Chapter 112 Return to Aldburn

The next morning, the bugle woke up all the tired officers and soldiers of the E Company who were still in their dreams. The temporary barracks were busy everywhere. They were busy packing their luggage and the rewards they got from the welcoming crowd yesterday.

"Why do we all arrive in England and get up so early?" Carper looked around for a week and looked at the busy soldiers. "Who can tell me why?"

Luz tidied up his backpack and put it on his shoulder. He looked at Carber and couldn't help laughing and said, "Why can't you get up so early when you arrive in England? Can you tell me why? If you can, I'll reward you with a piece of chocolate!"

But except for Kabo, no one is complaining, and the brothers are busy with each other. Then line up outside. The commandes and whistles echoed and intertwined over the barracks. Such a situation can easily remind people of the previous training days. Listen to the buga, get up, go out early, and then it's the usual training.

"This reminds me of Tacoa." White stood in the line and smiled, "It feels like going back to two years ago."

"Do you miss Sob?" Grenari shook his head at him, "Seriently, in addition to his bad character, in my opinion, he still has some strengths, such as making you tired of running between the mountains and making you march dry at night without drinking a sip of water. Well, that's why I like him!"

"What?" White turned his head to Randolman beside him and smiled, "Mr. Gonorrhea said he liked Thorber. Daniel, I think you should give it to him. Who doesn't know that what Saber once hated most was the E-row of Randalman.

"Chong, move forward!" Parks shouted loudly in front of the team, "The E Company brothers set off and follow me in a row!" He put the rifle on his shoulder and took the lead. They were going to a railway station in Southampton, which was about two miles away from the barracks. From there, the brothers of Company E will take the train to Oldburn Barracks.

"Lieutenant!" Someone rushed to the front of the team and shouted at Parks.

Parks looked back, nodded and said, "Malak, what's the matter?"

"It's like this!" Malachi laughed and said, "We found a motorcycle when we were on Utah Beach, and now it's obviously not very convenient to get on the train, so what I want to say is, can I ride a motorcycle to Alderburn?"

Parks stopped, stood aside, and let the team move on. He looked at Malachi and said, "Are you sure? This is not a joke. If you can't arrive on time, I think there will be a regulation suitable for you!"

Malachi couldn't help saying with joy, "Yes, I can be on time. Thank you, Lieutenant!" Then he stood there and smiled at Parks.

"Is there anything else?" Parks looked at him with some fun.

"Yes..." Malaqi was a little embarrassed, but he still opened his mouth. "Moore is going to be with me."

"I knew, how could such a thing be missing Moore?" Parks shook his head and smiled, "Well, I can't control this, but remember my words and be on time. The commander of Sink doesn't like the late soldiers.

"Thank you, Lieutenant, you are such a good person!" Malaki saluted Parks, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Malak!" Parks shouted.

Malaqi stopped, turned around, and looked at Parks nervously. He was afraid that Parks would suddenly change his mind.

"Be careful on the road!" Parks nodded at him and then continued to walk forward with the team.

Malachi was stunned, and then a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He made a gesture to Moore, who was waiting in the distance, and then shouted, "Man, we succeeded. We can go for a ride with that beautiful baby.

It was already dawn when the brothers of E Company arrived at the railway station. Although the soldiers were a little tired, it seemed that they tried their best to make themselves cleaner, and many people shaved their beards.

Parks's seat was next to that of Wales, while Winters and Nixon changed positions with others, and the four of them sat on opposite benches and gathered together. Parks' seat is against the window, from which you can see the clear sky outside.

"We came out of Oldburn in a car. Now we are taking the train back to Alderburn. I really don't know how to describe my current mood!" Wales looked out of the window. He was opposite Parks and leaned against the window.

"You are a gambler's psychology!" Nixon, who was sitting next to Wales, took out the bottle and handed it to Wales. "Someone once said that only gamblers will keep comparing the past with the present and draw a favorable conclusion for themselves."

"The psychology of shit gamblers." Wales also took a sip of wine and handed it to Parks opposite. "If I want to bet, I'd rather bet whether I can live until the end of the war."

"Then you won't lose!" Parks laughed and said, "If you win the bet, then you are alive. If you lose the bet, then you will die. Do dead people still care about winning or losing? So if you bet like this, you will always be the winner. But you can't get anything!"

"Why?" Wales looked at Parks.

