"It's really young, the mountain hunter. Did you see the **** feathers on the helmet. ¥f. ¥f" Sergeant Carlo Stokker held his Mauser beast shotgun steadily, six times The terrified expression on the opponent's face in the sight was clear.

"It's five hundred and twenty, that's the last one. Give him a relief, Carlo." Ludwig Meyer retracted his 98k rifle, and he was about to withdraw from the top of the **** and return to the warm Have a rest in the shelter.

This is one of dozens of elite sniper teams dispatched to the Alps by the German Army. Each team consists of four sniper teams. Each team is divided into two double sniper teams in the French-Italian border area of ​​the Alps. Launch hunting activities. In addition to the actual combat training, the purpose of the command headquarters is mainly to add congestion to the Italians.

Sergeant Stoker pulled the trigger, and the whole valley echoed with clear gunshots. The German sniper did not look away. He pulled the bolt calmly and pulled the shell to shoot. Stocker waited for a few seconds in place, observing the movement around the target through the sight, and the result was very satisfying.

The sergeant gently withdrew his beloved shotgun, lying on his back slowly retreating from the shooting point, and waited for more than ten meters before climbing up and walking towards the constructed shelter. Both snipers were born in mountain infantry units and were already accustomed to surviving in this harsh environment. The army taught them very practical skills. Year-round training and exercises gave them sufficient experience.

The two snipers dug a masking pit on the leeward rock. They made a very good roof with camouflage and leaves and camouflage raincloth. Others seem to think that it is a bush growing on the rock. I thought it was actually a place for two powerful hunters.

When they set off, they carried enough supplies to sustain their needs for a week of fighting and living.

Although they do not know why they should fight the propaganda allies, but after years of hard training and obedience to orders have become the instinct of these soldiers, since the superior orders to kill all the Italians encountered, then there must be sufficient and reasonable reasons As a soldier, it must be implemented resolutely and decisively. What's more, they don't have much affection for the Italians, and there is no psychological burden for them to kill.

"The boy is not very young, reminds me of the students who are still studying at home." After receiving a hot cup of coffee from his partner, Sgt. Stoker carefully leaned the rifle in his hand on the rock beside the tent. .

"Take a break first. Let's touch it when it's dark and collect the things from the soldiers to see what valuable information." Sergeant Meyer poured the coffee from the lunch box into the thermos pot The liquid was dried and placed on the ground beside.

"what time is it now?"

"It's five o'clock at seven o'clock. It will be dark for more than half an hour. We will be ready to return tomorrow, otherwise we will be too late to arrive at the meeting point." Meyer pulled out a tin can from his rucksack and shook it vigorously.

"Beef stew with potatoes, this is the last jar."

The sergeant pulled out the folding knife inserted on the wooden pier, unfolded the canning blade above, and skillfully pried open the tinplate painted in tin. Picking up the spoon on the lid of the lunch box, Meyer carefully scooped the food from the can into the lunch box.

Stocker pulled a paper bag out of the food bag, which contained cut brown bread. Chocolate and lard are packed in round bakelite boxes, and the landing army's eagle emblem is engraved on the threaded lid. Soldiers consume far more heat in the mountains than in the plains. Therefore, the feeds carried by these snipers are mainly high-calorie and high-fat, and there are not many taste conditions. Basically, they only want to be able to swallow.

Meyer put the lunch box on the folding alcohol stove. This small smokeless stove uses solid alcohol as fuel. In addition to heating food, it can also be used as a light source for night lighting. The food in the lunch box was quickly heated, and there was a scent of fat in the small shelter.

Stocker moved his fingers, took out his tableware and put it on his knees, and began to spread lard on the slices of bread.

"What sound?" Meyer felt something outside the tent. Stocker also felt an unusual tremor in the air. It seems that something is approaching them.

Two experienced snipers reacted immediately. They put down their objects and lay down on the edge of the masking pit, looking out from the gap in the tent cloth.

"It sounds like an airplane. It should be a large fleet." Stocker rolled over and stretched out his hand to pick up his shotgun from the rock wall, and then quickly got out of the tent.

The sniper took a rifle and glanced around to make sure that the surroundings were safe and no threatened targets appeared. At this time, the roar from the sky was getting louder and louder, and it was already confirmed that a group of planes were approaching here. Stocker stood up and walked toward the side **** with a rifle. He wanted to look at the situation with an open field of vision.

