(PS: A typhoon in Wenzhou city is howling, and the power outage has not been achieved yesterday. I will make up for the shortage today.)

"Woo~~Boom!" As huge screams flashed through the sky from time to time, Casablanca, who had just ushered in the dawn, fell into a nightmare hell.

The Gneisenau is equipped with three triple-mounted 283mm main guns, with a rate of fire of 2.5 rounds per minute. The shells crossed a few kilometers of harbor at more than twice the speed of sound and fell into the inland from above the city. Each of its main guns' salvo would turn half a block into ruins.

Not to mention the indigenous peoples and allied forces of Casablanca, even superhumans such as Skolzny couldn't help but lift their hearts up as if standing on the edge of a cliff when they heard that terrible scream.

"Boom!" A shell landed very accurately not far in front of the hidden place of the Rangers, and the distance was probably less than 50 meters.

Qin Lun and others felt a violent tremor at the ground at their feet, as if they were in the endless storm. In front of everyone, the 330 kilogram shell hit Casablanca's security station like a giant hammer. This huge military building seemed to have been bitten by a giant beast, and part of the main building collapsed, revealing many rooms in the building that were only half left.

In fact, putting aside the amazing main gun of the Gneisenau, the biggest damage to Casablanca is its 12 150mm secondary guns. These secondary guns carry special incendiary bombs, almost turning Casablanca into a sea of ​​fire.

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"Elaine, Elaine, where are you? Cough cough!" Liv Gelman ran out of the room with a scattered head, his face dark, and he looked like a little beggar.

She had not recovered from the fierce battle last night. In addition, the red-haired girl was already sleepy and was still immersed in her sleep at dawn. When she was awakened by the explosion, she thought she was having a nightmare. A 283mm shell hit the lobby of the hotel where they lived, and the subsequent big explosion almost overturned the roof of the entire hotel.

"Liv, I'm here, are you okay?" The white-haired girl held a sheathed Western sting sword in her hand, covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and walked out of the dusty dust.

"You...hahaha, you dress so coolly!" Liv looked closely and suddenly pointed at her companion, laughing so hard that she leaned back and forth.

"I'm not like you, a little lazy cat. I didn't take off my clothes last night and got into the quilt!" Elaine looked down at the three-point pose on her body, and raised her round chin without changing her face.

"I... that's because I'm too tired!" Liv raised her pink fist in annoyance, "Besides, the teacher has said that it's best to be untied during the battle. Even when resting, there must be at least one person to keep alert. I'm all about taking care of you!"

"Don't make excuses, little lazy cat!" The white-haired girl squinted her eyes and looked at her companion with contempt, "Even the male wives in Philip's group will not be like you. After the battle, she will not even take a shower and then lie on the bed!"

"Hehe, at least now I don't have to flip my clothes in the garbage dump!" said the red-haired girl with a smile.

"I hate those German guys!" The white-haired girl looked at the hotel room that had almost become ruins, and pouted in shame.

More than ten minutes later, the two walked out of the ruins of the hotel.

"Hehe, Elaine, don't be angry. In fact, you are pretty handsome in this man's clothes!" Liv squeezed his eyes at his companion meaningfully.

"Shut up!" Elaine shook her white ponytail and threw a hygienic eye on her companion, "What should I do now? Will I go to the Allied 'meeting venue' to see?"

"I think...we should find the professor first!" Liv tilted her head and thought for a while, but did not immediately agree with Elaine's opinion.

"Mom~~" While the two girls were hesitating, a tender cry came from the street.

The two turned their heads and saw a two or three-year-old boy kneeling in front of a ruined house not far from the hotel. The little boy wiped his tears with one hand, while the other fat little hand struggled to reach into a small hole under the ruins.

"Little kid, it's very dangerous here, get out of here..." Elaine's face tightened, she ran to the front of the house quickly, and picked up the little boy.

"No, I want mom!" The little boy didn't appreciate it and struggled hard to break free from the white-haired girl.

"Elaine, look!"

Under the hole in the ruins of the house, a black arm stretched out from the hole, and the palm twisted and clenched on the mud. This is a woman's hand, and it should be the little boy's mother.

"She only had time to push the child away..." Elaine was silent for a moment before saying, "Are we going to meet with the professor?"

"No, let's stay. The shelling of the German warships has not ended yet. The Allies will not care about the lives and deaths of the Casablanca civilians. We can save more people when we stay!" Liv's naughty smile disappeared, replaced by a serious face.

"I let him fall asleep. Let's go, first hand him over to the escaped civilians, and then we start searching for other survivors under the ruins." The gray-haired girl looked at the little boy in her arms and sighed, "Now I know why the professor changed the original intention of the guild and let us join the war."

