A Weird Theater That Started In London

Vol 2 Chapter 26: The Hate of Seizing the Bridge (3)

   The night sky is as bright as day.

   Lu Li squeezed the trigger forcefully, and with a sharp whistle, the armor-piercing projectile threw a cloud of dust on the ground and hit the old-fashioned armored vehicle head-on.

   Before the captain in charge of controlling the MG42 had time to react, he felt that his eyes were dark, and several German soldiers in the same car were lifted by the air wave, and their torso was torn apart.

   The soldiers on both sides were stunned.

  This kind of reaction speed, can human beings really achieve it?

   One second before, three flares lifted off, and the next moment, the armored vehicle was hit.

   Fortunately, this group of people have never been in touch with modern games, otherwise a word will pop out in their minds: self-pointing lock hanging.

   At this moment, the nearest Captain McKay was in a daze. He kept pulling the trigger and didn't react until the machine gun sounded empty.

   "This...you..."

"How did you do it?"

   He asked incoherently.

   "Good luck, Blessed Virgin Mary."

   Lu Li felt that he should return the glory to God, after all, Westerners believe in this.

   Of course, they can’t help but believe it. Anyway, they didn’t kill the target in the dark. Therefore, there is no other possibility except to attribute it to good luck.

   After being silent for a while, McKay chose to believe it. He stared at Lu Li and said: "I will report the matter afterwards. You deserve a medal and a promotion in terms of position."

   And Miller, who was leading the combat team forward, muttered to himself: "Is there any trick?"

   From the afternoon to the present, he has used PIAT twice, never hit the target once, and when it was Lu Li's turn to operate, he shot into the soul every time.

   "Boss, I've said it a long time ago." Munch said while changing the magazine, "The bad luck has run out, and we both had good luck again."

   The British position was filled with ease and optimism, while the German position was the opposite.

   When the MG42 machine gun was reimbursed, morale inevitably became low.

   However, Lu Li didn't care about this. He just wanted to traverse this area quickly and reach the floating bridge ferry smoothly.

   In fact, nothing can inspire the heart more than it is still intact.

   Two minutes later, the sound of a grenade exploding came from the front. The left-behind soldiers who were using machine guns to attract the enemy's attention knew that the combat team had touched it, so they stepped up their offensive.

   Soon, the gunshots and explosions in front became more and more scattered, which was obviously a good sign, indicating that it could move forward again.

   Seeing that the situation is set, Lu Li, who completed his task, walked to the side of the jeep, opened the door of the back seat, and prepared to move Jerry out.

   The situation is urgent and there is no time to waste. This corpse can only be handed over to the troops that rushed to deal with.

   Henry the sniper walked over and helped Lu Li carry it together, saying: "He is a top correspondent. He is well known for his performance in North Africa."

   Lu Li nodded, he has a peculiar emotion towards each red devil:

   Maybe it’s the first time I met you, but I can entrust my life to you, for example, like the big Miller and the tool Munch.

   Is this filming?

  Does the so-called script really exist?

   In a daze, Lu Li thought of these unsolvable questions again, and his heart became even more dazed.

  If the nervous Duke was present, he would probably persuade him like this: No matter how bad the school is, he will be admitted by himself. Don't think about it, just follow what the principal arranges and obey.

  I haven't seen the optimist for two days. Lu Li really missed it a bit. Unfortunately, Duke, who prides himself on salted fish, has no time to get distracted. He is struggling to survive on the northernmost jaguar route.

   "Sir, ten German soldiers have been captured!"

   A voice pulled Lu Li's thoughts back.

   Under the leadership of Miller, the paratroopers returned to their positions with a row of disarmed prisoners of war.

   At the same time, Captain McKay began to interrogate the soldiers, trying to figure out which unit they came from and what was going on in the city.

   It's a pity, the language is not available.

  Or, this group of German soldiers deliberately did not cooperate.

   Lu Li retracted his gaze, looked down at his watch, and began to repair the jeep.

   "The left rear tire has burst. Go and remove the spare tire."

  Henry helped. The damage to the car in front of them was not serious: the windshield was shattered into a spider web, one tire was flat, and the metal baffle at the rear was potholes.

   In other words.

   looks broken, but it can be opened.

   In the next ten minutes, everyone ignored the cleaning of the battlefield and quickly checked and repaired the vehicles.

   Finally, six jeeps without windshields continued to drive towards the pontoon ferry, and the ten prisoners were handed over to a soldier with a wounded forearm to guard.

   The car where Lu Li was still driving in front, but the **** smell dilutes the excitement brought about by the victory. Munch believed that Henry, who was sitting alone in the back row, must be very depressed, so he didn't say anything to interrupt him.

   In silence, the convoy quickly crossed the streets of Arnhem and reached the pontoon bridge.

   It straddles the Lower Rhine River and is a hundred meters long, with no end in sight.

   "Sir, observe first before..."

   Lu Li ignored the persuasion of others, pushed the car door, and ran towards the river.

   At this moment, the crossing is extremely quiet ~www.readwn.com~ There is no fortification, and no enemy is seen.

   "Keep up!"

   After dropping the order, Captain McKay chased him. He was also very excited. A complete pontoon bridge was of great significance to the First Airborne Division.

   Soon, under the leadership of the two, the paratroopers stepped onto the bridge.

   Almost instantly, those engineers noticed something was wrong. In this season, the flow of the Rhine was not fast, and the floating bridge that was originally allowed to pass by motorcycles only stood on a dozen people and began to sink.

   The experienced Captain McKay stopped and motioned for everyone to step back.

   Through the thin water vapor, Lu Li saw the scene of despair and whispered:

   "I guess, the bridge... was torn down a section from the middle, I am afraid it is useless."

   The words were over. He stared eastward. Less than a mile away from the pontoon ferry, the giant reinforced concrete bridge was contoured in the moonlight.

   Arnhem Bridge, also known as Anheng Bridge.

   It stands there gloomily, and its height is daunting.

   The concrete ramps alone can be called a comprehensive building complex. Below them, there is a road that runs from east to west. On both sides, houses and factory buildings, the top height is only level with the ramp.

  Everyone present knows that it is the most important goal and the core of the market garden operation.

   In order to see it with their own eyes, the entire airborne division has been marching urgently for nearly six hours, while Lu Li, Munch and others were dropped to the enemy's base camp by air last night, also for it.

   "There is no need to do headaches of multiple-choice questions now, let's go, red devils."

   Captain McKay shrugged, and the tight corners of his mouth indicated that he was rather uneasy.

  

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