It was really unrealistic to sneak into the theater directly, and there was no way to get in touch with the reinforcements from the outside at this time, Weiss thought about it and decided to do it according to the old way: fight snakes and hit seven inches, and control or destroy the enemy's regimental headquarters. He asked the girl about the exact location of the enemy's regimental headquarters, gave some corresponding explanations to the girl, straightened his collar, and walked out with his head held high. The night was getting deeper, and the road was a little cold, and he walked on the road with a brisk walk, because of this "wolf skin", no one was curious or wary of his presence here. In fact, at this point, there were very few pedestrians outside, and there were not as many mobile sentinels as expected. After walking two streets, I saw three or two, and none of them came up to check.

The regimental headquarters that looked like a post office was lit up, but it didn't look like there were too many people busy. Weiss walked up to the sentry box, pulled out his papers, and showed his intentions, and the sentry said to him lukewarmly, "Hey! You're too late, lad. The gentlemen have already gone to the theatre to see the plays. ”

"Sorry, something went wrong with my car on the way." Weiss said, "Can you help?" Call the officers, or let me wait for them here? ”

The sentry looked at Weiss, and said with some reluctance, "Go in!" There is someone in the duty room, you can report it to the officer on duty. ”

The sentry didn't inquire about the situation outside, Weiss was a little surprised, and thought about it, maybe because he was at the regiment headquarters every day, he got more information than those ordinary soldiers outside! Next, he walked into the enemy's regimental headquarters as if he were walking, without worrying about cameras or other electronic alerts. Because in this day and age, these things exist only in fantasy. He walked unhurriedly to the duty room, looked over, and there was only a tall, thin officer writing something there. Weiss handed the letter he had stolen from the low-end communications corps to the officer. In this situation, he was not in a hurry to do it, but started talking to the other party.

"Hmph, strengthen your vigilance, what's the use of just talking about strengthening your vigilance? We are severely understaffed here. Of course, even if we were to double the number of troops, what would we do? The people living here are all old and weak, women and children, and there are very few people who really meet the conditions for conscription, and even if they are given weapons, they can't afford to make any trouble, so is it difficult to guard against the rebels? The Norman officer did not seem to be in a good mood and was full of complaints.

"Rebels? I didn't know there would be rebels in this country. Weiss deliberately clichéd.

The officer was still unwary of him, but he was clearly reluctant to say more about some sensitive matters.

"Alright, soldier, your mission is complete, let's go, don't delay me here!"

Lost time? Weiss smiled in his heart, it was really a little unbearable to kill such a person who was not a threat, but this is the enemy's regimental headquarters, there are telephone and telegraph, and there may be some other ways to communicate with the outside world, how can you get by without doing something?

Looking at this unfortunate fellow, Weiss took out the gun from the holster, but did not open the insurance, but directly slammed the handle of the gun into the back of the man's neck, knocking him unconscious in an instant. Then, Weiss got his hands up, searched for a bunch of keys from the officer, and broke the various wiring here, so that the communication equipment could not function for the time being. After doing all this, he unhurriedly rummaged through the documents in this duty room to see if he could find something valuable. However, so far, he is not very proficient in Norman writing, and he finds it very difficult to read the documents, and it takes a lot of time to find nothing. Worried that the sentry outside the door would be wary, he gathered his things roughly together, left the duty room, and took a quick look at the structure of the building, stopping for a moment in what looked like a possible storage of ordnance and ammunition, and using the set of keys to try to open some of them. There doesn't seem to be a built-in arsenal in this headquarters, only some offices and lounges, and some wine storage, but there is also a relatively complete medical room with all kinds of medical equipment and medicines. If the battle is very intense, it is good to use it as a temporary field hospital.

When Weiss came out in a circle, the sentry was still standing guard at the door.

"Hey, buddy! My mission is done, when are you going to change the guard? ”

"Changing the guard?" The sentry looked at him, "It's two hours away." ”

"Two hours? That's a little bit longer! If you're about to be laid off, I can go find a tavern and have a drink together, I'll treat you! ”

"Tavern?" The sentry looked at Weiss in surprise, "You...... Oh! Your troops were just transferred, so you don't know...... It's a town with everything but no taverns. ”

"Why?" Weiss deliberately made a curious look.

