"Woo...boom!" With huge screams passing through the sky from time to time, Casablanca, which had just ushered in the dawn, fell into a nightmare like hell.
The Gneisenau is equipped with three triple-mounted 283mm main guns with a rate of fire of 2.2 rounds per minute. The shells crossed the harbor for several kilometers at more than twice the speed of sound, and fell into the inland from above the city. Every salvo of its main guns would turn half a block into ruins.
Not to mention the natives of Casablanca and the Allied forces, even superhumans like Skorzny could not help but raise their hearts when they heard the terrifying scream, as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff.
"Boom!" A shell landed very accurately not far in front of the ranger's hiding place, probably less than 50 meters away.
Qin Lun and the others felt the ground under their feet tremble violently, as if they were in the midst of endless turbulent waves. Before everyone's eyes, a shell weighing 330 kilograms smashed into the Casablanca police station like a giant hammer. This huge military building seemed to have been bitten by a giant beast. Part of the main building collapsed, exposing many rooms in the building that were only half left.
In fact, apart from the Gneisenau's astonishing main guns, it was its 12 150mm secondary guns that caused the most damage to Casablanca. These secondary guns carried special incendiary bombs, which almost turned the center of Casablanca into a sea of flames.
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"Eileen, Elaine, where are you? Cough cough!" Liv Gehrman ran out of the room with disheveled hair, her face was black, and she looked like a little beggar.
She hadn't recovered from the fierce battle last night, and the red-haired girl was relatively lethargic, and she was still immersed in sleep at dawn. When she was awakened by the explosion, she thought she was having a nightmare. A 283mm artillery shell hit the lobby of the hotel where they lived, and the ensuing explosion almost toppled the roof of the entire hotel.
"Liv, I'm here, are you okay!" The white-haired girl held a sheathed Western rapier in her hand, covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and walked out of the gray dust.
"You... hahaha, you're dressed so coolly!" Liv took a closer look, then suddenly pointed at her companion, rolling backwards and forwards laughing.
"I'm not like your little lazy cat, who got into bed without even taking off my clothes last night!" Yi Lian looked down at the three-point pose on her body, and raised her round chin without changing expression.
"I... that's because I'm too tired!" Liv raised her fist angrily, "Besides, the teacher said a long time ago that it's best not to take off your clothes during the battle. The Green Hunters in the same group, even if they are resting Sometimes, at least one person must be vigilant, I am doing this to take care of you!"
"Don't make excuses, little lazy cat!" The white-haired girl squinted her eyes and glanced at her companion contemptuously, "Even the tomboys in Philip's group won't be like you, who don't even take a bath after the battle." Just lie down on the bed!"
"Hey, at least now I don't have to rummage through the trash to wear clothes!" The red-haired girl said with a smile.
"I hate those Germans!" The white-haired girl looked at the almost ruined hotel room and pouted in embarrassment.
After more than ten minutes, the two walked out of the ruins of the hotel.
"Hee hee, Elaine, don't be angry, you look handsome in this men's suit!" Liv winked meaningfully at her companion.
"Shut up!" Elaine flicked her tied white ponytail, and threw a hygienic eye to her companion, "What should I do now, go to the 'meeting place' of the Allied Forces?"
"I think... we should find the professor first!" Liv tilted her head and thought for a while, but didn't immediately agree with Elaine.
"Mom..." Just as the two girls were hesitating, a childish cry came from the street.
The two turned their heads and saw a two or three-year-old boy kneeling in front of the ruins of a residential building not far from the hotel. The little boy wiped his tears with one hand, while the other chubby little hand tried hard to reach into a small hole under the ruins.
"Little friend, it's dangerous here, get out of here..." Elaine's face tightened, and she ran to the front of the house quickly, and picked up the little boy.
"No, I want my mother!" The little boy didn't appreciate it, struggling to break away from the white-haired girl.
"Eileen, look!"
Under the hole in the ruins of the dwelling, a black arm stretched out from the hole, the palm twisted and scratched on the mud. This is a woman's hand, which should be the little boy's mother.
"She only had time to push the child away..." Elaine was silent for a moment before saying, "Should we still meet the professor?"
"No, we stay. The bombardment of the German warships is not over yet. The Allied forces will not care about the life and death of civilians in Casablanca. We can save more people by staying!" Liv's naughty smile disappeared, replaced by a serious.
"I let him fall asleep, let's go, give him to the civilians who escaped first, and then we will start searching for other survivors under the ruins." The white-haired eldest girl looked at the little boy in her arms and said with a sigh , "Now I know why the professor changed the guild's original intention and let us join the war."
"Those Germans are too much. Even if it's a war, civilians shouldn't be involved!" the red-haired girl gritted her teeth and said, "I should have persisted last night. When you come to support them, they won't be able to escape."
