Chapter 54 Private Mission

Chapter 54 Private Mission
The night ends.

Looking down at the Somme River area from high above, countless long shadows were converging towards Leva. The warring parties dispatched thousands of transport vehicles, and the roar of fighter jets was often accompanied by brilliant flames rising into the sky.

Countless infantry launched a death charge on the battle line. Maxim heavy machine guns ruthlessly reaped lives. It often took several rounds of tug-of-war to determine the ownership of a trench. The corpses could not be recovered in time, attracting swarms of flies and vultures.

The city of Leva was of strategic significance to the overall war. As the hub for the movement of troops on the Prussian defense line, its fall would mean the complete loss of the western side of the battlefield. The defeat would radiate to the entire region, and in turn affect Verdun, where the war was equally brutal.

In a collapsed attic in the city of Leva.

Jiang He hid under the overlapping wooden beams, staring wide-eyed as he browsed the map in the supply bag. Due to the lack of light, it was a bit difficult for him to read. If the city was divided into four areas, east, south, west and north, then the north and south had already been occupied by both the enemy and us, and the most intense confrontation was in the east and west areas. As the troops continued to gather, the density of soldiers was rising at an astonishing rate.

"Crocodile Knight Ksophia, she goes to the ruins of the bank in front to loot every night. This guy's skin is quite tough, especially her head. With the current damage of your sniper rifle, you can seriously injure her, but you may not be able to guarantee the kill. It's best to hit her eyes."

Jiang He stared at the large ruins outside the gap, and occasionally saw the tiny flames of soldiers lighting cigarettes. In the highly tense state, tobacco became a necessity to soothe the mind, even at the risk of his life.

Ten minutes later, a slender figure appeared beside the ruins, dressed neatly in a Prussian military uniform.

In the gloomy night, only the pile of wood chips detonated by the artillery shells was still burning, dimly illuminating the graceful outline of the woman. She glanced back and forth, quietly pushed aside a piece of stone, and carefully searched among the debris underneath.

"Before the war, the Reden Bank was well-known in Europe. It was second only to the Prussian emperor's money bag in Prussia. What is she looking for?"

Seeing how serious the target was, Wuhe couldn't help but feel a little curious. Exposing himself in the same position for a long time in a street fight was particularly unwise even for a knight. The treasure that paid the price for this recklessness was likely to be priceless.

"A bird in the hand is worth ten in the bush. I will become a knight first, then think of other things."

Jiang He set up the sniper rifle and deliberately aimed at the three-inch position above the prey's head. After hundreds of sniping attempts, he found that some prey with high vigilance would have an instinctive sense of crisis when being targeted, and would dodge to varying degrees.

Not only knights, but also veterans who have experienced many battles have this special ability. The most prominent example is Tommy. The Wildebeest Knight's flash of inspiration has enhanced his special perception to an abnormal level. From Battlefield 145 to Battlefield 144, every shell that might hit was avoided by Tommy in advance. He has a strong ability to save his life, and occasionally he can easily shoot and hit enemy officers.

Jiang He hypnotized himself through the scope. He had no hatred with the Crocodile Knight. It was just that their camps were in opposition. Killing the prey was not the goal. Devouring the flesh and blood to nourish himself was the ultimate goal. If he encountered a stone blocking the way, he would have to move it away.

Wuhe was surprised to find from the perspective of the surveillance crow that the murderous intent in a certain person was rapidly decreasing, and his aura was gradually blending with the surroundings. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would even think that the other person had turned into a dead object.

Jiang He slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun, and the crosshairs fell on the target's forehead. The crocodile knight did not notice at all and continued to search among the debris. Her strong defense was her reliance when she went out.

The bullet flew out from the muzzle, and the shattering effect caused a wisp of pale white air to appear on the trajectory. The gun flame flickered, and the bullet penetrated the crocodile knight's eye socket from the side, shattering the eyeball and destroying the brain. The kinetic energy caused her to fall to the side and die.

As expected, the sniper attack was successful, and a C-level military achievement was added to the codex page.

Jiang He retreated from the gap between the wooden beams. His newly acquired skill of hiding his murderous intent was very suitable for assassination, and it was one of the signs of whether a sniper was good. During the day, when the Hawkeye Knight sniped him, his instinctive reaction was not to respond. Compared with day-to-day exploration and training, the hypnosis skill provided a lot of help.

"Two fire teams are approaching you. All eleven of them are equipped with MP18 submachine guns. My suggestion is to retreat quickly. This thing was originally planned to be mass-produced in two years, and its firepower is not on the same level as rifles."

Jiang He followed suit, leaving behind a black gem and immediately retreating. When he was 70 meters away, he felt that the connection with the chaos bomb had become almost nonexistent, so he took another step forward. Soon, the infantry surrounded the collapsed attic from all sides, firing at the ruins, with crackling sounds coming one after another.

Jiang He snapped his fingers, hypnotizing himself to use it as a switch to activate the chaos bomb. It was as if a thunder sounded at night, and a violent shock wave rushed around with the wreckage of the building. The heat radiation caused the iron products to melt.

"The spirit value is seven points, so the maximum distance of remote control is seventy meters."

The explosion seemed to have awakened the city of Leva, and roars of fighting and fierce gunfire were heard everywhere. Many hiding soldiers woke up and rejoined the increasingly fierce battle.

Jiang He returned to the chemical plant. The machine gun position on the first floor had been removed by the Prussians, leaving a large pit with a diameter of nearly two meters. The new firepower team was in place and continued to control the street entrance.

When they reached the second floor, Charles XIII's body was already cold, and the two individual rations in the supply bag were completely gone.

Wuhe reconstructed the scene and analyzed: "About five or six hours ago, he woke up. His injuries were stable but he couldn't move. The removal of the machine gun position put him under great psychological pressure. A high-intensity gunfight broke out in the fight for the chemical plant, so he chose to shoot himself after eating his rations. In this environment, no one should be bored enough to fake a suicide scene."

After that, Wu He said modestly: "Please call me Detective Wu."

"Detective Wu."

"It's embarrassing for me."

Jiang He took away the remaining supplies, mainly the bullet boxes and grenades inside.

On the way back to the outside of the city, he scattered cinnabar pills along the way to open up a safe entrance and exit.

……

A village surrounded by dense forests outside the city of Leva.

In the camp's quartermaster department, the chief officer was replaced by a middle-aged colonel. It was obvious that Lieutenant General Summerford's headquarters had moved here to supervise the overall battle.

"You mean, you killed two knights and twenty foot soldiers in just half a day?"

The surprised voice attracted everyone's attention. It was a rare thing for knights to die or live because there were not many of them. Killing twenty people was equivalent to destroying half of an infantry platoon. Street fighting was by no means a death charge. This meant that the individual combat capability of the person who owned the record was outstanding.

"If you want, I can repeat it a third time, or burn the code page to help cheer you up. After all, it's not as useful as I thought." Jiang He said calmly.

The middle-aged colonel laughed awkwardly, put his hands together on the table, and said seriously: "I have a personal mission. Do you want to accept it?"

Jiang He replied, "That depends on what personal reward the commander can offer."

(End of this chapter)