Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 677 I'm dead, what do I need the money for?

That's a first-class brigade.

Whenever we fought against the Japanese army, we always defeated them. We never actually wiped out a whole brigade of the enemy. Even when we dealt with their regiments, we mostly defeated them, and the only losses were their squadrons and battalions.

"Old Feng, you have a bad conscience. I almost fell for your scheme." Zhou Weiguo took out a cigarette and lit it. "What do you want to do? You want me to suffer heavy losses, then instigate me and seize my property."

Commander Feng folded his arms and looked at him. "Get lost, let me get down to business. As you said, you only seek wealth, not death. His Nakamura Brigade came all the way here and found that there was no way out. What morale does this brigade have?"

"A trapped beast will still fight, I can..."

"Everything can be discussed. Isn't this what you're best at? Isn't it Ono who wants these supplies the most? What do you think..."

"I'm going back." Zhou Weiguo took the helmet from the side, put it on and walked back.

This is not impossible.

"What?" Ono, who was waiting for news at the regiment headquarters, didn't get any. Instead, he received the news that asked him to go to the Nakamura Brigade to discuss leaving his equipment and people behind and leaving.

This made Xiao Ye feel like he had heard it wrong and he looked at Zhou Weiguo; "Old Zhou, you are not talking nonsense."

I'm still young and haven't even enjoyed the money I earned yet, and you're planning to kill me. How stupid must I be to agree to do this?

"No, only you can do this." Zhou Weiguo took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Ono looked at the extremely hot cigarette and shook his head; "Don't try this on me, I can't do it."

Asaka Hiderei came up to Ono and said, "Ono, that's the equipment of an entire brigade. You have to believe in yourself."

"It's because I believe in myself that I can't do it." Don't lose your life for this ill-gotten gains. It's not worth it.

"Awen." Xiao Ya came out from the telecommunications office. She glanced at Xiao Ye and then handed the message to Zhou Weiguo. "France has surrendered."

General Zhou Weiguo took the message and took a look at it. "Have the allied forces withdrawn to the British mainland?"

That's hundreds of thousands of troops. If they are allowed to withdraw safely, it will definitely be a trouble for Berlin in the future.

Berlin can lose, but it cannot lose so quickly. Using Berlin to consume Britain and France is the best option. Of course, Northern Soviet Union will also be consumed bit by bit by this huge war machine.

None of these powerful countries will have an easy time in the future.

"There's no news yet, but I think Guderian will seriously consider your suggestion. I think we'll know the news soon."

As he was speaking, Ono reached out and took the cigarette.

Zhou Weiguo looked at his empty hands, then his gaze fell on Xiaoye's face, where he had lit a cigarette. "What are you doing?"

He didn't do anything and still accepted his own cigarette.

"I'll take this."

In the central plains of France, the headquarters of Group B had not yet moved forward, but the main force of the entire group had already surrounded the 400,000-strong coalition force.

Command.

Not long after Guderian and several generals finalized their plans, his adjutant came up to him and said, "General, there's news from Fog City. Fog City is requisitioning all its ships."

"It seems they are going to escort these 400,000 troops back across the strait. Zhou Weiguo has calculated everything perfectly."

"General, should we intensify our pursuit and drive them to the seashore before their ferry boats are fully mobilized?"

Guderian approached the map, looked at the direction the enemy was retreating, and said, "Dunkirk is the most suitable location. Pass my orders to the 7th Armored Division: Don't stop along the way and pursue them immediately."

The adjutant pondered for a moment and said, "General, what about General Goering? As General Zhou said, with such a huge achievement right before our eyes, and his Air Force getting only a tiny fraction, will he suggest to the Führer that our Army halt the offensive and let his Air Force finish the battle?"

hum...

Guderian folded his arms.

He couldn't help but feel grateful to Zhou Weiguo, who gave him a suggestion before he left.

A suggestion that would not allow the Air Force to gain an advantage, but would also make it possible for Goering to lose the Führer's trust.

"I wish he would go and say it." Guderian folded his arms and looked towards Berlin with a sneer.

The speed at which the army advanced and occupied Berlin was completely beyond Goering's imagination.

To be honest, he disagreed with Guderian's proposal of a quick attack and occupation roundabout method. In his opinion, the Air Force was the only one who could handle this matter.

But the problem is that the Air Force didn't put in much effort this time, and France surrendered. The remaining resistance forces are gathering at the beach, intending to escape.

"General, the army is pursuing us. What should we do?"

Still chasing, aren't you going to give yourself a chance?

Goering bowed his head and pondered for a moment before standing up. "Get ready. I'm going to see the Führer."

Wearing a brand new air force uniform, Goering came to the Führer's Palace accompanied by his adjutant.

At this moment, the Führer was trying on a new military uniform with the help of his secretary and his lover. He was going to Paris to meet with combat troops and award medals to outstanding combatants.

"Führer, General Goering is here."

The leader, who was buttoning his shirt, frowned.

To be honest, he really didn't want to hear that Goering was coming to see him.

This is not good news.

"idiot."

The smoke from the newly captured town had not yet cleared. Masao Nakamura, who had just entered the temporary command post and was about to leave after spending the night there, received some bad news.

The Gangcun Brigade, which followed the division, had sent out support troops but had only advanced less than 74 kilometers when the division's location was subjected to a heavy bombing raid by the Yamashiro Air Force. Subsequently, the Yamashiro Army, primarily composed of the th Army, launched a fierce attack.

The regiment mobilized by the Gangcun Brigade had to return to respond, thinking of the other side's indulgent attitude towards them.

After cursing, he came to the map accompanied by two squadron commanders.

After just a glance, Nakamura Masao took a deep breath and said to the equally grim-faced commander in front of him, "Everyone, I think you now understand the problem we're facing. From now on, we're likely to be fighting alone until our entire army is annihilated."

At this point, he pointed to the map. "Of course, we still have a chance. That is if the division commander and Mr. Gangcun can withstand the enemy's attack. In this way, we still have a chance of winning. Perhaps General Guzhuang can quickly transfer a division to assist in the Guangxi battlefield. However..."

Masao Nakamura vaguely felt that a huge conspiracy was looming over his head.

If... if he guessed correctly, General Guzhuang might not be able to mobilize any troops.