As the commander of the 2nd Army, Jeffrey knew how serious the situation was. With just two infantry divisions, he could not stop the German army like a tide. It can be said that once the Germans landed across the sea, they would definitely end in failure.

Even if it is autumn now, it is cold and freezing here, and it is difficult to construct various fortifications, and there are very few tanks in their hands.

However, since you stay here, you must not be afraid of death. If the Germans come up, they will fight to the death with them. At worst, they will die here in the end.

This is Jeffrey's attitude, and when Jeffrey said this, everyone present was moved.

Fight to the death! As long as you have such a promise, what are you afraid of!

After saying that, Jeffrey said to Bren again: "The German fleet may arrive in nearby waters in six hours. Governor Bren, we have a Coast Guard patrol ship at the port and can arrive in Canada soon. Please take a warship to Canada temporarily and wait until the war is over before coming back."

What Jeffrey said is very obvious. You shouldn’t be afraid, are you? If you are afraid, get out! See how our America fights on this land. Even if we fail in the end, we will do our best.

Jeffrey said this, making Bren blush: "I will not leave Greenland. I am the governor here. I will live and die with Greenland."

Bren is indeed unwilling to leave. He took Greenland to the United States at the beginning. Now that Greenland is about to fall into war, how could Bren leave the entire island and run away secretly? Bren really can't do this kind of behavior.

"Then let's discuss tomorrow's battle, the most intense one will break out on the beach, and we will take advantage of the Germans landing and hit them hard." Jeffrey continued, starting to study its specific tactics: "If the residents of Greenland can join us, we will have a greater chance to shoot more Germans."

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Apart from being cold, it is still cold, but everyone's heart is hot and the bullets are loaded, so I'm waiting for the last chance.

Two cars, loaded with soldiers, parked on the road near the government building, and Scholz looked at the building in the darkness.

Except for the outposts when entering the city, other places are unobstructed. I encountered a patrol team twice in the city, but no one asked, but one team even saluted them.

In this way, I came to the destination. Now, Scholzne has to choose a specific way of action.

Continue to pretend to be the US military and then go in with a swagger? This is not good. This headquarters cannot be settled by two big-eared shaves. When the other party asks for a certificate, it will be exposed. Moreover, they must have passwords. Even if Scholzne has a forged certificate in his hand, it will be in vain without a password, and it will definitely alarm the other party.

Once it is transformed into a gun battle, the main owner there will definitely evacuate as soon as possible, and it will be difficult to find it.

Take action now, that's the worst solution.

Fortunately, Skolzne had already prepared.

Scholzne looked at it again. As I saw before, next to the government building, thirty meters away, there was the clock tower. This clock tower is more than ten meters taller than the government building. If you plan to detour, you have to find a way out from the clock tower.

"Snipers, occupy the nearby commanding heights, prepare for cover, blasting team, act according to the original plan, and the others, come with me." Skorzne said: "Plan No. 3, normal action."

Not everyone was carrying submachine guns. Three sniper teams quickly disappeared into the darkness, looking for the location of the snipers that had been planned nearby and preparing for sniper operations.

There were only two people in the blasting team, and they disappeared quickly. They were responsible for the retreat, creating explosions and chaos, and covering other people's retreat tasks.

The remaining people lined up in two lines, like patrol troops, heading along the street and towards the bell tower.

It was cold and there was no one standing guard outside the bell tower. There were no one around, and the soldiers of the special forces got in skillfully.

Morris walked in the front, carrying a bundle of ropes on his shoulders, and behind Morris was Nester, who was holding a light crossbow in his hand.

Many times, if you want to kill others quietly, it is more suitable to have a crossbow.

In this era, there have been many silencers, the most famous of which is the Derell silence carbine made in the UK. This gun has a silencer diameter of 51 mm, extending from the base of the barrel to the muzzle position, occupying half of the total length of the gun body, so there is enough space to absorb gunpowder gas and reduce the initial velocity of the bullet to subsonic speed.

In this way, after the bullet is out of the bore, there will be no shock waves due to supersonic speed. Although the low initial velocity leads to a range of only 250 meters, the performance of the silencer barrel is quite excellent, so the sound caused during shooting is smaller than the sound of the bolt pulling the bullets onto the load.

In other words, it still has sound. Any so-called silent gun can only be called a faint sound gun at most. In some operations, griffin special forces will use this gun, and in situations where quieter things are needed, they will use crossbows.

As a cold weapon, its sound is almost inaudible.

The steps in the bell tower were quite steep. When Morris stood in front of the window at the top of the bell tower, the last person had just closed the door to the bell tower.

Morris' body was lying on the window, Nester stood behind him, looking at the roof of the government building dozens of meters away with his sharp eyes. Sure enough, there was an unlucky guy there, half lying behind a machine gun, wrapping his coat tightly.

From this point of view, the shooting world is just right.

Nester calmed his breath and slowly put the bowstring on it. With the creaking sound, the crossbow arrow was installed.

Then, aiming. Compared to the rifle, the crossbow was more affected by the wind. Nester slowly adjusted, and then pulled the trigger with his index finger.

"Swoosh!" The crossbow arrow cut through the air and made an almost inaudible sound. The tiny arrow shaft just passed through the other party's forehead.

If it weren't for personal experience, no one would have imagined that this light arrow could pass through the skull of a person, and at the same time, it was covered with cyanide to ensure that the other party could die quickly.

Now, Nester is doing it perfectly. His pair of hands that operate the plane and control crossbow arrows are so flexible and free.

After the arrow entered his mind, the unlucky sentry fell to the ground and died without slapping it. Next, it was Morris.
Chapter completed!