Mawson's heart sank suddenly, the other party spoke German, and his identity was self-evident. He raised his hands and replied in a harsh voice, "Don't be impulsive, I'm just ......"

Boom!

He stumbled, and he was kicked from behind and knocked to the ground.

"Get on your knees!"

Along with the word, there was a sound of a bolt pulling. Mawson's scalp was swollen, in his previous life he had seen some information about the execution of civilians by ** soldiers, similar to his current situation, first let the other party kneel, and then shoot from behind. As soon as his knees touched the ground, bullets from behind would pass through his skull, blasting his head into a puddle of rotten watermelons.

He felt his neck stiffen, and death seemed to crawl down his spine to his ear, ready to swallow him whole.

"Hey, are you crazy? At this time, the shooting is trying to attract everyone? In one of the rooms in the courtyard, a German soldier opened the door and shouted.

"Man, don't be nervous, there's gunfire all around here, and no one will find out." A flirtatious voice came from behind Mawson, "Okay, since you insist, then come over and do a favor, and when we finish solving this guy, we will have fun and continue to look for it." ”

Mo Sen half-squatted and quickly glanced in the direction of the courtyard, and a young man with a green face walked crookedly with a gun on his shoulder and a belt around his waist.

Through the half-hidden door behind him, Mawson saw a startlingly white greasy. German soldiers during World War II were highly disciplined and well-trained.

But the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and these two guys have obviously just joined the army, and they have taken advantage of the sweep to do a good job, but they also understand the stakes of each, and they are afraid that the shooting will attract the attention of others.

"Hold this kid down, I'm going to smash his head." The voice behind Mawson said cruelly, and as he spoke, he stepped forward and put the gun in his hand against Mawson, signaling him not to move.

"Whew...... Inhale, exhale...... Suck! ”

Under the life-and-death crisis, Mawson's breath was short, his face was swollen and red, and he forced himself to calm down and try to find a glimmer of life.

"Ahh

Just then, a scream came from the room, and a woman in ragged clothes banged open the door and ran in the direction of the town.

"Damn! Can't let her run away! ”

Hearing this scream, the young soldier who walked to Mawson's side turned his head in the direction from which the voice came, and the man standing behind Mawson at this time, the muzzle of the gun moved away from Mawson's body, as if intending to shoot the running woman to death.

Between the lightning and flint, Mawson's head was hot, and a beastly roar came out of his mouth, and his feet grabbed the ground and twisted his waist to his back.

As soon as the muzzle of the soldier's gun was removed, before he could aim and pull the trigger, he saw the man in front of him roar violently and hit his head. He stepped back unhurriedly, closing the distance between him and Mawson, while the muzzle of the gun hung slightly towards the guy in front of him.

With the distance between him and Mawson, after taking half a step back, Mawson's arm could not hit him no matter what. But just as he was about to pull the trigger, there was a flower in front of him, and a strange round shield appeared in the hand of the person in front of him, and in his stunned gaze, the sharp edge of the round shield hit his cheek fiercely.

"Tubu!"

The bullet in the chamber of the gun swept away from Mawson's body, and the woman running in front of him was knocked to the ground under the crooked blow, and at this time, the German soldier also let go of his hand because of the pain in his face, and the submachine gun flew out of his hand.

The vibranium shield was already extremely hard and extremely thin at the edges, and at the moment of life and death, when Mosen wielded it with all his might, it smashed into the mouth of the German soldier at once, knocking the opponent's full mouth of teeth to pieces.

The soldier spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

At this time, after hearing the sound, the young soldier standing beside Mawson also came to his senses and hurriedly pulled the submachine gun on his shoulder. At this distance, if the other party fired first, there was no chance that he would survive, he stared at the scarlet eyes, roared angrily, and slammed the shield on his chest.

Boom!

The German soldier fell on his back, and Mawson pounced on the opponent, holding the edge of the shield with both hands, and smashed it into the opponent's cheek frantically!

Burst! Poof!

At first, the other party struggled once or twice, but under the smashing of Mawson's mad tiger, he soon lost his ability to resist, and his face was smashed by the sharp edge of the shield, and scarlet blood mixed with cloudy white brains flowed all over the ground.

Stimulated by the shadow of death, Mawsen did not stop after the German soldier lost his life, until he smashed the opponent's entire head into a mess of mud and was completely indistinguishable in the mud, and he stopped out of breath.

"Goo...... Mutter! ”

There was a strange noise beside him, and Mawson looked back to see the soldier who had just fallen to the ground, struggling to get up with a mouth full of blood. The action-pumping Mawson became frantic again, drawing a saber from the corpse beneath him, and Mawson stepped forward and threw the soldier to the ground, stabbing the saber in his neck hard.

The other party twitched twice, and the divine light in his eyes dissipated and was completely silent.

For the rest of his life, Mawson only felt his scalp tingle, and a deep exhaustion welled up from his body. In just a few ups and downs, he had done his best, and now his hands were trembling, and he couldn't even hold the shield.

And at this moment, the ease that is characteristic of tourists completely disappears, and the blood and corpses around him are all reminding Mawson that this is a real world, and he is here, and he may die anytime and anywhere.

If he dies here, he doesn't believe that the so-called Chrono Express Company will make it happen all over again, like a game saves.

At this time, a message appropriately emerged from the group of information he had absorbed before: There is only one life, and death represents the end! ”

"Fuck your employee handbook!" Rummaging through the information in his mind, Mawson scolded irritably.

At this moment, there was a sound of assembly horns in the town center square, and Mawson panicked at first, and then calmed down.

Norway in 1942, if he remembers correctly, was completely occupied by the Germans at this time, and it was impossible to leave Norway through regular channels.

Looking at the half-new military uniform on the ground, Mawson hesitated. Do you want to escape at night, or do you temporarily pretend to be German soldiers and blend in with the crowd?

The voice became more and more urgent, and Mawson gritted his teeth and hid the two corpses, changed into the bloodless military uniform, and ran towards the town center square after sorting out his equipment.

Next, it's just a fight.

The Red Skull seemed to be in a hurry to return to the base camp to study the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, so the finishing touches were rather sloppy, and finally dropped a few shells and evacuated.

Mawson blended in with the crowd, looking at the purgatory-like scene behind him and quietly retracted his gaze.

Next, he has to find a way to get out of Norway, and Steven is still waiting for him in New York!