"Oh, my God." Standing on the steep rock in the foothills of the Alps, the German sniper couldn't help but sigh aloud at the spectacular sight he saw.

"This is..." His partner walked quickly to his companion in 98k, and also grew his mouth, shocked by what he saw.

The magnificent group of planes seems to be invisible, like a group of black locusts under the setting sun. The fleet flew over the Alps in a mighty way. Stocker made a calculation, and the direction of the fleet was directed at Italy.

"It's all French bombers. There are seventy or eighty. Is this going to be a full battle?" Meyer put down the telescope in his hand and questioned his partner.

"It seems possible, Meyer, I think we should pack up and set off immediately. There is absolutely something big that we don't know." Stocker carried his shotgun on his back and began to climb slowly down the rock.

"The captain has entered the bridge." The star officer shouted loudly, and all the officers and soldiers in the nautical bridge stood up to salute the captain.

"Go on, gentlemen." Lieutenant Colonel Erich Huago raised his hand back to a military salute, then walked slowly to his captain's seat and sat down.

"Sir, this is the report I just received. The replenishment can be completed before midnight." The first officer stood next to the captain's seat and reported that the soldiers sent steaming coffee from the side.

"Boiler boost has been completed, the turbine is running normally, captain." The marine officer took a form, and he needed the captain's signature to confirm.

"The forty recruits just assigned have settled in, and these lucky children encountered a dispatch when they first boarded the ship."

"This time it should be actual combat. The recruits must be psychologically prepared. I don't want to devote energy to take care of them in the battle."

"What is the order of sailing at night, does the flagship have any new instructions." Hua Ge took a sip of his coffee and placed it casually on the bench next to the captain's seat.

The Lieutenant Colonel stood up and walked to the front of the bridge, looking out onto the deck through the clear porthole. The night has enveloped the entire military port, the sailors are preparing for the final voyage, and there is a busy scene on the deck.

The surrounding warships have also lit up high-powered lights in succession, illuminating the hull and the sea. The traffic boats in the port and the motorboats that come with each ship shuttle back and forth on the surface of the sea, just like a group of tireless dolphins. Under the striking searchlights, the wake of the rolling waves flashed like silver.

"The command of the headquarters is very clear, and no delay is allowed. This mission is directly related to the strategy of the empire. I hope you can all clearly understand this." The captain expressed his expectations for his subordinates calmly. All the people on the bridge said loudly.

Lieutenant Colonel Hua Ge looked at her ship with her hands behind her back. Now that she has been renovated, she can't see the traces left on her by that magnificent battle.

The backbone of the former British Royal Navy's local fleet, the Queen Elizabeth class battleship Malaya, was caught by German train guns and torpedo bombers during the Battle of Dunkirk.

When the Germans seized the battleship, she had already tilted twenty degrees, and one deck was close to the water. At that time, everyone thought that the sinking of the battleship was just a matter of time, but did not expect the Germans to straighten the ship. , And dragged back to Bremerhaven.

Under the orders of the new head of empire, the German navy smashed a large number of gold marks, and large and small shipyards across the country were mobilized. The navy concentrated unprecedented manpower and material resources to complete this unprecedented repair project.

The craftsmanship of German workers is impeccable. As long as you are willing to spend money, more than a dozen workers will work in shifts, and fast work will do the hard work for you. Military giants such as Krupp and Rheinland have a big brain in this business, but their achievements really make it impossible to refute. The Malaya returned to the sea with a new look, and it was also loaded with weapons and ammunition produced in Germany.

The German Navy is not prepared to change the names of these captured warships, because Redell believes that this will better show the glory of the German Navy.

Lieutenant Colonel Erich Hugo participated in the battle of Narvik and previously served as chief officer of the Deutsche Armored Ship for a period. He had some experience in operating large battleships, plus he showed that in the battle of Narvik With the courage and dedication of Superman, he was called out by the Admiralty and promoted to captain of this battleship.

"The flagship sent a signal that we are in the first position of the departure port, and the determination number follows us. In this way, we need to move the berth." The first officer reported.

"Send a signal to the Rodney, and we know. At the same time, we asked Captain Rodney if he had any extra supplies."

Soon the captain received a reply from the signal soldier. "Captain Karl replied that they were all gone, and they were all towed away by Major Randolph. He didn't even leave him a bottle."

Continue to ask for monthly tickets, it is really a pleasure to see the rising ranks, I hope everyone will continue to support this book, all kinds of tickets do not have to hesitate, all hit me. (To be continued.)