Chapter 195 Discovery

The brothers of Company E returned to stay in the trenches again. Part of the artillery positions of the German army were destroyed, making Company E clean for several days. And the commander of Sink was also cautious and did not take the opportunity to attack the German army. After all, if you want to protect this line of defense, the strength of a regiment will be overstretched, and it is even more impossible to launch a large-scale attack.

However, the patrol team still had to set off as usual every day. Although the Germans lost part of their artillery positions, they quickly added infantry and sent an additional company, and the number of patrols every day increased a lot. So everything is still on the original front line. No one can advance, and there is no way to attack again. Even if the Germans add a company, Company E still has the support of the British artillery. This also makes them afraid to launch an attack easily.

The second row was eventually replaced and became a reserve team, responsible for the vigilance task of the company. A row was rearranged on the front line. After staying in the trench for a long time and being rotated, even for a day or two, it can make people's spirit excited. Even in a short time, E-Lian does not worry about morale.

Webster marched cautiously along the levee, followed by Miller and Caper. Carb has been very close to Webster recently, because he is not a popular role among veterans, which makes him find a sense of balance among recruits.

"I thought I could always be a reserve team. When I think of that damn trench, I feel how abominable and unselfishable war is!" Carbo kept nagging on the road.

When several people were patrolling, suddenly Kabo covered his stomach, frowned, and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, my stomach hurts. I have to find a place!"

"What did you eat today?" Webster smiled and looked at Carbo hurriedly into the grass on the roadside. He laughed and said, "I told you, don't talk about milk mixed with the greasy food of the British."

"Oh, God, what's so stinky? Cabo, can't you stay away?" Miller, who followed Webster, stood a little farther away. He suddenly frowned, covered his nose, and shouted loudly.

"I'm close enough away. Have you become a hound?" Cabo said loudly from afar, "Or are you squatting behind my ass and looking at me?"

"But I did smell the bad smell!" Miller frowned and looked around. The grass here was very deep, but the stench came with the wind one after another. Even Webster smelled it, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What died here?" Webster looked around as he spoke, and then he saw that the grass not far ahead was crushed. He couldn't help shouting, "Hey, Miller, go and have a look. There seems to be someone over there." With that, he picked up the rifle and walked over there cautiously.

There is indeed someone who overwhelms the grass and overwhelms a piece of grass. Obviously, it's not one person, but twelve corpses. They lay there horizontally, dressed in German uniforms. Because the body had begun to rot, it emitted a very strong stench and was sent to Webster and others with the wind.

"Ouch--" Miller tried desperately to hold back, but he still hurriedly ran aside and vomited. Obviously, the corpses that have begun to decompose and the stench are disgusting.

Webster only felt that the canned meat for lunch was surging up, but he resisted, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and then frowned to check these people.

"Twelve people, all Germans!" Webster said to himself, "And these Germans have no weapons and no one to help them clean up their bodies. Obviously, they are prisoners!"

Miller vomited for a while, and the bitter water spit out. Then he felt a little better. He heard Webster's analysis and stood aside from a distance and said, "Are they prisoners? But why did you shoot them again?

"I don't know!" Webster frowned and then shook his head.

"Hey, what are you doing?" While tying his trouser pocket, Carbo walked towards Webster. Then he also smelled the stench and couldn't help frowning, "Is it Miller's fart?"

Miller couldn't help but say angrily, "Okay, Cap, don't target me with everything. Take a look at it yourself, this damn disgusting place!" He stood a few more steps away.

When Karbo walked in, he couldn't help pinching his nose with his hand. Then when he saw this scene in the grass, he couldn't help nodding and said, "It's very simple. These Germans are our prisoners, and they have been killed."

"We all know this!" Webster nodded, "Is there any new topic?"

Kaber nodded and said, "Yes, that is, the person who killed them is definitely ours!"

"God, I regret it a little!" Webster shook his head, stood up, then turned around and walked back, muttering to himself, "I really shouldn't go on a patrol with this guy."

"Hey, Webster, what does this matter to us? It's not the people on our side who killed. Who cares about the life and death of the Germans? If these guys are taken back to the company, they will share our milk and fruit!" Carbo spread his hands to Webster who left and shouted, "Do you want to mind your own business?"

