In the noisy sewers, trailing bullets leap across the walls, and all sorts of debris splatters in the air. Weiss took Octavier in his arms, and the other two helped each other to wade through the water, taking a few steps and staggering past the fork in the sewer.

"Fire cover!" Weiss shouted busily.

Ahead, the members of the guard squad who followed him to death were already in full formation, and when they crossed the line of life and death, the only water-cooled heavy machine gun emitted a powerful and powerful roar, the larger Grumman rifle rattled, and the smaller Clumber-Hasen rifle rattled. This explosive shooting suppressed the fire of the Norman pursuers in an instant, but the enemy was outnumbered and not suitable for battle, so Weiss decisively ordered the explosives planted at the fork in the road to be detonated.

After a loud bang, the path into the fork has been blown up. The Normans could have taken a detour, but it would have taken a lot longer. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the group turned left and right in the labyrinthine sewers and quickly jumped out of the Norman "fishing net".

After walking a long distance, Weiss led the group into a remote maintenance tunnel, where he took a breath and helped his three new companions with their wounds. Weiss carried Octavier all the way, and when he stopped, half of his clothes were almost soaked with blood, and it was clear that the goddess Baston was not lightly injured at this time. On closer inspection, there was not only a scrape on her shoulder, but also a bloody penetrating wound, which had only been hastily dealt with a strap and hemostatic cotton before, and the bleeding had not stopped at all.

Although there are no full-time medics in the rearguard squad, the experience of a few battles is enough to make an ordinary soldier grow into a half-medic soldier. With the help of two of his companions, Weiss helped Octavier redress his wound as quickly as he could. In the process, the goddess Baston gritted her teeth and let beads of sweat drip down her forehead and sideburns, but she didn't snort.

What a woman with a heart as hard as steel......

Octavir didn't cry out in pain, and the two strong men who walked with him were not bad, but one of them was injured in his lower back, not only with a large area of wounds, but also with organs, and if he couldn't be operated on in time, he might not last long.

"Where have you been, how did you get hurt like this?" Weiss asked Octavier in a low voice.

Goddess Basen glanced at him and replied in a cold tone, "Go and complete a task that should be done by us!" ”

Seeing that she had no intention of saying more, Weiss didn't want to ask, and further lowered his voice: "He is very seriously injured and in a very bad condition." We have to get back to our temporary base as soon as possible, where there are enough medicines and some basic medical equipment. ”

Octavir didn't even frown, and stood up directly against the wall: "Then let's go!" ”

Weiss didn't stop her, and judging by the way she looked, he didn't need to help himself at this time. So, he took the lead out of the maintenance passage, probed around, and made sure that there was no trace of enemy activity nearby, and beckoned everyone to hurry on the road—holding a genuine sewer distribution map, and according to the identification number of the fork in the road, it was not difficult to re-determine the location and the route of travel. The way "home" is not far, if you do not take into account the blockade and interception of the enemy and other negative factors, you can reach it in half an hour at most, but the reality is that they have to walk all the way and hide. Although it was already the second half of the night, the Norman army that entered the sewers seemed to be increasing unabated, and they not only formed patrols to pull the net to search, but also built bunkers and machine guns at the forks!

Blocked by the Normans, Octavier fears for the lives of his companions. The enemy has already discovered his lair by sending troops and deploying battle lines here, because it is difficult to succeed for a while due to the stubborn resistance of the federal officers and soldiers, so he will make such a big move?

In the dark sewers, Weiss came to Octavier by feeling and whispered, "If we can't get around, we'll ......"

After a while, her cold voice as usual came from nearby: "I really can't get around, so I have to sacrifice the minority to save the majority." ”

In the darkness, Weiss frowned. Want to pick a soldier or two to attract the attention of the enemy? From a rational point of view, this is a more feasible approach, but from a human point of view, even if these two soldiers go voluntarily, as a commander, such a decision is extremely painful.

Is there no other way? No turnaround at all?

Just as Weiss gritted his teeth, unable to settle down, he suddenly heard a violent explosion in the city, similar to the Norman army that had stormed the defenders in the city a few days earlier. Explosions followed, and the sewers were filled with a roar, and not only the feet were shaking, but also the overhead and the four walls were trembling and shaking, as if the world was about to collapse......

"The counterattack of the federal forces has begun!" Octavir spoke coldly, but even when she uttered the uplifting news, there was no palpable warmth in her voice.

"You knew that before? Or is it a guess? Weiss asked.

