This can be said to describe Welsh's mood after taking over from Ramler:

My name is Welsh, and I'm just a petty lieutenant, but now that I'm the commander of a bunch of paratroopers, I'm panicking and begging for a cover......

Well, that's pretty much the case, taking over the command, the Germans came in that night, and a fierce battle almost wiped out the paratroopers - Wersh's nerves have never relaxed, he is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he will lead a group of paratroopers and finally live up to the sacrifices of the victims, and fail to hold the town where three hundred people are bleeding!

Finally...... Finally I heard someone say that he was going to command here, and after hearing this, Velsh almost knelt down for Captain Miller - what a living bodhisattva who saved suffering, ahem, ran to the wrong set.

After Miller took over the command, the first thing he did was to inspect all the ammunition supplies, but the results he got broke the captain's heart......

Ammunition is abundant, machine guns are also available, but mortars and recoilless guns are all consumed in the previous battles, and the bazookas plus the one they brought with them add up to only 3, and the number of rockets is only 13, which is still counting the number of five rounds they brought back, and even the grenades are extremely scarce, only a pitiful 29, not even a single man.

"How can it be so little?" Miller asked in surprise, since the beginning of World War I, the U.S. military has been notoriously wealthy, and although the paratroopers can't carry up, they have airdrop support, so it shouldn't be so scarce.

"We only got one airdrop on the day we entered Rumle, and we didn't get a supply after that," Velsh said with a wry smile, "Sir, you can see that the intensity of the battle here is too high, and the consumption is too great. ”

"Distribute mortar shells, they can be used as grenades, you know how to throw them, right?"

"Yes." Welsh replied, and then said: "But we are extremely short of things to deal with tanks, according to intelligence, there are three Tiger in the German army this time, and these thirteen rockets may not be able to defeat one." ”

Miller pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there a shortage of explosives here?" ”

"There is no shortage, there is plenty of explosives planted in the bridge."

"Consider sticky-elastic. Do you know stickyelastic? Miller asked Wersh how it was made was documented in the combat manual, but few of the soldiers Miller had seen had the quiet time to look at the thing—most of them were more superstitious about their instructors.

Welsh immediately replied: "Put explosives in socks, stuffed with oil can stick to the tank, there is ...... in the combat manual"

Miller looked at Welsh in surprise, a little surprised, but then thought about it - after all, he was an elite paratrooper, and it was reasonable for an officer to have such a high level of quality.

Velsh is a little weak-hearted, he can know sticky bombs, thanks to Sobel's strictness, everyone in E Company memorized the combat manual well, which made him face Miller's question, and there was no shame - however, the rolling melon on the back can't be used lively, in fact, it's useless.

Miller's military literacy is quite good, he took a few turns around the town full of ruins, and combined with the information obtained by the paratroopers, he immediately made targeted arrangements - but whether he could stop the Germans, in fact, Captain Miller did not know the bottom of his heart, after all, they added up to more than thirty people, and the German army that was about to appear was at least more than a hundred people, and there were armored vehicles and tanks.

But when things come to this point, what he, the temporary commander, can do, is to do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

……

Yuan Lang said:

War is a process of life to death.

But Zheng Yingqi, who understands the ending of this plot, knows that the upcoming battle is a game of survival in death, and if you want to survive, you must either rely on luck or have to think of another way.

If it is purely lucky, unless there is a protagonist like Ryan, there will probably only be an ending that Captain Miller can just be blind when he dies.

And Zheng Yingqi's own luck has always been poor and pitiful, in the hunter school, he narrowly escaped several times, when the black eagle fell, he hung up, and when he showed the sword plot, he also hung up - he didn't dare to bet on luck if he killed him.

Then you have to think of another way!

Of course, the easiest way is to slip away, as long as you run faster than the German bullets and survive, it is very easy, but this way......

Ahem, Zheng Yingqi himself can't accept this way of stealing his life, living like this is not as happy as dying.

But......

A few minutes later, Zheng Yingqi gave up this way of thinking that he didn't like - he had always been born to die, how could he suddenly think about how to live when he was not fighting?

