Chapter 1749 Using the Clock Tower (Plus 1)

As the commander of the 2nd Army, Geoffrey knew how severe the situation he was facing. With just two infantry divisions, it was impossible to stop the German army like a tide. It can be said that once the Germans crossed the Landing at sea will definitely end in failure.

Even in autumn, the weather here is freezing cold, and it is difficult to construct various fortifications, and the number of tanks in their hands is also very small.

However, since staying here, we must not be afraid of death. If the Germans come up, we will fight them to the death, and the big deal will be to die here in the end.

This is Jeffrey's attitude, and when Jeffrey said that, everyone in the room was moved.

Fight to the death! As long as there is such a promise, what is there to be afraid of!

After speaking, Geoffrey said to Buren again: "The German fleet may arrive in the nearby waters in six hours, Governor Buren, we have a coast guard patrol ship in the port, which can reach Canada soon, please. You go to Canada temporarily on a warship and come back when this war is over."

Geoffrey's meaning is obvious, aren't you afraid? If you're scared, get out of here! Look at how the United States fought on this land, even if we failed in the end, we still tried our best.

Jeffrey said this, making Bren's face red: "I will not leave Greenland, I am the governor here, and I want to live and die with Greenland."

Bren was indeed reluctant to leave. He brought Greenland to the United States at the beginning. Now that Greenland was about to fall into the flames of war, how could Bren leave the entire island and run away secretly? This kind of behavior, Bren really can't do it.

"Then let's discuss tomorrow's battle. The most intense will break out on the beach. We will hit the Germans hard while they land." Jeffrey continued, and began to study its specific tactics: "If The inhabitants of Greenland can join us and we have a better chance of shooting more Germans."

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In addition to being cold, it is still cold, but everyone's heart is hot, the bullets are loaded, and they are waiting for the last chance.

Two cars, laden with soldiers, parked on the road near the government building, while Skorzeny surveyed the building in the dark.

Except for the outpost when entering the city, other places are unobstructed. I have encountered two patrols in the city, and no one asked, but one team saluted them.

In this way, he arrived at the destination. Now, Skorzeny has to choose a specific method of action.

Continue to impersonate the US military and swagger in? This is not very good. This headquarters cannot be settled by two big-eared scratches. When the other party asks for documents, they will show their feet. Moreover, there must be a password. Even if Skorzeny has forged documents in his hand, it is useless without a password, and it will definitely alarm the other party.

Once it turns into a gunfight, the main lord in there will definitely be evacuated as soon as possible, and it will be difficult to find it by then.

Doing it now is the worst option.

Fortunately, Skorzeny was already prepared,

Skorzeny looked at it again, as he had seen before, next to the government building, thirty meters away, is the clock tower. This clock tower is more than ten meters taller than the government building. I figured it out from the clock tower.

"Snipers, occupy the nearby commanding heights, prepare for cover, the demolition team, and act according to the original plan. Others, come with me." Skorzeny said: "Plan 3, normal operation."

Not everyone was carrying a submachine gun. The three sniper squads quickly disappeared into the darkness, looking for the location of the snipers that had been planned nearby, ready for sniping operations.

There were only two people in the demolition team, and they soon disappeared. They were responsible for creating explosions and chaos during the retreat, and covering the retreat of others.

The rest of the people, lined up in two groups, like patrols, walked along the street towards the clock tower.

It was freezing cold, no one was standing guard outside the bell tower, and there was no one around. The soldiers of the special forces drilled in skillfully one by one.

Morris walked at the front, carrying a bundle of rope on his shoulders, and behind Morris, followed by Nestor, holding a light crossbow in his hand.

Many times, if you want to kill someone quietly, a crossbow is more suitable.

In this era, there are already many silenced guns, the most famous of which is the British-made Delier silencer carbine. This gun has a silencer with a diameter of 51 mm, which extends from the base of the barrel to the muzzle position, occupying Half the length of the gun body, so there is enough space to absorb the gunpowder gas, reducing the muzzle velocity of the bullet to subsonic speed.

In this way, after the bullet pops out of the chamber, there will be no shock wave due to supersonic speed. Although the initial velocity is low and the range is only 250 meters, the performance of the silencer barrel is quite good, so that the sound caused by shooting is higher than The sound of the gun pulling the bullet to the chamber is still small.

In other words, it still has sound. Any so-called silent gun can only be called a micro-sound gun at most. In some operations, the Griffin special forces will use this kind of gun, and in the more quiet In some cases, a crossbow is used.

As a cold weapon, its sound is almost inaudible.

The steps inside the bell tower are quite steep, and when Morris stood in front of the window at the top of the bell tower, the last person had just closed the door of the bell tower.

Maurice's body was lying on the window, Nestor was standing behind him, looking at the roof of the government building dozens of meters away with sharp eyes, sure enough, there was a hapless man behind a machine gun, half a dozen meters away. Lie down and wrap your coat tightly.

From this side, the shooting range is just right.

Nestor held his breath and slowly drew on the bowstring. With a creaking sound, the crossbow bolt was installed.

Then, it was aiming. Compared with the rifle, the crossbow was more affected by the wind. Nestor adjusted slowly, and then the index finger pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh!" The crossbow arrow cut through the air, making an almost inaudible sound, and the tiny arrow shaft just passed through the opponent's forehead.

If they hadn't experienced it themselves, no one would have dared to imagine that this fluttering arrow could pass through a person's skull, and at the same time, it was coated with cyanide to ensure that the other party could die quickly.

And now, Nestor has done it perfectly. His hands that operate the plane and control the arrows are also so flexible and free.

After the arrow entered his head, the unfortunate sentinel didn't even flutter, and immediately fell to the ground and died. Next, it was Morris' time.