Security for big people has always been a tricky job.

The Germans, of course, were no exception.

For bigwigs like Ludendorff, in addition to Ludendorff's guards, there is also a department dedicated to collecting peripheral intelligence.

Of course, all security is preventive, and this kind of passive defense is certainly a good opportunity to take advantage of, especially if there are insiders working together.

In fact, when all the preliminary work is completed, it doesn't matter who will fire the last shot, in the era when there is a scope to assist, as long as it is almost basic, it can basically complete a sniper of five or six hundred meters.

After all, it's not thousands of meters at every turn, and the requirements are not so high.

But in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Qin Zhiyuan still chose a top gunner like McTavish.

The top gunslinger is truly extraordinary.

After McTavish fired, barely looking through the scope to see if it hit, he threw two grenades directly down, and then began to climb quickly up the prepared rope.

McTavish was confident enough that Ludendorff was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

One shot is fatal, this is the reason why Qin Zhiyuan chose McTavish in the list of hundreds of people.

As soon as the gunshots were remembered, the three German soldiers under the cliff seemed to be stunned in disbelief, and did not react for several seconds.

By the time he could react, the loyal and brave black back had already come to the middle of the three German soldiers with a grenade emitting green smoke in his mouth.

What a cheat!

Rumble......

Violent explosions rang out, smoke filled the air, shrapnel raged, and rubble flew everywhere.

Three German soldiers were either killed or wounded.

As with the shot he had just fired, McTavish was still unsure of his record, and quickly climbed up the rope.

Climb to the top of the mountain, climb over this mountain, and there is a vast mountain range, and McTavish is sure to escape.

The cliff where McTavish lurked was only forty or fifty meters from the top of the mountain, and at McTavish's speed, he could definitely climb it in a minute.

But it was this short minute that the German soldiers who were looking around for a sniper point had already noticed it.

Even if the gunfire was not noticeable, the violent explosion just now was enough to point the German soldiers in the right direction.

Soon, German soldiers on motorcycles chased them out of the barracks and galloped in the direction of the cliff.

At the same time, the heavy machine guns in the pillbox at the entrance of the German headquarters also began to fire, and the target was McTavish, who was already climbing to the top of the mountain.

Those who are qualified to serve as Ludendorff's guards must be the elite of the elite, and many of them are not even below McTavish in terms of comprehensive quality, in this case, it is indeed very difficult for McTavish to escape.

Even the machine gunners in the bunker at the entrance were elite, and the distance was less than six hundred meters, but the bullets fired from the MG08 heavy machine gun hit McTavish right around him, and the debris from the bullet head even hit McTavish in the face.

Those MG08s are not equipped with scopes, and the quality of the machine gunner can be seen.

That is, the German soldiers wanted to catch it alive, otherwise don't look at this short ten seconds, and a few McTavish will not be able to escape.

Soon, McTavish climbed to the top of the mountain, climbed over the hill with his hands and feet, and disappeared on the other side of the mountain.

The pursuing German soldiers had already reached the bottom of the cliff.

So the chase was staged in the mountains.

Ludendorff's loyal guards vow to catch them alive, to find out who is behind them, and to avenge their gods.

McTavish is a good sniper, and it is no problem to escape, even in prison, McTavish has never stopped exercising, if the German soldiers want to kill McTavish, then McTavish must have died countless times, but it is not easy to capture McTavish alive, in the mountains, McTavish is more flexible than a monkey.

After all, the Germans were outnumbered, and they could pursue McTavish in batches and without stopping, so that McTavish was exhausted and had no time to rest, and finally could only be captured.

McTavish understood the consequences of this, so at the corner of the mountain road, next to the cliff, McTavish would try to set traps to slow down the pace of his pursuers.

The backpack that McTavish took from the foot of the mountain had some tools in it that could be used, and there weren't many of them, and there was always a time when they ran out.

So after escaping about 10 kilometers, McTavish finally couldn't run anymore and was surrounded in a cave.

It is actually less than 30 kilometers from Laon.

And Laon, which is still garrisoned by the troops of the Foreign Legion.

But it's these 30 kilometers, just a stone's throw away.

McTavish had a pistol with only one cartridge in it, 8 rounds.

McTavish double-checked all the bullets, took out one and set it aside, thinking about it and stuffing it into the magazine.

Even if he was captured, McTavish was determined to live.

You must insist on living, just to see that figure again.

"Man, listen, you have no escape, laying down your arms and surrendering is your only option, you are still young, there is no need to send your life to this unknown cave, come out, I can promise to give you treatment commensurate with your status, if you confess who instructed you, then you may get something ......for it"

Outside the cave, there was an intermittent sound of persuasion, and it was repeated back and forth in multiple languages.

McTavish ignored it, looking carefully for other passages in the cave that led to something else.

Soon, McTavish was in complete despair, it was a dead end, and there was no fork in the road.

While the Germans were persuaded to surrender, the Germans did not give up the armed attack, and a commando team of six men was soon formed, who would break through by force and capture McTavish as hard as possible.

True, the order "must be captured alive" has been replaced by "as far as possible", that is, from now on there is no guarantee of McTavish's life.

When all preparations were in place, the assault team went on the offensive.

