Chapter 929: Bloody Battle at Bright Summit

When the "wilderness grey" below crossed the bridge and the vanguard had already hidden behind the temporary shelter, the rest ran and charged within 80 meters.

A huge crowd poured into the Berlin City Palace from various entrances.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding a cigar in his mouth, and lazily threw all the Star Moon M1908 grenades below from the top of the palace.

Boom boom boom...

Ta ta ta ta...

No one retreated.

More than 30 Maxim positions below fired at the roof at the same time to suppress it.

The palace glass shattered, and the people below covered their heads to avoid the glass shards.

Zhao Chuanxin set up the rain pear blossom needle at the north corner 50 meters behind the dome, and ran to the easternmost side to set up the Maxim.

Finally, he came to the entrance of Guangmingding and waited for the rabbit.

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In the Bavarian office in Berlin, 500 meters away from St. Hedwig's Cathedral and one kilometer away from the Berlin City Palace, August Victoria was persuading William II.

"Dear, apologize to him, just a word can avoid bloodshed. We can't fight a monster who has lived for three thousand years."

"Nonsense!" William II didn't believe it at all, thinking that August Victoria was talking nonsense: "What three thousand year old monster, he is just an ordinary person, with flesh and blood, he will die. If you don't believe it, just watch. No one can survive under the strength of our German division, not even Zhao Chuanxin."

August Victoria said earnestly: "Even if you can win the final victory, how many people will be willing to die?"

William II said arrogantly: "It is worth it to let the residents of Berlin see the strength of our army. . ”

August Victoria thought of what happened last night, and she said: "I saw him roast beef without flames, he could capture objects from a distance, he only needed to stretch out his hands, and he had endless weapons, all of which I saw with my own eyes. ”

William II smiled: "If this can win the war, then the circus clowns have already occupied the world. He can only scare you women. And this, this is a man's war, he will be exposed in this battle. What god of war, it's ridiculous, Leopold doesn't dare to call himself a god of war, what is he?"

Seeing that William II was unmoved, August Victoria could not continue to persuade him, and could only wait anxiously for the results of the battle.

At this time, dense gunfire was heard from afar.

…

Zhao Chuanxin was waiting outside the dome.

The German army marched through the Berlin City Palace, strictly checking every room, and finally got stuck at the stairs leading to the Bright Summit.

Obviously, if Zhao Chuanxin was not in the castle, Zhao Chuanxin must have gone to the roof.

Sure enough, when the first German soldier showed up.

Bang.

Fall!

The remaining people retreated after a commotion.

"Use the steel plate to push forward."

The 3mm thick steel plate weighed 25 kilograms, and one person pushed forward.

Bang.

The .280 pointed bullet of the M1908 failed to penetrate the steel plate and got stuck on it.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his throwing knife without thinking and threw it.

Swish!

The 3mm steel plate could not protect against the light blade of the throwing knife. The throwing knife cut through the steel plate, scratched off a finger of the German soldier, and cut a curled cut on his cheek.

"Ah..."

Zhao Chuanxin threw another throwing knife upwards, hitting the wall and ricocheting to activate the light blade rune fragment.

Swish!

When the shield fell, Zhao Chuanxin fired with the God of War M1907.

Bang, bang, bang...

The vanguard suffered heavy casualties.

Their response strategy was to throw bombs.

In view of Zhao Chuanxin's previous experience of kicking the grenade back, they learned their lesson this time, and the grenade they threw exploded as soon as it landed.

On his way back, Zhao Chuanxin was pushed by the air wave, breaking the glass and falling on the rooftop.

The diversity of weapons made Zhao Chuanxin no longer able to return to his past days of recklessness. He might really get hurt if he didn't wear armor.

The grenadiers with extraordinary strength threw grenades one after another.

The windows of Guangmingding were cracked by shrapnel and air waves.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Winchester M1897, pulled the trigger, and just kept sliding the module to produce automatic effects.

Boom boom boom...

The German soldiers who had just climbed up were shot into a sieve by the shotgun. The beautiful field gray uniforms were full of small holes made by bullets. The oval bloodstains were connected after they seeped out. It was better to die than to live.

The German soldiers got angry and threw grenades blindly.

Boom boom boom...

If they were still human, they would have to flee in all directions.

