The new super cute from Meiman

Chapter 95 No smoking here

Since he sneaked into the base, he couldn't just sit and wait. Fisher, who was dressed as a German officer, simply swaggered around the camp with his followers.

The group took a shower with the crowd, and enjoyed a lunch. Finally, Fisher had a drink with a German colonel. Dendorf is back at base with his guards!

Although Germany's local resources are still tight, Ludendorff's ostentation is still domineering. The team consists of eight reconnaissance vehicles and cars. Clothes.His P1900 pistol is in a hard shell holster, he is also wearing a gray army overcoat, and he holds an ivory walking stick in his hand.

And he himself looked extremely majestic, with a dignified face. After chatting with several officers who greeted him, he dropped his coat and walked towards the largest building on the base, where the German officer Fisher touched. Documents are not eligible to enter.

Although he knew that the target was only a shot away from him, Fisher really didn't dare to commit a violent murder. After all, Ludendorff was surrounded by a guard of dozens of people, all of whom were equipped with bulletproof armor and MP18 submachine guns. Kind of, the characteristic camouflage on the m1917 helmet on the head shows that these guard members are all carefully selected veterans of the Stormtroopers.If there is a real fight, Fisher is really not sure. He usually carries some light weapons and only one piece of body armor. Although the exo exoskeleton is powerful, it can't hold the 77mm anti-aircraft gun.

"It would be great if there was a nano suit!" Fisher holstered the Luger that had already been loaded, and then walked slowly towards the rear of the convoy, and then he saw a German pilot wearing a leather jacket He was dragged off the truck by two other burly Stormtrooper soldiers.

"???" Fisher stared wide-eyed, and vaguely saw a familiar shadow from the twisted face of the other party. This is not such a small person!

Captain Steve, who was originally incomparably beautiful, was dragged backwards into the largest building in the base like a dead dog.

Fisher wanted to follow up to have a look, but was stopped just as he reached the door.

"Pass, Captain!"

"Sorry, what did that guy do?" He took out a cigarette and stuffed it with a good old American knife cigarette, and the sentry on guard immediately became less serious.

"It is said to be an American spy who has just been discovered!"

"Oh, thank you~"

Fisher, who turned around and left, is now a little skeptical of life. The collapse of the plot must not be his own doing, but he can't watch Steve being raped by Ludendorff, a bad old man. To be saved.

Back at the temporary hiding place, Fisher counted the remaining weapons and ammunition in his hands, some unused explosives, several rifles and submachine guns, and a bazooka, but these weapons did not have much ammunition. His improvised bolter had run out of ammunition, and he had left it in the desert.

"Mahad!" Reaching out to recruit the guerrillas he brought, Fisher threw the explosives to them.

"Leave these things in other corners of the camp, and don't let anyone find out. Hala, you three go to the parking lot, find an armored vehicle, and park here at six o'clock in the afternoon!"

"Mr. Lawrence, what are you doing?" Several Arab guerrilla soldiers were puzzled.

"Save people, blow up this military base by the way!"

"This is good!" After hearing the news, the Arab guerrillas were not only not afraid, but very excited. For them, it would be nice if they could kill a few more enemies. As for the Germans or the Ottomans, is there any difference?

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Steve Trevor raised his head, his right eye was so swollen that he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, his nose and mouth were full of fishy smell, and his arms and thighs were burning hot from the friction of the shackles.

But Steve wasn't afraid, he just regretted that he didn't check the back road when he acted during the day, and was discovered by the sentry. Steve also knew the end he was about to face, it was nothing more than a death, fortunately He has hidden that item in a secret place. Although it cannot be sent back to the Allied Powers, it can delay the progress of the Germans, and that is enough.

Just when Steve was still pondering whether he should call President Wilson eternal or the United States of America must win before he died, the door of the cell was roughly pushed open.

"How is he?" a male voice asked, full of air.

"No big problem, this guy is strong enough!"

"That's good, Dr. Maru will love it! Drag him out!"

Rough big hands tugged at Steve's collar. The originally strong jacket had been shredded during the torture, and it made a rattling sound when it was pulled by the soldiers.

The noisy factory, the sound of chattering, and the biabia sound of leather boots stepping on the stagnant water, all intertwined, making Steve a little dazed.

Several commando soldiers with big waists took Steve to a sealed glass room and tied him to a chair.

