Chapter 214 platoon leader Spiel

"Captain Parks?" The brigadier general was shocked, and then suppressed with a somewhat excited tone, "Captain Parks who fought in Anum? U.S. Army 101 Airborne Division 506 Regiment?

"Yes, General." Parks shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said in a low voice, "If we don't get on the ship in time, we can only stay in the German prisoner-of-war camp to talk!" I suggest that we must keep quiet in action!"

"Of course!" The brigadier wanted to say something, but when he saw that Parks was not interested, he had to smile awkwardly, and then began to order the British to start moving towards the river.

Lieutenant Sbyl is responsible for leading them to the boat by the river! Captain Parks is responsible for the vigilance in the back! On the way back, the British could still control their mouths, but Parks obviously heard their breathing very fast and even disorderly, which suppressed their excitement, and when they saw the boat by the river, some of them could no longer suppress it.

"I'm so happy to see these Americans!" A handsome man couldn't help shouting at Sbier in a suppressed voice, "This is something I never thought of."

As the British got on the boat, someone kept shouting, "Americans, God bless you!"

Obviously, these guys saw the ship and thought they were out of the control of the Germans. They were no longer as cautious as they were when they first saw them.

"The proud Englishman!" Spiel cursed in a low voice, and then said angrily at the British who shouted, "Damn it, you can't stop talking anymore. The Germans don't mind leaving you, or killing you, or letting you be a prisoner!"

"What's wrong with him?" An Englishman on board the ship lowered his voice to Lieutenant Spiel, who was roaring at them angrily, and said, "We have boarded the ship and are about to leave the German territory. This is just a small celebration!"

"Sn't up, don't let the Americans see our jokes!" At this time, a low voice sounded behind him. The soldier looked back. It was the brigadier general and immediately closed his mouth obediently!

Parks was the last one to board the boat. The boat gently slid into the water, accommodated it and began to cross the Rhine River.

The water of the Rhine River gently slapped the side of the boat, making a slight sound. The whole river had no other sound except such a slight sound, which made the night sky silent. A kind of silence in the soft clapping makes people feel a sense of tranquility. Under such circumstances, many British people gradually calm down.

Captain Parks was not as relaxed as they were. He always paid attention to every move on the river and on the bank behind him. The Germans may find them at any time and sink everyone in the Rhine.

Suddenly, a few shrexes fired by German anti-aircraft machine guns swept through the sky, emitting dazzling light, which made many British people exclaim in a low voice, and then just lay on the shipboard. Some people can't even help shouting in a low voice.

"It's the Germans who returned to our shrex!" Spiel looked at Parks and smiled, "They didn't find us!"

Parks nodded at him with a smile. Obviously, the Germans did not know about this action. Perhaps they did not care much about the location chosen by the Dutch underground resistance. In short, everything went very well.

By 1:30 a.m., all the personnel arrived safely on the south bank of the river and crossed the no man's land to the U.S. military position behind the embankment. This position is really the defense line of the E Company brothers.

The British army was temporarily arranged in a warehouse in the battalion headquarters, where the British who were reborn after the disaster held a celebration. They should have the supply food sent to them by the U.S. military, as well as good rum and some fruits, milk and even beef. This makes the British who have lived with gophers for a while very excited.

"Captain Parks, please allow me to invite you and your subordinates to participate in our celebration on behalf of all the British paratroopers rescued by you. We have to thank you!" The British brigadier general came to Parks and his subordinates, who were about to pack up and leave the revelry, and sent a sincere invitation, "And allow me to introduce myself to Brigadier General Raphael, the First Airborne Division of the British Army. You can call me Raphael. This is the second time you have rescued the British paratroopers!"

Parks looked at Swill. He felt Raphael's sincerity, so he nodded and said, "Well, I'm very happy to receive your invitation. We will be very happy to celebrate with you." Then he smiled at Sbier and said, "Let's stay. There are good rums and beef here. After all, the brothers are tired!"

Sbier shrugged his shoulders and said that he had no opinion. He was happy to see it, and it was obvious that Captain Winters consciously arranged for himself to participate in this operation, which was paving the way for himself.

The celebration of the British who escaped the catastrophe was really crazy. They shouted all kinds of words, one after another, as if they were the winners, a heavy blow to the Germans, and they also looked very morale, completely different from the cautious, worried and fearful god on the other side of the river. State. This made Parks couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. Obviously, the British forgot the pain after the scar was healed.