However, Zhao Chuanxin was an exception.

He squatted behind the wall outside the dome window. When the explosion stopped, the light spot on the demon's foresight goggles began to move. He took out the Mosin-Nagant revolver and emptied six bullets in the blink of an eye.

Where had the German soldiers who thought they could bravely enter Guangmingding with the cover of the grenadiers seen such American Iai?

After the Mosin-Nagant was empty, Xingyue recalled the throwing knives and turned on the light blade mode.

Under the effect of the fragments of the order rune, the two throwing knives spiraled up from the stairs with blood flowers all the way, and the German soldiers along the way suffered, and finally flew back to the scabbard.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin sat on the window sill, holding the Xingyue M1909 light machine gun and firing at the stairs.

Bullets hitting the human body are like stones hitting the water, and blood flowers splatter.

"Ah..."

In the first round of charge, the German army was defeated.

The retreating German commander counted the manpower: "We have 36 deaths and 14 injuries."

A round of attack was fruitless, with 50 deaths and injuries, is it okay?

"Maxim, we need Maxim."

Outside, Heinz Wilhelm Guderian, a trainee officer of the 10th Hanoverian Light Infantry Battalion, said to Hans von Plessen: "Sir, Zhao Chuanxin is blocking the dome. We can't attack it. We need to call in hot air balloons to attack from top to bottom, otherwise we have to fire."

It is impossible to fire. Hans von Plessen, the top lackey of William II, knows that firing at this time is no less than slapping the emperor in the face.

He still attaches great importance to Heinz Wilhelm Guderian's opinion: "Go and call in a hot air balloon, bring grenadiers and sharpshooters."

Hot air balloons have been used before the Franco-Prussian War.

There is a problem with hot air balloons. Its round and thick body can easily be disturbed by the wind and twisted.

Germany was the first to solve this problem and developed kite balloons, that is, long strip balloons, at the end of the last century.

German troops in the Berlin City Palace wait for air support.

On the roof of St. Hedwig's Cathedral, Leopold Maximian saw the hot air balloon take off. He said to Bethmann Hollweg: "The emperor's favorite is also capable. He is smart to adapt to local conditions and attack from both sides."

Such details do not need to be reported to him as an army marshal.

Bethmann Hollweg unbuttoned his coat and felt a little hot.

He swallowed his saliva, said nothing, and continued to watch the battle.

In fact, he could not see the details clearly. He could only see the smoke and shadows flashing on the bright roof of the Berlin City Palace, and explosions occurred from time to time.

He was worried about how to fight in such an environment?

I really admire these warriors.

Suddenly, he screamed: "What is that?"

When the hot air balloon floated over the Berlin City Palace, an unknown weapon took off with a flame in an arc.

That was Zhao Chuanxin's cruise missile, the only one in the world.

Boom...

The flammable gas in the hot air balloon exploded.

The people above were dead, only their limbs and arms were falling, and blood rain was faintly falling from the sky.

Leopold Maximian was dumbfounded: "What kind of weapon is that? Why can it turn?"

If it hadn't turned in the air, it would have missed the hot air balloon that was blown.

I've never heard of a shell that can turn.

Who are you asking, Bethmann Hollweg thought?

He buttoned up his coat again and said dryly: "I'll go down first, I'm not needed here."

Why do I have a bad feeling?

Hans von Plessen took the credit when he had merit, but when things went wrong, he blamed Heinz Wilhelm Guderian: "Stupid, look at the good ideas you came up with!"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian was only twenty years old and had a temper.

Yesterday's insights didn't get him anything.

Today, he gave another idea and was scolded again.

He pursed his lips tightly, making his lips and the surrounding area bloodless.

He took a deep breath and said, "Sir, I'll take my leave first."

Hans von Plessen snorted coldly.

The hot air balloon was a very morale-boosting tool at this time, and the explosion of the hot air balloon became a morale-destroying tool.

The German soldiers in the Berlin City Palace were confused and angry.

They launched a second attack.

This time, they did not use grenades to clear the way. They carried the Maxim up step by step.

When they were almost at the entrance of the stairs, they set it up.

One by one, fresh lives passed by the Maxim and went up.

Bang bang bang...

Tata tata...

There was no need to see Zhao Chuanxin, Maxim opened fire first to suppress him to prevent him from appearing at any time.

