Chapter 51 The First Time of Christen's Life

Chapter 51 Chris Densheng's First Time

Parks crawled quietly in the grass on the ground. Chris Denson lay behind him, and the two of them didn't make a sound, not even the atmosphere. Parks' eyes stared at the front closely. In the shadow of the night, a cluster of people swayed not far away. They searched for the grass, and they could even see the cold light of the gun barrel reflected in the night light. This is a team of Germans. They are now all over Normandy, searching for American paratroopers falling from the sky and destroying them before they gather.

Parks turned his head slightly and gestured to Christenson: three German soldiers. Two Mauser 98K rifles and an MP38 submachine gun. They are coming towards themselves.

"What should I do?" Although Chris Denson lowered his voice, his voice trembled, and it could be seen that he was very nervous.

Parks quietly withdrew his head, then stepped back and whispered to Chris Densheng, "I'll follow my orders later. I need your help, Chris Denson. Let's kill them!"

"I know, I know!" Chrisden nodded his head.

"You go to the woods on the left, and then drag them with a pistol there. I'll go around from the right, behind them." Parks whispered. This is a trick I used to use to attract attention and then raid from behind. Even if the weapons and equipment are at a disadvantage, they can often turn the tide and miracles.

"Do you use this knife?" Chris Denson suddenly saw Parks pulling out the paratrooper knife and couldn't help but be a little stunned. In his opinion, it was undoubtedly too dangerous!

Parks didn't explain, just nodded, and then whispered to him, "Let's go!" Because they saw the three figures getting closer and closer, and even faintly heard their voices.

Crisden had a cat on his waist, got into the forest under the cover of the grass, and then leaned against a big tree. He held the gun in both hands and put it on his thighs. The palms of my hands are sweaty, and my heart beats fast. Then he squinted his eyes and looked at Parks, but he couldn't see anyone. The grass covered his sight.

"Damn it!" Chris Denson scolded himself secretly. If so, he can't see Parks's gesture clearly.

The Germans are nearby. Their voices are getting louder and louder.

"No matter!" Chris Denson cheered himself up, then raised his pistol, ready to raid, but he heard the three Germans stop and discuss something together.

"Have you been found?" Chris Denson suddenly felt desperate, and he looked in the direction of the Parks movement again. If you can't see him again, you will do it alone. "Anyway, it's just death!" Thinking of this, his hands trembled a little.

When he glanced over, he saw Pax's gesture - attack.

Chris Denson suddenly dodged from behind the tree and shot three Germans in a row. Three Germans were stopping. They were a cigarette, bowing their heads, and completely unprepared.

"Ban!" Bang!" "" Bang!" ( Bang) Three shots startled them, and then threw away their cigarettes in a panic and lay down in the grass. Hide yourself quickly. .

Just now, Chris Denson was so flustered that all three shots were empty. Then he hid behind the tree quickly, and then the tree was beaten with wood chips. The Germans began to fight back.

Parks chose to attack really well, because the three Germans stopped, one of them distributed a cigarette, and the others came over to lighter the cigarette. But Chris Denson wasted the opportunity.

Chris Denson had no chance at all. Under the suppression of the submachine gun, he didn't even dare to come out, and two German soldiers quietly surrounded him one left and one right. The quality of German soldiers is really good.

But they didn't expect that there was another person behind them. They were attracted by Chris Denson. When two German soldiers enveloped him, Parks felt that the opportunity had come.

He had touched the back of the German soldier who was shooting directly at Chris Denson with a submachine gun. His excellent quality made him not found by the soldier, or the German soldier was also panicked. He only saw the front and shot desperately.

"Kash!" It was the crisp impact sound after the empty bore, and the German bullet clip was finished. He cursed in a low voice and took out a magazine from the bullet belt around him, which was about to be replaced.

But he suddenly felt a little cold in his throat. There was also some pain. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and then he was horrified to see that his hands were full of blood. He wanted to shout, but he could only make a "hehe" dry vomiting sound.

His throat was cut.

