Emergency Doctor Mercenary Road

   Chapter 152 Only mother suffers in the world

Captain Miller squatted in the corner of the wall. After observing for dozens of seconds, he turned to Sergeant Hoyle and said: "The German machine gun nest and mortar position on the right bank are a little far away from here, and it looks like they are going to move forward. Only after dashing for tens of meters and hiding under the rubble in the middle can the shooting angle be obtained. Where is our powerful medic Jack, has he carried the iron gate? Let him and Jackson solve it.”

   Sergeant Hoyle shouted from behind: "Jack, Jackson, come on, Captain Miller is looking for you."

   At this time, Lu Fei was treating the shoulder injury of a brother of C Company, and he was cutting the wound and taking out the bullet with tweezers. Hearing Hoyle's shout, he agreed. He quickly pulled out the bullet, washed the wound with alcohol, and made 5 fine stitches. After the wound was healed, he picked up the iron gate and ran to Captain Miller's side.

Captain Miller patted Lu Fei on the shoulder and said, "Jack, I want to apply for a medal for your vision and perverted physical strength. You saved everyone's life. Now the German firepower on the right side of the mountain has blocked our way forward. The German army There are 2 MG42 machine guns, 2 mortars, 300 yards ahead, 30 yards to my right. You go up with the iron gate, and after blocking the German fire, you and Jackson both advance to the position of the crater at the bottom of the mountain, there There are shelters where you can snipe the Germans."

Lu Fei took a few glances at the mirror in Miller's hand, and said without hesitation, "The ground is full of potholes. Then he took out two smoke bombs and shook them.

Captain    Miller nodded, Lu Fei called Jackson, pointed to the front right, and said:

   "Brother, I'll throw two smoke bombs later, you run to the left side of the smoke bomb, I'll go to the right, under the ruins, you shoot the machine gunner, I'll deal with the mortar. OK?"

  Jackson nodded in agreement without hesitation, and the two had established sufficient mutual trust in combat.

  Lu Fei pulled away the smoke bomb's ring, waited for 2 seconds, dodged out of the wall, and threw it about 50 meters to the left front, and then threw the smoke bomb to the right front.

   After a few seconds, the smoke rose, and Lu Fei shouted: "Crush". He rushed out first, and Jackson followed him and ran out. The two ran fast on the uneven ground, and the Germans on the mountain couldn't see them under the smoke, and shot blindly into the smoke screen. Bullets whizzed past them, and after more than ten seconds, the two finally took their places. The smoke was quickly blown away by the strong wind by the sea.

  Jackson was the old fashioned way, kissing the cross and reading a short passage from the Bible. Lying in the crater, he aimed at the machine gunner attentively. After 2 seconds, he fired steadily, and an accurate shot exploded the head of the machine gun shooter.

In the other direction, Lu Fei jumped into the crater and calmly observed the mortar position. There were two mortars firing on the position, with an interval of only 5 meters. Lu Fei observed from the bottom to the top. The muzzles and the German artillerymen firing shells into the barrels could be seen, and the other gunners were blocked by cover. He heard the machine gunner suddenly stop and knew that Jackson had succeeded. At this time, the large force was about to rush up, and he was a little anxious.

  Lu Fei forced himself to calm down. He knew that Captain Miller must be looking at him. Lu Fei raised his index finger and made a 1 gesture, meaning to wait for him for a minute. Then continue to observe the mortar positions. He found that every time the German artillery fired artillery shells into the muzzle, there would always be a stagnation for a second, probably because he was afraid of moving too fast and bringing the barrels erected on the ground crookedly. Lu Fei had a bold idea. The mortar shell was a fuze. He could directly shoot the head of the mortar to detonate it, but only if the accurate shot was on the fuze on the head, the shell could be fired. Basically meaningless.

  He first shot at the sandbag on the fortification to see the wind and the impact. Adjust the Springfield sniper rifle and aim at 20 cm above the muzzle. The German artillery fired another cannonball into the muzzle at this time, and with a bang, the cannonball shot towards the beach. At this time, he did not shoot, but remembered the high and low positions of the fuze of the shell, and the muzzle was lowered slightly. When the German artillery fired the second shell, the shell stopped at the muzzle, and Lu Fei lightly pulled the trigger. After 1/3 of a second, the 7.62 sniper shell accurately hit the mortar's fuze.

"Boom", a loud noise, the mortar was overturned, followed by a few loud booms, the wooden shell box near the mortar was hit and completely exploded, and the entire mountain top was completely destroyed. The artillery fortifications were completely destroyed.

   Lu Fei jumped up excitedly, threw his fists in the air and shouted, "Oh yeah! It's cool, it's exciting!"

  The tidal wave of soldiers passed by him, all looking at him ecstatically. After a while, Captain Miller and the brothers of Company C came up and pulled Lu Fei forward together.

   Miller asked inexplicably: "Where did you hit, it would cause a big explosion? Or did the naval artillery hit the fortifications on the mountain?"

Jackson interjected: "Jack did it, I can see it clearly in the scope, he hit the fuze of the mortar shell, detonated the shell, and the explosion caused the shell to explode in the ammo box. gun."

   Sergeant Hoyle and the other Lian Li brothers have been asking Jack to treat him to a beer, and this credit must be exchanged for a medal.

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   A few minutes later, the soldiers of C Company went deep inside the Atlantic Wall and were responsible for clearing the enemy's bunkers and fortifications on the mountain.

The soldiers stood on the side of the top of the bunkers and threw grenades into the passages between the bunkers. Several German soldiers were unwilling to be smothered in the bunkers and rushed out, and were overwhelmed by the powerful firepower of Thomson submachine guns and Garand rifles. .

