Although Trode's side had an absolute numerical advantage, it had no choice but to use less than ten guns, so it was in a stalemate with the French patrol team opposite.

"Alicia, Leona, grenade ready." After confirming that both of them were in a throwing state, Trood shouted to the side, "Natle, fire suppression!" ”

The MG34 shoots out projectiles at a rate of 20 rounds per second, and is incapable of fighting back against the rifle on the opposite side.

"It's now, lose!"

The three grenades flew in a parabola of 45°, but because they were being suppressed by fire, no one in the French squad noticed them, and by the time the grenades hit the ground and heard the sound of their fuses burning, it was too late to do anything.

"Boom!" There was a violent explosion from behind the bunker, and several remaining soldiers immediately jumped out, preparing to flee. But they also know that the real Grim Reaper is actually just behind! The four people who fled in the desert were preparing to cross the open space in front of the prisoner of war camp and enter the city for refuge, but they may not have really realized how long the distance of more than 30 meters was.

"Bang!" Before a few people could fully start running, the first one had already fallen, but this could not stop the remaining three from continuing to escape, but their fates were only in order, and there could be no other difference. After that, three more gunshots rang out, and all four, including the first French soldier to fall to the ground, were shot in the chest, and of course all were killed by one shot.

In fact, Vincent communicated with Trode on this point, when Trode was obsessed with the headshot, a shooting mode that sounds cool and explosive, and he said that this will definitely be able to defeat the enemy with one shot, which is a pretty good way to shoot for people who have the opportunity to shoot. However, Vincent doesn't think so, although at this distance just now, it is not too difficult to hit the enemy's head, but the hit rate of the firearm is never 100%, even if you aim it, but if you count the offset of the bullet when it rotates, and even the details such as wind speed and temperature, then the hit or not is not particularly guaranteed to a certain extent. For the sake of insurance, it is wise to choose the upper body that attacks the chest part and stomach with the largest impact area of the human body, but there is more fat on the stomach, and because there are fewer important organs, it is generally not fatal to be hit, so the best place to hit is the chest.

After suppressing the prisoner of war camp area, Trode first asked the unarmed soldiers to pick up the weapons of the fallen French soldiers, and he fired a flare into the sky before running to join Vincent. Trode, who was holding an MP38, used the posture of a 100-meter race, and the wind was blowing under his feet. In just half a minute, the building was in front of him, and Trode looked up to see the cold light reflected off the ZF42 scope on Vincent's Kar-98K sniper rifle. Trode beckoned in that direction, but at this moment

"Whoosh!"

Trood froze in place, just now, just now, Vincent fired a shot in his direction, and the bullet flew past his right ear. The sound of the wind breaking when the bullet passed made him break out in a cold sweat, and his body couldn't move at all, so he had to keep the same movement just now and continue to look at the window where Vincent shot.

"Hey! Don't look at me, don't you even pay attention to the situation left and right? Vincent peeked out of the window and shouted at Trode.

At this time, Trode's body trembled as if it had been electrified, and he turned around stiffly, and found that there was an additional corpse behind him at some point, with a short knife shining with cold light in his hand, and a dark blood-red bullet hole in his head. It turned out to be a headshot by Vincent, which means that the target was quite close to him at that time, and Vincent couldn't aim at his chest, so he could only choose a headshot that was not particularly sure to deal with

Trode felt his body tremble a little, and immediately turned around, and found that it was Vincent's hand on his shoulder, and he smiled at Trode: "Don't be stunned there, we're going to find the big army!" ”

Trode let out a long sigh of relief and asked Vincent, "How long have I been standing here?" ”

Vincent didn't quite understand what he was trying to say, but replied lightly: "How long?" I remember that after I said hello to you up there just now, I ran down to look for you, and I don't think it took too long. ”

Trode felt a chill coming from behind him, although it shouldn't have been long since Vincent came down from the upstairs, but at least he was sure that this period of time would not be a blink of an eye, but he himself was stunned unsuspectingly, and he didn't recover until Vincent came over and touched him, he could only say that fortunately there was no enemy during this time, or he would be like the soldier next to him who had just been shot down by Vincent, lying there and never waking up

Trode bit his lip and took one last look at the corpse lying on the ground, and then followed Vincent to join the army without looking back. He didn't go far when he saw Alicia standing at the door of the prisoner of war camp waving at him, and Trode felt that his heart was not so depressed for a while, and his feet also sped up, and he ran in front of everyone in three steps and two steps. After gathering all the personnel, he coughed a few times and motioned for everyone to be quiet and listen to himself first.

"According to the plan, we are now going to disperse our troops, create chaos in the city, and create opportunities for the attacking forces on the periphery. I've already fired flares when I occupied this place before, and the armored forces on the periphery should be gathering now, and the city will be stormed soon. Trode paused, and then looked around at the soldiers in front of him, their faces were firm, they couldn't see what they were thinking, but their eyes were burning with endless anger, Trode nodded with satisfaction and said: "Now that the torches have been lit, all that remains is to set fire among the enemies, and I just want to say one thing to you about specific matters - to ensure your own safety first." ”

Trood took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's do it now."

He was answered by the loud shouts of everyone in unison: "Beginnt-die-schlacht!" ”