Then a German general enters with a woman with a china mask on her chin.

"Where are my notes?"

Seeing that Steve was obviously agitated, the woman pulled his collar and questioned him word by word.

"It's gone!" Steve coughed twice, and wanted to laugh, but was caught by the blood foam in his mouth, and finally became a dry cough.

"Do you want to die?" The woman pointed to a stool not far away, on which was a prisoner of the Allied Powers, but the prisoner had been dead for a long time.

"Is it worth dying like him? Captain, I ask you again, where are my notes?"

The one who answered her was Steve looking like a fool, "Your poison gas has killed so many soldiers, now there is no chance!"

"You..." Dr. Maru wanted to swallow Steve alive at this moment.

"Let me come, Dr. Maru!" Ludendorff, who had been silent behind him, stepped forward, and began to persuade Steve to make a deal from the perspectives of military honor, life, and family. He took out his stolen notebook, but the latter just looked at each other and said, "Your Excellency, you and I are both soldiers!"

After realizing that neither soft nor hard could make Steve succumb, Ludendorff could only invite Dr. Maru and her eighth secret gas bomb again.

"It's too late for you to regret it now!"

"bring it on!"

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Fischer pretended to inspect the workpiece and stood not far from the gas chamber. This is a purely manual gas bomb production line. Hundreds of Ottoman soldiers are making bombs from the poison gas invented by Dr. Maru under the guidance of German officers. These bombs would then appear on the battlefields of the Middle East and Europe.

And Fisher also directly killed a German officer with a pass, and then used his pass to get in.

"Five, four, three, two, one!" Seeing that Steve was about to be put on a gas mask and turned into a test subject, Fisher let the time bomb set by the guerrillas explode.

Several shock waves instantly swept across the glass windows of all buildings within a few kilometers, and Fisher moved amidst the tinkling and shattered glass.

"Da da da..." Two stolen mp18 submachine guns sprayed out fireworks, smashing a row of Stormtroopers standing outside the laboratory into a sieve, and then the bullets passed through the iron door and wooden wall, crackling and hitting the laboratory. on the bulletproof glass of the room.

The Ottoman army and German officers in the chaos hadn't gotten up from the ground at this moment, and then Fisher dropped a smoke bomb emitting thick smoke, and the choking smoke instantly covered the area and covered Fisher's body. trace.

"Let's go!" Ludendorff looked at the approaching figure in the smoke, and pushed Dr. Maru to another door of the laboratory. He grabbed his pistol and watched Fischer approaching vigilantly.

"Are you going to save him? Then I promise, the moment you broke in, he must be the one who died!"

"Are you sure?" Fisher's voice was muffled because he was wearing a gas mask, but Ludendorff still heard it.

"Yes!" After his guards entered through the back door, Ludendorff gained confidence immediately. He hid behind the soldiers of the guards, intending to see how Fisher broke in.

Then Fisher pulled out his nv4 assault rifle from under his clothes, and put it on the thick bulletproof glass.

"Puff puff puff..." A series of dense bullet holes appeared on the bulletproof glass, and Ludendorff's proud guards fell to the ground before they could even react, including Ludendorff himself. The bullet that hit his guard was deformed after penetrating his body and hit his thigh.

"Damn it, take me out of here!" Ludendorff didn't dare to stay for a moment after discovering that the opponent's weapon could penetrate glass. He struggled to crawl out from the back door, and then let out a scream like a pig.

"Kill them, kill them!"

More guard soldiers rushed forward, trying to stop Fisher, but two artillery-type Luger pistols rising out of nowhere became the last scene they saw.

64 rounds of 9mm bullets were fired in such a narrow space. As a result, Ludendorff's guards piled up layers of corpses on the ground. Then Fisher threw a smoke bomb again, covering the back door of the gas chamber, and then Pick up Steve and trot along the way.

"You know, I crossed the entire desert just to see you, so don't sleep!" Fisher murmured while running, he was still waiting to see the long legs, if Steve got cold, How do I get to Paradise Island by myself?

"Notebook!" Steve also understood at this moment that Fisher was either an enemy or a friend. He patted Fisher on the shoulder and whispered.

"What did you say?"

"The notebook, in my plane, number kr123, is a Fokker triplane, you must get the notebook!"

　Three thousand words, I was very sorry yesterday, good night

　　

　

(End of this chapter)