"Forget it, didn't you say that, those two guys are very explosive, and I didn't have the confidence to force them to stay. Besides, the Allied forces have learned from the battle information last night that the German guy's commander is That SS chief Skorzny, who is known as the 'European Ghost', is probably the only one who would issue such an order to shell without regard for civilian casualties." Elaine said bitterly.
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"Are there still people alive?" In the dilapidated fortifications, an Allied corporal pressed his helmet on his head and shouted to his comrades in disgrace.
"corporal!"
"Corporal, I'm glad you're still alive!" Scattered responses sounded amidst the dense gunpowder smoke. Several Allied soldiers pushed away sandbags and crawled out of the collapsed fortifications.
"One, two, three... Hey, where's Carl? Is he dead?" The corporal counted his hands and found that the youngest soldier in the squad was gone.
"I'm here!" A deep voice came faintly from the white smoke, and then a figure jumped out of the smoke with a strange posture, and fell towards them with teeth and claws.
"Bang!" The corporal stretched out his arms to hug the pounced figure, but was brought down to the ground by the opponent's heavy body.
"Carl, why are you getting so heavy, hey, get off of me... Hey, you..."
The corporal struggled to push away his companion's body and stood up, only to realize that Karl was not quite normal. His complexion was pale and bloodless, and there were two small holes in his neck, as if he had been bitten by some animal. The eyes are wide open on the face, with an expression of unbelievable horror, and it has been dead for a long time.
Karl is dead, so whose voice was it just now! The allied corporal suddenly looked up at the confused gunpowder ahead.
"Ah!" Just as the corporal opened his mouth to remind his soldiers, there were continuous screams beside him. A black figure jumped down from the air like a big bird, landed behind a soldier, lowered his head and bit his neck.
With the attack of this unknown creature, the smoke behind them seemed to come alive and swarmed towards everyone. A monster with a lion's head puffed out the smoke, stretched its thick arms left and right, and held down the heads of two soldiers respectively.
"Pfft!" The heads of the two soldiers burst open before the corporal's eyes, and blood and brains splashed all over his head and face.
"What?" The corporal was startled and angry, subconsciously raised his M4 submachine gun, and was about to shoot at the two monsters in front of him.
"I don't think you should do this!" A German with a strong Munich accent sounded in the corporal's ears. high.
"Da da da!" Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, the corporal felt a cold dagger stuck to his neck.
"Hey!" The corporal covered his bleeding throat, and fell back with a startled expression. The last thing he saw was a British lieutenant behind him with light gray and indifferent eyes.
"Lieutenant Colonel, why don't you use the American military uniform?" Qin Lun quickly pushed away the corpse of the corporal, avoiding the British lieutenant's military uniform used to conceal his identity from being splashed with blood.
"Hehe, this is the suggestion of the local intelligence personnel. Using the British military uniform can avoid a lot of trouble, at least not being temporarily dispatched by the American army on the road!" Skorzny said with a smile, "Even if you encounter interrogation, We can also pretend we don't know the American passwords."
"It's a pity that you can't sneak into the museum with a British military uniform!" Qin Lun shrugged his shoulders.
"It's impossible to get in with American military uniforms. It's guarded by the Allied Special Forces. Look at the uniforms of these soldiers. They are not ordinary troops, they are the most elite 101st Airborne Division of the Americans!" Captain Bock came from behind the two of them. , a gleam flashed in his eyes, "It seems that this time I can see the skills of these colleagues."
"Baron, has the museum moved those big figures to other places after the bombardment?" Skorzny turned around and asked.
"No, no, my avatar has been monitoring those three targets, but no one came out!" Weidenbeile frowned tightly and said cautiously.
"Lieutenant Colonel, I think these three buildings should have underground shelters. They will not move blindly, and they will most likely shrink underground." Grant said calmly, "Now is the time for us to make a decision. Which target to attack?"
The three suspicious targets they had previously identified were the Casablanca Museum, the largest bank building in the city, and the Allied Guard Station. Now these three buildings are all under the care of the Gneisenau, and they have become three piles of dilapidated ruins, almost razed to the ground, and the outlying fortifications and surrounding blocks were completely destroyed, turning into a sea of flames.
"It's already morning, and the Gneisenau is about to engage the British fleet, so it can no longer give us artillery support. We have effective manpower and cannot attack three targets at the same time. The two Shermans in front of the museum have not been dispatched yet. Let's go, let's choose it!"
Skorzny looked forward firmly, "The reorganized commando fighters have been scattered around. They will be responsible for blocking the enemy's reinforcements for us until the whole army is wiped out! We will probably have less than 20 minutes. time."
"Attack, gentlemen of Germany!"