"Because the people here are all relatively special, the elderly, women, and children are the majority, and there are very few people, so it's not interesting to have a tavern. Besides, the above is probably afraid that we will make trouble everywhere when we drink in the tavern, so we can't drink a few decent meals throughout the year. ”

"Then you guys are working so hard!" Weiss pretended to leave the enemy's regimental headquarters, and then went around in a circle, and climbed in through the window that had been left behind. With no time to spare, he carefully examined the room he hadn't entered, and this time found some weapons, apparently used by the guards on a daily basis. Carrying a few grenades, two more Norman rifles, and finding a hidden position near the duty room. Prepare to wait for the Secret Service to attack, and fend off the enemy here.

It took a lot of time to creep around the building, open the key, and just rest for a while, I heard scattered gunshots on the outskirts of the town. As soon as the gunshots rang out, the world quickly became lively. He looked from the window in the direction of the theater and apparently heard gunshots, and the people in the theater began to evacuate, and hundreds of people soon appeared on the streets. The Normans were mixed in, and seemed to be trying to maintain order, and when they saw the sentry at the door, they left the sentry and stood outside the door ready to meet the front.

He slowly picked up his rifle in the dark hallway, the sentry outside the door already in sight. But there was not much point in killing the sentry, he waited quietly, waiting for the Norman officers to come running from a distance, shouting something, the sentry hurriedly walked to the door and called the officer on duty. Weiss still didn't shoot, he waited for the enemy to get closer. Through the light of the street lamp, he vaguely saw that the officers were all lieutenants. This means that they are all only mid-level officers, and the big role of really commanding here has not yet emerged. But these people are over now, and Weiss certainly won't wait for them to come in and find that the officer on duty in the duty room has been killed, and when they are about to step through the gate of the regimental headquarters, he shoots.

Norman bolt-action rifles were much easier to operate than the old Grumman Burning Sticks, and were still very easy to use for veterans like Weiss. At the first shot, he gave the officer who was running in front a head flower; The second shot sent the sentry to Elysium; The third shot hit the officer, who was about to dodge to the side; The fourth shot knocked down another officer of the enemy who had already pulled out his pistol and was about to fire in this direction.

"There are enemies! There are enemies in the command! Recapture the command, soldiers, soldiers, there are enemies! Weiss heard the wounded Norman officer shouting hoarsely. He reloads his bullets unhurriedly, and the grinding of war has long made him bury that compassion deep in his heart. The enemy, in his eyes, is just some humanoid target.

One, two, three, four...... Another magazine was emptied, and the enemy officers outside were silent, Weiss locked the door of the headquarters and quickly ran to the second floor, looking out from the windows in all directions, but whenever he saw an enemy soldier coming, he directly blocked it, even if he only had one person and one shot, he still fought with ease. The Norman soldiers on the other side looked like rookies who didn't have much combat experience, and their reactions were completely different from the old birds on the front line. At first, they concentrated on attacking from the gate, as if trying to settle the battle in waves, but they were beaten by bullets from the second floor and grenades thrown from the second floor. In a short time, they left behind about twenty corpses and withdrew from the battle, and more than half of them lay outside the gate.

Taking advantage of the gap between the enemy's attacks, Weiss went to the room where the guns were stored and carried out a dozen rifles and some bullets, and placed two next to each window, which was not only a suspicious formation, so that the enemy could not figure out how many opponents there were, but also to facilitate shooting and improve the firepower output. The battle paused for a few minutes, more Norman soldiers went on the offensive, and Weiss was really busy. Sometimes, he can hunt enemies like a turkey with just aim, and sometimes he needs to use his special vision to identify vague, looming figures and enemies hiding behind grass and bushes, and then snipe with precision. For the next ten minutes or so, he was alone in the defense of the enemy's regimental headquarters, and the gunfire barely stopped. Fortunately, normal military training has recently resumed, at least there will be no physical exhaustion due to frequent bolt pulls and ammunition loading.