"Because if you live, this is what you deserve, and your life is your own. So you got your own, didn't you get nothing? Parks nodded and said solemnly to Wales, "If you die, then you lose what belongs to you. What's more, you shouldn't get it."

Wales shook her head and said, "You confused me."

"This is philosophy!" Nixon laughed and said, "Does Parks want to be a philosopher after the war?"

At this time, Winters laughed. He looked at the three people laughingly and said, "We came to England from the United States all the way, and then crossed the Atlantic, braved the rain of bullets and German gunfire, just to become a philosopher after the war. It's really great. I like it, but I know I can't become a philosopher. It's so sad!"

Nixon couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded and smiled, "Yes, we didn't fight to become philosophers." Then he turned his words and looked at Winters and smiled, "But why are we fighting? You have to go all the way to France.

"In order to understand and save Europe, we are here to be liberators and invaders." Parks took a big sip of the bottle, and then handed it to Winters, who was sitting next to him.

"No, no, don't give it to him. He doesn't drink. Have you forgotten?" Nixon hurried to bring the bottle.

Unexpectedly, Winters took the bottle, then looked at Nixon and Wales on the other side and laughed, "Everything must be the first time. This should also be my first experience!" With that, he raised the bottle, poured a sip into his mouth, then held his breath and swallowed a mouthful of wine wrapped in his mouth.

"Is that so?" He raised the bottle and smiled at Nixon.

"Of course," Nixon took the bottle, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Do you know what it was like for the first time? It's even worse than what Dick looked like after drinking just now. With that, all three of them laughed.

Parks smiled, then turned his head and looked out of the window, and his mood gradually calmed down. The train made a monotonous "kap" sound as it moved, and the scenery outside the window not only extended, but also swayed by. From afar, the train that had driven to the city, through a field, green trees and wheat fields, and farmers driving ox carts, constantly changing this in the speed of the train.

Parks looked up at the sky. Only the sky was still clear, and the clouds were floating on it.

The sky is always the same. When the wind blows through your ears, the hunting is ringing, and the street trees on both sides are constantly flying backwards. Everything is so beautiful that it makes people nostalgic and exciting.

"Ah - God, I love this feeling!" Malaki sat in the side box, raised the bottle in his hand, poured the wine one by one, and then raised his head. He felt the smell of the fresh shop when the wind blew. "I think this is the most correct and best thing we have done. If possible, I will ride it to London."

"Good idea, Malaqi!" While driving the galloping motorcycle, Moore turned his head to Malachi and laughed loudly, "This will definitely make those guys jealous to death."

"You can still pick up girls with this baby!" Malaqi added a sentence.

Motorcycles keep passing between trucks and cars running on the road. The road is not very wide, but it is enough for this little guy to have a good time.

"Take a sip? "Moore!" Malaki handed over the bottle.

"Of course, I prefer the feeling of driving with good wine!" Moore took it over, and as soon as he looked up, it was a sip.

"Wort, damn it! There is a car ahead!" Malaqi suddenly shouted, and he was almost half squatting in the carriage and was about to jump down. Moore came to his senses and a large military truck galloped towards them. He quickly threw away the bottle and twisted his hand desperately. The motorcycle passed by with the body of the truck.

"Go to hell!" Malaki turned around and raised his middle finger at the truck behind him.

"Damn it, a good bottle of wine wasted!" Moore was also a little annoyed, but this short-lived chagrin did not affect their excitement at all. Even Maraki waved his arms all the way and shouted loudly for a long time.

"Military camp, we have arrived!" Malaqi pointed to the front.

The motorcycle roared and rushed through the checkpoint at the gate of the barracks, so that the guard couldn't help shouting at them.

"What a madman!" The sentry shook his head and scolded them.

The brothers of Company E arrived at the barracks before Malaqi and Moore arrived. They were placed in the original barracks. Although the conditions are still very good, some barracks seem empty.

Parks stood in front of a row of barracks and looked around. Half of the brothers who lived here from September 1943 to May 1944 were no longer there. He couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Gernelly beside him suddenly said, "Lieutenant, now we only have half of the brothers in the barracks. We have lost half of our troops in this damn small operation in Normandy. How can we survive the whole war? Maybe we can't go home anymore.

"I will get through it, Bill!" Parks nodded to Gernelly. But he is not sure at all. Can he survive?

(to be continued)