"Those German guys are too much. Even war should not involve civilians!" said the red-haired girl gritted her teeth, "I should have held on for a while last night. When you come to support, they will not be able to escape."

"Forget it, didn't you say that those two guys are very explosive, and I'm not sure to keep them. Moreover, the Allies have learned from the combat information last night that the commander of the German man was Skolzny, the SS leader known as the "Ghost of Europe". I'm afraid that only he would issue such a bombardment order that ignores civilian casualties." Elaine said hatefully.

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"Is there still a living person?" In the ragged fortification, an Allied corporal pressed his helmet on his head and shouted at his comrades in a dusty face.

"corporal!"

"Corporal, I'm glad you're still alive!" A sparse response sounded in the smoke of gunpowder. Several Allied soldiers pushed open the sandbags and crawled out of the collapsed fortifications.

"One, two, three... Huh, where is Carl? Is he dead?" The corporal counted the men and found that the youngest soldier in the class was missing.

"I'm here!" A low voice came from the white smoke, and then a figure threw out the smoke in a strange posture and threw it at them with his teeth and claws.

"Bang!" The corporal reached out to hug the figure who was rushing to the ground, but was brought to the ground by the other party's heavy body.

"Carl, why has your kid become heavy? Hey, get up from me quickly... Hey, you..."

The corporal pushed away his companion's body and stood up to find that Carl was a little abnormal. His skin was pale and bloodless, and there were two small holes in his neck, as if he had been bitten by some animal. His eyes were wide open on his face, and he had been dead for a long time with an incredibly terrifying look.

Carl is dead, so who's voice just now! The Allied corporal suddenly looked up at the confused smoke ahead.

"Ah!" Just as the corporal spoke to remind his soldiers, there were continuous screams beside him. A black figure rushed down from the air like a big bird, landed behind a soldier, and 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-headed and human body rushed out the smoke, stretched its thick arms left and right, and pressed the heads of the two soldiers respectively.

"Puff!" The two soldiers' heads burst in front of the corporal's eyes, and blood and brain matter splattered his head and face.

"What?" The corporal was shocked and angry, subconsciously lifted up the 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 rang out in the ears of the corporal, and at the same time, a big hand walked around the side of the corporal, gently resting on the lower part of the submachine gun, raising the muzzle.

"Da da da da!" Accompanied by the gunshot, the corporal felt a cold dagger sticking to his neck.

"Wow!" The corporal covered his blood-spraying throat and fell back with a stunned expression. The last scene he saw was a British lieutenant with a light gray and cold look behind him.

"Lieutenant Colonel, why not use American uniforms?" Qin Lun quickly pushed away the corporal's body to avoid the British lieutenant's uniform being splattered on his body to conceal his identity.

"Haha, this is the suggestion of local intelligence personnel. Using British uniforms can avoid a lot of trouble, at least they will not be temporarily assigned by the American army on the road!" Skolzny said with a smile, "Even if we encounter cross-examination, we can pretend not to know the American command."

"It's a pity that I can't get into the museum with British military uniforms!" Qin Lun shrugged.

"It is impossible to get in with American uniforms, and it is guarded by special forces from the Allied forces. Looking at the uniforms of these soldiers, they are not ordinary troops, but the most elite 101st Airborne Division of the Americans!" Captain Bock walked from behind the two, with a glimmer flashing in his eyes, "It seems that he can see the skills of these colleagues this time."

"Baron, until now, has the museum allowed those big figures to be transferred to other places?" Skolzny asked, turning around.

"No, no, my clone has been monitoring the three targets, but no one came out!" Weidenbele said cautiously with a frown.

"Lieutenant Colonel, I think these three buildings should have underground covers. They should not be blindly transferred, and they are likely to shrink to the ground." Grant said calmly, "Now is the time for us to make a decision. Which target is the one we are attacking?"

The three suspicious targets they identified before were: one was the Casablanca Museum, one was the largest bank building in the city, and the other was the Allied Police Station. Now, under the focus of the Gneesenau, these three buildings have become three piles of shabby ruins, almost razed to the ground, and the outer fortifications and surrounding neighborhoods have been completely destroyed, turning into a sea of ​​fire.

"It's already morning, and the Gneisenau is about to fight with the British fleet and can no longer provide us with 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 transferred yet, so we will choose it!"

Skolzny looked forward with a firm look, "The reorganized commando soldiers have been scattered around. They will be responsible for blocking enemy reinforcements for us until the entire army is wiped out! We will probably have less than twenty minutes."

"Occurrence, German gentlemen!"
Chapter completed!