As Manfred thought, after the other three squads stepped on the point, they also all decided that it would not work to attack the target according to the original plan, and the four commanders agreed that the only way to do this was to switch to Plan B.

The decision of the four was quickly transmitted by radio back to the High Command.

Leon read the report submitted by the four people, and after thinking about it, he also approved the proposal to start Plan B, compared to the cost of Plan B, after all, the Ghost Force is more important.

Three days passed in a short period of time, during which the four teams conducted several more preliminary reconnaissances, and the tight defense of the target site made them firm in their previous decision.

At noon, after lunch in the safe house, Manfred and Claire each picked up a large bag and drove to the Paris City Hall.

In the car, Claire was putting the finishing touches on her G41 rifle and said to Manfred, "They're at one o'clock, right?" ”

"If I make a mistake, it's one o'clock." Manfred nodded as he drove, "All the planning headquarters of this operation have been rehearsed in advance, so there shouldn't be any mistakes in that link." ”

"So, what if they don't arrive at one o'clock? So what do we do? Keep waiting? ”

"If it doesn't arrive at one o'clock, we'll hold the target point first, and if they don't arrive until one thirty, we'll retreat according to the predetermined plan." Manfred said lightly, "But this situation should not occur, if this is the case, then we will do our best, and the Yuan will not look for us if he is looking for trouble." ”

"Hmm." Claire nodded.

"There's something wrong with you." Manfred tilted his head, "You've never asked that before, what's wrong today?" ”

"I ......" Claire bit her lip, "I don't know why, I always feel a little uneasy......"

"Uneasy?" Manfred smiled, "What's there to worry about?" The main forces of the French army were on the front line, and the garrison in the city of Paris did not even have 500, and the nearest regimental and above troops from Paris were 50 kilometers away. Who else can threaten us? Police? ”

"I don't know...... Maybe I'm thinking too much. Claire shook her head and began to examine the weapon in her hand intently.

The red Dodge D11 galloped all the way and soon arrived at the door of the town hall.

Coincidentally, the same security personnel they met for the first time were on duty today.

"Hello sir, is there anything I can help you with?" It was the guard who greeted him with a smile on his face.

"I'm going to go in and do something." Manfred poked his head out of the window.

This time he didn't wear makeup, so the guard didn't recognize him.

"Do you have an appointment?" The guard was still smiling.

"Yes, please wait a minute, I'll show you." Manfred said as he looked around, retracting his head after making sure he saw a few familiar faces.

"Oh, it's fine." The guard looked at Manfred's car and frowned slightly, "To be honest, sir, I seem to have seen your car, and there was a middle-aged man driving a car like yours last time." ”

"Really?" "As far as I know, there is more than one car like this in Paris, and if I remember correctly, the vice president of the Left Bank department store also has one." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, that's right, it's the vice president of the department store." The security guard grinned, "But he seems to have just returned from abroad, and he doesn't know that the city hall has to make an appointment." ”

"Really?" Manfred pulled out a bulging bag of papers from his glove box and looked up, "I've found an appointment for you." ”

As he spoke, Manfred beckoned to the guard, motioning for him to come closer.

The guard didn't think much of it, smiled and leaned over, looking at the document bag in Manfred's hand.

"Look, is this the appointment?" Manfred smiled warmly, then pulled a pistol out of his bulging file bag and put it directly at the guard's head.

The guard was stunned for a moment, and before he could react to what was happening, he heard a familiar voice, and then fell completely into darkness.

"Phew!" The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the square.

The other guards in the distance were also stunned when they looked at their companions who flew out with their heads upside down and the smoking muzzles of the windows of the luxury cars.

But Manfred ignored the remaining guards, and drove towards the gate of the city hall with a foot on the accelerator. It wasn't until the citizens in the town hall square screamed and ran in all directions that the guards reacted.

"Stop him! Stop him! A dozen or so guards chased Manfred and them as they pushed through the frantic crowd.

But before they could take a few steps, a dense burst of gunfire rang out behind them.

Conrad and the others took out a folded STG-44 assault rifle from their backpacks, fired at the guards chasing Manfred, knocked five or six of them to the ground, and then skillfully controlled several relatively high and covered places.

"The Gestapo! Eliminate the guards! Clearance Plaza! Build a line of defense! Build a line of defense! "It was not only the Ghost Force who carried out this operation, but also a large number of personnel from the French branch of the Gestapo, including hundreds of members of the French Mobile Task Force.

The history of the Gestapo Mobile Task Force is very deep, as early as the beginning of the Gestapo reform, Lyon and Ludwig gave each branch the power to form independent task forces in order to settle the oldest Gestapo - who only kill people and are not suitable for intelligence missions - and the French Mobile Task Force is an independent task force under the French branch.

The French Mobile Task Force, numbering more than 2,000 men in five brigades, was generally more combat-oriented, not as good as the Gestapo and even the German ace in general, the Ghost Force, but better than the Wehrmacht and SS special forces.

This time, Ghost was accompanied by the first brigade of the French Mobile Task Force, a total of about 500 people, except for a few of them who fought directly with the four teams, most of the rest were scattered around the traffic arteries to create chaos, in order to slow down the support from the police station and the garrison in Paris to each target location, and buy time for the four teams.

After a chaotic shootout, the Town Hall Square was completely controlled by the Mobile Task Force and Conrad and the others, and there were only hundreds of corpses left in the square.

On the other side, Manfred and Claire, who stormed the interior of the town hall, planned to try Plan A and attack the top floor of the municipal building to capture the mayor of Paris alive, but they were forced out of the building by the guards with a numerical advantage before they could even reach the stairs.

"Damn it!" Manfrey rolled out of the town hall door with Claire and a donkey, hiding behind the Dodge D11, "Fuck, there are too many of them!" ”

Claire held the gun, shrunk her neck and said, "Let's wait honestly!" ”

"That's all there is to it! Let's get out and talk to Conrad," Manfred said helplessly, glancing at his watch, "It's almost one o'clock, and we'll blow up these dogs." ”