[This is not true. 】

Zheng Yingqi shook his head, and simply didn't want to live anymore - he was a warrior, and he should want to fight how to fight, not survive!

[Predicting the sense of greed for life and fear of death brought by the plot? ] 】

Zheng Yingqi reflected on his faults, and after shaking his head again, he became that simple warrior again.

"Jacob, Captain Miller is looking for you." The paratroopers who worked part-time as a herald came to inform Zheng Yingqi, who rushed to report to Miller and Welsh, who were arranging defenses.

After Miller finished the command in front of him, he said unceremoniously to Zheng Yingqi: "Sergeant Jacob, I have a mission here, and Second Lieutenant Welsh recommended you to me." ”

"What task?"

"Tempting the enemy." Miller pointed to the road in front of him, which was full of ruins, and said: "We must let the Germans scatter and break them one by one before they converge to attack the bridge, and you take a few men to lure the enemy into the three battlefields we have drawn, understand?" ”

"Lure the enemy, lure the Germans into the left, center and right battlefields. Got it. Zheng Yingqi replied.

Miller nodded his head in good spirits, and then shouted to Leybin, "Leybin, you follow Sergeant Jacob over to lure the enemy." ”

Rybin glanced at Zheng Yingqi and said that there was no problem - the rangers are the elite of the army, and their slogan is "the rangers are the vanguard", and the paratroopers often shout the slogan "Kolahi" (no one will help them if they do it themselves), and they are at least relieved to fight with such people.

"Listen to Sergeant Jacob!" Miller admonished, and Rybin rolled his eyes, expressing deep displeasure at Captain Miller's distrust of him.

Zheng Yingqi just wanted to go and order someone, but Miller shouted again: "Sergeant Jacob." Facing the puzzled Zheng Yingqi, Miller whispered, "Leave Ryan behind." ”

Taking a deep look at the captain, Zheng Yingqi now has enough reason to believe that the reason why Ryan was able to survive to the end with the luck of the protagonist may be related to Miller's protection.

But Miller's actions are always heartwarming.

"Yes, sir."

Zheng Yingqi took Leibin to his position and said to Ryan, "Ryan, Sergeant Rosh needs help there, you go and make up the numbers." ”

"Yes."

After taking Ryan away, Zheng Yingqi said to Ali and Martin, "Follow me." ”

Ali and Martin looked at each other, and they had a bad feeling - it must be another chore.

The result, of course, was as the two of them expected, and it was a double chore.

"We're going to have to race against the cannonballs this time." Ali commented on this mission, although he was mean, he did not hesitate to act, followed Zheng Yingqi to a place more than four hundred meters away from the town, and hid on the spot.

Faced with Zheng Yingqi's location, Leybin whispered: "Is this too far?" The Germans had tanks, armored vehicles, and we had to run four hundred meters under their guns and guns. ”

Zheng Yingqi replied: "With enough distance, we can attract more German anger." ”

Leybin rolled his eyes, yes, enough distance to attract more German anger, but such a long distance will play us to death.

"I have a hunch...... We could die here. Leybin whispered - Leybin, who didn't know his "prophet" attributes, just made a presumptuous assertion, and Zheng Yingqi didn't think much about it, isn't it normal to die here in this battle?

The main force of the German army seems to be very out of touch with the vanguard force, and after more than an hour of waiting, there is no trace of the German army.

"The Germans are coming!"

This warning drove Zheng Yingqi's drowsiness away.

About ten minutes later, the shadow of the German army slowly appeared, two tanks, three armored vehicles, accompanied by a number of infantry, because of the direction, Zheng Yingqi also faintly saw what was pulling behind the armored car, looking at the vaguely exposed outline, like a 20mm anti-aircraft machine gun.

The number of German tanks and armored vehicles is not matched in intelligence!

