This is an Ernst-style raid!!

Such an raid is unfamiliar and novel to the members of the New Skeleton Commando, but it is ordinary for Wang Weiyi.

The bullets shot and killed the American soldiers like rainstorms, which caused the American barracks to fall into chaos.

Several temporary firepower points that were barely formed were quickly destroyed by the commandos.

There were explosions everywhere and fires everywhere. The commandos were half-baked at the enemy, as if they were going to shoot the last bullet in the gun chamber and would give up.

Wang Weiyi shot a shuttle of bullets and replaced it with a new magazine. After looking at the time, it was almost done. Now, after the Americans have gradually developed some organizations after experiencing the initial chaos. If they continue to delay, the team will suffer losses.

Without giving a retreat order, Wang Weiyi had strictly stipulated the attack time before the raid began. He once told his team members that in the Skeleton Commando, obedience would be the only thing they could do, whether the decision made by the commander was correct or wrong.

The commandos also strictly implemented Major Moyol's orders, and retreated while covering each other during the prescribed time.

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"Major, I have captured an official." At this time, Guo Yunfeng's voice came.

"Take it away, take it away!" Wang Weiyi almost called out the "Four Knife" name in front of so many people, which made him feel even more friendly: "Lt. Jonas, retreat immediately!"

The brief attack and rapid retreat left the Americans with no response at all. Their attack on the commando team suffered very serious casualties, which was completely unbearable.

When they finally woke up from the chaos and began to gather together to fight back, the enemy had already left here calmly.

More than 70 US soldiers were killed and injured. When checking the losses, they were still frustrated to find:

Major Rorio is missing.

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"Name?"

After returning to the Brest position, Wang Weiyi actually discovered that Guo Yunfeng had captured a major from the US military.

"Major Marcos A. Rorio." The American major did not panic too much: "I am the commander of the US military."

"Commander of the US Army?" Wang Weiyi looked at him: "Mario, thank you for your cooperation, but I have to announce that you have become our prisoner like Colonel Winnery.

"I understand." Major Mario still didn't panic too much: "But I want to ask you to promise me something, don't lock me up with those Canadians."

"Why?" Wang Weiyi asked curiously.

Major Mario's expression was very serious: "Because I want to see how you fight..."

Without Wang Weiyi asking the reason, Major Mario took the initiative to say it: "Mr. Major, I must tell you frankly that when I was very young, I was an admirer of the Skeleton Commando. I have dreamed countless times that I could fight with the Skeleton Baron, but obviously this dream could not be realized. Now, I have seen the rebirth of the Skeleton Commando with my own eyes. To be honest, I am very excited, although I know that this Commando and the Commando commando commando are not the same...."

Wang Weiyi smiled. In fact, the commando is still commanded by the Skeleton Baron.

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Major Mario would never think of this: "Look, I am now a prisoner, but this is a lucky thing for me. I can actually observe your combat methods so close. You probably don't know that in the Allies, you are talking about your troops and discussing what is different between your commando and the troops commanded by the Baron. Please be sure to agree to my request, and I will never cause any trouble to you. Moreover, you can tie my hands and feet up..."

"Major Mario, your request has been approved." Wang Weiyi replied unexpectedly: "And you will not be tied up. I would be happy to let an American major see the way the Germans fight."

"Thank you, Mr. Major." Major Mario said with great gratitude.

After all, his dream can now be partially realized.

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Major Mario fulfilled his childhood dream, but after dawn, the Americans were not so happy to see the corpses all over the ground.

So many people were beaten to death, and the wounded were wailing in pain, and even Major Mario was gone.

Lieutenant Colonel Carls, who had just arrived here, looked as ugly as Captain Christopher.

Skeleton Commando--the damn Skeleton Commando again!

They shame themselves again and again, the US military, and the entire Allies! How much do they have to do before they can stop?

At the repeated request of Lieutenant Colonel Carls, who was eager to take revenge, Lieutenant General Corrett agreed to establish the "Karls Quick Action Team" commanded by him. This action team has only one purpose:

Annihilate the Skeleton Commando!

In order to ensure that their goals can be achieved, Lieutenant General Corrett cooperated with all the equipment he needed as much as possible for his subordinates.

When Lieutenant Colonel Carls heard that the Skeleton Commando had appeared in Brest, he led his operation team to the place immediately but was still one step late.

Just like the Germans have done countless times before, after shooting and humiliating them to the fullest, they left here calmly again!

All that is left to the Americans is endless shame.

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However, Lieutenant Colonel Carls still has an advantage. First, he now knows that his biggest enemy is Brest on the opposite side; second, if the troops he reinforced at the same time, the power he can mobilize now is close to three battalions.

He believed that this time the Skeleton Commando would be able to escape successfully.

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"Lt. Col., Major Mario is missing..."

Captain Christopher said this, and Lieutenant Colonel Carls said coldly: "I understand, the Major has been captured or killed. Captain, you have fought with the Germans all day long. Do you have any good suggestions?"

"The Germans' desire to fight is surprisingly tenaciously..." Captain Christopher said honestly: "And their entire position is airtight, and we cannot find too many opportunities. But they have a weakness that cannot be solved at all, and their number is too small."

"Yes, our number is too small." Lieutenant Colonel Carls said with a gloomy face: "We misjudged their determination to fight before but now we will not. Captain Christopher, I will continue to order you to command the offensive, and all the weapons will give you the greatest assistance. I hope you will not let my hope down."

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel, thank you for your trust." Captain Christopher's spirit was fully excited.

He swore that he would never suffer any loss of reputation this time.

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"His eyes are black. His blood is red. His tanks are rushing, his planes are soaring. The badges made of skeletons make enemies tremble, and the flag of death makes the daylight no longer. Rose is his romance, and steel is his will. Ernst, Ernst, Ernst!"

Brest Position, November 26, 1965.

The "Baron Song" that once resounded throughout Europe rang here again.

Sergeant Max was the first to sing such a song. No matter how many times passed or how much suffering they experienced, this song was their powerful spiritual pillar.

More and more commandos hummed the song gently, and in the end, even American Major Mario joined the ranks.

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To be continued...