My own war game

Chapter 47 Infiltration
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Several cups clinked together, and the people in the manor were celebrating their brief and hard-earned victory.

For fear of getting drunk, all the cups were filled with large amounts of water and only a little bit of alcohol, but the joy of victory was enough to make the French soldiers, who had previously been in a panic, feel slightly tipsy.

"Hey, did you see that? I killed at least three Germans." a soldier shouted.

"Mine is more powerful. One grenade killed at least five people, and it seemed that there was a leader among them." Another one was not to be outdone.

"That's bullshit. Five people have to stand in a circle to be hit by the same grenade."

"I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe me, ask the nurses."

Lieutenant Jason walked up to the big black man and gestured with his hands, "Hey, Groot, how many did you kill?"

The black giant smiled naively and shook his head, then picked up a palm-sized steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

The Germans retreated temporarily, and everyone was very happy. Even Camille and Margery had smiles on their faces and were busy delivering food to the soldiers who fought bravely.

Of course, everyone remembers who brought them this victory, and almost everyone has asked why Hechi could accurately know the movements of the German army.

Unable to explain it clearly, Hechi simply used mysticism to explain it all, attributing it all to "mysterious oriental divination."

He doesn't care how many people believe him.

"What?" asked Christine, who had changed back into casual clothes.

"Up there," Lieutenant Jason pointed to the attic above his head, "He said he would stand guard there."

Christine gathered up her long skirt, grabbed a ladder with both hands, and carefully climbed up to the attic. This location was the highest point in the entire manor, and she could see what was going on everywhere.

In order to prevent the Germans from discovering it, it was almost normal in the manor to not turn on the lights at night. Therefore, the house was pitch black, with only a waning moon covered by clouds casting a cold white light through the skylight on the roof.

There was someone standing at the window opposite her with his back to her. The dim light cast a shadow on the blurry figure, and no one knew what he was doing.

Somehow, some horror stories she had heard as a child were connected to the scene in front of her, making the blonde girl nervous. Christine swallowed and said carefully, "He... is it you?"

The blurry shadow turned around, his red right eye flashed with a murderous light in the dark night, and in his hand he was holding a sharp blade that was shining with cold light.

"Ah!" Christine was so scared that she covered her mouth with her hands, and her body tilted and she almost fell down the stairs.

The dark shadow stood up, and the moonlight shone on his face, revealing an oriental face.

"Christine?" a familiar voice came, and the blonde's heart returned to her chest.

"Oh my God, He, you scared me! I wanted to bring you something to eat." The blonde girl raised a sandwich in her hand timidly.

He Chi took the food and took a big bite. "We are few in number and cannot be on guard everywhere, so we can only watch here. Later, the lieutenant will send someone to replace me."

"Then this knife..." Christine pointed at the object in He Chi's hand that was shining with cold light.

"It?" He Chi raised the scalpel in his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "Just think of me as a coward. Take this to give yourself courage."

Hearing He Chi's modesty, the blonde girl smiled. He Chi's performance today could be described as magical. He concentrated the limited firepower on specific positions, almost accurately calculated the attack routes of all the Germans, and personally killed at least 3 German soldiers. If he was a coward, there would be no brave people here.

However, when Christine was talking, she found that He Chi had been pressing his right eye, so she asked, "He, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want Margaret to help you?"

"There's nothing wrong, I'm just a little tired, it will be fine in a while. Go and have a rest, and when you go down, tell the second lieutenant to come and take over the shift in half an hour." He Chi shook his head and said.

"Is it really okay?" Christine was still a little worried, and finally walked down alone.

After He Chi was alone in the room again, he pressed his right eye again with some pain.

"Damn it, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that using 3D vision for a long time would be such a heavy burden." He Chi cursed himself and closed his eye to try to relieve the discomfort.

In the previous battles, whether it was reconnaissance, combat, or even the vigilance when cleaning the battlefield, He Chi used 3D vision to complete them. It was fine at the beginning, but after a long time, he found that his right eye began to feel uncomfortable. At first, it was just a slight twitch of the eyelid, and then it was like dryness after not blinking for a long time. When the battle was over, his entire right eye felt a strong nerve pain, and now it is almost unbearable.

The battlefield vision is his greatest weapon. Without it, it would be impossible for a mere squad of people to defend the manor.

Now we can only passively reduce the frequency of using 3D vision and use it only when we are sure that the German army is attacking.

It is impossible for such a large manor to be guarded by only one or two sentries. It can be said that during the time when he lost his battlefield vision, this place was almost undefended. If a dozen Germans came up at this time, they could be wiped out in one fell swoop.

Passive defense was not a solution, so He Chi decided to keep the Germans busy while his right eye rested.

The knife, which was shining with a cold light, was retracted into his sleeve, and He Chi pulled out a German jacket that he had taken from the unlucky guy from under his body.

There was a night breeze blowing, pushing the window open.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Outside the jungle, in the temporary camp of the German army, two sentries wearing rainproof cloths were on duty at the gate. The continuous combat missions made them very tired, and the inexplicable defeat during the day also made the morale of the two men extremely low.

"Hey, man, got any cigarettes?" one soldier whispered to another.

"It's gone, it's gone a long time ago. The only thing left is this substitute we found in the village before." The companion handed over a rough hand-rolled cigarette.

The soldier reached out to take the cigarette and put it under his nose, wanting to smell the aroma of tobacco, but unexpectedly a strong smell of ink rushed into his nose. Only then did he realize that the cigarette paper was actually replaced by newspaper.

"The brave German soldiers have achieved amazing results on the Western Front. Paris will soon..." After reading the words above, the soldier no longer had any interest in smoking. He had been numbed by the deception.

"Forget Paris, we couldn't even take this grove." the soldier said to himself.

Suddenly, two figures appeared on the path ahead, making the sentry nervous.

"Who is it!" the two men raised their rifles and shouted.

"Help! He is seriously injured and needs a doctor!" The familiar German voice made the sentry relax his vigilance a little. Only then did he remember that someone had disappeared in the woods during the battle in the daytime.

"Put down your weapons and come here one by one!" the soldier shouted to the two men.

"I don't have a weapon." A man in the distance raised his hands. "He is unconscious. Please help."

The two sentries looked at each other and saw that the other was empty-handed, so one of them took up his gun to stand guard while the other went up to help.

As the distance got closer, the sentry discovered that the unconscious person was his companion who had disappeared during the day.

"How did it become like this..." But at this time he saw that the person opposite him actually had an Asian face.

"you!"

puff! ! !
A sharp scalpel was inserted directly into his open mouth, and the sharp blade pierced the sentinel's brain stem. The poor guy couldn't even utter the last half of his sentence.

Another sentry raised his gun to warn, but the man on the opposite side was faster. A one-inch-long knife slipped out of his sleeve and pierced his throat directly.

The sentry covered his throat with his hands and tried hard to make a sound, but eventually fell into the water on the ground.

The bright red blood flowed down slowly.

Thunder sounded, and the bodies of three German soldiers fell side by side. He Chi pulled out the knife that was stuck in their bodies.

【Surgery Scalpel Control V3】

(End of this chapter)