The soldiers moved quickly, and immediately after receiving the Major's order, they began to escort one worker after another from their respective stations to the open space outside the factory.

The sabotage that took place right under their noses was like a slap in the face, smashing their pride in being a member of the Wehrmacht.

Annoyed and angry, their actions to escort these "culprits" were naturally not light, and a hard push on the shoulder was considered light.

The steel workers who were escorted because they did manual work all year round and their temper belonged to the kind of straight-going type, and they naturally did not swallow their anger when they were pushed too much by the soldiers, and constantly twisted their bodies from side to side to resist the touch of the soldiers, and did not cooperate with the escort.

If this side did not cooperate with the escort, the soldiers pushed harder, and the two sides fell into a dead circle after coming and going.

Finally, a young German soldier couldn't take it anymore, he shouted "damn Belgians" and raised his gun, slamming the butt of a gun into the back of a worker in front of him, knocking him to the ground.

Several other workers on the side saw that the workers were smashed to the ground, and new and old hatreds surged into their hearts, and they no longer cared about what the German soldiers were holding in their hands, and went up to hammer with the soldiers.

The soldiers did not expect the unarmed workers to dare to resist them, and before they could react, they were pushed to the ground by several people and beaten hard.

A few German soldiers not far away heard the commotion and turned around, and at a glance saw their companions being pressed to the ground by several Belgians.

"Shit!" They hurriedly pushed away a few Belgians who were in the way, rushed to the side of several people who were in the way, and pulled their comrades out.

"Fick dich (fuck you)! Fick dich！ The soldier who was pulled out was bruised and swollen and cursed angrily in German.

"Rubbish! What are you without a gun? Bah! One of the workers involved in the brawl got up from the ground, spat on a contemptuous face, and taunted in German.

"Really?! Well? Is it?! The soldier completely broke out, he turned around and picked up the G41 rifle that had been thrown aside from the ground, raised the gun while shouting, pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger continuously at the worker without hesitation!

The 10 rounds of 7.92mm Mauser rifle rounds in the chamber were quickly fired by the soldiers, and the worker who taunted him was directly beaten into a colander.

And these 10 rounds are 7.92mm full-power bullets, and each bullet has a full 3.01g charge!

So not only was the worker's body beaten into mud, but several workers who were watching the play were also hit by bullets that passed through, killing and wounding.

The empty magazine jumped out of the chamber of the gun and fell to the ground with a crisp "ding" sound.

Everyone at the scene looked at the hideous-looking soldier with a rifle and was stunned.

After a long time, some Belgian worker shouted "God! The Germans are crazy! ", pulling everyone out of the shock.

Immediately after the shock, the scene was thrown into chaos, with hundreds of Belgians fleeing in all directions trying to leave the factory, and dozens of Wehrmacht soldiers being forced to retreat by the frantic crowd.

Seeing that the workers were about to rush out of the factory area, he had been trying his best to keep the scene stable, and the major who wanted to squeeze through the crowd to shoot the scene couldn't help but be angry, he turned around and squeezed out of the crowd and walked to a high ground, fired several shots into the air with a pistol, and shouted: "Stop!" ”

However, the scene is full of workers with fearful faces, who will listen to him? The workers still rushed towards the exit.

“Fick!” The Major cursed, then nodded to the Wehrmacht soldiers lying on their stomachs, motioning for them to fire.

The soldiers nodded in response, then pulled the bolt of their guns and pulled the trigger towards the crowd.

If one MG42 can barely hear the sound of firing intervals, then the four MG42 machine guns firing together can not hear anything else at all except for the sound of "hiss~".

It can only be said that the German soldiers were still very humane, and the four shooters only pulled the trigger for less than two seconds and sent their hands away, but in less than two seconds, the four MG42s with a rate of fire of 1500 rounds per minute still projected 200 rounds into the crowd and sent dozens of workers who rushed to the front to heaven.

The opening of MG42 finally put a stop to the commotion, and the remaining workers saw the blood and corpses on the ground, and finally remembered the fear that Northland had dominated in the first place.

"Why do you have to force me to kill?" The major said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and shook his head as he pretended to be pity.

As he spoke, he jumped off the high ground, walked to the crowd with a pistol, pulled out a worker, and asked softly with a smile on his face, "Are you willing to cooperate with us now?" ”

"Yes, yes......" The worker who was pulled out shook like chaff in fright.

"Good!" The Major shoved the frightened worker back into the crowd, then looked at everyone and asked in a loud voice, "I just want to ask a few simple questions, that's all......"

"As you all know, it's not very peaceful in the factory today, and one of you has put a small firecracker on an important piece of equipment, causing a loss of 20 million marks to the Empire......" The Major played with his pistol and said slowly, "As for me, I don't want to blame everyone, let everyone be punished together, I just want to know who set this firecracker, someone said it, then everyone can go back to work, and I will treat it as if nothing happened...... What do you think? ”

After saying that, he grabbed the pistol that had been turning in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the worker in front of him.

When the workers heard this, they all looked at each other, but none of them came forward.

After a long time, the major sighed and said, "Why? Forget it, I'll ask for myself. ”

With that, he walked to the crowd again, took one out of front of him, dragged it to the crowd, put his head against him and asked, "You know what?" Well? Who planted the bomb? ”

"No...... I don't know......" said the worker shaking his head with a shudder.

"Phew!" Without hesitation, the Major shot him in the head, then let go of the gradually cooling corpse to collapse on the ground, walked into the crowd and pulled out one more, asking the same question.

"What about you? Any idea who put it? ”

"No...... I don't know...... Please don't kill me......" The worker's frightened face was distorted.

"Phew!" Another crisp gunshot, clean and clean.

"What about you? Do you know? ”

"Phew!"

After killing more than a dozen people in succession, someone in the crowd finally shouted and stopped the major's killing.

"Don't kill it!"

"Oh?" The major threw down a worker who was frightened and incontinent in his hand, and looked at the speaker with interest, "Is that you?" ”

"Yes......" the worker's chest rose and fell violently.

"Warriors......" Eli, with his head bowed to the side, peeked at the person who spoke.

"It's him!" The worker suddenly pointed at Eli.

"I ......" Eli was completely blinded.