There is a huge and intricate tunnel system in the underground of London. Until the 21st century, many tunnels and tunnels that have never appeared on government records have been discovered by maintenance personnel. ⊙. ⊙British people have long been in the habit of digging cellars and tunnels. Lords and dignitaries used this to avoid Viking pirates.

The underground system of the City of London has existed since the city was built. With the development of the city, tunnels and passages built for various purposes have almost spread throughout the entire city. Even if there is a block directly under Buckingham Palace Huge tunnels let underground rivers pass.

When the Germans entered the city of London, they did not touch this huge labyrinth at the beginning. The officers also specifically warned their soldiers to forbid them to enter those tunnels without a clear order.

The German side has only a few pieces of information about the following. The Eye of Odin finally encountered a situation where even they felt powerless, because even the British themselves could not figure it out, and of course the Germans were even more confused. However, when the overall situation in London was determined, the Germans began to enter these tunnels tentatively for a small search and clearance. The scope was limited to the more complete subway and civil defense systems. For the time being, they did not dare to enter more complicated sewer.

After the announcement of the defeat of the King of England, the German Army has reached a series of agreements and transactions with the British government. Among them is a memorandum on the removal of hidden dangers in the underground. The content is very clear and clear, out of consideration for urban security and the maintenance of social order. The German army and the British government will conduct a one-month clean-up of the London underground system.

In addition to surveying and recording and drawing up a detailed map, it is necessary to eradicate all the ugly phenomena and illegal organizations entrenched in the tunnel at one time. This operation will be a joint operation office composed of Germany and the United Kingdom. Unified command and management. The memorandum also added at the end that if an unexpected situation is encountered during the operation, the operator can use appropriate force. However, those who know how to do it can see that nothing has been pointed out as an accident, and no force has been pointed out as appropriate. In fact, the most interesting thing is not this, but the earliest proposed and drafted this memo turned out to be the British temporary cabinet rather than the German occupiers.

So while Xu Jun was gathering with a group of British politicians in the Bijinshan base, a **** fight was going on in London's underground maze.

"We can go this way. I know there is a spur line that leads directly to the Hiwards." Disli from Dagnan District gasped on his knees, he is a clever boy, native Londoner, his father is an unknown sailor. His mother is a Liuying in the quayside area. He has mixed meals on the ground in the Eastern District since he was five years old. By the age of 16, he has become a famous pickpocket master in his gang. It is said that he can even shake hands with others. In a matter of seconds, he stole the watch on his wrist without knowing it.

"I can't run, I think I'm dying." The tall Woody was already panting like a greyhound who had just finished a lap in the dog race. He was holding the wall with his hands and sucking into his lungs with mildew and stale air. The severe lack of oxygen made him feel dizzy, and the intestines and stomachs that had not eaten for a day were constantly tumbling.

"They all know the trails we know, don't forget who is leading them." Edwood leaned his back against the inner wall of the tunnel, pressing his waist fork hard. Because of the violent running, he felt stinging there. It was like someone was slowly stirring in with a knife.

"No, I must stop and take a break. Even if they catch up and kill me now, I will never run again." Woody finally breathed out. After saying this, he started to vomit by supporting the wall.

"Then take a break, I think we should have thrown them away, and we shouldn't be catching up soon." Edwood sat down against the cave wall, no matter how dirty the wall stained him In this beloved suit, he carried a flashlight on both ends of the tunnel, and then found what he was looking for, a repaired bronze sign with the official code of the tunnel.

"Our location should be under Durnston Road. If we go east, I know there is a tunnel where no one has ever entered. We can hide there for a while." Edwood put his flashlight on Underground, and then pulled out a revolver from his pocket, he opened the magazine and checked it, then pressed the ejector lever. The empty bullet shell fell into the concrete walkway beside the cave wall, and then rolled into the drain in the middle of the sewer.

"I still have nineteen bullets." Edwood calmly filled the bullets one by one into the nest.

"I still have six rounds." Woody dropped Browning's magazine in his hand and checked the remaining volume.

"My gun was lost long ago, but I have this." Disley pulled out a slender knife from his arms. He brushed a few flowers, and the slender blade flew between his flexible. Just like that was originally a living creature.

"This guy can't stop those guys, especially the German soldiers. We simply can't be an opponent of the army." Woody also sat down against the wall, he said looking at his best friend.

"They can't keep us alive. You should understand that this is for the sake of extermination. They are afraid that we will disclose all the scandals. These **** are not different from Churchill at all." Edwood closed the bullet nest and put the pistol. On the ground at hand.

"Big man, don't think too much, they will not accept your surrender. Don't you forget that you killed at least five or six of them just now." Desley leaned his shoulders on the wall, he The corner of his mouth looked at the depressed companion with a sneer.

"What is the English Liberation Army, we are just a group of miserable worms that are so stupid enough to believe that those capitalists and politicians are born enemies of us." Edwood put his gun in his arms and picked up the flashlight on the ground Stand up.

"I feel they are catching up, not far from us, we must leave immediately."

