Chapter 65 Night

Chapter 65 Night

"Guys, do you have any news about Lieutenant Mihan?" There was a faint whisper in the resting place of Company E. They broke into the two farmhouses in the village, and then drove the owner into a room. They lived in the rest of the big room.

"Does anyone still ask this stupid question now?" Someone said again, "Whether it's Mihan or Winters, what's the difference? The point is that it's not a guy like Sober who leads us.

"However, I still like Winters. He's fine." It seems to be Luz's voice.

"Okay, shut your mouths! We have to continue to set off tomorrow, and there is still a vicious battle waiting for us. A very high voice came from the middle, which was Li Pu.

Although there was still a sound, it gradually calmed down. The brothers were really tired. Although there were so many people huddled together, they fell asleep quickly.

There is still a little light rain at night in St. Mary's de Mont. From time to time, the sound of gunfire can be heard. The firelight in the distance is reflected, and some pebbles are still covered with muddy paths, which are faintly visible in the firelight of the sky.

The figures of the two people swayed on the path, and they were relatively close to each other.

"How do you feel?" Winters didn't look back and asked in a low voice.

Parks smiled. He knew what Winters was asking, so he said, "That's good, I just feel a little tired."

"You are excellent." Winters nodded, "Whether in training or in actual battle. What would you think if you were asked to lead a platoon?

"Do you mean the platoon leader?" Parks couldn't help hesitant, and then asked with a smile, "I'm not yet, so I'll just do my duty as a sergeant."

"You know, now I'm actually the company commander of Company E." Winters turned around and said, "Lieutenant Colonel Stry has confirmed this, so even if Lieutenant Mihan comes back in the future, it can't be changed."

"I know!" Parks nodded, "Actually, brothers are very happy to have you as the company commander of Company E. Me too!"

Winters nodded: "I know what my brothers mean. You know, we are short of manpower and officers now, so I recommended you to Stryr as an officer of Company E. I want you to lead a platoon.

"Ptoon leader?" Parks was shocked and didn't expect good luck to come so quickly.

Winters was very satisfied with Parks with a surprised expression of joy. He nodded and smiled again and said, "Yes, I believe that there will be appointments soon. Although it is agreed that the promoted non-commissioned officers in the army cannot serve as commanders in the same company, now the situation is different. You can still stay in Company E and fight with your brothers."

"Thank you, company commander!" Parks smiled and nodded to show his gratitude.

"Don't thank me, you deserve it." Winters smiled and then tilted his head at Parks and said, "You may try to call me Dick."

"Dick?" Parks smiled, "Why not?"

"So can you talk about your plans for your future work now?" Winters turned around again and continued to walk forward.

Parks followed, thought for a time, and then cautiously said, "I think the first thing to do is to let my brothers obey my command, which is the most important thing. Then... then we can cooperate with each other, cover each other, and trust and support each other tactically, so as to ensure victory in every battle. Of course, another point is very important. As a platoon leader, you can win the trust of your brothers. Um... That's it. Maybe there's more to be done!"

Winters couldn't help laughing: "You're right."

The two continued to walk along the cobblestone road. They have been about a mile away from the village, and the village of Grandsimon where they came can be seen from afar.

"Okay, let's go back now. I hope it's a quiet night!" Winters turned around and walked back with Parks. At this time, Parks suddenly stopped and then made a silent gesture to Winters.

Winters listened to the sound of many people marching on the road.

"Your own people?" Winters cast an inquiring look at Parks.

Parks approached Winters and whispered, "Germans. I can hear the sound of their leather boots with nails. There are a lot of people. Lieutenant, let's go to the ditch next to hide. It's too late to go back now!"

The slope of the ditch next to the road is very steep and deep, full of long grass. This Parks and their hiding provides a natural and excellent barrier. As long as they don't take the initiative to attack, or the Germans don't have bad luck, they will never find them.

The sound of leather boots is very close, walking neatly, and you can also hear their laughter and talking.

Parks clung to the grass and peeked at Winters. He was also motionless, not even looking at Parks. He was absorbed in focusing on the Germans.

"God bless!" Parks said in silence in his heart. Although he doesn't believe in God. In many times in his previous life, he experienced many thrilling scenes, such a situation, but his mentality at that time was absolutely different from now. What exactly has happened? He doesn't seem to be very clear. In his previous life, he was more alone, or he preferred to walk through the rain of bullets, hide, get out, etc., but now, he still has to take care of his brothers around him.

About a dozen Germans have done it from the roadside. Parks can even smell the special smell of Germans. That's the smell of sweaty leather and tobacco.

The German passed by, and then Parks raised his body, slowly lifted the M1 rifle, and aimed at the guy walking behind. Then he looked at Winters around him.

Winters made a gesture, signaling him not to shoot for the time being. Then he raised his head and looked at the direction the Germans were walking. They took another fork in the road, not the place to the battalion headquarters.

"The Germans are gone!" Winters watched the German figure disappear into the night, and then he couldn't hear the footsteps with iron studded leather boots. He got up and straightened his military uniform.

"It's a pity!" Parks couldn't help laughing.

Winters shook his head: "It's a pity. It's not very good. It's impossible for us to destroy them all. If the exchange of fire continues for too long, the location of our camp will be exposed. God knows how many heavy guns the Germans have in St. Mary de Montt. We don't have to take risks, and we don't need to do this. Our purpose now is to rest.

Parks didn't say anything, and Winters made sense.

"Let's go back! I don't think anything will happen tonight." Then carry the gun on your back and walk back quickly.

Parks looked at the road where the Germans disappeared. The road mesed through the boundless darkness, as if he had swallowed up the group of Germans just now, and then quietly disappeared.

Will I be swallowed up by such darkness? Parks suddenly came up with such an idea from the bottom of his heart, and then he quickly shook his head and smiled. There was no end to the darkness, but if there was light in front of him, there would be hope.

The two returned to the camp one after the other. Winters patted Parks on the shoulder and said, "Okay, go and rest. We have to move forward tomorrow, and there will be constant battles waiting for us.

"I see!" Parks nodded. Then look for the brothers of Company E.

He found the two farmhouses seized by E, but found a figure sitting in front of the farmhouse. He raised his head and didn't move, as if he were looking at something.

"Who?" Parks walked over.

The man was obviously shocked, then turned his head and saw Parks.

"Webster!" Parks walked up to him and said, "No rest? Or did someone snoring inside wake you up? He made a joke. He knew that Webster was a college student when he joined the army and had his own ideas.

"I'm wondering why we have come all the way to such a place." He looked up at the night sky again. The fire tongue ejected from a string of anti-aircraft machine gun bullets meowed into a fire dragon in the air, and the sound of "dad" could be faintly heard.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Webster smiled.

Parks sat next to him and looked at the night sky: "No, it's terrible. You know, when I was sitting on the C-47, what I was most afraid of was that sparks would hit our plane. God bless, I was not kissed by it."

Webster smiled and nodded: "Yes, beautiful things are usually fatal. In fact, I don't even know why I came to Europe. The crusade? Maybe my current idea is different from that of those who originally joined the paratrooper corps.

Parks nodded: "It will be different in the future. You have experienced fear, seen many dead people, and tried your best to get hurt, but we have to do these things, and someone will do them."

Webster stopped talking. He stood up, looked at Parks, and then walked into the farmhouse.

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