He was tall and his arms were long, and the knife in his hand was long, so he could kill his opponent. However, although he had a good idea, it was ineffective in front of Lei Zhenyun. Lei Zhenyun would not fight against him head-on. As soon as he saw the opponent pounce, he dodged and retreated several meters away, and pulled out the pistol.

Klingenberg's face changed color. He had just thought of pulling out a pistol, but after touching his waist, he found that his pistol had disappeared. After discovering that the gun was gone, he had a little hesitation. But it was a rare opportunity at that time. If he didn't go at this time, not only would his vases be wiped out, but he would also have no chance to attack behind his back. So he just rushed up with a short knife, and he didn't even have time to think about why the pistol was gone.

After a few blows against Lei Zhenyun, he planned to fight with each other in close combat so that the other party had no time to draw the gun, but he didn't expect that the opponent's combat power was also extremely amazing. His close combat did not trap the other party. Now there was nothing he could do, so he had to raise his hands and stare at Lei Zhenyun.

Lei Zhenyun laughed and said, "Relying on the knife, is it easy to bully people?"

Klingenberg said in confusion: "Did you steal my pistol?"

Lei Zhenyun said impatiently: "I don't know where your pistol was thrown. Throw the knife over and throw it with a sheath."

Klingenberg's face suddenly turned bloody, and he held the knife in his hand tightly and said, "You can kill me, but this knife will never be given to you."

Lei Zhenyun said in confusion: "It's more important than your life?"

Klingenberg gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it's more important than my life."

Lei Zhenyun looked at his short knife with interest and smiled: "Isn't it just the sword match of the head of state flag team? I have also got it before, but I didn't find it very useful. Let's do this, let's see who is qualified to get this knife?"

Klingenberg said angrily: "Why don't you just shoot?"

Lei Zhenyun snorted, put the pistol into the holster at his waist and said, "I respect you as a man."

Klingenberg stared at Lei Zhenyun fiercely, inserted his knife to the ground, moved his arms and walked towards Lei Zhenyun. Lei Zhenyun also moved his hands and feet. Klingenberg was the strongest among German soldiers. He really wanted to compete with him, and he also felt that just one shot was really unfair to kill him.

Battlefield Magician, a small team destroys a country with millions of soldiers. Even if he relies on luck, Lei Zhenyun is still admired from the bottom of his heart.

Klingenberg relied on his tall man and big horses to get up, and he made a Western combination punch. Lei Zhenyun usually fought with the Japanese devils for bayonets. After he didn't have a knife, he just pinched the opponent's neck and rolled around on the ground. He really had never competed with this kind of fighting style, so he was a little busy after getting up, and he was really unable to withstand it for a while.

Lei Zhenyun's skill experience in fighting with people is all wild ways, and he was able to find out by himself through battles one by one, but Klingenberg is different. He was a boxing champion in school in college, received serious professional training, and once went out to try to find excitement to fight. Although it was still a little worse than professional boxers, fighting was enough.

The opponent's fist was so fast that Lei Zhenyun was dazzled. Fortunately, it was dark, and no matter how tight Klingenberg's fist was bitten, it was limited by his vision. Therefore, although his fast fist had a speed, it was not very accurate. This gave Lei Zhenyun time to adapt. He didn't think about killing the opponent, so he didn't attack Klingenberg. He just turned around the opponent with his body and kicked Klingenberg's lower plate from time to time.

Klingenberg's heart was getting more and more angry because his legs were not as good as Lei Zhenyun's feet. He never used his feet to practice boxing. Now he was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly. Even if he wanted to kick, he couldn't stand where his opponent was, but he was always kicked. When did he suffer such a loss in the past two years in the battle? As his anger suddenly increased, he actually opened his arms and shone on Lei Zhenyun and hugged him.

As long as he was hugged in, Lei Zhenyun would be finished. The opponent's arm strength could hold his breath, and the tall and long opponent spread his arms, leaving him with nowhere to hide for a while.

