Conquer Europe from the West

Chapter 4 Before the Attack
Turning his attention back to reality, Ryan immediately looked at his watch.

He specifically checked his watch before starting the system, but found that only a few dozen seconds had passed.

Not too bad.

With a quiet sigh of relief, Ryan began to look up at Brinkman and the two non-commissioned officers standing beside her - they were the squad leaders.

"Have you checked the area around the command post since the camp was attacked?"

he asked.

On the map just now, Ryan could see that the camp was full of buildings that had been bombed or shelled, and in many places, they couldn't even recognize their original appearance.

"I've seen it!" To Ryan's surprise, the person who spoke was the private named Wolfe.

He immediately looked at the other person and discovered that this boy had a silver shooting ornament hanging on his uniform for some reason.

There are three acorns underneath.

Huo is a guy who has passed the third-level rifle shooting accuracy test.

It seems that he still has some skills, but he was just scared by the sudden attack before, Ryan thought.

But business was urgent, so he immediately said, "Very good. Do you remember if there are any usable shelters around the command post?"

The private immediately said, "Report to the lieutenant, yes!"

As he said that, he squatted down, breathing heavily, and used his hands to pick up the mud on the ground to draw a simple map on the wall beside him.

"The Farlan bombing didn't destroy the main command building. We can surround the main building from the northeast, east, and southeast."

Lieutenant Brinkman also squatted aside, drawing more undrawn parts and the occupied gate. "But we can't confirm the enemy's exact location and number. If we advance rashly..."

But before she could finish, Ryan spoke directly: "They probably wouldn't expect us to move towards the command post because it doesn't make sense."

He couldn't say that this was information he saw from the system. After all, the ability to see exactly how many people were in what locations was too abnormal.

In the games I played before, they would be called perspective, opening, and technology brother.

So Ryan changed his approach.

After all, anyone with a sound mind would not rush straight into an area occupied by the enemy when they are obviously short of manpower, equipment, and have absolutely no intelligence at all.

Lieutenant Brinkman had obviously come to her senses. Ryan saw her expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

"Indeed." She nodded. "Then we can move from the eastern wall of the camp all the way to the command post in the north. The distance is..."

As she spoke, she paused, as if calculating the time.

"Seven hundred meters." Ryan hurriedly glanced at the system and reported the re-planned distance to her.

"?"

The female lieutenant immediately frowned and looked at Ryan, as if she had seen a ghost.

But Ryan didn't give her a chance to speak. He looked directly at the soldiers from the two teams and said, "It will take us ten minutes at most to move over there. If we're quick, we can get there in five."

"The enemy's strength is currently unknown, but considering they still have a full three-quarters of the camp to clear, we should have at least five minutes to launch our attack."

Then he looked at the private named Wolfe and asked, "How's your shooting?"

"Two hundred and forty yards, every shot counts, sir."

When talking about his shooting skills, Wolfe immediately puffed out his chest, as if this was what he was most proud of.

Ryan also understood immediately that this kid had reason to be proud.

"Not bad." He patted Wolfe on the shoulder, looked at the others, and began to draw on the map.

"We'll move ahead and follow the planned route to the command post. A small team will ambush in a building to the east and launch a feint attack on the enemy surrounding the command post."

An arrow appeared from the right, pointing directly to the building representing the command post.

"Team Two will serve as the attacking force. Join us in ambush in the building to the southwest and prepare for the assault."

"Wolf." Ryan looked at the private. "After a small group launches a feint attack, the enemy will definitely go around to the west side of the command post for cover. At that time..."

"I'll just snipe from the west side, right?"

Wolfe simply drew an X and an arrow on the map with his bayonet.

Ryan nodded, but added: "You only have one minute left. If you can't deal with the enemy within one minute..."

"They won't survive a minute if they have enough ammunition, sir."

Wolf clenched his fist and hit his chest hard.

In response, Ryan didn't say anything, but just quietly reached out and touched his waist.

Hmm? Where's my gun?
"Here," Lieutenant Brinkman suddenly said, handing over a Luger P08 and two magazines. "What..." Ryan was about to speak, but then he remembered that he had been lying in the middle of the road in front of them, and he immediately shut up.

Some things are better left unsaid.

Taking the gun in a depressing atmosphere, Ryan felt his hand was heavy.

He has never actually touched a gun, not even a toy gun.

But for some reason, when he grabbed the Luger P08, a lot of memories immediately popped up in his head.

Including how to disassemble and how to use.

Fortunately, I don’t have to search for insurance for a long time.

After a quick check to confirm that the pistol was fine, Ryan put it back into the holster and said, "Let's go."

The soldiers didn't say anything, but immediately raised their rifles.

It was not until then that Ryan realized that the people without guns were actually himself and Lieutenant Brinkman.

It seems the system doesn't recognize the pistol as a weapon.

Shaking his head, Ryan looked at the small group of people who had already left the alley with rifles, and hurriedly took a step to catch up with them.

The scene outside the alley was still the same as before.

There are not many buildings that have retained their complete appearance, as most of them have had their roofs or walls pierced by artillery shells.

Broken bricks and rubble were everywhere, and in the front there was even a dead horse broken into two pieces.

Flies and mosquitoes kept circling over the horse's carcass, and the stench could be smelled even from more than ten meters away.

Ryan almost vomited, but he held it back.

Look up at the sky.

The Farlan plane had disappeared, but the roar of its engine could still be heard from time to time.

Judging from the direction, it should be heading north.

Ryan speculated that they might be stopping at the camp gate for reorganization, or moving towards the front-line headquarters in the rear.

In short, we probably won’t see Farlan’s plane for some time, which is a good thing.

From time to time, there were some faint gunshots coming from the direction of the camp exit, but they soon disappeared.

Through the system's screen, Ryan knew that the Farlanes had executed all the prisoners they had captured, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Fortunately, they had the home advantage in the camp. Under the leadership of a team of soldiers and with the help of the vision provided by the system, Ryan and his team arrived at the command post in ten minutes.

The speed is much slower than expected, but it's not a big problem.

After all, the Farlans probably didn't expect that there would be so many people left in the camp.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with Ryan discovering that they were cleaning the building much faster.

Considering that this camp is a stronghold located on the border of the empire, the Farlans may have obtained most of the intelligence in the camp through various means before the war.

In addition, since they have already controlled the only exit and dealt with most of the remaining troops, it is natural for them to speed up their pace.

The only problem was that because they sped up, Ryan almost collided head-on with them.

Fortunately, he looked at the map at that time and escaped.

at this time.

Thirty meters south of the command post.

The interior of a two-story house.

Ryan took out his inner shirt and covered his nose to prevent himself from being choked by the dust floating in the air.

In front of him, the window that should have been equipped with glass had completely lost its original shape. Only a stained white gauze curtain was left half-hanging on the window frame, swaying in the wind from time to time.

The entire command post could not be seen from here, but Ryan could see the bright red pants of the Farlan soldiers through the hazy gauze curtains.

Although he knew that he would not be discovered in this position, Ryan immediately lowered his body.

On the other side, Lieutenant Brinkman stepped over the cabinet on the ground before him and looked out from a distance of more than one meter from the window frame.

Ryan was about to remind her to be careful, but he saw her immediately lying on the ground, saying.

"There are twelve people in front of the command post."

"One machine gunner, nine riflemen, and three on motorcycles."

(End of this chapter)