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　　Six months later, Karlovy Vary, Czechoslovakia.

　　Karlovy Vary is a quiet and peaceful town with a population of only 60,000.

　　But this quiet town is rarely lively at the moment.

　　Because at this moment, on the street in front of its city hall, thousands of citizens gathered, and they looked at the Czech soldiers in front of the city hall with angry faces like enemies.

　　A month ago, at the request of Lyon, the League of Nations united with the local governments of the Sudetenland region and held a referendum on the entry of the Sudetenland into Germany in important Sudeten cities such as Pilsen, Bor, and Strakonice.

　　The final referendum showed that 91% of the people in all of the Sudetenland were willing to return to the arms of their "motherland".

　　However, just when the Sudeten people were full of joy that they could finally join the economically strong Germany and finally be able to eat bread and drink milk, the Czech government suddenly declared that the referendum was illegal, and the Sudetenland still belonged to Czechoslovakia, and a large number of Czech government troops were transferred from other directions, taking over the power of the local government, declaring a state of emergency in Czechoslovakia, and beginning to impose martial law on the entire Sudetenland.

　　And how could the Sudeten people allow the bread and milk that was close at hand to leave them again? They united and began to hold demonstrations in various cities.

　　"We asked the Czech vampires to give us an explanation!" One of the citizens on the march waved their hands and shouted at the Czech soldiers, "Why overturn the sacred decision of the people?" Is it just because of your selfishness? "

　　"Yes! You have no right to decide the future of the Sudetenland! Other citizens echoed loudly, "The future of the Sudetenland can only be decided by the Sudetenland people themselves!" "

　　"Get out of Germany!" Another, more extreme citizen, scolded, "Czechoslovak vampires are not welcome in Germany!" Sudeten power belongs to the German people! "

　　Faced with the oppressive and angry people, the soldiers of the Czech government army were obviously at a loss.

　　"Chief, sir." A Czech soldier nervously held the rifle in his hand, trembling his lips and asked his commander, "I, what should we do?" This group of people is crazy..."

　　"Soldier! Hold the rifle in your hand! The officer looked calm, "We just need to stay here and don't let them enter the city hall!" They are just civilians, unarmed, as long as we restrain ourselves, I believe they will not be violent..."

　　Before the officer could finish the word "riot", a gunshot overwhelmed the shouts of the citizens, and suddenly echoed in the air.

　　The marching crowd stared blankly at the citizen at the front who was shot in the head, and the originally noisy scene was silent for a while.

　　"Who fired the gun?!" The officer roared.

　　However, before the soldiers had time to answer the officers, the marching crowd on the opposite side became restless again, and this time the restlessness was probably not as simple as shouting slogans.

　　"Czech vampires are killing!" First a woman shouted in panic.

　　"Let's rush!" The second voice was a male voice, "Avenge our dead compatriots!" Drive the Czech vampires out of Germany! "

　　The third voice was indistinguishable, because the scene was already all similar to "Rush! "For the food! For our children! " and so on.

　　The people of the Sudetenland were mostly Germanic, unlike the Europas, the majority ethnic group that made up Czechoslovakia, who were known for their stoic silence, while the former was called the three barbarian peoples of Europe by the Slavs and Celts by the Romans.

　　Therefore, in terms of blood alone, Germanic people will not be bullied in vain.

　　"Sir! They rushed up! The soldiers were about to cry, "What should we do now?" Or shall we run? "

　　In fact, I don't blame the soldiers for instigating, it's really too scary this scene.

　　Imagine thousands of people rushing towards you in a huddle, clearly trying to kill you, and most importantly, there are only more than 100 people on your side...

　　"Still that sentence, hold the gun in your hand!" The officer's face was pale and visibly frightened, but he still lost the courage of a soldier.

　　"Dear Tiana, it looks like we'll have to say goodbye forever..." the officer smiled wryly and touched the pendant hanging on his chest, which contained a picture of his wife, "Feel free to fire!"

　　Following the officer's order, the soldiers pulled the trigger in their hands, and bullets rained down on the crowd.

　　The men in front of the entire stormtrooper quickly fell like cutting wheat in the face of bullets, and could no longer make a sound, but behind them there were a hundred times their own people roaring for them, stepping on their corpses.

　　The short distance of tens of meters could not allow the old bolt-action rifles in the hands of the Czech soldiers to fire a few rounds, and soon the people's army rushed in front of the soldiers.

　　"On the bayonet!" While drawing out his bayonet, the officer shouted with red eyes, "For Czechoslovakia!" "

　　The soldiers stopped firing, but they loaded their guns with bayonets, but instead threw them away and held them in one hand.

　　Because their opponents are not armed enemy troops, but unarmed civilians, loading bayonets to guns will make them less effective in killing.

　　"For Greater Germany! For bread! Similar shouts were heard in the people's army.

　　But many more shouted: "For the Fuhrer!" "

　　The two sides finally came into contact, the soldiers effectively ended the lives of the people with bayonets, and the people also made the soldiers realize the power of the people with their fists.

　　However, the strength of the two sides was so disparity that more than 100 soldiers soon lost most of them.

　　"We won!" With the last Czech soldier eliminated, the People's Army cheered victoriously.

　　At this moment, there was a harsh metal rubbing sound outside.

　　"Everyone! Stand where you are, stop resisting! Czech armored units soon arrived at the municipality from the barracks.

　　Looking at those steel monsters, the citizens were stunned, they had beaten people made of meat, but they definitely couldn't beat the tanks made of iron.

　　"Run!" With a shout that I don't know who, everyone reacted, and the birds and beasts scattered,

　　Just as the citizens were busy fleeing for their lives and the Czech armored forces were busy arresting people, two men in civilian clothes put away their guns in a building next to the city government building.

　　"Mission accomplished, Weber, let's withdraw." One of them said to the people around him while removing the G41 semi-automatic rifle with a 6x optical sight in his hand and putting it in his backpack.

　　"Boss Koch, you hit really accurately!" Webb put away the telescope in his hand and smiled as he sorted out his equipment.

　　"Don't hurt me, so many people, you can hit with a single shot." Koch laughed, and then picked up his backpack, "But to be honest, if the Fuhrer gave me the order to snipe the British king from 600 meters away, I think I can do it too." "

　　"Haha, boss, don't joke." Koch laughed.

　　"Okay, don't say it, let's run quickly, and when the Czech army blockades the city, we can't get out." Koch patted Weber on the shoulder, then the two went downstairs with their bags on their backs and disappeared into the crowd.