Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 77 The Short Board Effect
As the sun went down, the light gradually dimmed. Chen Mo, who was covered in mud, slowly raised his head from his hiding place, looked at the patrolling tank not far away, and moved his body a little bit.

Now there are several tanks in the area less than 300 meters around him. In order not to be caught fire, Chen Mo crawled like ants, moved 100 meters in three hours, and approached the tank in front of him. The opponent was not moving at the same place, maybe there was a malfunction, so Chen Mo planned to use it as a cover, and wait until it was dark before starting his own counterattack.

The German soldiers in the tank didn’t know that there was a sixth child under them. They were still discussing their results and complaining about why the tank lost its chain at a critical moment. Listening to the German conversation inside, Chen Mo deliberately knocked on the tank to scare They looked at each other, but he held back.

After the sun had completely set, a truck with lights on drove over carefully. Chen Mo took a look through the lights and found that the truck might be a logistics maintenance vehicle assigned to the tank unit. He immediately changed his target. The man noticed, climbed to the bottom of the truck, then took out the rope buckle and hung himself under the car.

The German soldiers and the tank driver in the car muttered for a long time, and after beating on the tank for a while, they returned to the car. It seemed that the crouching tank had not been repaired, and they were going back to the camp to wait for dawn. .

And Chen Mo was taken back to the German camp by the maintenance truck. He still hid under the truck without moving.

At this moment, Chen Mo should not be too embarrassed. The clothes on his body are torn, revealing the skin underneath, and the mud is everywhere. At first glance, it looks like a clay sculpture.

But he didn't have any injuries. The injuries he suffered during the day had almost healed at night, but he was full of anger waiting to be released.

Chen Mo first entered the field kitchen of the camp, killed the cook who was making supper with one knife, and then started eating and drinking unceremoniously.

After eating and drinking, he took care of his personal hygiene in the marching pot, then changed into a chef's uniform, and went to the officer's tent with the cleaned weapons.

The officer in the tent was still looking down at the documents, but he didn't realize that the cook had changed, so he simply went to see the cook whose body hadn't cooled down, and planned to continue his supper in the underworld.

Then the daring Chen Mo saw that the officer was about the same size as himself, so he put on his uniform again, and then began to clean up the unsuspecting sentries in the German camp by night.

With the uniform of an officer, coupled with night vision and dark vision, the entire maintenance camp will soon have no defensive means left. Then Chen Mo started tossing fuel and ammunition, and sent these explosive things to the soldiers' tents one by one. .

After finishing all the work, Chen Mo rolled out a two-wheeled motorcycle for scouting. After starting the motorcycle, he threw a grenade towards the oil depot in the distance.

Not far away, the German tank troops were still setting up defenses around the forest, preparing to bombard Chen Mo with cannons. When they turned their heads, they saw a huge fireball rising from the direction of their maintenance station, and then it was the turn of the tank drivers to mess up.

What Chen Mo took away was their only maintenance station at present. Not only ammunition and fuel, but also a lot of tank accessories and a large number of experienced maintenance technicians, but now they have become German acquaintances in Japan.

Although removing the maintenance station will not directly cause a loss of troops for these tank units, tanks are not like humans. This thing needs to be checked frequently. Chen Mo has blown up the parts. Lie down.

When the German reinforcements arrived, there was nothing left, and they rushed to nothing.

Before the reinforcements were annoyed, the bad news came again. The supply convoy that delivered gasoline to the armored troops was attacked. The food for the tanks in those tankers had now been scattered into the soil. There was no fuel, not only the tank troops, Those trucks and armored vehicles couldn't move either.

"How did that guy get out?"

The German commander who was in charge of the suppression was full of disbelief. He only received news during the day that the opponent was blocked in the forest by tanks. As a result, within six hours, the opponent ran out and sent a lot of unlucky logistics God.

But the bad news is not over yet, Chen Mo has no intention of confronting the main forces of the German army head-to-head. He maneuvers along the road on a motorcycle, and specially picks out the logistics, the carriages for transporting food, the ambulances for the wounded, and the communication vehicles for maintaining telephone lines. , were all his targets, and even Chen Mo threw two grenades at a field hospital he passed by, blowing up the working generator. Although no one was hurt, it frightened the doctors and nurses inside. A female nurse ran into the trench with her buttocks bare, but she was a feast for the eyes of the soldiers.

When it dawned the next day, the German commander found that his tens of thousands of troops had fallen into a predicament where communications depended on shouting and traffic depended on walking. , the tires of a large number of trucks were punctured, and now his troops are equivalent to being stuck here and unable to move.

He couldn't even eat his delicious breakfast, because the cook of the headquarters was found dead on the bed and killed with a knife, and some ingredients were put in the kitchen pots and stoves. If I can see it in the toilet, it must be that someone has used his kitchen as a toilet. None of the kitchen utensils are spared. Anyway, even if they are cleaned, he won’t be able to use them anymore, so just throw them away!
"Damn guy, is he a human or a ghost?"

The German commander, who had an empty stomach, looked pained. Fortunately, this was not the icy and snowy Eastern Front. Whether the German army, whose logistics was overwhelmed, could survive in the icy and snowy land was a question.

"Send a report to Paris, and let the Air Force send a transport plane to deliver supplies to us!"

Looking at the encirclement on the map, the commander sighed helplessly. The guy seemed to have jumped out of the encirclement, and he probably ran far away!
Then the commander, who had just had a bite of hot food in the afternoon, heard the bad news again. Some of the airdropped supplies dropped by the Air Force were robbed. Burnt charred crumbs.

"Probably thousands of brothers are going to starve!"

The report from the adjutant made the commander vomit blood angrily. The other party had no intention of leaving at all, but was still punching their pots and pans.

(End of this chapter)