Chapter 20

Chapter 20

"It's really amazing." Nixon smiled and said, "Then wish us good luck!"

When Parks said goodbye to Winster and returned to the barracks, several brothers in the barracks sat as if waiting for him. When they saw him coming in, they all looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Parks sat down and glanced at his brother,

"Parks, we're leaving tomorrow!" Kab said hesitantly.

Parks looked at him with a smile: "What's the problem? This is no longer a secret, and we are going to walk to Atlanta tomorrow. Are you going to tell us this military secret secretly? Maybe I should ask Captain Sober to shoot a few gendarmes and arrest you as a German spy.

If it is plain, it will obviously cause a burst of laughter from the brothers. But there is no movement today.

"Say it, there must be something wrong with you." Parks spread out his hands to them, indicating that he had surrendered.

At this time, White stood up and said to Parks: "Tomorrow's long march is a huge test for us. God knows why Colonel Sink came up with such an idea. And it is necessary to choose the second battalion to complete this task. You know, even the brothers in the city are not very confident now.

"I know this! What's the matter?" Parks shrugged his shoulders and said, "Is it because we complain that it is difficult, and then Colonel Sink will understand the people's feelings and cancel this walking army? Don't be delusional, brothers, don't say that I'm just a sergeant. Even Lieutenant Winster won't have the idea of convincing Colonel Sink. That's definitely a way to die."

White smiled with some embarrassment: "Our brains are not broken. How can we let you do such a difficult thing? Well, I'm just asking you for a favor. I heard that you gave Ellie a massage today?

"Yes! How about that?" Parks looked at them strangely, "Unless you are also punished by Thorber, don't think about such a good thing!"

White was anxious as soon as he heard it: "No, no, Parks, you know, we are very tired these days. Now the whole E company knows that Avery's body is stronger than before he was punished after your massage."

Damn Ellie! Parks suddenly felt that he had done something bad this time. Looking at several guys in the barracks, he could only smile bitterly and said, "Don't look at me. I can only show that I can't help you about this, gentlemen!"

"Oh, don't do this!" White shouted, and everyone else looked disappointed.

"However, I can teach you to massage each other. As long as you do what I ask, the effect should not be bad!" Parks glanced at them and said, "Choose for yourselves. Either I go to bed or you massage each other. It always works."

"Okay!" White had to agree, and there was no objection in the barracks. It's better to do it than not to do it!

This is just an episode before departure. Despite the massage, they can't solve the fundamental problem after all, and they don't know much about acupuncture points, but they are just a little useful for relieving fatigue.

The next morning, at seven o'clock sharp, the soldiers of Company D, Company E and Company F of the second battalion in the whole barracks set off with all their clothes and weapons on their back. The whole team marched forward in an orderly manner, and Company E, led by Captain Sober and Lieutenant Winster, was at the front. They were the vanguard company, which even excited Sober for a long time. He thought that his performance was undoubtedly the best in the eyes of Colonel Sink.

When he set out, the weather had become colder, and I didn't know what Major Hatten thought. He chose a country road, and with the rain and light snow in the afternoon, the road began to become muddy.

"Damn it, I feel like I'm out of breath!" Malachi was a mortar. The mortar barrel he was carrying was like a mountain. When he was whispering, the soles of his feet slipped and fell to the side.

" Be careful, Maraqi!" One hand held his shoulder firmly, and then stood up holding him. Parks was quick-witness and helped him in time.

"Thank you, Parks!" Malaki nodded gratefully, "When will the road this tell come to an end!"

"Don't complain!" At this time, Gordon whispered in the back, "Beware of Thorber, you will be unlucky when he hears it!" Then he fiddled with the heavy machine gun on his shoulder. "Look at me, it's lighter than you."

Just as a few people whispered, they heard a "bang". Someone fell down. It was Freud, and then he heard Sauber roaring in his loud voice in the back: "Da on, Sergeant Freud Tebert, you coward, now we are not enough for the usual training, but you fell down. Get up, no one help him, let him get up by himself!"

Tybert got up in embarrassment, with his hands full of dirt, but he didn't care to wipe it off, so he quickly returned to the team. Now in the team, everyone has a feeling of being suppressed.

