Chapter 141 Flowers and Blood Rain

There are about 100,000 residents in the city of Eindhoven. On this day, they took out the orange flag that had been collected for many years, tied to the window, tied to the square, tied to anywhere visible. Many people re-embroidered orange armbands on their sleeves. They rushed to the streets and cheered the incoming American soldiers.

"It's great to see you!" The Dutchman shouted loudly in English, "Welcome!"

"We have been looking forward to it!" They took out the chair and took out hot tea and fresh milk, apples, pears and peaches. They came enthusiastically to bring their best food to the American soldiers.

"It feels so good!" New recruit Barry smiled at Galanz beside him and said, "I like it here. They are so enthusiastic!" Barry grabbed the fruit sent by the Dutch, nibbled it in his mouth, and couldn't help waving to the crowd, like a victorious general. He held his head high, his chest was straight, and his steps were a little light.

"Take advantage of the opportunity to enjoy it early, Barry!" Galanz nodded. Obviously, no one knows what will happen later, and no one knows whether the German bullet will hit himself. Timely fun is the best way for American soldiers to vent.

Winters and laborious squeezed out of the crowd, and then said to Li Pu, "I need to set up an outpost. We stayed here to wait for the British tanks, and then continued to the Dommer River Bridge.

"Okay!" Li Pu nodded, then left and shouted behind him, "Muck, McDonald, gather your people and set up a sentry on the way forward." As soon as he finished speaking, a woman ran over, hugged him, and then blocked his mouth with her red lips.

Looking at the woman giggling and running towards the other soldiers in the spring breeze, Li Pu couldn't help touching his lips and smiling. He was about to urge the brothers of E Company to move on, but he soon found that he was wrong. He walked into the crowd and soon someone grabbed him.

"Hello, Warrior, can I take a picture with you?" Several Dutchmen stopped him. They held a camera in their hands and looked at him expectantly, sending out a sincere invitation.

There is no way to refuse at all. After all, there is still time. The British tank is late. Li Pu couldn't help nodding and said, "Well, as you wish, it's a good idea!"

But after the group photo, the Dutch were obviously not satisfied, and someone asked Li Pu to sign as a souvenir. Usually, Li Pu will not reply to such a thing. He solemnly signed his name on the clothes on a child's chest. Then they left with a satisfied smile, as if they had won a special honor.

Li Pu was about to turn around when he heard someone behind him smiling at him and said, "Hey, Li Pu, did you sign the child just now?"

When Li Pu turned around, it was Sergeant Tebert. He held a glass of wine in his left hand and poked a piece of roast beef with a dagger in his right hand. He was still chewing in his mouth, and his pronunciation was a little vague.

"What's the problem?" Li Pu couldn't help shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hand.

Tybert smiled and said, "There is no problem at all. It's just that you signed your name. Do you know what I signed for a girl? Eisenhower. Haha, it's interesting to think about it. Some brothers even signed an Englishman's name - Montgomery. I won't do this. Now it's the American soldiers who rescue them.

"That's right, that's right!" Li Pu shook his head and smiled, "You are about to become God. They are all your people!"

"A bite?" Tebert raised his glass to him. "The Dutch are the most enthusiastic."

"No, no, leave it to yourself to enjoy!" Li Pu shook his head, and the enthusiasm of the Dutch made the American soldiers feel like they were big stars. They received autographs, took photos, and then enjoyed the Cognac, fresh vegetables, roast beef, apple sauce and milk from the Dutch. They actually enjoy the same treatment as stars.

"It's unbelievable!" Winters shook his head and looked at the scene.

Nixon beside him smiled and said, "We are the liberators for the Dutch. They deserve it. Some people may never have such enjoyment in the future. War allows them to enjoy and make hard work, even disability and death. They have behaved well enough. We shouldn't be demanding!"

Winters nodded and said, "You're right." He was suddenly in a trance, and there were many fewer old faces in it: Parks, Wales, Randallman, Gnaury, Toy... This suddenly made his heart very uncomfortable.

There is no right or wrong in war, only sacrifice. There is no winner in war, only disaster.

Wentes will never be in a good mood. He is always worried that more than 30 brothers seem to have disappeared from the world. There was no radio, no response, and no sign of fighting with the German army. This disappointed Winters, but also made him look forward to it.

The Arnam Bridge is still standing on the Rhine River. The bodies of the British and German troops on the bridge have been cleaned up. The destroyed tanks and armored vehicles are still floating with wisps of black smoke. They are like injured lions lying on the bridge, making people feel its power and powerless.

The British army here has no brandy, fresh vegetables and roast beef. The fiasco on the first day put everyone in a sad atmosphere. Obviously, the armored vehicles and tanks here caught them off guard.

