Chapter 209： Seize the airport (2/2)

Damn it! No more!

He raised his hand, threw the empty box aside, and stood up boredly, trying to move his numb legs.

”Woo, woo.” At this moment, he suddenly made such a sound in his throat, but the sound could not be heard from his mouth, because he suddenly stretched out his hands behind him and covered his mouth!

He wanted to struggle, but the opponent's hand was so powerful, and his eyes were shining.

Ardenne drew his dagger, and the corpse was still bleeding and convulsed a few times, and there was no more movement.

He put his dagger on the opponent's clothes and wiped it a few times, then put it back into the sleeve, behind him, more people appeared, and they continued to touch it forward.

”Suddenly.” At this moment, in another direction, the sound of submachine gun shooting suddenly came!

Hearing this voice, Adenauer was stunned for a moment. Obviously, the 5th Battalion that had touched him from another direction was messed up!

”Strike!” Schelner shouted loudly. Now that ~~ has been exposed, let's change to Strike!

storm!

Hearing Scherner's order, more soldiers got up from their hiding place, holding their submachine guns, and ran forward quickly.

”Da da da da da.” An MG43 light machine gun was placed on a pile of tiles. The machine gunner operated the machine gun and fired violently at the opposite side.

There are tents.

The sound of gunshots awakened the sleeping Republican soldiers. They were sleepy-eyed, before they had time to take up their weapons, with the chirp of the bullets that sounded continuously, someone around them screamed and fell.

It's terrible!

Rush, rush!

Scherner took the 6th Battalion and ran towards the tarmac over there. While running, he used his submachine gun to fire at the opposite side.

As long as the plane landed, there would be soldiers guarding it non-stop. When the gunshots sounded from here, dozens of Republican soldiers guarding the plane made a final resistance.

The FR8 bolt-action rifle with five bullet bays in their hands was like a fire stick in front of the submachine gun. They had only one chance to shoot at most, and they were swept down by the violent rain of the submachine gun.

”Quick, retreat!” One of the soldiers guarding the plane shouted loudly.

He does not speak Spanish, but Serbian!

Scherner stood up and ran forward with his soldiers. In the darkness, he did not pursue the small group of escaped soldiers. His goal was to control these planes!

Scherner didn't know that an unremarkable soldier he let off would become his mortal enemy on the battlefield in a few years.

”Buzz, buzz...” The sound of an engine caught everyone's attention. On the runway ahead, a bi-wing Yi-15 aircraft had started and was rolling!