"Look, this is our Captain Sober! Damn fascists!" White gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Shh!" Parks hiss softly, and then Saab's roar came again.

"Who? Who is talking in the line? Sober looked around, but he couldn't see anything. Everyone kept silent. "I promise, if anyone else speaks without permission, I will let him get out of here. He doesn't deserve the silver wing badge."

It's raining a little heavily, and the muddy path is getting harder and harder to walk. Even if there are occasional snowflakes falling down, accompanied by a cold wind, the brothers are already exhausted and soaked.

The night march is more difficult than the daytime. Soldiers kept falling on the muddy road. Even Captain Sober fell several times. His straight military uniform was already covered with mud and looked bad. He didn't have the strength to check whether the soldiers were talking or falling down, and someone helped him up. If he hadn't been hugged several times, it would have been difficult to get up from the muddy road.

Sweaty clothes, blown in the piercing cold wind at night, immediately made people tremble.

"This is hell!" Kabo's tone was a little unbearable.

"Hey, Kabo, do you want to rebel? Then you should still be muddy to Captain Sober and Major Horton! I promise they will let you take the train to Atlanta. Gnari was joking around him.

"Please, Mr. gonorrhea. I promise that this is also what you want to do!" Parks smiled in the back.

Carbo suddenly came to his senses when he heard this and said to Grenari, "Mr. Gonorrhea, don't talk about throwing mud. You can only think about it. It's just to make you complain loudly in the team. You don't have the courage."

"I only complain to Parks because he is my boss, and I only complain to my boss, Carper, just like you complain to me. Who told me to be a sergeant now?" Gnery said seriously, "I think Parks should complain to Second Lieutenant Compton Buck, and then Buck complained to Lieutenant Winster, and Lieutenant Winster complained to Captain Sober." Then he paused, "I hope Captain Thorber can be a man and complain to Major Horton instead of being courteous."

Suddenly, several people around me laughed.

The proper joke slightly alleviated the pain of the soldiers who were on a difficult journey. In this way, it was not until eleven o'clock in the evening that Major Horton ordered a camp to rest.

By this time, the whole battalion had marched 45 miles. But the place where Major Horton chose to camp is a small hilltop. There are no big trees, no small bushes, and no shelter from the wind. The temperature dropped to 20 degrees Fahrenheit. They can't even use the marching pot, and the cold and hungry soldiers can't eat a hot meal.

"Can you eat something like this?" Malachi looked at the bread with a little butter and had no appetite. "I just want to sleep well now. Hey, Muck, help me. Let's set up the tent.

"Okay, but I have to wait until I finish eating bread!" Warren Muck replied, "Malak, I think you'd better eat a little, otherwise you'll be enough tomorrow. At this pace, we have to take it outside for two days. The most important thing is to preserve physical strength!"

"Okay, okay!" Malachi nibbled two mouthfuls of bread, but rolled his eyes.

The cold wind at night became stronger, and the snow stopped for a while in the afternoon suddenly became stronger at night. The temperature has dropped to 20 degrees Fahrenheit. Although it is covered by tents, it doesn't work.

"Guck!" White's teeth were ringing, and he had wrapped the blanket tightly around his body, revealing only a pair of nostrils. Parks has a tent with him. Although he is in good physical fitness, he still can't stand such cold weather. But he knew that such a situation and the days that suffered in Bastogne later were nothing at all. He is not going to help anyone. If the brothers of Company E can't even pass this level, how can he survive the difficult days and nights of Buster in the future?

At 6 o'clock the next morning, the sharp whistle woke up the whole battalion, and then they found that everything in front of them was covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Damn it, my boots and socks are frozen." White cursed, but he soon found that there was a big person like him. The soldiers had to untie their boot belts, otherwise their swollen feet could not be stuffed in. Rifles, mortars and machine guns are frozen with the ground. And the double tent was full of cracks, like peanut candy.

"Oh, I really hope the weather in Germany is colder than this!" Cabo smiled and said, "In this way, so that we can not go to Europe and just freeze them to death!" E's brothers all laughed.

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