Vol 4 Chapter 13: Roar, Gennasenau

(PS: The typhoon in Wenzhou City is whistling. Yesterday, the power outage has been reduced to the present, and the shortage will be added today.)

呜~~轰!
As the sky screamed through the huge whistling sounds, Casablanca, which had just dawned on the dawn, was caught in a nightmare hell.
The Gennasenau is equipped with three three-piece 283mm main guns with a firing rate of 2.5 rounds per minute. The shells crossed the harbor for a few kilometers at a speed of 2 times and fell into the hinterland from above the city. Each time the main guns volleyed, the small half of the block would be turned into ruins.
Don't talk about the Aboriginal and Allied forces in Casablanca. Even the superhumans Scolzini are hearing the terrible whistling sound, and the heart can't help but lift up, as if standing on the edge of the cliff.
"Boom!" A shell was placed very accurately in front of the hidden part of the Rangers, and the distance was probably less than 50 meters.
Qin Lun and others only felt the ground shaking under the feet, as if they were in the midst of the turbulent waves. In front of everyone's eyes, the cannonball weighing 330 kilograms broke into the garrison of Casablanca like a giant hammer. This huge military building seems to have been bitten by a giant beast, and the main building has collapsed, revealing many of the remaining rooms in the building.
In fact, aside from the amazing Gunnersenau main cannon, the biggest damage to Casablanca is its 12 150mm sub-cannon. These sub-cannons carry special incendiary bombs, almost turning the city centre of Casablanca into a sea of ​​fire.
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"Irian, Elaine, where are you? Cough!" Liv German ran out of the room with a faint smack of face, and the whole person looked like a little cockroach.
She hasn't recovered from the fierce battle last night, and the red-haired girl is more sleepy, still immersed in her sleep at dawn. When she was awakened by the explosion, she thought she was having a nightmare. A 283-mm artillery shell hit the hotel lobby where they lived, and the big bang that followed brought almost the roof of the entire hotel.
"Liv, I am here, you are all right!" The white-haired girl was carrying a scabbard of Western-style sword, holding her nose and mouth with one hand and coming out of the gray dust.
"You... hahaha, you can wear it really cool!" Li Fu fixed his eyes and suddenly pointed at his companion, laughing and leaning forward.
"I don't like your little lazy cat. I didn't take off my clothes last night and got into the bed!" Elaine looked down at the three-point style on his body and raised his rounded chin without changing his color.
"I...it's because it's too tired!" Liv raised the powder punch with annoyance. "Moreover, the teacher has said that during the battle, it is best to wear clothes. The same group of Green Hunters, even at rest. At least one person should be vigilant, I am here to take care of you!"
"Don't find an excuse, a little lazy cat!" The white-haired girl squinted and looked at her companion contemptuously. "Even if the Philippe group of men is not like you, after the fight, not even taking a bath. Just lie down on the bed!"
"Oh, at least for now, I don't have to flip through the heap!" said the red-haired girl with a smile.
"I hate the Germans!" The white-haired girl looked at the hotel room, which had almost become a ruin, and pouted in shame.
After more than ten minutes, the two walked out of the ruins of the hotel.
"Hey, Elaine, don't be angry. In fact, you are very handsome wearing this man's clothes!" Liv squeezed his eyes to the companion.
"Shut up!" Elaine licked the white ponytail and threw a hygienic eye to his companion. "What should I do now, go to the ‘the venue’ of the Allies?

