already small number of spinball rounds, Weiss and Keith had no choice but to shoot with Norman rifles, but in this particular positional warfare mode, they were unable to stop the Norman soldiers from approaching. At this time, the Normans were able to end the battle directly with just a spinach of a spinach, but they did not do so.

"They look like they're trying to catch them alive!" "Sir, the Normans are never kind to their captives, and if I can't kill myself at the last minute, please do me a favor!" ”

Weiss put down his rifle, pulled out his pistol, and turned to look at Keith: "Whether they want to catch it alive or are worried about damaging the facilities here, anyway, I can be sure that they don't plan to use spinach bullets." ”

Having emptied the magazine, Keith no longer reloaded, but threw his rifle to the ground and pulled two guns out of his holster: "Two on the left, three on the right, four at a distance." How about we fight them back? ”

Weiss squinted, Keith's observations were inaccurate, there were 14 Norman soldiers nearby, 3 on the left, 4 on the right, and 7 a little further away. As soon as they left their current position and rushed out, they would be targeted by at least five or six rifles at the same time, counting on five or six Norman soldiers to miss at the same time? There is little hope!

"Don't be impulsive!" Weiss hurriedly said to Keith, "The enemy is waiting for us to rush out!" Hold your breath, you must hold your breath, the longer we drag them out, the better it will be for this battle as a whole. ”

Keith glared: "Drag? What's the use of dragging it out for ten or twenty minutes? Why don't you have a good time! ”

Weiss sighed: "I'm sorry, brother, I brought you to this dead end, but we can't give up until we have to!" Never give up! Outside, the brothers are still attacking, and we will definitely win this battle! Definitely! ”

Although this kind of relief and encouragement could not change the situation of the two, at least it made Keith more rational and less impulsive. After changing to a pistol, the two sometimes fired single shots and sometimes burst shots, echoing each other, and the effective hit rate was improved. The Norman soldiers who were hit by the pistol bullets were not in danger of their lives, but because of their injuries, they lost their composure, and one by one they became angry and went berserk, thus giving Weiss and Keith an opportunity. Together, they quickly killed or inflicted heavy damage on three Norman soldiers, temporarily restraining the Norman offensive in terms of spectacle and momentum.

When Weiss squinted again to detect the enemy around him, the situation suddenly changed a little: the number of Norman soldiers in the vicinity continued unabated, but the green dotted box also came into view, and the nearest Union soldier was definitely no further away than some Norman soldiers.

Weiss wondered, and then it dawned on him.

"Our people are right out here!" He shouted at Keith, "They're at the stern, only a few dozen feet away from us!" ”

"What?" Keith looked surprised.

Weiss pointed to the bulkhead behind him: "Trust me, they're just outside, and ......"

"And what?" Keith asked aloud.

Weiss squinted, an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face, and then he exclaimed, "They're ready to blast!" They're going to blast the stern! Blow up an opening where you can get in! ”

"Oh my God...... Keith's eyes widened, "if you're right, we'd better find a way to get out of here, or we'll be blown up by our own people!" This kind of death is too ironic! ”

Weiss turned back to his normal vision and turned his head to look ahead, the Normans didn't realize what was about to happen, they blocked this corner tightly, at least ten rifles were aimed at Weiss and Keith's hiding place, let alone leave, even if they stretched out their heads, they would be blown up in an instant.

Communicate with the Normans, and everyone evacuate this dangerous area before continuing to fight? They'll believe it!

When Weiss squinted again at the outside of the bulkhead, the green dotted frame moved into the distance, leaving behind a red, glaring object.

"Good luck! Keyes! Weiss muttered.

Suddenly, nine Norman soldiers divided into three groups, approaching the shelter of the two Federation soldiers from three directions, they were holding Norman rifles, their sharp bayonets glowing with cold light, and their eyes were colder than the tip of the blade. They were getting closer and closer to their target, their muscles tense, ready to rush forward desperately against the bullets, and at that moment, their sensory world was like being swallowed up by a black hole, and it was empty in an instant......

Outside, a blazing blast of flames was rising from the tail of the Norman battleship "Diwa Cayo".