Instead of answering directly, she asked, "Does it make a difference whether you know or don't know?" ”

It seems that this is a question that does not need to be explored in depth. Weiss left the goddess Baston and carried a sniper rifle to the end of the fork in the road, leaning against the wall to spy on the movement on the other side of the fork. The Normans were surprised by the bombardment that came from the reverse, and they seemed to be less convinced of the fortification of the sewers of the city, fearing that they would be buried there. After a while, under the orders of the officers, they evacuated the fork on their own, presumably returning to the surface from the nearest maintenance route.

Looking at the sewer fork with no one in the empty sandbag bunker, Weiss made a series of exclamation points in his heart.

There was a turning point in the desperate situation, and Weiss suppressed the urge in his heart, and insisted on squatting with his companions in the deep fork in the road for half an hour longer. Staying calm and patient has proven to be beneficial. After the Norman troops stationed at the fork withdrew, several groups of Normans passed by one after another, as few as twenty or thirty men, and as many as seventy or eighty. If this is a head-on encounter with them, even if the old trick is repeated, with the help of the preset blast point to block the enemy's pursuit, casualties will definitely be indispensable, and the slightest carelessness may end up in the annihilation of the whole army.

The increasingly sparse sound of explosions suggests that the shelling of targets in urban areas is coming to an end. Weiss led his companions through the sewers, which were as empty as the streets of the night, and behind the makeshift Normans' makeshift bunkers, chests of ammunition could be seen from time to time, but they were of little value to them. Along the way, Octavir's badly wounded companion was temporarily unconscious, and they hurried to finally step into the "ring of caution" that had been drawn earlier. Seeing that there were traces of firefighting at the fork here, and there was a scorching smell in the air, Weiss's mood suddenly became heavy. However, as he walked, he found that the fork in front of him was blocked by the collapse, and he knew that this was a ploy by his companion to ward off the enemy, so he felt a little more at ease. The longer the group walked around, the more blocked sewers they encountered, and it seems that the efforts of him and the guard team did not succeed in diverting the attention of the Normans. While they were fighting the enemy in the sewers in the heart of the city, his "lair" was besieged by the Normans.

After walking for a long time, in front of a fork in the road that seemed to be passable, Weiss opened a special vision, saw several green frames on the other side of the fork, knew that they could ignite the fuse of the explosion point at any time out of the need for defense, and decisively shouted: "Guys, I'm Clumber Haisen, and we're back!" ”

A familiar voice followed from the fork in the road: "Captain Clumber-Hazen? Are you really? ”

"Yes, it's us! Our troops launched a counterattack in the city, and the Normans had withdrawn from the sewers. Weiss replied.

The companion on the other side of the fork hesitated for a moment: "This is exciting good news!" Captain! How many people are there over there? If you can, please walk over one by one, keeping a distance from each other! ”

The Normans were very resourceful, and this did not make the Union officers and soldiers suffer, and it became almost an instinct for them to be vigilant. Because he had confirmed the identity of the other party, Wei Stanran responded: "No problem, guys, I can go over alone!" However, there are people on our side who are seriously injured and need to be treated, so you had better send someone to call the paramedics and ask them to bring the surgical instruments. ”

With that, Weiss slung his sniper rifle on his back, spread his hands, and walked unhurriedly into the fork in the road. It's a long, narrow fork in the road, and it doesn't take much explosives to block it, and the same amount of explosives, even if two or three more copies, don't want to blow the passage open again.

The oncoming flashlight beam made him feel very uncomfortable in his eyes, so he simply closed his eyes and walked up. As he walked, someone suddenly came up and hugged him, and his hearty voice shook his ears.

"Heroic and fearless Clumber Haisen! We've been worried about what happened to you and the Defenders, so it's great to see you! That's great! ”

Weiss opened his eyes, and Sergeant Paster's face came into view. Around, all familiar faces reveal sincere expectations.

"Yes, guys, I'm back!" "Believe me, I will continue to bring you victory and honor!" ”

Confirming that the commander in front of him was fake, Sergeant Paster asked eagerly, "Are all the members of the guard squad still alive?" Who was seriously injured? ”

Weiss called out in the direction he was coming from, "Everyone come one by one," and then replied to Sergeant Past's question: "Most of our men are here, and the seriously wounded are the members of the Special Service Brigade, and we met them on the way back, and we fought the Normans. The damned Normans have surrounded this area, and we wouldn't have been able to get in if it weren't for our troops fighting back! ”

"So what do we do next? Trying to join up with our large forces, or to counter their counterattacks behind the enemy's rear? Sergeant Post asked.

Weiss did not seriously consider this question just now, but after the existential crisis was temporarily resolved, he was able to think calmly and conclude: "Act at the opportune opportunity, take advantage of the situation, and repay the pain inflicted on us by the enemy!" ”