Rebirth of American Brothers

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

In Company E, the most intimate person is Second Lieutenant Dick Winters. Although the whole company is still in the adaptation period of recruit training, Second Lieutenant Winters always trains as best as possible according to the requirements of Lieutenant Sober. Everyone is very tired after every training, but there is no complaint about Second Lieutenant Winters, which is his charm.

But for Lieutenant Sober, everyone in the company has a feeling that the black swan is coming.

"Lieutenant Herb Sober, who is the man in the lead?" Colonel Sink came to inspect the training of Company E on purpose. He saw the team in training uniforms that were training repeatedly.

"That's Second Lieutenant Dick Winters! Mr. Colonel!" Sober was very happy that Colonel Sink was able to come, which was his chance to perform.

"He is a good soldier!" Sink smiled and looked at the training team. His love for this team came from the bottom of his heart. Of course, it was also because his 506th Regiment was proud of being the first airborne force in the United States. In such a mentality, he prefers to love the 506th Regiment from the bottom of his heart like himself.

Herb Thorber didn't say anything, and his facial expression became a little unnatural. I thought Captain Sink would reward himself, but I didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by Second Lieutenant Dick Winters.

"Do you even have a sergeant named Les Parks? I heard that he performed well in training. Colonel Sink didn't pay any attention to Thorber's unnatural face. He looked at the team that was practicing and seemed to ask casually.

"Yes! Mr. Colonel." Thorber's face was a little embarrassed. Colonel Sink came to inspect Company E, but he ignored his situation and only asked two other people, "But I demoted him a few days ago. He is now a second-class soldier in the second platoon of Company E."

"Relegated? Why? Sink was a little surprised that the non-commissioned officers of the company had a certain degree of autonomy, but generally when the non-commissioned officers were promoted, they would be filed with the regimental headquarters. It seems that the demotion of Les Parks was only within Company E, and it was not reported to the regimental headquarters. Sink didn't know what was going on at all.

Seeing that Sink's face was a little unhappy, Herb Sober quickly explained, "That's it, Mr. Colonel. Because Parks had a conflict with the people in the town during the break, he hit people, so he had to be punished, but..."

Sink interrupted him: "Well, whether it's a promotion or a downgrade, it won't affect my opinion of Company E. You lead an excellent company, and I'm very proud of it." With that, Sink walked to the jeep and said, "Led your company well. I believe it will become the best company of the 506th Regiment!" Lieutenant Herb Sober!"

Herb Sober saluted quickly: "I will try my best, Mr. Colonel!"

Sink's jeep rolled up the dust and left the training ground.

Watching Sink leave, Herb Sober walked to the training ground.

"Lieutenant!" When Second Lieutenant Dick Winters saw Lieutenant Herb Sober making a pause gesture, he stopped and saluted him.

Herb Sober looked at him in a complicated mood, and then said seriously, "Second Lieutenant Dick Winters, the training plan has changed. We will have a 12-mile cross-country training tonight."

Dick Winters was a little strange. He squeezed his lips and asked, "Lieutenant, is the cross-country training held every Friday at night? Today is only Tuesday, and there are still three days left before Friday!"

"The training plan has changed, Dick!" Saab almost roared, "In the future, we will run 12 miles every Tuesday night and Friday night. We will be paratroopers and the best army in the United States. If our company wants to become the best company in the paratroopers, we must march 12 miles twice a week. If we can't do it, then ask him to leave. This Don't raise a good baby!"

Dick Winters looked at Herb Sober and finally nodded and said, "As you wish, sir!"

"Continue to practice!" Herb Sober turned around and left the training ground.

"Bastard!" Bill Gnery scolded in a low voice.

Everyone who was practicing showed a very helpless and unwilling look on their faces.

"Brothers, don't be discouraged. Let's continue to remember that we are not the army, nor the navy, nor the paperworkman sitting on the desk knocking on the typewriter. We are paratroopers, the unique paratroopers. Is there anything else that can defeat us?" Winters clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's continue!"

