The fighting continued in the town, and after the M2 and the snipers were taken out by me, the Allied soldiers managed to capture most of the town. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the town, artillery still rumbled, and the final victory of this encounter still depends on the tank battle outside.

Lurking in the attic of a dwelling, he watched the fierce battle below, and found no other recruiters. It is estimated that it has either been evacuated or died, or it is hidden deeper.

The air battle in the sky continued, and the immature tactical maneuvers of the two sides were unsightly. After a few years of air warfare, there are not many experienced pilots left, whether in Germany or other European countries.

Several German No. 3 Tank assault guns drove into the town, and the tank battle was over, and it was clear that the Germans had won.

The British and American troops in the town began to withdraw, and I tragically found that my position seemed too far forward, and the downstairs was already full of German infantry.

None of the German soldiers who were burying their heads noticed the movement above their heads, and the Germans who were searching the room would be discovered sooner or later, so I had to venture out of the window and onto the roof.

There is a raised window on the roof that lets in light, and the angle between the window and the roof is just right for me to hide.

The Germans did not stay in the town for long, and the Allies were still sending soldiers through the beach, and they would soon attack it again.

When night came, the roof temperature was very low, and I wanted to sneak back to the attic to rest at night, but a German staff officer also took a fancy to the attic.

A few guards were busy cleaning up the room, and the staff officer who had grabbed the territory was holding a bowl of coffee and looking at the oil paintings on the wall. It was a sunflower, and it looked old, but unfortunately there was a bullet hole in the middle, and the painting was worthless.

"Your Excellency Major, this is a telegram from the General!"

A correspondent handed a document to the staff officer, and when the art was interrupted, the major was annoyed, snatched the document and walked to the desk that had just been placed.

"These Italian noodles, I really don't understand why the Führer would pull them into the chariot!"

The major was agitated, and it looked as if their Italian allies were in trouble again.

"Fian!"

"Your Excellency Major"

A Young SS officer walked in, standing respectfully and solemnly.

"Tell the troops to get ready, and start on time at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Your Excellency Major, what about our mission?"

"There's no need to defend here, the spaghetti has ceded our left wing to the Yankees"

"Okay"

The SS officer saluted and turned away, ready to carry out the order.

"By the way, call Emma over"

"Yes, Your Excellency Major"

The SS officer did not look back in agreement, and I could see from me that his face was full of disdain.

I was a little curious, and my gut told me there was definitely something going on here.

Ten minutes later, a young woman walked into the room, and the staff officer of the major saw a lewd smile on the back of the visitor.

"Oh, my darling, come here!"

The major monkey hurriedly walked over, hugged the fiery delicate body, and a pair of big furry hands swam restlessly.

"Oh, Louis don't do that"

The girl smiled coquettishly, and instead of resisting, she squeezed herself into the major's chest.

I hung upside down from the window and quietly enjoyed the performance, and the live-action mode was much more exciting than what I used to watch on the computer. It's just hanging upside down all the time, and all the blood is pouring up on the head, which is very uncomfortable.

Back on the roof lying on the cold tiles, the sound of "fighting" below became louder and louder, and the guards outside the room were embarrassed to put the sentry farther away.

This staff officer subverted the stereotype of the German staff officer in my mind, and this guy was definitely an outlier among the staff officers, which would explain the intriguing expression of the SS officer.

I feel sorry for the woman, who is supposed to be a native Frenchman, who should not have known the news of the imminent withdrawal of the German army, and who is still dreaming of her own sweet dreams.

In the second half of the night, there was no movement in the room, and I had to admire the physical strength of this staff officer with gray hair.

Sneaking out onto the balcony, opening the window and entering the room, two tired people hugged each other and slept soundly.

I walked over and teased the staff officer's nostrils with the girl's hair, feeling discomfort, and the staff officer opened his eyes.

The dark shadow in front of him startled him, and he opened his mouth to shout, but I covered his mouth and cut off his trachea with a bayonet.

The struggling staff officer woke up the French girl, and the warm blood sprayed her face, and she fainted directly, which saved me a lot of trouble.

I tied the girl, gagged her, and carried her downstairs. There are no guards in the whole house, and it seems that the major, an old pervert, still doesn't like people to listen to the live broadcast.

I put the girl in the back garden and untied the ties, if the Germans found the body of the major, this woman would definitely not live, I hope he will wake up wisely and leave this place of right and wrong.

I couldn't stay in the house anymore, so I climbed over the fence and entered the other family's room, where I also hid on the roof and waited for the next morning's show.

I estimate that the Allies will have to arrive here after 9 a.m. at the earliest, and the assassination of the German commanders should allow some time to create an opportunity for the Allies.

Just after 6 a.m., I was awakened by the sound of the German build-up. The SS officer wandered anxiously outside the house last night, trying to go in and urging with some apprehension.

“fuck！ This damn old bastard! ”

This officer's swearing caught my attention, a person who generally subconsciously uses his native language when he is emotional, and this German SS officer who is actually cursing in English can only be an identity - a draftee!

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them, and surprises always appear in inadvertent moments.

I aimed at the officer, intending to snipe him, and there was not a single German soldier near his current position.

Just as I was about to open fire, a German armored transport vehicle came running and a group of German non-commissioned officers came down and surrounded my target.

"Sir! The Yankees' tank troops are coming, and the blocking troops in front are almost unstoppable! ”

"Sir! Where did Your Excellency Major go? ”

"Sir, we must retreat!"

The frustrated SS officer kicked open the door, he couldn't care so much!

A group of officers burst into the house, followed by a shout of surprise and angry yelling, and they found the severed body of the major.

"Woo~" "Boom! ”

A shell landed on the street in front of the house, and the group of non-commissioned officers hurried out carrying the body of the major. A dense exchange of fire was heard in the distance, and the SS officer's face was cloudy, and finally he had to give the order to evacuate.

The transporter had limited space, so the SS officer did not get into the car, but grabbed the handrail and hung it on the car. While retreating with the transport vehicle, he beckoned the German troops who came out of the houses one after another to follow.

I aimed at his back, took a deep breath, cleared out distractions, and pulled the trigger!

"Bang!"

Ignoring the panicked Germans, I immediately jumped off the roof, grabbed the road and ran.

"Brother Clan's mission objective has been achieved, and everyone has started teleporting!"