Chapter 84 Blocking Tank
Parks' loud shouting aroused the idea of all the brothers of Company E. They began to pay a high degree of concentration and formed a scattered formation, moving forward cautiously.
"Chris Denson, with Ramirez, the rocket launcher is on standby at any time. We are near the railway line and pay attention to the German tanks at any time." Parks ordered loudly, and then commanded the whole platoon to march from the left and right.
"Ebe Tank!" Boyle, who was walking in front of him, suddenly shouted. He saw the turret of the tank exposed behind the fence.
The machine gun on the "Dad" tank fired first. Everyone lay down, and they dared not move again.
"Hidden, hidden!" Parks shouted anxiously. He rushed to the front and ran as he commanded the soldiers to hide in the fences on both sides.
"I was shot!" A loud voice shouted.
Parks looked at Boyle, and he was shot in the thigh by a machine gun on the tank. He fell to the ground and shouted.
"Damn it!" Parks flew to Boyle. Then he grabbed his collar and dragged him to the fence. As soon as he got to the fence, he shouted, "You Jin, come here and take care of him."
"I'm sorry, sir!" Boyle wanted to apologize, but he felt that he had caused trouble for Parks.
But Parks didn't pay attention to him. He shouted loudly, "Chris Denson, come here quickly. Bazooka, go and kill that tank, hurry up!" Then he said to Gordon, "Machine guns, cover them."
At this time, the second and third rows also rushed over. After hiding in the fence, Winters saw a row of rocket launchers, and he quickly asked the second and third rows of rocket launchers to prepare.
"Da-Da!" Gordon found a mound for cover, then set the machine gun on it and fired at the tank, which soon attracted the tank's idea.
"Dad" A burst of machine gun bullets hit the mound, and the splashed dirt was high. Gordon quickly lay down. He felt that the German machine gun bullets were like rain, hitting the mounds, which made him afraid to raise his head at all.
"Damn it, I can't fight back at all!" Gordon cursed loudly.
The Germans successfully suppressed the firepower of Company E with tanks, and then they tried to cross the fence, intending to sweep Company E hiding behind the fence with their steel bodies.
"Please, Ramirez, hurry up, the tank is coming soon. Is the rocket ready?" Chris Denson was standing in front of the fence that the tank had to pass through. He held the rocket launcher and was very flustered. Once the tank successfully crossed the fence, he and Ramirez would be a very good target.
"Okay! All right!" Ramirez shouted loudly.
At this time, the tank just showed its body from behind the fence. With a th, the rocket flew out, and then an explosion was heard. Chris Denson and Ramirez had already run aside to hide.
"Damn it, I didn't hit it!" Parks saw that the German tank was still coming, but there was no impact at all, and he couldn't help complaining loudly. He rushed over, pulled Ramirez away, and personally loaded Chrisden.
"I'm sorry! Sir!" Ramirez wanted to apologize. At this time, the tank raised its head when it crossed the fence, which was the best time to attack.
"Quick, fast, fast!" Christenson shouted. I heard Parks shouting in my ear.
"K kill him!"
"K kill him, this shit!" Christenson pulled the trigger again, and the rocket flew to the base of the tank with a wisp of smoke, and then made a loud explosion.
After a "boom--", the tank seemed to sneeze, and then the front of it plunged into the fence and couldn't move. It hit the point.
Several Germans shouted and wanted to climb out of the tank cabin, but were shot to death by the waiting brothers. At this time, another tank tried to cross the fence and was killed by the second and third rows of rocket launchers. Wales took the lead, rushed forward, climbed onto a tank, lifted the top cover, and threw a grenade into it.
In the dull explosion, mixed with screams. The Germans inside can't survive.
The last German tank turned around and fled when it saw that the situation was not good.
"I finally got rid of this garbage." Chrisden sighed, "Second Lieutenant, let me out of such a dangerous situation next time. Look, the whole platoon, only me and Ramirez are out of the front of the tank.
"Okay, next time I'll let you appear behind the German tank and kill them!" Parks smiled and then walked to Medical Officer Luo, who was dressing Boyle.
"How is he?" Parks said this to Medical Officer Luo.