The soldiers who climbed up always let the muzzle of the Type 98 rifle stick out first.

Don't say it, Zhao Chuanxin really felt a little tricky.

He jumped back, bent his bow and arrow in the air, and an explosive arrow landed right after it was shot, and ran east along the roof.

Several soldiers at the entrance of the stairs were injured and wailed.

The machine gunner's face was cut by shrapnel and bleeding, but he didn't care. Adrenaline made him ignore the minor injuries and pain.

The flames from the Maxim gun were burning, and the metal storm would never stop unless the ammunition belt was empty.

More German soldiers rushed out of the exit like ants whose nests were poked.

"Come up, come up, we're fighting."

The German soldiers were ecstatic.

It was too difficult.

Those who didn't know would think they were fighting against a battalion of enemies.

God knows how difficult it is to attack this distance of several meters, and how much it would cost.

After coming up, some people couldn't control their excitement and fear, and fired randomly.

Except for the wall cracked by bullets, no one was shot.

"Where did he go? Where did he go?"

"I don't know, be careful, don't give him a chance to shoot from behind."

Two, three, five people... Soon, Guangmingding was crowded with people.

Ta-ta-ta-ta…

The sound of Maxim gunfire suddenly rang out, coming from the roof of the east corner, flat shooting, with a straight-line distance of less than 100 meters.

Maxim is a magical firearm that can be projected like a bow and arrow, and is particularly useful against dense infantry and cavalry. Because at this time, the armies of various countries generally regarded 500 meters as the effective firepower range of rifles, and Maxim's range could be projected after exceeding this range.

Of course, the power of less than 100 meters flat shooting is even more amazing.

The glass fragments that remained on Guangmingding were splashed with sticky blood, steaming in the winter in Berlin.

There were mostly minced meat on the wall.

Guangmingding became a meat grinder.

Let alone rushing up, the follow-up people would have to bend over and vomit bile just by looking at the stairs.

They retreated and fled while vomiting.

Damn it, I can attack whoever likes this bright spot, I have to go down.

The Maxim in Zhao Chuanxin's hand is the MG08 Maxim made in Germany. It has excellent performance. There is no jamming in the middle and no bullet chain jamming, allowing him to finish the shot smoothly.

Zhao Chuanxin took the battle bow, and the distance of nearly 100 meters was a test for him.

The war bow was almost fully drawn, and the exploding arrow shot out, drawing a weak arc and heading straight for the Bright Summit.

There was no one alive among the broken walls at the entrance of the stairs. After the explosive arrow exploded, the entrance was completely blocked by masonry and concrete.

Hans von Plessen was shocked and angry: "How could it be?"

His subordinate came to report that he had failed to reach the summit. He still did not believe that this was a victory that could be achieved by one person.

This is something beyond his knowledge.

He looked around blankly, and everyone lowered their heads in unison, resting their chins on their collarbones.

Stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice. He wanted to seize military glory, but fell short.

Hans von Plessen shouted: "Where is the midshipman? Where did he die?"

Soon, someone grabbed Heinz Wilhelm Guderian.

Hans von Plessen asked sinisterly: "Do you think we should use a different group of people to continue the attack?"

"Sorry, sir, there is nothing I can do now." Heinz Wilhelm Guderian said expressionlessly.

"Asshole, you'd better not play tricks on me."

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian said calmly but politely: "I don't dare."

After he left, Hans von Plessen said to the junior officer: "This bastard obviously has reservations, but he won't tell them."

The junior officer's eyelids twitched: "Do you want to deal with him? He is just a trainee officer, there are many ways."

Hans von Plessen took out his cigarette and lit it: "Anyway, if I hear that he has been promoted, it means that you don't take me to heart today. Do you understand?"

"understood."

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Soon, reports of the battle reached Leopold Maximian's ears.

For this veteran, victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs.

The result was unexpected, but not unacceptable.

He said calmly: "Back off first and guard the main road."

He went to meet the emperor.

After hearing the field marshal's battle report, William II's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Is this the result you showed me?"

Leopold Maximian nodded slightly to show respect, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Your Majesty, the war has gone beyond common sense. We can no longer treat Zhao Chuanxin in the same way as ordinary war."

