A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Land from!"

　　 With surprise in his voice, Miller in the stormtrooper uniform turned off the motorcycle engine and rushed over.

　　 Although Mr. Fannis couldn't figure out the situation, he didn't dare to act rashly and stood aside silently.

　　 "Man, what's the matter with you?"

　　 However, when he saw that Lu Li's face was extremely bad, the hunk Miller panicked for an instant. He started looking for the wound from top to bottom, and hurriedly digging out various medicines from his pocket.

　　 "It's okay, it's just that I haven't had enough rest recently, I'm a little out of strength..."

"I knew it!"

　　 "You shouldn't have let you skydive at that time!"

　　 "I should have responded to my superiors."

　　The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt in his heart, and Lu Li was speechless for a while.

　　 And the old man Fannis vaguely guessed, but still couldn't help asking: "You two know each other?"

　　 "This is Sergeant Miller...also from England, wearing this suit...should be for the convenience of movement..."

　　 With the help of Miller, Lu Li reluctantly stood up and explained a few words in a low voice.

　　 "So, what are your plans next?"

　　 The old man hurriedly asked, because he was busy taking the whole family to escape, if he could, he didn't want to waste any time.

　　 "Of course it is to perform the task, but we have to find those two guys."

　　 Hearing Lu Li's answer, Miller keenly judged the general situation: "There are soldiers by your side? Where did they go?"

　　 There was a rebuke in his words, apparently thinking that the soldiers had lost their duty.

　　 "The investigation has gone, but the whereabouts are currently unknown."

　　 In fact, Lu Li never felt that the soldiers were at fault, it was the higher-ups who were at fault.

　　 Thinking of this, he sighed: "This is a terrible airborne operation. The intelligence department is like a sleepwalking. It hasn't even figured out how many air defense positions the enemy has..."

"No, now is not the time to complain, at least we are still alive." The big guy Miller shook his head with a low voice: "There are still many brothers who have sacrificed before they set foot on this land, so we must complete the task and guide him. The troops landed smoothly."

　　 "You find a place to rest first, and I will bring the military doctor over in the afternoon."

　　 I have to say that Miller is a qualified non-commissioned officer who can be calm, restrained, and decisive at critical moments.

boom--

　　 Suddenly, gunfire sounded, and someone fired a gun in the sky.

　　 "German! Raise your hand and put it where we can see it! Hurry up!"

　　 "Your large forces have evacuated from Wolfhitz, give up those unrealistic ideas."

　　 The two guys John and Munch went and returned.

　　 As a result, as soon as he turned into the alley, he saw a large German soldier questioning the self-rule officer. One can imagine the anger in his heart. If Lu Li hadn't been in his hands, they would have shot.

　　 "It's me, Chers Miller."

　　 After finishing speaking, Miller threw the gun to the ground, turned around with his head, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart: Having survived the most difficult stage, he was dead, and he did not die in the hands of the enemy, but he might be killed by his own people.

　　 "Sir, it turns out that you are alive too, that's great..."

　　 The superior Munch quickly put down his gun, but, for some reason, John standing next to him always felt a little depressed. Could it be that there was a feast between the two?

　　 But, when I want to return, the guy's movements are not slow at all, and he salutes: "Sir, hello, I am John Steele from another action team."

　　 There are four people, not even a combat team, and two of them are wounded.

　　 After taking back his gaze, Miller made a silent judgment in his heart, and laughed at himself: "I have never seen so many non-commissioned officers command so few soldiers."

　　 Two sergeants, two high-ranking soldiers, one for each person?

　　Presumably, the big guys sitting in the headquarters drinking tea and meeting, how could this happen.

　　 "Let’s do it together, I’m just letting go, just sit in the car and rest for a while."

　　 Seeing everyone is there, Lu Li insisted on performing the task. In his opinion, this is similar to grabbing part in filming and dungeon participation when playing games. In the end, it will definitely be taken into consideration when the exam is settled.

"are you sure?"

　　Speaking, Miller glanced at him and John, his expression a little hesitant.

　　 "I insist on this!" Lu Li said firmly.

　　 Except for the left arm that was stabbed by the silver dagger, everything else was just aching, and it should be fine after a while.

　　 As for John, who has lost too much blood, it is best to stay in someone's house to rest in order to prevent the injury from getting worse.

　　 What's more, there are only three seats on the military motorcycle, and there is really no room for him.

　　 "You stay and rest first. Later, we will send someone to pick you up." Lu Li looked at John and said in a deep voice, "Soldier, this is an order. You must follow it!"

　　 After the words fell, Lu Chengfu was empty.

　　 But John didn't think so at all. The effect of morphine was over. He now felt a dull pain in his feet, like a blunt knife constantly cutting his own flesh.

　　 Not only that, but there are other bad signs now: the hand pulling the gun belt starts to sweat, the footsteps are vacant, and the vision is blurred.

　　 Once a fight occurs, he may faint at any time, holding on to participate in the action, absolutely dragging his feet.

　　 Thinking of this ~www.readwn.com~Prime Soldier John nodded quickly, "Yes, sir."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

　　 Hearing this, Lu Li tilted his head to look at the old man: "Then I beg you, Mr. Fannis."

　　 "Let him hide in the basement for a while, and you guys, it's best to leave here, especially away from Arnhem. Please collect the money and keep it on the road."

　　 Talking, Lu Li took out a stack of Dutch guilders from his pocket, and then looked at Miller.

　　 Miller knew instantly, and directly took out all the money he had on him and handed it to the strange old man in front of him.

　　 "Just keep it. For us, these things will soon be useless."

　　 This is the compensation they can do.

　　 A few minutes later, a strange combination left Wolfhitz. A large man in stormtrooper costume was sitting in the driver's seat, and behind him were two British soldiers.

　　 At the same time, the son-in-law of the Queen of the Netherlands, Her Royal Highness Prince Bernhard and the Chief of the Armed Forces, gave a radio speech in London:

　　 "The Netherlands has been waiting for the liberation moment for so long, and it is now very close. The Allied forces are about to cross the Dutch border...I ask all of you to wholeheartedly welcome the Allied forces to our country."

　　 After receiving this news, Dutch people everywhere are rejoicing. Even the most stingy factory owners, who are not stingy with money, started printing small badges and ribbons with orange patterns and distributed them for free.

　　In the Lunkum Wasteland, a village with only dozens of families gathered, people crowded in the local cloth shop, and the clerk Snook was busy cutting ribbons. He could sell as fast as he could.

　　 After the villagers got the ribbon, they proudly hung it with a pin on their chests, as if they were celebrating Queen’s Day. They kept singing "Williams" and "Orange is supreme!" ".