There was a big tree behind him who had no way back. When Lei Zhenyun saw that he could not escape, he bit his teeth, shouted angrily and punched his opponent in the chest. If he couldn't dodge, he would not hide, so he wanted to see if he had the strength of his own or the strength of his opponent.

As soon as the opponent's fist was shot with the sound of wind, Klingenberg secretly shouted "Not good". The opponent has always used skill to deal with him. There was never a time when he was really head-on. But now, just from the opponent's punch, he knew that he might not be able to hold on to this punch. Even if he was not injured or beaten, he could not afford to lose this person.

Klingenberg was absolutely intolerable to being knocked down by someone or being beaten by the yellow man he had always looked down on. So he also closed his arms and fisted at Lei Zhenyun, and his two fists hit each other with a bang.

Klingenberg suffered a loss. After the two punches intersected, he felt the finger bones were sore and soft, but his opponent seemed to be fine and punched him the second punch.

Klingenberg secretly cried in his heart. He could clearly see that Lei Zhenyun did not wear boxing gloves or tiger fingers on his hands, but after the two punches were touching each other, he couldn't lift his arm even after he was so painful that he could not lift his arm. Why did his opponent still have the strength to punch this?

In fact, Lei Zhenyun had given himself a concise before the start of the battle. He had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he knew that if he wanted to make his fist hard and strong, he had to hold a hard object in his palm. This time Lei Zhenyun was no exception. Before the start of the battle, he grabbed a small stone in his palm.

Seeing the opponent's fist coming again, Klingenberg knew that he could not stop it even if he could block it, so he had to dodge to the side. He barely avoided Lei Zhenyun's fist, but Lei Zhenyun rushed forward half a step, swung his elbow on Klingenberg's face and hit him.

Three punches are hard to resist an elbow. As long as Lei Zhenyun hits the elbow, Klingenberg's handsome baby face will be ruined. So when he sees the elbow, he screams and tilts backwards. The elbow rubs against the bridge of his nose, rubbing his nose so painfully. Klingenberg feels that he must have swung his elbow again after swinging the elbow, so he leans back and falls back, but he guessed wrongly. Lei Zhenyun didn't wave his elbow at all, but pulled out his pistol and fired it.

This action of pulling the gun almost scared Klingenberg to death. Didn’t it be agreed to compete with your fists? Why did you even start the gun?

After he fell to the ground and turned around, he realized that two German soldiers who had run over were knocked to the ground by Lei Zhenyun. These were the only two SSs who could still run. They had seen Klingenberg fighting with their opponents, so they ran over to help, but they were too close to each other, so they couldn't shoot, so they could only run here. But before they could run, Klingenberg actually fell.

Lei Zhenyun fell down on the sky and saw the two German soldiers running, so he immediately pulled out his gun and fired. When Klingenberg saw the gun, he instinctively stopped struggling. He raised his arms high and looked at Lei Zhenyun with a daze. Lei Zhenyun smiled and picked up the flag team's short knife on the ground and inserted it into the belt, holding the pistol and slowly retreating into the forest.

Klingenberg could only watch the other party leave, and he didn't even dare to chase him. He was a master of tactics, but today he was controlled everywhere in Lei Zhenyun's hands and could not even play his skills. He had never encountered such a strange and frustrating thing when he grew up.

Do you want to chase after it? No, as soon as this idea arose, he dispelled it. What else can you do after chasing it? It is a matter of chasing it or not. You can beat it if you catch it? Why do you think more and more that something is wrong?

He couldn't tell what was wrong with the family body, but he instinctively felt that the opponent was different from any enemy he had encountered before. Klingenberg, who was unsure, looked at the two German soldiers who were shot, sighed and carried the dead one back to his truck.

Their car was blown up, but Lei Zhenyun and Carl's one was still useful. Seeing that there were still six wounded people who were not dead, Klingenberg had to put all the wounded soldiers in the car, drove the car and ran back. The 12 soldiers he brought had actually suffered from casualties to this point. Thinking about it, his face felt a fever.

