Chapter 1192 The Folk Customs Are Sturdy

Under the icy sunlight, Henri Maupassant's army moved slowly.

One month is short, and in order to improve the efficiency of the operation, the officer in charge of this expedition decided to carry out the two tasks of 'reconnaissance' and 'movement' at the same time.

The sound of the soles of the feet stepping on the snow constantly echoed in the ears of every Gallic soldier. The thick snow, when they stepped on each foot, would directly cover up half of their calves and let every soldier. The soldiers clearly felt the difficulty of marching in the snow.

However, they didn't know that in such a snow-covered hill, a pair of eyes were already staring at them...

After nightfall, the soldiers gathered around the fire, drinking hot soup, wondering in their hearts when such a day would count.

On the outside of the camp, through the darkness of night, silhouettes that almost merged with the surrounding snow have quietly touched the vicinity.

A snow-white figure flashed quickly on the periphery, attracting the attention of the soldier guarding the periphery of the camp.

After rubbing his eyes, the soldier said in Gallic to another soldier on duty beside him...

"It seems that something flashed past just now, I'll go take a look."

The other soldier who heard this frowned, then glanced at the surrounding snow, and said cautiously...

"I'll go with you."

There was no ambiguity. The two soldiers turned on the flashlights they were carrying at the same time. The soldier who spoke first walked in front, while the cautious soldier followed five or six steps behind.

There is no moon tonight. After a little distance from the camp, the surrounding light became obviously dim. The cold wind blowing was like a knife. It hurt people's skin and made the soldier walking in front I can't help shrinking my neck, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

The light provided by the flashlight quickly swept across the snow in front of him, as if he had discovered something, and the soldier walking in front quickly said...

"Hey Pad, come and see this..."

While speaking, the soldier subconsciously turned his head to look at his partner, only to find that there was no one behind him.

Pad, who should have followed behind him, disappeared without a sound...

This situation obviously surprised the soldier, opened his mouth, and subconsciously called out Pad's name.

As a result, before the words could be said, there was a whistling cold wind, and there was a sudden 'boom' in the air. The soldier opened his mouth, and finally only made a 'cough', and the sound was very light. , It feels like something is stuck in his throat and he is about to cough it out.

And it is.

Almost in the next second, a large piece of blood foam mixed with fresh blood overflowed from the soldier's mouth, and finally fell heavily on the snow with a 'puff'.

Returning to the calm snow, two snow-white figures slowly appeared, which were the white foxes among the northern tribes of Wanjie Civilization.

The two fox men were standing in two different positions.

The fox man who was closer, after quickly disposing of the body of the Gallic soldier, walked a dozen meters in the opposite direction, and soon, the soldier called Pad appeared in the in his sight.

Of course, there are corpses...

This Gallic soldier named Pade was shot through the throat by another fox man with a neat arrow from behind!

At this moment, the plan of the two fox guerrillas was undoubtedly clear.

One was responsible for attracting the other's attention, while the other, in the opposite direction, silently killed the two soldiers with bows and arrows from behind.

I have to say that at this stage, as an assassination weapon, the value of bows and arrows cannot be replaced by firearms.

At the same time, the same scene was being played around the Gallic army's camp. The guards arranged by the other party around the camp were quickly cleaned up by the fox guerrillas in batches.

The Gaul camps, which were basically all disintegrated with cordon lines, almost became an undefended state.

In the snow, the main force that had been waiting not far away quickly rushed out.

They held rifles in their hands, wore light-colored combat uniforms, and did not need any flashlight equipment. Even in the snow at night, they could still see things normally.

This is the Northland special unit headed by White Wolf Patriarch Wade, the Snow Wolf Commando!

Due to special physical reasons, they generally do not participate in battles in other areas, and are only responsible for the tasks in the northern region and the bitter cold land.

But this time, it gave them the opportunity to show their strengths one at a time.

Among the wolf clan, the white wolf clan also belonged to the tall and majestic type, and their burly physique made them more 'reckless' when they started their hands.

After all, it is not a matter of one or two days for the northern folk customs to be sturdy.

After quickly crossing the guard posts that had been deactivated, they approached the main base of the Gallic army without saying a word. As soon as they came up, they directly threw a round of high-explosive grenades!

The astonishing series of explosions completely broke the calm of the night. The local specialties of the dwarves exploded brilliantly this night and brought their warmest greetings.

In the flames of the explosion, Wade, who threw two high-explosive grenades in a row, quickly let out a wolf howl...

"The whole army advances! Destroy them!!"

A grand party of guns and ammunition was staged in the late night camp of the Gallic army.

The main melody of gunshots and explosions, combined with the accompaniment of panic and screams, quickly pushed this grand party to its climax!

Several sentries arranged on the periphery were silently killed, which caused the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Commando to be completely defenseless before they rushed to their faces.

Wade advanced with a group of subordinates all the way. In the hail of bullets, he was not afraid at all. For a pure man in the north, it would not be a problem if he got two bullets!

This night raid can be said to be very successful.

On a high ground, Hill, who was wearing a double-breasted military coat, lightly pressed the brim of his big-brimmed hat on his head. A pair of ice blue eyes looked at the fire in the distant camp. At this moment , the face of the city owner of Winter City has a kind of indifference that everything is under control.

"It's almost there. The soldiers of the other side have already started to organize a counterattack. After two more waves, they will send out a signal flare and tell Wade and the others to retreat."

After that, Hill threw the binoculars in his hand to the adjutant standing by the side, and then walked down the hill without looking back, because for Hill, the next battle was no longer a sight. It is necessary to go down.

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