"I didn't expect Bitris's tank to be here. This is really bad information!" Frederick?? Lieutenant Colonel Gefu kept complaining to Brigadier General John Forrest, "We have completely sent it to the Germans. We are just a piece of fat meat or steak!"

"Fortunately, I was mentally prepared!" Brigadier General John Forrest smiled and said, "I never believe those nonsense!"

"You mean the information provided by the intelligence agency, and the enemy army is all composed of the elderly and children?" Lieutenant Colonel Gefu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I still believed them. It's really sad!"

"We can also organize an attack. The Germans may not be as strong as we think." Brigadier General John Forrest said to the lieutenant colonel, "Maybe the Germans on the bridge have been wiped out, and the rest are the old people and children?" He smiled and blinked his eyes. At least he is not very pessimistic now. As long as he sticks to it for two days, the 30th Army will arrive and crush the Germans easily. This is the only reason that can support them.

"The C and D companies of the 2nd South Stafford Regiment are the main attack, the remaining troops of the 3rd Battalion are reinforcements, and the 11th Battalion is the defenders, attacking south of the bridge again!" Brigadier General John Forrest gave an order to Lieutenant Colonel Gefu, "We want to defeat the Germans on the south of the bridge. It's that simple. Go all out, man!"

"I know, General!" Lieutenant Colonel Ge Fu nodded and said, "Maybe this attack on the Germans will collapse."

"Or the license is not a military language!" Brigadier General John Foster said to him, "Okay, let the brothers prepare, and then teach those Germans a hard lesson!" Now is the time for them to behave.

In the morning, two companies of the 1st Airborne Battalion of the British 1st Airborne Brigade launched a second offensive the next day towards the southern end of Anum Bridge. They lost the courage to run all the way yesterday and marched cautiously, looking for iron frames that could be a cover for bridges from time to time, while avoiding the heavy shooting of the German MG42 machine guns.

"God, I don't want to die here!" A British soldier marched cautiously from the edge of the bridge in fear. He couldn't stand the tense atmosphere and couldn't help whispering.

"Then rush over there, soldier!" Next to him was a captain and deputy company commander. He said to the soldier, "If you want to survive, you have to rush forward. Don't care what happens around you. Kill the Germans on the opposite side, and we will have a way to survive!"

The Germans were ready. They put on heavy weapons and tanks waiting, just like the prey quietly waiting to enter the hunting range. The muzzle of the black hole was glowing and looked squeezy. Germans' expressions are generally serious. They don't talk or smile, just like a group of machines or puppets placed on the bridge.

"I always feel restless! Sir!" The British soldier couldn't help talking again. He looked at his deputy company commander pitifully and almost cried, "Captain, I feel like I will be hit and screaming to death!" I will be hit by a German machine gun, and then my head will be smashed by them. There is always such a scene in front of me now. I'm dead this time, captain!"

"Damn it, you won't scream. If you are hit in the head, you won't scream at all. You will die directly!" The captain was obviously a little fierce. "Be careful, I'll shoot you in the mouth first. I won't mind shut you up in such a way!"

"Okay, okay, sir! You..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a sweep of machine guns, and then the sharp whistle from the shells.

"Boom--" With a sound, the shell exploded in front of the soldier, and the air waves directly threw him in front of the captain. Then the blood soon soaked into the bridge. The soldier's head was cut in half by shrapnel. The captain was right. He died without even screaming.

The captain jumped quickly behind a bridge pillar, looked at the body, and couldn't help vomiting.

"God! Please bless me and don't let me die too torture!" The captain drew a cross on his chest, then picked up the gun and rushed out. He shot ahead crazily, and then jumped quickly to avoid the shooting of machine guns and shells. Behind him was a soldier who jumped forward.

Through the smoke, he can already see the clear appearance of the German tank. There was even the flame spewed by MG42. He was about to rush to the German position, which was only 70 meters away, which made him very excited.

The soldiers beside the captain were constantly hit by bullets, and then fell to the ground screaming. From time to time, flesh and blood splashed over and spots on the captain's uniform, but this did not make him stop.

In front of him is the German position, and he can occupy it immediately.

"Brothers, go up and let's kill the damn Germans!" The captain paused for a moment and then waved forward to the back. But he was soon stunned. There were no one of the dozens of soldiers behind him. Their bodies were covered with the bridge that rushed up, and occasionally one or two of them rolled and howled on the bridge.

"Damn it, it's terrible!" The captain scolded himself secretly, and then heard a loud noise. He flew into the sky, splashed a rain of blood in the air, and fell down one after another.

(to be continued)