Man in World War II: The Fall of an Empire!

Chapter 11 The Battle of Waves ([-])

Several half-track armored personnel carriers came towards the town, and the machine gunners on them looked around with vigilance.

They will shoot at any sign of trouble. After all, this is a battlefield, not a park.

There was movement at the window of a house, which made the machine gunner focus on the window vigilantly.

The little boy in the window held a wooden pistol and opened the corner of the curtain.

He smiled playfully and said "Pah! Pah!"

But the wooden pistol looked different to the machine gunners outside.

Because he didn't know if he could shoot it.

In his eyes, if a pistol is fired, it is likely to kill someone.

Hiss!Hiss!
"The enemy is at the second floor window"

The machine gunner shouted loudly, and at the same time, the soldiers beside the half-track armored vehicle immediately kicked open the door with weapons and rushed in.

The shrill cries of the woman on the second floor reached the eardrums of the soldiers.

The windows on the second floor had been beaten to pieces, and the glass and window frames were smashed and shattered.

A young boy who had been shot multiple times was held in the arms of a woman.

There was a wooden toy pistol on the ground that looked like a pistol, and one of the soldiers picked it up.

"We are at war now, how can we give him something like this to play with!"

One of the German soldiers looked at everything in front of him and said angrily.

In his opinion, it is a war now. Watching a child go to the window with a wooden toy pistol is an act of suicide.

But then again, this is a war of aggression.

But it’s not something they, the grassroots soldiers, can solve.

Several people sighed, glanced at the body of the dead child, and walked downstairs in frustration.

"There is no enemy, just a little boy with a wooden pistol, that's all, but he has been killed."

One of the leading exempt soldiers spoke.

This also made the machine gunner feel a little regretful, after all, he was just a child.

It's a pity, but I still have to do what I should do, and I won't be indifferent to what happens next just because of this.

Under such circumstances, he would still choose to shoot.

After clearing the roadblock, the team continued to set off, because the infantry from the rear would soon arrive.

Ordinary people holding corpses and crying on both sides of the road, bombed-out houses, and raging fires are still burning.

This is the cruelty of war. After leaving the border town, we headed to the next target.

"William did a good job this time"

Boateng couldn't help but praise.

"It's all thanks to the good cooperation of the brothers, and you, the squad leader, have good leadership."

William was not proud of this.

In his world, if he is not surrounded by hundreds of people and killed, it is nothing to be proud of.

The weeds and bushes on the roadside where the half-track vehicle is driving are still growing well.

There are still people working in the potato fields in the distance.

For these ordinary people, it doesn't matter whether there is a war or not.

A day without work is a day of risk.

After all, they make a living by farming, and that family depends on farming.

While everyone was chatting, they opened a box of bullets.

The yellow-orange bullets sparkled, as if they were gold bars under the sun.

I grabbed a handful of bullets, took out the bridge clip in my pocket, and started loading them one by one.

William loaded three bridge clips into his ammunition box.

In addition, two rounds of bullets were added to the gun chamber.

The MD38 automatic pistol in the holster on the leg directly uses 9mm general-purpose bullets from the submachine gun. "Oh, God, isn't this the MD38 automatic pistol? This is a limited edition, and one costs 80 knives! How did you get it?"

Loew asked, looking at the MD38 automatic pistol in William's hand with envy.

None of the brothers knew that William was the boss of Thor Arsenal.

Loew took the MD38 automatic from William's hand and took a closer look and was dumbfounded.

"Hey, brother, how did you get this? The pistol numbered LSMD00001? Tell me honestly, was it your father who fired it?"

Loew's words also shocked the others. The pistol numbered LSMD00001 was the first MD38 automatic pistol!
"No, I have a friend, the friend Ina who picks me up every week. She works at the Thor Factory. The director of the factory, Manager Hans, gave her a reward. Then she thought she didn't need it, so she gave it to me."

William said seriously while talking nonsense.

"I see, but your gun can be sold for at least 500 knives. There are many rich people who want to be number one. Unfortunately, I don't have the money, otherwise I would have to get one in Highland."

Mueller also looked at Pistol Road with envy.

These big soldiers can either spend their own money to buy a defensive pistol, or they can be issued one when their military rank is high enough.

You can also wait to seize a pistol and keep it.

Otherwise, you can only always use the Mauser 98K fire stick that you carry on your back.

Boom!Bang!

The moving half-track armored vehicle suddenly roared and stalled.

A burst of white smoke came from the front of the car.

The driver immediately moved the vehicle to the side of the road to let other vehicles pass first.

"alert!"

Boateng immediately called to the soldiers.

William and others also divided into two sides and began to be on guard.

The driver and deputy were busy looking for problems with the half-track armored vehicle.

His craftsmanship was quite good, comparable to Odeda's craftsmanship. He picked up the tape and began to wrap it around the leather pipe on the water tank.

The water in the water tank was leaked.

The water tank in the car was only one-third full of water.

It is simply not enough.

William volunteered to find water, and then took Loew and Ram with him.

Loew and Ram followed William each holding two eight-liter water tanks.

The two of them walked towards the distance along the path in the field.

The weather in September is still very hot, and the helmet is also very hot at this time.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I found a stream.

"Wash your face first, it's too hot."

Loew threw down the water tank, took off his helmet and started breathing water on his face.

Loew was washing his face heartily, while Lahm was peeing in the wind one meter upstream.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!"

Loew stopped what he was doing and chased Ram directly to hit him.

William took the water tank and unscrewed the lids one by one with one hand, then poured water in against the direction of the water flow, and rushed directly into the water tank along with the water flow.

The water in the creek was very clear, and considering that Ram had just peed on him, William still had a hard time doing it.

Although I knew it had flowed down the stream long ago, there would not be a trace of urine residue left here.

But the psychological effect still forced William to fill four buckets of water and walk 20 meters upstream to wash his face again and fill a canteen of water.

The water bottle on my waist was already full, so I filled it up.

As for Lahm and Loew, they are like slutty gay men running around at sunset.

"Ram, Loew, we are going back!"

Listening to William's voice, the two stopped chasing and came back, filling the kettle and carrying water back.

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