In addition to throwing grenades into the bunker, several red-eyed soldiers also called in flamethrower soldiers to breathe fire into the bunker. 5 or 6 Chinese soldiers screamed and rushed out, and they were shot at close range one by one. kill.

  Lu Fei didn't step forward to participate in the clearing, so he didn't need to snipe anyone at this time. He was not needed in close combat. Lu Fei was at the side of Captain Miller, always paying attention to his surroundings. Suddenly, two soldiers in national uniforms appeared on the left side, raising their hands and shouting something. Two American soldiers were nearby. The soldiers were also shouting something loudly. Seeing that the two US soldiers raised their submachine guns, they were about to shoot.

  Seeing this scene, Lu Fei rushed up and stood in the middle of the confrontation. Shouting to the American soldiers: "Don't shoot, they are not Chinese, they are Czechs, they are saying: please don't kill me, I am not Chinese, I am Czech, I have not killed anyone, I am Czech! Bastard! Put down your guns! Remember you are men first, soldiers second!"

  The two American soldiers were a little bit unable to get off the stage and refused to put down their guns for a long time. At this time, Captain Miller also came over and roared at them: "Who gave you the right to point guns at your own people! Soldiers, I order you to put down your guns and go back to your company, I will not hold you accountable. Improper behavior, get out."

  The two soldiers put down their guns, and after saluting, they left sadly.

   Miller stepped forward, patted Lu Fei and said, "Good job, Jack, you are a real soldier." Then he directed the soldiers of the company to press the two Czech prisoners to the camp headquarters, while the others continued to advance.

   After some fighting, the battle in the beach area finally came to an end. Company C opened the gap in D1, and a steady stream of troops were coming ashore. The armored troops were expanding the landing field horizontally along the gap in D1, allowing the large troops to enter the depth.

  The brothers of Company C sat beside the bunker one after another, drinking water, drinking water, smoking and smoking, all of them were in shock. The Jewish soldier Merry was sitting on the side and suddenly sobbed loudly, but no one laughed at him. Everyone was scared to death. On the beach, everyone didn't even have time to be afraid. Most people were terrified and trembling slightly.

Sergeant   Hoyle was loading soil into a tin box, and the other boxes in the bag were marked Africa, Italy, and the war veteran appeared to be collecting soil wherever he went.

  Captain Miller's trembling hand unscrewed the portable water bottle and sipped the water. There was also fear and throbbing in his eyes.

  Lu Fei's performance wasn't much better either. He ate chocolate and comforted himself with a lot of sugar. He had never traveled through such a density of artillery fire and bullets before on a mission. Today, he didn't bring an iron gate, and 90% of him had to hang up. Jackson sat beside him, took the chocolate that Lu Fei handed him, and said vaguely while eating:

"Where did you get your sniper bullets? It's really good. It improved my accuracy a lot. I used ten rounds today. I hope you still have it. Your marksmanship is as good as mine. But yours You have more strength than me, no matter what, thank you for your big iron gate, which saved the lives of me and many brothers!"

  Lu Fei smiled and said, "Actually, it's because I'm afraid of death. It's good that my brothers don't laugh at me."

Capazzo on the other side said: "Who will laugh at you, brothers don't say it, and understand in your heart that today you are not carrying the iron gate and rushing to the front, at least 15 more people will die, without you and Jackson fighting. Drop the machine gun in the bunker and maybe we'll all die on this **** Omaha beach!"

  The brothers of Company C were chatting, spanking, and enjoying a rare rest.

   At this time, a soldier with Ryan written on his backpack was lying on the beach in Omaha, letting the sea wash.

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A day later, at the U.S. Army Headquarters thousands of miles away, a middle-aged woman was typing, looking at Ryan's surname at the end of the death notice in her hand, feeling familiar, she hurriedly rummaged around, and again. Found two death notices ending in Ryan. Looking at the same address, she realized that the three dead Ryans were one family, three full brothers.

The heavy information was passed on layer by layer, and finally reached the hands of the four-star general Marshall. He looked at the briefing: four brothers from a family joined the army, and the three brothers died in Omaha, Utah, and New Guinea. Only the youngest James -Ryan was in the 101st Airborne Division, and the day before D day, he parachuted out of the enemy's back to perform a mission.

Admiral Marshall, who was still chattering about whether to save people or not, said firmly: "We can't let their heroic mother lose all her children, let's arrange a rescue operation, bring this child back to his mother, let Ryan stayed away from the war, leaving his mother's last hope."

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   On a country road, a government Ford is heading for a high ranch cabin.

  In the kitchen of the wooden house, an old woman was washing dishes in the sink. With deep wrinkles, gray hair, and a hunched body, it could be seen that the old woman was not having a good time.

   Her four sons are fighting on the front line, and her deep worries are about to overwhelm her shoulders that are not strong enough.

   She raised her head inadvertently and saw the Ford car coming towards the wooden house through the glass window. She lowered her head and continued to wash the dishes. But suddenly she realized something, her hands trembled slightly involuntarily, put down the bowl, wiped her wet hands on her apron, and walked tremblingly to the gate.

   After a while, the Ford stopped in front of her house. A priest and an officer got out of the car, looked at her with sympathy and apologetic eyes, and walked slowly towards her.

  The old woman's feet could no longer use any strength, and people couldn't help but slowly slumped to the ground. She knew in her heart that she had sons who would never come back. These people were sent by the government to report the funeral.

   But what she was more afraid of was which son, or even which sons, would never come back.

   Tears slid down the old face, and the old woman's wrinkles seemed to deepen.

   (end of this chapter)