By this time, the sky had begun to darken, and if he did not attack, when night fell, Mactavish's hope of escape would be greatly increased, which was why the German order was changed.

It's good to be able to capture it alive, but if you can't catch it, it's an explanation to shoot it on the spot.

Inside the cave, McTavish did everything he could to make a trap and prepare for a final resistance.

The cave is still quite deep, with complex terrain and rocky rocks, which gives McTavish a chance.

Even the German commandos were skilled in McTavish's traps, as they were more proficient in frontal combat and were not good at these tricks.

The German commandos were cautious enough, but at one corner, they were still plotted, and a large stone was diagonally above them, cleverly held against it with a small wooden stick, which would break at any moment if it encountered an external force, and then the stone would roll down.

The commandos were not prepared for such a trap, so the stone was hit by one of the careless commandos, and a loud bang was heard, and the large rock rolled down against the commandos.

The commandos were unable to dodge, two commandos died with brains splashed, and one had his leg broken.

The remaining three commandos were in a state of astonishment, and McTavish dodged out less than ten meters in front of them, half-kneeling on the ground and starting to shoot one by one with his pistol.

Slap, slap, slap......

The sound of the pistol was crisp and pleasant, echoing back and forth in the narrow cave, but it sounded so heartbreaking.

Two commandos were caught off guard and fell to the ground.

The German commandos were also battle-hardened, and the last commando immediately raised his gun to fight back.

Click......

Tongues of fire erupted, and the chain of orange warheads swirled towards McTavish.

The German commandos were armed with the Berkman MP18 submachine gun, which was not very powerful in the field, but in the cramped room, it was simply a spiriting flag.

"Uh......" McTavish let out a muffled grunt of pain as he was thrust into the stone wall behind him by bullets.

Even when he was shot, McTavish did not stop shooting.

Smack, smack...... Click

The gunfire was still crisp, but before the last bullet was fired, the last German commando was knocked out.

Perhaps hearing the sound of the firing pin hitting the air, the German soldier with the broken leg turned back and shouted, and then, despite the fact that one leg was no longer able to exert force, he bounced up and threw McTavish to the ground, who was trying to pick up the gun.

So the two of them rolled and fought on the ground, fists to the flesh, and did everything, trying to kill each other.

The German commando broke a leg, and his strength was greatly reduced due to his inability to exert his strength.

McTavish has been chased for more than ten kilometers, and his physical strength has been exhausted, and this is the last remaining bravery.

The two sides turned out to be evenly matched.

The narrow cave echoed with heavy wheezing and roaring when exerting force, mixed with muffled grunts of pain, entangled with each other for a long time.

Outside the cave, more than 20 German soldiers surrounded the entrance of the cave in a semicircle, as if they had not heard the sound of fighting in the cave just now, and they were quietly surrounding the entrance of the cave.

After half an hour, a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, the man fell directly to the ground without any movement.

The man's clothes were German uniforms.

This person is McTavish, and the reason why he delayed for so long was that the German commando was really difficult to deal with, and on the other hand, he wanted to change his clothes so that he could hide from the world.

An officer wearing the rank of second lieutenant had a complicated expression and made a gesture to the people around him, several soldiers cautiously approached, two people drove the wounded man who was lying at the entrance of the cave to the outside, and several soldiers cautiously searched the cave.

Three-step, two-step, one-step......

Seeing that he was about to pass by, McTavish secretly rejoiced in his heart, after passing this level, he could escape again, and it was already night, and McTavish was sure enough to disappear into the mountains.

Just as he was about to pass by, the second lieutenant patted McTavish on the shoulder.

For a moment, McTavish felt like his heart was going to jump out.

"Lao Mai, hard work!" The second lieutenant leaned into McTavish's ear and whispered.

Chinese, this is actually Chinese.

Mactavish, who had attended Chinese language training in Corsica, could certainly understand this sentence, especially the phrase "Lao Mai", which was really unprecedentedly kind.

On July 20, Ludendorff was sniped from a distance, using a Type 98B rifle manufactured at the Mauser factory in Germany.

I'm afraid Ludendorff could not have imagined that he would die under a rifle produced by the Germans.

Of course, what Ludendorff didn't expect was that it was a German who planned his murder and was a member of the royal family.

After hearing the news, Qin Zhiyuan sat alone in the command headquarters and did not go out for a whole day.

Ludendorff was supposed to die in 1937, but now he died in 1918, which shows that in this time and space, some things that Qin Zhiyuan was very familiar with may not happen, and some of Qin Zhiyuan's once thunderous names may not appear.

Everything is a new beginning.

After hearing the news of Ludendorff's assassination, Paris and London were thrown into a revelry, and almost everyone poured into the streets to cheer up the news.

According to statistics, alcohol sales in Paris quadrupled compared to normal on that day.

When the news reached Berlin, it is said that Wilhelm II stood indifferent for an hour, then summoned cabinet ministers to announce Ludendorff's death, and then ordered Ludendorff's coffin to be transported back to Berlin for burial under the understanding of a state funeral.

There was also gossip that Wilhelm II was very happy in the palace that night, and he drank a rare wine, and then fell asleep with a pleasant mood.

(To be continued.) )