At this time, Brigadier General Raphael walked to the front, facing the wine glass, accompanied by the colonel. He suddenly raised his glass and shouted, "Brothers, brothers of the Red Devils, I have something to say!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped immediately. They all turned around, faced Brigadier General Raphael, and then eagerly cast their eyes on him. They really want to hear the brigadier general's speech. Even a little bit of encouragement or clichés can make them shout and release the accumulated mental pressure for a long time.

Brigadier General Raphael nodded, and then waved to Captain Parks standing behind the crowd and said, "Captain Parks!"

Parks knew what he was going to do, so he couldn't help but smile at Sborne and whisper, "It seems that I'm going to be exhibited."

"They thank you! This is!" Spiel smiled at him. To be honest, he didn't feel jealous at all. He even thought it was what Parks wanted to enjoy.

Brigadier General Rafael put his hand over, then took Pax's shoulder and said to the British soldiers, "Brothers, we must remember the American captain beside me, - Les? Mr. Parks! Reese? Captain Parks and the 101st Airborne Division helped the Red Devil Force. One was to help us come back, and the other was to help our entire Red Devil Division escape from the Germans and cross the Rhine River, saving the remaining strength of our First Airborne Division.

Parks was about to say something, but he was stopped by Raphael's gentle nod. He continued, "It is because we have preserved our strength that we can fight again with the German army in the future."

At this time, the British army faced by Parks suddenly roared. They were paying tribute to Parks. Obviously, they knew what Parks had done for the British army before. Their tribute is from the bottom of their hearts, not perfunctory. Even if they look down on other Americans, they still have great respect for Parks and his company, who saved them from bad luck twice.

Brigadier General Raphael raised his glass high and shouted loudly, "To E Company, for victory!"

"For victory!" There was a loud response from the stage. The British and the people who participated in the rescue raised their glasses or bottles high and drank them all.

And all of this is not far from the battalion headquarters, and the headquarters of the battalion headquarters is 40 to 50 meters away from the warehouse. Captain Winters looked through the window at the faint light in the warehouse and the faint cheers, and couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. He felt relieved from the bottom of his heart. After leaving by himself, Company E finally welcomed a very good company commander.

"You don't have to worry about them anymore!" At this time, a voice came from behind him.

"I haven't been worried for a long time! Since they are under the leadership of Parks!" Winters put down the curtains and went to his desk to sit down. Opposite him was Captain Nixon. "Parks is the kind of reassuring officer. Did you hear that? They are cheering!"

"British?" Nixon went to the window, then looked at the warehouse and smiled, "This is also bad luck for the British. Marshal Montgomery finally made great sacrifices for his actions. The British suffered heavy losses in this operation. I hope this is a very good lesson for them!"

"I'm not interested in these upper-class fights." Winters picked up a biscuit from a plate beside the table and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently. "All I know is that even if the British hate Marshal Eisenhower now, they will be grateful to us, because we have saved them again."

"So what about Lieutenant Sbier?" Nixon suddenly asked Winters.

"It depends on Parker's!" Winters chewed, turned his body, and looked at the warehouse with faint lights outside the window, and couldn't help smiling.

As he expected, the next day, when Spiel returned to the battalion, he brought a Parks application. He asked for a platoon leader for the third row of Company E, and in the letter, he mentioned Lieutenant Sbier and thought he was a very suitable candidate.

"What do you think of this?" Winters looked at Lieutenant Spiel standing in front of him. He believed that he had read the letter written by Parks, but he had to ask for it himself.

"Yes, sir!" Sbier nodded and said, "I will be very happy to be in Company E."

Winters nodded and then said, "Well, I will sign the order to serve as the platoon leader of the E company, pack your things in the battalion, and then report to Parks. I believe he will be very happy to see you!"

"Thank you very much!" Spiel behaved politely throughout the whole process. Although he deliberately suppressed his mood, the excitement between his eyebrows was obvious.

The fate of Spiel and E Company is finally tied together again. But the result was different. He was no longer a company commander, but just a platoon leader. After all, at this time, he is just a platoon leader. Although this process did not take over the position of company commander on the battlefield as it was, after the mediation of Parks and Winters, he still came together with Company E, and the time was ahead of schedule.

Sbier became the platoon leader of the three rows of E Company. This news quickly spread in Company E. Obviously, with Sbier's previous popularity, the psychology of E Company's brothers still has changed a subtle change.

(to be continued)