It's now, Parks shouted, "Right, Chris Denson!"

Two enveloping Germans were shocked when they heard the shouting behind them. They subconsciously turned around. Christenson heard the shouting. He suddenly turned to the right, took a deep breath, and then pulled the trigger at the German soldier who was already very close to him.

"Ban!" Bang!" ( Bang) ......

A series of bullets hit the German soldier, making a "poo", "poo" and "poo" sound, and then a short wailing between his throats was heard. The German army fell down.

"That's it?" Chris Denson knocked down the German, and then his mind went blank. He shot like this, and then killed a German devil. He had no idea at all.

"Hide down!" Parks shouted.

Chrisden was excited all over, and immediately subconsciously reacted that he was on the battlefield. He turned around in a panic and raised the gun in his hand, but found that all the bullets in the pistol were empty. He saw a dark muzzle raised and aimed at his head.

Is it over? Christen looked at the black muzzle in despair, and his hands kept shaking.

"Ban!" With a sound, the gun went off.

Maybe the German was a little flustered when he saw that the two companions were finished. In addition, after Chris Denson heard the gunfire, he subconsciously avoided it, and the bullet rubbed his forehead. A heat wave irritched his forehead.

"Wo!" A soft sound.

The German didn't have a chance to fire a second shot. His hand holding the gun loosened, and the gun made a sound of sand in the grass. Then he saw him covering his neck with both hands, staggering forward two steps, and falling down in the grass. A paratrooper knife stuck in his neck!

"Uh-" The German soldier made a dying sound, and the blood was soaked in his throat, like the sound of boiling water. Coupled with excessive tension, Chris Denson couldn't help vomiting.

"Chris Dengsheng, do you want to die?" Parks didn't see Chris Denson's reaction at all, and he was even very angry. "Think about it, you have completely exposed yourself to the gunpoint of the Germans. Is that the effect after two years of training?"

"I'm sorry!" Chris Denson was a little embarrassed. After vomiting, he came to his senses. "I messed it up!"

"Okay, give me the pistol!" Parks found the bullet belt from the German soldier, and then threw a Mauser 98K with the bullet belt to Christensen. "Take it, German weapons. We will encounter a lot along the way."

Chris Denson took it and handed the pistol to Parks. Parks found his bullet bag from two Germans and carried the Mauser on his back with the submachine gun in his hand.

"We have to go. Other Germans will search for us soon. We were too much just now!" Parks searched all the German soldiers and found a few German bills and a few packs of cigarettes.

Chris Denson looked at Parks tos and turns on the Germans, and even the guy who had just been shot by Parks's flying knife was not dead, and his body was still twitching, like a dying frog turning over his belly. He felt a burst of nausea again. When he passed by the German he shot to death, he stopped for a moment. The German crawled in the grass, as if he had fallen asleep!

"How do you feel about killing the German devils for the first time?" Parks must have been a little uneasy when he knew that Chrisden had killed someone for the first time, so he whispered to him all the way.

"A little nervous!" Christen answered truthfully, "It's also a little disgusting."

This is indeed true. When Parks first killed someone, although it was better than him, the psychological barrier always existed until he experienced too much later.

"We have to rush back to the assembly point as soon as possible. Now we still have four hours. If we don't dare to go back before dawn, we will wait for the Germans to deal with us!" Parks distanced away from Chris Denson as he walked.

"Shh!" Parks suddenly clenched his hand into a fist and put his index finger on his mouth, making Chrisden, who was about to speak, silent.

Parks turned around and gestured to him, signaling him to hide. Then he flashed from the side with a cat's waist. In front of him was the backyard of a French farmhouse, piled with tall haystacks, and the grass next to the haystack made some subtle noises.

Parks raised his hand to Christenson to signal him to be on guard with a gun, and he quietly thought of approaching the grass from the side.

A slight cricket sound came from the grass. When Parks heard it, he quickly took out his metal cricket signal and responded twice. Then a figure came out of the grass and whispered, "Lightning!"

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