Chapter 1294 Found a Sneak Attack

Father is a great man. In the empire, there are many girls who have a crush on his father. Therefore, Hans has long seen these things. In the West, he is secretly loved by many women. Men are successful, and women are proud of men. of.

But now, he just wanted to blackmail Aunt Mia and find a chance to leave this ghost place.

Unfortunately, Hans was unsuccessful.

Hans was trembling when he saw Mia's body, but he still strode out, knowing that he had completely angered this mother's best friend and father's fan, what should I do?

It seems that it can only slip away quietly.

Go back to the troops, go back to your own tanks, and when the time comes, it's a big deal to resist the order!

If Aunt Mia really dared to stab herself and give herself an order to go back, then she would definitely tell her father about Aunt Mia's feelings for her father.

Well, this is also helping her.

Thinking of this, Hans sat back on the bed and wrote a letter with his pen. When he found out that he was not there, Aunt Mia would definitely read the letter, and see if she dared to give herself to Report it up!

Quietly listening to the movement outside, until there was no sound outside, and it was quiet, he took off the hospital gown he was wearing outside and walked out tiptoely.

This should be a village, and it must be on the outskirts of Osad. Hans looked at the stars above his head and found the direction. These wild survival skills are not difficult for Hans.

After walking out of the courtyard here, Hans saw the sentry at the door, where two Romanian soldiers stood guard.

"Wow!" Seeing Hans coming, the two actually raised their hands in salute.

Romania is a servant of Germany. As Germany conquered the whole of Europe, Germans can walk sideways in all of Europe. Even if these Romanian soldiers see the lowest German soldier, they have to be respectful.

Hans nodded: "I'm going back to the army, should I go this way?"

Since the two guys were so submissive, Hans simply asked.

"Yes, take the road on the right, our headquarters is on the left."

Hans turned his head to the left, only to find that in the yard on the left next to the medical compound where he was, there were many antennas erected, and officers came in and out. It seemed that it was probably the command post of the army group. .

It is said that the same is true. The command post of the group army is relatively safe. It is most convenient for the medical team sent from Berlin to be next to the command post of the group army.

Hans turned his head and was about to walk towards the road on the right, when one of the soldiers spoke again: "When you came here yesterday, a few tankers brought you a rifle and gave you a rifle."

As a soldier, you must have a weapon with you. After all, you may encounter enemy situations everywhere now.

Hans looked at the Romanian soldier with his gun and handed him a black and shiny MP40, still with a drum, and suddenly wanted to kiss the Romanian soldier's furry face, really good!

German tankers are equipped with this 6.8mm assault rifle, which has fierce firepower. If you encounter an enemy close by, you can use this weapon to say hello.

With his rifle behind his back, Hans strode outside, without a car, he could only rely on his two legs.

When I reached the entrance of the village, I saw a group of Romanian soldiers on guard there, and there was even a light tank on the side of the road.

"The city of Osad is still fighting fiercely, are you going to the front line?" said platoon leader Ilye, who was guarding here.

"Yes, I'm going to use our tanks to blast down the Soviet fortifications." Hans raised his hand and waved goodbye to these Romanian soldiers, his body gradually sinking into the darkness.

It is still silent here, and only the city of Osad in the distance can be seen, and there will be fires from time to time, which is a fierce battle.

It looks like it is more than ten kilometers away.

How long have you slept by yourself? I don't know if our tanks have been repaired, but we can't delay!

Hans was walking on the road. The two sides were still open, and they were flat fields. Originally, this place was a field, but no one is farming anymore.

Walking, walking, suddenly, Hans' ears perked up, he seemed to hear a special sound in the air, very slight, as if a dragonfly was flying.

Then, he saw a dark shadow that flew not far above his head and slid toward the flat field in front of him.

Soviets!

At this moment, Hans realized that this is a Soviet glider, a Soviet airborne force!

It is amazing that the Soviets were able to find here, and the other party came here for only one purpose, that is, to take down the Romanian army headquarters here, in an attempt to relieve Osad!

Now the Romanians are attacking very hard, all relying on one breath, if the Romanian high command is taken away, it will obviously hit the morale of the Romanian army hard, and it will buy Osad more time.

Hans had a smile on his face, and it really took no effort to let himself catch up!

Looking at the place where the opponent landed, Hans' figure quietly hid in the darkness. He remembered that there was a Romanian infantry platoon behind him.

A glider is an unpowered aircraft that was widely used in World War II. It has no sound and is towed by a transport aircraft. After entering the sky over the enemy, it can fly silently.

At this time, there were more than 30 people on the two gliders. They were all wearing black sailor uniforms of the navy, and each of them had a determined look.

They came with the determination to die.

The body of the platoon leader Gustaev shuddered violently as the plane touched the ground, and the muscles on his face were also shaking. In his hand, he was holding a turntable machine gun.

Around him, the others almost all had the same expressions, and their weapons were also carefully selected, either a turntable machine gun or a submachine gun, all of which were automatic firepower.

No matter how much sacrifice they have to pay, they will also destroy the Romanian headquarters here, and kill their commander, Lieutenant General Nikolai Sopica!

This time, there are more than a dozen teams like them, and they are all heading towards their intended destination, which is the command posts of the Romanian army at all levels. The troops have come.

Finally, the plane stopped, Gustaev jumped down first, spread out the map, and found his landing spot, and then, the battle was left!

He waved his hand, and his subordinates quickly followed him, heading towards the village over there.