Originally, he thought that no one knew about this matter, and he could pass it by just mentioning it in the report. Unexpectedly, the Excellency Himmler, whom he found last time, made a big deal of this matter. Since Himmler was rescued, he was arranged to stay in the barracks of Klingenberg's army. After contacting the superior, he would ask the superior to send a plane to pick him up.

But Himmler, who had been anxious and angry, could not listen to such an arrangement? Shortly after Klingenberg left the barracks, he relied on his identity to send a telegram to Berlin. In order to cover up and shirk responsibility, the telegram actually concealed the Danish pseudo-government secretly cooperated with anti-German forces and raided the garrison on his border.

This is Himmler's shrewdness. Although this shrewdness sent the Danes to the edge of the butcher knife of blood and fire at all costs, as long as he could pick himself up, there was nothing that Himmler dared not do.

If he didn't say that, he wouldn't find a good reason to shirk his kidnapping, but Himmler wasn't crazy to the end. He still took out the matter of Klingenberg. The Head of State had only met this battlefield magician not long ago and even gave Klingenberg a medal. If something happened to Klingenberg this time, wouldn't it be a harsh blow to the head of state in the face?

I sent a telegram to explain the situation first, and then turned around and confessed to Klingenberg. As long as I pointed the words with him, my embarrassment would not be passed on.

However, Himmler's selfishness caused great trouble to the Danes. The head of state who received Himmler's report was immediately furious. While sending planes to take Himmler back, he sent a message to the German Governor to Denmark, asking him to quickly find out the anti-German forces and to eliminate this force at all costs.

Most of the anger of the head of the head of state came from his concern for his safety. Himmler was also one of the most protected heads. If he was caught so easily, it would be not too difficult to arrest him, right?

Therefore, the Head of State, who was deeply afraid, was so angry and even more scared. As soon as the Danish Governor was panicked after receiving this telegram, he immediately ordered the Danish puppet government to comprehensively capture all residents on the border of Dedan and the Danish residents near the sea.

The order to investigate the residents of the sea-relying areas was a big deal, because Denmark is a peninsula country. Except for the small area bordering Germany, the remaining territory is all located by the sea. The ancestors of the Danes were Viking pirates and they all liked to live by the sea. This time, some of them were investigated.

As soon as the head of state ordered, the military forces of the German army stationed in Denmark and the pseudo-Danish government sent soldiers to the gathering areas of the coastal areas. Their treatment method was very simple and crude, and all coastal residents were ordered to move their families to the inland areas within 24 hours, waiting for the government's arrangements and handling.

This order immediately aroused the Danes' resistance to the German and Danish pseudo-governments, but Hitler issued the order at all costs. Therefore, although the pseudo-government was extremely unwilling, it had to execute the order. In a short period of time, it used force to force the other party to move as soon as possible.

The Danish puppet government troops are different from those despicable politicians who surrendered to Germany. Although the above order was to move for a limited time, they did not work hard when they could. They would delay it if they could. However, the German troops stationed in Dan were not so easy to talk to. Although they were not many, they were so fierce that they almost lost their human nature, and a large number of bloody crimes occurred.

The German troops stationed in Denmark had only two SS infantry divisions. Their main task was to defend the Denmark's coastline and the security of various ports. These two SS infantry divisions were all cowards on the battlefield, but they were more fierce than wild boars in the mountains. They were openly executing orders, but secretly made money by robbery. As long as someone dared to resist, they would be shot on the spot.

Denmark's total population is less than one million. In this storm, the number of people broadcasted episodes accounted for 60% of the total population. However, after Denmark was occupied by Germany, it was banned from using any firearms, and even the hunting rifles were confiscated. Therefore, these Viking descendants had to rely on the battle axe left by their ancestors to fight against the Germans. That night, they raided a SS's garrison and killed all the more than 100 SSs sleeping inside on the bunks.

Most of the troops of this division were dispatched to expel the coastal residents, so there were only more than 100 guardians in the garrison. Once these Danes killed all the SS, they robbed the German arsenal. However, there were not many weapons in the arsenal, and most of them were taken away. The Danes had to flee the German barracks with these weapons, and burned all the barracks with fire.
Chapter completed!