"I think... we should find the professor first!" Liv thought about it with his head, and did not immediately agree with Yilian.
"Mom~~" was on the verge of two girls, but there was a tender cry on the street.
The two turned their heads and saw a small two-year-old boy sitting in front of the ruins of a dwelling house not far from the hotel. The little boy wiped his tears with one hand, and the other fat little hand struggled to reach a small hole under the rubble.
"Children, it is very dangerous here, leave this..." Ilan looked tight and ran to the front of the house and picked up the little boy.
"No, I want my mother!" The little boy did not appreciate, struggling to break free from the white-haired girl.
"Irian, look!"
Under the hole in the ruins of the dwellings, a black arm stretched out from the hole, and the palm of the hand twisted and squatted on the mud. This is the hand of a woman, it should be the mother of the little boy.
"She only had time to push the children away..." Elaine said after a moment of silence, "Do we still want to meet the professor?"
"No, we stayed, the shelling of the German warships is not over yet, the Allies will not control the lives and deaths of the Casablanca civilians, we will stay to save more people!" The naughty smile on Liv's face disappeared, replaced by a face Serious.
"I let him fall asleep, let's go, first hand him over to the civilians who escaped, and then we began to search for other survivors under the rubble." The long-haired girl looked at the little boy in her arms and sighed and said "Now I know why the professor changed the original intention of the guild and let us join the war."
"Those Germans are too much, even if it is war, they should not involve civilians!" Red-haired girl said with a grin. "I should insist on it last night. When you come over to support, they can't run away."
"Forget it, don't you say that, the two guys are very explosive, and I haven't forcibly grasped them. Not to mention, the Allies have learned from the combat information of last night that the German commander is the one. Sergezny, the head of the SS, known as the 'Ghost of Europe', is afraid that only he will issue such shelling orders that ignore civilian casualties." Elaine said with hatred.
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"Is there still a living person?" In the tattered fortifications, an Allied corporal pressed his helmet on his head and shouted his comrades in vain.
"corporal!"
"The corporal, I am glad that you are still alive!" In the smoke filled with smoke, there was a rare response. Several Allied soldiers pushed open the sandbags and climbed out of the collapsed fortifications.
"One, two, three... Hey, Carl? Is he dead?" The corporal counted several people and found that the youngest soldier in the class was gone.
"I am here!" In the smog of the white smog, a low voice loomed, and then a figure smog in a weird posture, and slammed into them.
"Hey!" The corporal reached out and hugged the figure, but was brought to the ground by the heavy body of the other party.
"Karl, how did your kid get sunk, hey, get up from me... Hey, you..."
The corporal struggled to push the body of his companion and stood up to find that Karl was not quite normal. His skin is pale, bloodless, and there are two small holes in his neck, as if he had been bitten by an animal. His eyes were round and round, with an incredible horror, and he had already died for a long time.
Carl is dead, so who is the voice! The Allied Corporal slammed his head and looked forward to the misty smoke in front.
"Ah!" While the corporal was opening his mouth to remind his soldiers, there was a continuous scream. A black figure fluttered from the air like a big bird, and fell behind a soldier, bowing his neck.
As the unidentified creatures attacked, the smoke behind them seemed to have come alive and flocked to the crowd. A lion-headed monster threw out smoke, and the thick arms stretched out to the left and right, holding the heads of the two soldiers.
"Hey!" The heads of the two soldiers cleft in front of the corporal, and the blood and brains splashed him.
"What?" The corporal was shocked and angry. He raised the M4 submachine gun subconsciously and fired 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 sergeant's ear. At the same time, a big hand was passed from the side of the corporal, gently placed in the lower part of the submachine gun, and the muzzle was lifted. high.
"Hey!" With the gunshots, the corporal only felt a cold dagger on his neck.
"Oh!" The corporal smothered the spurting throat and fell backwards with a horrified expression. The last scene he saw was a British with a light gray indifference behind him.
"Lieutenant Colonel, why not use American military uniforms?" Qin Lun swiftly pushed the corporal's body to avoid being splashed by blood to cover up the British sergeant uniform.
"Oh, this is the advice of the local intelligence personnel. With the British military uniforms can avoid a lot of trouble, at least not temporarily assigned by the US military on the road!" Scholz said with a smile, "even if it encounters cross-examination, We can also pretend that we don't know the American password."
"Unfortunately, the British uniforms can not be mixed into the museum!" Qin Lun shrugged his shoulders ~ EbookFREE.me ~ can not be mixed with the American military uniforms, where the special forces of the Allies are guarded. Look at the military uniforms of these soldiers. They are not ordinary troops. They are the most elite 101 airborne divisions of the Americans! Captain Bock came from behind the two, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. "It seems that this time I can see the skills of these peers."

"Baron, the bombardment is now, has the museum moved the big guys to other places?" Scholz turned and asked.
"No, no, my avatar has been monitoring the three targets, but there is no one out there!" Weidenberg Bayer frowned and said cautiously.
"Lieutenant Colonel, I think these three buildings should have underground shelters. They should not be blindly transferred. It is very likely that they will shrink to the ground." Grant said calmly. "Now is the time for us to make a decision. Which target did you attack?"
The three suspicious targets they had previously identified were the Casablanca Museum, one of the largest bank buildings in the city, and one Allied Guard. Nowadays, under the care of the Gennasenau, these three buildings have turned into three piles of ruined ruins, almost razed to the ground, and the surrounding fortifications and surrounding neighborhoods have been completely destroyed and turned into a sea of ​​fire.
"It is already morning. The Gennasenau is about to fight with the British fleet. We can no longer give us shelling support. We are effective and cannot attack three targets at the same time. The two Shermans in front of the museum have not been adjusted yet. Go, let's choose it!"
Scolzny looked firmly in front of him. "The reorganized commando fighters have been scattered around. They will be responsible for blocking enemy reinforcements for us until the whole army is over! We will probably be less than twenty minutes. time."
"Offensive, German gentlemen!"