If the battle continues like this, it will become a simple version of the beach-grabbing landing battle, and there is really no technical content to speak of. Of course, Weiss would rather not have technical content than play thrilling and escape from death. But. The Normans outside soon brought in more powerful weapons: at first machine guns, which caused debris to fly all over the window, and if Weiss had not changed the windows in time and constantly fired on the move, it would have been easy for the enemy to suppress the fire. Immediately afterwards, the Normans got grenades and explosives, and the difficulty of the "beachfront landing" was increased from easy to more difficult and extremely difficult. As the pace and mode of the enemy's attack changes, the challenge here becomes a special mode in the glorious mission, the Resident Evil mode. In that mode, the challenger blocks wave after wave of zombies from a closed room, and the further back they go, the faster and more powerful those zombies become, and to hold on as long as possible, it depends not only on courage, but also on skill. In addition to guarding the gates, you also have to watch out for enemy soldiers breaking through the windows, and even the seemingly solid walls can be chiseled by the enemy under certain circumstances......

The Normans attacked from four directions at the same time, and it no longer mattered to Weiss which direction to attack in the main direction and which way to feint. He quickly returned from the second floor to the first floor, by which time the power supply to the building had been cut off, and it was pitch black everywhere. The street lamps outside let in a quiet light through the windows, which made some corners even darker. He chose a corner to squat, and the enemy soldiers were the first to enter through the gate, and they quietly moved in on tiptoe, trying to catch the people inside by surprise, but they didn't know that their every move was under the control of the hunter.

The Normans in front came in, and Weiss was in no hurry to open fire. After a while, a few more followed, rifles in their hands. As you move forward, search as you go, and walk slowly down the corridor. By the time they were halfway there. Weiss deliberately shouted "Spinach!" Note! ”

The Normans were so frightened that they hurriedly prostrated themselves to avoid the attack.

The Norman soldiers in the hallway could lie down on their stomachs, and the Normans who were climbing in through the windows either withdrew or forced their way in. Weiss squinted, taking in the number and location of the enemy, as well as the trend of movement. When the enemy in the middle hallway got up again, he gently rolled a grenade out, and then quickly came to the hallway by the window, where an enemy was about to climb in. He didn't shoot, but rushed forward with an arrow and slammed the butt of his rifle into the man's face. The guy screamed in pain and fell out. Weiss quickly leaned down and ran forward, and the Normans outside fired a few shots at him. He continued to run forward, through the hallway, around the door. After the explosion just now, the middle corridor was filled with smoke, and the two Norman soldiers had just gotten up and staggered out, and Weiss aimed at one of them and fired a shot.

The darkness and smoke of gunpowder made the view so chaotic that the Normans could not figure out where the attackers were, and fired indiscriminately out of fear. Weiss quickly dodged to the side and shouted again, "Spinach! Note! ”

Hearing the shouts of soldiers throwing grenades, the Normans panicked again, but the explosion they expected did not happen. Weiss crept back into the window hallway, where two Norman soldiers crawled through the window again. This time, he did not show mercy to his subordinates, but raised the gun in his hand and shot a very beautiful "sugar gourd".

Weiss then rounded the hallway, peering at the enemy from his previously lurking position. The Normans dragged the wounded out, replenished the new force, and put on a posture of doing a big job. Weiss quietly rolled a grenade, and the Normans panicked as it rolled on the floor with a clanging sound. But they have to lie down again at this time, and their body speed is already a little sluggish. This explosion, there were several more dead and wounded in the corridor, Weiss jumped out of the corner, kept shooting at the living Norman soldiers, and after shooting the bullets in the rifle magazine, he directly threw the gun down, and pulled out the pistol and there was another sudden ...... Empty shells slipped from the air and fell to the floor with a crisp clang. To Weiss, it sounded like a beautiful note, and to the enemy, it sounded like the voice of the Grim Reaper. In this way, Weiss swept the corridor alone, and the surviving Normans had no choice but to drop their grenades, and then drag their undead companions out desperately.