Auguste Victoria was also there, and she interrupted while the iron was hot: "I shouldn't have spoken at this time, but God is so pitiful. If we continue, our homes will be almost completely demolished, and our soldiers have fallen one hundred and sixty-six." More than ten people. Friedrich, have mercy and don’t let any more children die.”

"A woman's opinion!" Wilhelm II denounced: "I have received military training since I was a child. Do I really not understand war? Do you know what it means to stop now? European countries will laugh at my incompetence and underestimate Germany. , this is a very serious matter. Leopold, I give you the right to fire, and there is only one requirement - kill Zhao Chuanxin and let him disappear!"

This was what Leopold Maximian was waiting for.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and bowed to say goodbye.

He was not willing to use Erlang's life to consume Zhao Chuanxin's ammunition.

Although I don’t know how Zhao Chuanxuan managed to carry so many guns and ammunition with him.

But Leopold Maximian understood that Zhao Chuanxin's ammunition was limited after all. The weapons he used yesterday were useless today. This is the evidence.

There is no need to collect sufficient and comprehensive evidence to support a certain argument on the battlefield. Sometimes idealism is more needed on the battlefield.

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Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief.

He hasn't had breakfast yet.

Taking advantage of this time, I collected scones, bread, ham, French mustard, lime cheese, and a cooked chicken from the kitchen.

This chicken is cooked in water, so it is definitely not eaten directly.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the horse spoon, heated the oil, poured in the prepared salty and sweet sauce, light soy sauce, red wine, bay leaves, sea salt, pepper, and some lemon juice.

Chefs who know how to cook always stir-fry the sauce first.

Stock is essential. After the sauce is fragrant, pour a little, add the cooked and dismantled chicken and stir-fry over high heat. Spread and pull apart. When the pot is steamed, stir the spoon and use high heat to reduce the juice.

Add the mayonnaise and apricot jam to the inside, continue stirring the spoon until evenly coated, and remove from the pan.

Start with a sandwich filled with ham and apply French mustard, then take a bite of salty and sweet chicken, and finish with a sip of Earl Gray tea. This is definitely the peak moment of the morning in Berlin.

The only drawback is that the morning sun cannot be seen, and Berlin, an industrial city, is gray and unpleasant.

Looking at the German army's formation below, Zhao Chuanxin knew that William II was not convinced.

If you don't accept it, just do it, and it's over.

William II refused to accept it, so who had Zhao Chuanxin ever accepted it?

Xingyue suggested: "Your goal has been achieved. The German soldiers below are panicking. I have detected countless chemical information related to fear. I think we can evacuate."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "No, if you don't completely conquer some people, they will always make trouble for you. A toad will crawl on the instep, but it won't bite anyone."

Soon, the following news verified Zhao Chuanxin's idea.

They began to adjust the muzzle angle of the Krupp light howitzer.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately became energetic.

He ran to the front of the Berlin City Palace, stood on the edge of the roof and shouted with his vocal organs: "Come on, shoot at me if you dare."

Hans von Plessen also heard it, he was frightened and shouted: "Suppress him!"

Tata tata...

Zhao Chuanxin felt great malice.

The howitzer shells flew towards Guangmingding in an arc.

Boom...

The German army still had some reservations and used howitzers instead of field guns.

Krupp field guns can really raze the palace to the ground, but howitzers only bomb the roof.

Hans von Plessen was satisfied to see the superb technology of the artillery, which could hit whatever they pointed at at such a close distance.

At this time, the roof of the Berlin City Palace was blown up, and it was still possible to repair it.

As long as it was not completely destroyed, the emperor's face was not lost.

Boom, boom, boom...

The grenades plowed the roof.

No matter how powerful you are, it is difficult to survive with flesh and blood.

Hans von Plessen pointed to the rooftop and said to his left and right: "Zhao Chuanxin must die!"

After seeing the Guangmingding and the rest of the rooftops being bombed, Hans von Plessen called a halt to the bombing.

Hans von Plessen looked through a telescope.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian looked through a telescope.

Leopold Maximian on the rooftop of St. Hedwig's Cathedral looked through a telescope.

They saw that a gust of wind blew away the smoke on the rooftop, and Zhao Chuanxin, wearing black and white interwoven soft gold armor, stood on the rooftop unscathed, hooking his finger at them: "Come on, continue!"