"It's troublesome. The shrapnel is left in the thigh and you have to have surgery." Medical Officer Luo looked at Boyle worriedly. "I suggest sending him to Utah Beach and then returning to England by the way. The medical conditions there are better and will make him recover. After all, he hasn't hurt his bones, and there will be no sequelae. I can only do some emergency treatment for him now.
"Well, Boyle, you can go back to England now!" Parks smiled at him and said, "We will miss you."
Boyle looked at his thigh and said to Parks, "Sir, my injury is not serious. I don't want to go to England. I still believe more in our wartime treatment. Isn't it just a shrapnel? It's no big deal."
Parks shook his head, which was negotiable. He had to respect the doctor's opinion.
"I don't want to leave my brothers like this." Boyle was a little anxious. "Parks, our trip to Europe hasn't started yet, and I just went back." He looked very depressed.
"Well, if you have recovered and we haven't entered Germany yet, then you can come back!" Parks motioned to stretch Boyle on the platform, and then patted his hand.
Although Boyle was a little unwilling, he was sent away. Watching the stretcher gradually disappear from sight, Parks sighed unconsciously. Now the brothers have established very strong feelings after a series of battles. They would rather face the dangerous Germans together than stay in the hospital and waste their time.
"Parks!" Not far away, Winters was waving to him.
Parks walked over and then looked at Winters. Obviously, Winters must have assigned the task. They have arrived at their destination and have entered the same time as the Germans.
"We have to build fortifications behind the fence. There is a fence on our front, which is a barrier for the Germans. Now there are two fences between me and them. I tell my brothers that we have to dig up the puddles and repair the fortifications. We have to fight head-on with the Germans. Winters simply gave the order.
E Company began to build fortifications behind the fence. Everyone knows that this is a measure to save their lives, but they also implement it meticulously and carefully. But there is one thing that is very annoying, that is, behind the fence opposite, the Germans hide behind the fortifications that have been dug and disturb the E Company. As long as the brothers of the E Company move a little more behind the fence, they will be disturbed by the German fire.
"Ban!" A gunshot sounded, and then a branch fell from the top of Troy's head and hit him on his boots, which scared him. Then he lay on the ground tightly and looked nervously in front of the fence, but he couldn't see anything.
"Hey, Broy, what are you doing?" Pyconti looked at it and smiled. He was trying to shovel a ditch with a shovel. "The Germans are still far away. They can't see you, as long as you don't get out of the fence."
Brooyi got up grily, then hid behind the fence and began to dig the pit of scattered soldiers. He is a little nervous now. This is his own feeling. Even a little movement is enough for him to be shocked. He is afraid. This fear began to spread in his heart from the day of Day D, so that he even had a brief blindness in the battle.
"Hey, Broy!" He was dedicating the scattering pit, and his scattering pit was deep enough to bury his head in it, revealing only a pair of eyes. After talking, he heard someone calling him.
"Second Lieutenant." He looked up and saw Parks' face. With a puzzled face, he didn't know what Parks was looking for him. "What's the matter?"
"No, it's okay!" Parks nodded to him, "Don't be nervous, relax! That's it! I want to tell you." After Parks finished speaking, he walked away. He kept encouraging his brothers around him.
"Hi, Parks!" At this time, Malaqi waved to him.
Parks bent over and passed quietly: "What's the matter? Malaqi."
"I heard that the people of the command department have released the news that we can end the battle before Christmas?" Malaki was still concerned about this, which was also the kind of optimism Parks was worried about.
"Maybe, I hope I can end the battle before Christmas. But we have to prevent the Germans from coming to their senses!" Parks shook his head. "They have realized that they will constantly set up obstacles and increase troops on our way forward."
"You are not optimistic about their estimates?" Malachi looked at Parks in surprise, "Maybe you heard something?"
"There's nothing. It's just my own estimate!" Parks patted him on the shoulder. "Now we shouldn't talk about where to spend Christmas. There are Germans in front of us, and they are going to attack us. Be careful!"
Malaki nodded reluctantly. Obviously, he is eager to end the war and then go home. Compared with the expectation and fear of the war when he was training in the United States and Britain, he thought more about when the battle would end.
"Our attack is at 5:3 p.m. at dawn." Winters looked at his watch and told the three platoons the time to fight. "It seems that we have to spend the night here today."
At this time, the right-wing F company and the left-wing D company also entered their respective positions and began to build fortifications.
(to be continued)