At the end of the day's practice, the camp was full of the bitterness of the soldiers.

"Sorber is shit. Training depends entirely on his mood." White couldn't help complaining again, "So what else do we have to do with the training syllabus? Is it for us to wipe our buttocks?

"I bet that Herb Sober must have wiped his buttocks with the hard paper on the training outline. He completely lost the content of the outline. Maybe he thinks he is the paper that can wipe his buttocks!" Ed Tibo is joking.

"We will be paratroopers in the future, the best army in the United States. If our company wants to become the best company among paratroopers, we must march 12 miles twice a week at night. If we can't do it, then ask him to leave. Don't raise a good baby here!" George Luz learned from Herb Thorber's voice and shouted at White.

"You are the good baby!" White shouted at Luz.

"Well, it's not difficult, guys!" Parks stood up at this time. He felt that he needed to stand up. He had watched "The Company of Brothers" many times in his previous life and knew the final ending of Herb Thorber. But if Sober is not transferred as expected, it can only be a tragedy for the E Company brothers to go to the battlefield in the future.

"Of course, we are dissatisfied with Saber, but we can't transfer Lieutenant Saber with our prison so that Second Lieutenant Winters can become our company commander." Parks said, "What we have to do is to cause as little trouble as possible and not to make it difficult for Second Lieutenant Winters, okay?"

"Second Lieutenant Winters is a good man!" Carbo suddenly said something.

Yes, everyone knows that Second Lieutenant Winters is a good man, but no one can change the position of him and Lieutenant Sober and their fate. Parks are just big-heads.

I was afraid to know that the soldiers' resentment against Sober would break out to a certain extent, but it was definitely not now. Because the current E Company has not even officially become a paratrooper and lacks training. Training will increase the chances of soldiers' survival on the battlefield. Therefore, Parks is not opposed to night training.

"Brothers, Company E is not a company of Lieutenant Sober alone. It is a company of brothers." Parks said solemnly, "For the sake of Second Lieutenant Winters! For the E company. He stretched out his hand behind.

At this time, the soldiers came over, folded their hands together, and said in unison, "For Company E!"

Yes, for E company. This is the wish of every E company soldier. These days of training has made the brothers of the E company feel that this company is like a whole, and everyone is their own siblings.

In the cross-country march at night, Sober did not accompany the team. He waited in the company's camp.

The heavily armed night cross-country made the soldiers of Company E listless.

"I can't stand it anymore!" Chris Denson stopped and bent down to gasp. He is a machine gunner, and the machine gun he is holding is much heavier than an ordinary rifle. "I have to drink some water!"

"No, no, Christenson, don't you know that you can't drink water when you are fully armed and cross-country at night." Parks knew that if Christen drank water, the result might be the same as in the TV series, and he would be fully armed to run back and forth again.

"This damn M1919 (U.S. platoon machine gun) is too heavy." Chris Denson couldn't help complaining.

Parks shook his head and smiled, "If you are willing to run back and forth against this thing, I think I really have no reason to persuade you again. Don't complain, Chris Denson."

Perhaps because the shadow of Herb Thorber began to spread in Chris Densheng's heart, he actually endured it and didn't think about the pot of water again.

The journey of 12 miles almost exhausted the spirits of the soldiers. Under the night, there was only a group of soldiers passing through. They were panting, but the queue was neat, and there was the sound of leather boots and weeds rubbing.

"I have something to say!" At this time, David Landorman suddenly muttered.

George Luz beside him looked at him doubtfully: "Who do you want to talk to?"

David Landorman suddenly said to Winters, "Second Lieutenant Winters!"

"What's the matter?" Second Lieutenant Winters turned around and looked at him as he walked.

"Ask for a speaker, sir!"

"Ask for permission!" Winters said.

"Son, we have a total of 9 companies."

"That's right!"

"Why are we the only company that has to be fully armed to run 12 miles in the dark every Tuesday and Friday night?"

Winters was stunned and then asked, "Then why do you think it is? Private Lan Daman.

Landolman shouted, "Lieutenant Sober hates us! Sir!"

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