"The number is not right," Ali said solemnly, "Is the Germans dividing their troops?" ”

"No, you look at the disgraced appearance of their infantry, they should have been bombed." Zheng Yingqi discerned the situation from the state of the German infantry, no wonder the Germans were late, they should have been attacked by their own planes - it's a pity that the planes didn't bomb this wave of German troops, otherwise it would be beautiful!

Seeing the German army slowly approaching, Zheng Yingqi ordered: "Ready!" ”

The four of them slowly distanced themselves and nervously pointed their weapons at the Germans.

The Germans had tanks to open the road, and the infantry were all shrunk behind, and there was not even a single sitting infantry on the Tiger style that opened the road, but the tanks and armored vehicles behind were full of soldiers who were resting in turn, probably because they were afraid of being bombed, and the tanks opened a very long distance between the movements, a full fifty meters!

The disadvantage of this is that the effective range of the M1 carbine is about 200 meters, and the Tiger at the head is more than 100 meters away from them, so it can hit the infantry on the tank behind.

The range of the M1 carbine is hard - even if it is Zheng Yingqi, he is sure to shoot accurately at a distance of about 240 meters, beyond this distance, this ineffective range is that he is blind!

Regretting that he didn't carry the Chuntian rifle to no avail, Zheng Yingqi could only signal the other three to hold on and not panic, and wait for his order to fire.

The rumbling sound of the tank is getting louder and louder, and at a distance of more than 100 meters, it is simply under the nose of the heading machine gun, and the palms of Leibin, Ali and Martin are already sweating at this time, but Zheng Yingqi is still unmoved, and the guests can't help but shoot.

[Maniac! These paratroopers are lunatics! 】

The curse that Leybin shouted in his heart, he obeyed, he really obeyed, it was a tank, it was an indestructible and indestructible tiger, you let such a steel killer actually get close to us?

How bold are you when you get close to our flesh and blood!

Zheng Yingqi was very calm, and it was not until the first Tiger was a hundred and forty meters away from them that he gave the order to open fire—he was afraid that if it was farther away, Leibin, Ali, and Martin would not be able to hit the second Tiger infantry on the rotation.

After an order was given, the guns crackled, and Zheng Yingqi fired a single shot quickly, and in less than two seconds, four bullets were fired, hitting three infantrymen. The three of them were a lot worse, the three of them fired a dozen shots, but most of the bullets fell on the tank, with the terrifying thickness of the tiger's armor, the bullet hit was not even a tickle, and the bullet hit the tank would only form a ricocheting bullet - but for the infantry on the tank, these ricocheting bombs were killing Yama.

In a surprise attack, at least five infantry sitting on the second tank fell, but the number is uncertain - some soldiers subconsciously threw themselves on the ground after being attacked, which seriously affected the judgment.

After the bullet roared for just a few seconds, Zheng Yingqi hissed and shouted: "Retreat!" ”

Leybin cleaned up the most, put away the gun and ran, Ali followed, Martin ran after a few more bullets - about a second late, but it was this second of time that became a moat between life and death!

The heading machine gun on the Tiger began to spew flames, and a line of fire erupted from the muzzle, and a bullet hit Martin's thigh, sending a large piece of flesh flying and causing Martin to roll to the ground.

Zheng Yingqi was the last to turn around and run, but only after he took a step, he saw Martin screaming and falling to the ground.

Grass!

He couldn't help but curse, but without hesitation, he chose to pounce on Martin, and dragged Martin aside in the face of machine-gun greetings.

"Ah...... Hurt...... It hurts......" Martin screamed again and again, Zheng Yingqi pounced on Martin to check Martin's wounds, and saw that Martin's thigh was missing a fist-sized piece of flesh, and the blood was bubbling up.

Zheng Yingqi subconsciously wanted to bandage, but he endured it - the speed of the tiger style is not fast, but the distance of less than one hundred and twenty meters, how much time can it take for the tiger style?

"Help me...... I don't want to die...... I don't want to die......" Martin howled.

Faced with the miserable howl of this young man, Zheng Yingqi gritted his teeth, carried Martin on his back, and jumped up quickly in the savage and cruel harvest of machine gun bullets.