"No, I really can't run. You go, I stayed, maybe I can resist them for a while." Woody replied sitting weakly.

"We have lost more than a dozen companions. I won't give up anymore. Hold on to Woody again. You are the strongest tough guy among us, and we will soon reach a safe hidden place." Ed Wood Crossed the drain and pulled Woody's arm.

"I really can't run anymore, I'm fed up with all this. Haven't we reached a deal with the Germans? Haven't we saved two German pilots yet? One of them is a lieutenant colonel, right? Mentioning this to the Germans, shouldn’t they thank us? Why is it so now, Edwood, maybe we should talk to those people.” Woody broke free from Edwood’s pull. He questioned his companion loudly.

"Because it is not the Germans who are going to kill us, but our compatriots. They are just using us as a means to fight against Churchill, and they are also used as bargaining chips with the Germans. Now that the war is over, we have lost In order to use value, and they are regarded as a hidden danger, we know that there are too many dirty deals between them. These people are not revolutionaries in pursuit of equality and democracy at all, they are just capitalists in the cloak of revolution And politicians, it’s ridiculous that we actually believed these people’s lies. How could they tolerate the existence of an organization that aims to overthrow this decadent system." Edwood squatted beside Woody, holding his friend’s shoulder Said.

"I don’t understand what you said about politics. I don’t care about liberation, class, or doctrine. I just want to avenge my friends who died under Churchill’s running dogs. Adel, you’ve been a child since childhood. I am smarter and have more ideas than I do, so I have always trusted you and regarded you as my best friend. You are different from me, you should escape and tell the outsiders what you said just now, don’t let Our companion sacrificed in vain. Don't say more. Friends, I stayed to block those bastards. You and Disley should be able to run out." Woodcock sat up on one knee, and he took a flashlight from his pocket and put it In Edwood's hands.

"No. You must go with us." Edwood pulled the tall friend hard.

"No time, I heard each other's footsteps, they are coming, you go quickly, Disley, take him with him." Woody pulled out his pistol and pointed to the entrance at the end of the tunnel. You can already see the bright light reflected by the flashlight beam passing through the cave wall at the corner.

"Woody, you are the biggest fool among the people I know." Edwood pulled out the pistol from his arms and then took a bullet from his pocket.

"I can only leave it to you. I will miss you, my brother." Edwood put the gun and the bullet next to Woody.

"Come on, don't let them catch you, Adel." Woody didn't look back. He raised his hand and shook his goodbye to his friend.

"Good luck, friend." Disley patted Woody's shoulder, and then dragged Edwood toward the other end of the tunnel.

"Okay, you filthy bastards, come and try Master Woody." The Austrian man flattened his pistol steadily in the dark, when the light of the first flashlight appeared in the tunnel. At that time, he did not hesitate to shoot towards the position of the beam.

The sound of the guns was particularly loud in the tunnel. The bright muzzle flame shone the snow on the walls of the cave, and also stabbed the shooter’s eyes. Woody fired only two shots, and his eyes could no longer see the opposite target. He could only blindly shoot continuously towards the opposite side until he emptied Browning's magazine.

"Damn it, **** it!" Woody couldn't see anything at this time. He hurriedly groped on the ground, looking for the pistol that Edwood had left him. Immediately he felt something touched by his finger, but because it was too hard, the thing was pushed out by his hand.

"Oh, don't do that." Woody knelt down on the ground and fumbled desperately. At this time, the chasing soldiers at the other end of the tunnel launched a fierce counterattack, and the whole tunnel echoed with a deafening gunshot.

Woody finally found the military runner, but before he lifted his muzzle, a 7.9-mm caliber rifle pierced his chest. The bullet shot into the front of Woody’s right chest, and immediately broke a rib. The unbalanced warhead began to roll wildly in the body, causing terrible damage to the man’s internal organs along the way, tearing with huge torque After the warhead, the bullet shell and the core split into several pieces. After depleting kinetic energy in the human body, they stayed in the muscle tissue of the back.

The big Austrian man lost his strength all the time he was shot. He didn't realize what was happening, so he collapsed into the drain beside him. Perhaps with the cold sewage, he quickly regained consciousness. He sat up and coughed hard, splashing **** sewage from his mouth and nasal cavity.

His vision has been restored at this moment, because he feels the pillar of snow that shines on his face. Woody coughed hard while sitting in the ditch and waved his hand at the other side. He was really scared at this time. He wanted to tell the other side that he had helped a German pilot. Even if he could not escape the punishment, at least he should be left. A life.

But before he could say a word, a big foot with steel boots stomped on his chest. He was stepped into the sewer. Woody was still struggling at first, but with the A large amount of sewage was poured into his body from his mouth and lung tube. The big man quickly lost his power to move, and then he felt that the chest and abdomen were stabbed with several sharp weapons, and he could clearly feel it. The cold liquid flowed into the body through the opening in the abdominal cavity, taking away the last trace of heat in this strong body.

Finally, after a few tiny bubbles appeared on the water, Woodcock, a soldier of the English Liberation Army, died.

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