"This is no business, Kabo!" Webster turned his head and looked at him, "It's inhumane to do this. Cabo, they surrendered. They were prisoners and should be treated as prisoners. We are not Germans. We take pleasure in killing prisoners!"

"You should say this with Lieutenant Spiel!" Capper sneered.

"But he didn't kill it. This is what our company did. Cabo, don't change the subject!" Webster suddenly roared with some embarrassment, "Do you want the Germans to catch our people and then learn from us to kill all our brothers? God, what a crazy guy!"

"Actually, this is very simple!" At this time, Miller said hesitantly.

"What?" Cabo and Webster made a sound at the same time, and then looked at him.

Miller shrugged his shoulders and hesitated. Obviously, he didn't know whether it was appropriate to say it, but looking at the appearance of Kaber and Webster, he would definitely not give up, so he nodded and said, "Actually, as long as we know who escorted these prisoners that night, we will know the answer. It's very simple. You should also think about it, don't you?

"No, I can't think of it!" Cabo shook his head quickly.

Webster didn't make a sound at all, just looked at Carbo and Miller. Then he closed his mouth. Obviously, once a specific person is involved, he still shuts his mouth smartly. No matter who did it, it should not be said by them!

"Oh, God, don't do this. You must have thought so!" Miller was a little anxious. He said to both of them, "You all know who escorted them, but you don't want to say yes, do you?"

Kaber shook his head again and shrugged his shoulders. Webster still looked silent. He

"We... Shall we tell Company Chief Parks?" Miller said hesitantly again.

"Of course, we have to tell the company commander. Sooner or later, these bodies will be found. If we don't say it, when others say it, we will let Wales scold us to death. I don't want to do that!" Capo nodded.

"That's good!" Miller felt relieved, and then smiled and said, "Which of us is responsible for this?"

"I'm the person in charge of this patrol. It's not easy for me to come forward in person." Kabo said with a grin, "The deputy company commander is responsible for these things in the company, the deputy platoon leader is responsible for these things in the platoon, and the deputy squad leader in the class. So no matter what, it's not my turn. Kaber looked at Miller and Webster.

"Don't look at me, Cap, I'm not the vice captain!" Webster shook his head and said, "I'm just a veteran. Veterans have the concerns and principles of veterans." With that, he looked at Miller.

"I knew it was like this!" Miller shrugged his shoulders helplessly and spread out his hand.

"Don't worry, Miller!" Carbo patted him on the shoulder. "In fact, maybe Company commander Parks already knew about this. More than a dozen prisoners are not a small number, and it has been nearly several days. Parks is the smartest person in the company. Maybe he knows better who did it.

"What do you mean?" Miller said.

"What I mean is that you only report this matter, and don't mention anything else. Company commander Parks has his own moderation." Cap smiled and said, "This is an opportunity to increase wisdom. I gave it to you for free. Thank you!"

Miller shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. When Carbo turned around, he couldn't help muttering, "It's a bitch!" Of course, this sentence can't be heard anyway.

The three of them patrolled along the embankment again. The three of them were in no mood. They walked all the way and returned to the trench. Miller suddenly shouted on his way back.

"Hey, Carper, do you think I should tell Lieutenant Parks directly, or talk to platoon leader Hailigue first? I've been thinking about this question for a long time!" Miller looked at Carbo expectively.

"You'd better talk to Lieutenant Parks directly. It's better not to let too many people know about this!" Webster said to Miller, "This is not a glorious thing."

"Okay!" Miller nodded helplessly.

Back to the trench, in the trench, Miller looked at Li Gaote intentionally or unintentionally. Every time he saw him, he found that he seemed to have a strange attitude towards himself. Either blinking or showing a strange smile, which is completely related to the strange behavior of the perverted murderer. Of course, it's all hallucinations. He comforted himself like this. Then Miller made an excuse to ask Hailige for leave and went to the company.

"Come in!" Parks heard someone knocking on the door and said casually.

The door was pushed open. It was Private Miller. Parks had a good impression of him.

" Company commander Parks, I - can I talk to you alone?" Miller looked at the rest of the company, and then said hesitantly.

(to be continued)