"Corporal, I didn't see anyone on the road, there was a house in front, there were a few bicycles at the door, there were some bullet casings, I didn't see any smoke, the windows were pasted, I couldn't see how many people there were." Schneiddo, who had just finished scouting ahead, explained the situation.

"Alright, Lange, Stan, you two cross the path to the left, Silber, Schreiner, go through the house and wrap up, get the time right, expect four minutes, good time, it's 16:21, 15 minutes to prepare. At 16:40, Webb, you and Shapiro are in charge of frontal fire support, Kramer is on alert, and go set up the machine guns. Schneidor and I are in charge of the front, and you guys will find some branches, and then tear some strips of cloth from your clothes and tie them to your hats and hands, and remember not to cover your vision. Schneidor, give Stan your watch, Silber has it. ”

After Ledler had finished his assignment, he took a few inexperienced recruits and began to weave straw hats, which were tied to helmets.

By the time the hat is finished, there is only 1 minute left before the 15-minute preparation time.

"Alright, let's get ready, go around the distance, and crawl forward." Ledler pointed to the sides and carefully pointed out two directions to the recruits in charge of the flank packs.

"Squad leader, what about me?" Kunstler asked quietly.

"You're a medics, don't get involved in direct combat, so be it, you're responsible for giving Webb a look." Ledler really didn't dare to let a medic with little combat experience charge for his life.

Kramer on the side quipped. "Doctor, stay with me here, don't get involved in the life-threatening thing."

"When you see us enter the room, keep an eye out for the people by the window, and once we take it, Kramer and Kunstler you help Webb and Shapiro move to the house." Lederer then said, "Let's go, quick." ”

Lange and Stan quickly crouched down into the grass on the side of the road, and Silber and Schreiner climbed along the bushes along the road to their positions.

"Corporal, are we really necessary? Why don't you notify the platoon commander to let the mortar group come. Schneidor watched the recruits crawl the ground, thinking that they might encounter the Italian army, and there might be casualties, and he was a little unbearable.

"Don't worry, there's no one in that house." Ledler said angrily.

"You haven't been in, how do you know there's no one? Didn't I say what was going on there? There were bullet casings on the ground. Schneidor asked a little puzzled.

"It was left a long time ago, we haven't exchanged fire with the Italian army for almost ten days, according to their urine, this house is less than 10 kilometers away from our front line, who will die here, if there is, it's just a few scouts, can't the combat effectiveness of our squad even deal with a few scouts?" Seeing the recruit walking away, Ledler simply sat up, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes and asked. "One?"

"Damn, your heart is really big enough, what if there is really an army in that house?" Schneidor still firmly believes in his own judgment, and there are people in it.

"Come on, unless the Italian army changes its commander, it's impossible." Lederer is a firm believer in his judgment.

As the agreed time of 16:40 arrived, the four recruits on both sides quickly approached the house.

Lange and Stan ran towards the house with their rifles in hand, and then leaned against the wall of the doorway.

Lange said to Stan, "You go." ”

"Go down the door, you go up." Stan didn't hesitate to say this, taking two steps back and slamming the door open with a dash.

On the other side, Sieber and Schreiner rushed to the door of the warehouse on the side of the house, more than ten meters away from the house, but the view here was blocked by weeds, so the two had to squat and walk over the warehouse.

"Got in." Webb had been watching the situation ahead and heard a soft knock on the door.

It was only a few seconds after Webb finished speaking that Ledler, who had been holding his breath, spoke. "Look, no—"

Bang!

"Damn!" Ledler threw the cigarette on the ground and turned over and ran over the grass to the house, and Schneidor who was sitting next to him immediately shouted, "Webb, prepare for support!" ”

With that, Schneidor also followed Ledler towards the house.

Bang! - Bang! - Bang!

Before the two could run into the house, three more incoherent gunshots rang out.

For the first time since the last big battle, Leedler felt that time was passing so slowly, and he couldn't wait to rush to his teammates, and Leedler, who was in a hurry to save people, slammed open the door and rolled into the house without waiting for Schneider to catch up.

After Lederer turned around, he squatted on the ground, holding the MBZ20 and swept it sideways, and found that something seemed to be wrong.

It was indeed dead, four, but none of his own people fell, but Silber threw up on the side, and Lange also looked a little uncomfortable.

Only the A1920H pistol in Stan's right hand still has a pistol emitting a pistol with a pistol of white smoke.

Leder, who stood up, first looked at the four people who fell to the ground, all of them were Italian soldiers in military uniforms, but what the hell was this around his waist?

"Sir, they looked like they were cooking when we came in?" Stan puts his pistol away and repeats what had happened.

It turned out that Stan and Lange had crashed into the kitchen, and the two Italian soldiers were meeting each other, and they were stunned when they saw two German soldiers with guns rushing in, and one of them was about to run away and was killed by Stan with a rifle.

At this time, two Italian soldiers with guns came from another room, and they were shot and killed by Siber and Schreiner, who happened to rush in from the other side, and the one left in the kitchen was also taken advantage of the opportunity to lie down. When Lange was about to look for someone, Stan, who was crouching down, noticed that the G20 was too long to aim, and pulled out the A1920H, killing the other one lying down.

That's what Ledler heard about the four gunshots.

It's just that Webb, who has been lying on the ground outside, stared at the window of the house desperately, waiting for the army to stretch out his head, but he didn't arrive, and there was no sound in the house.

"How?" Webb, who had been waiting outside for news, couldn't stand the silence.

in the house.

"Lange, go and get Webb and them to move." Leedler carefully examined a few Italian soldiers at the end as he arranged the task.

"Corporal, the other rooms have been searched, but there is no one." Sieber and Schreiner returned to the kitchen after searching the rest of the city.

As Webb and the others arrived, Ledler said to Kunstelle, "Go and bandage that guy in a floral apron, the wound is not fatal." Then he said to Sieber, "After Kunstler has bandaged him, you and Schreiner will stay and wait for the platoon commander to hand him over, and then come along." ”

Ledler then walked out of the house and lit a cigarette as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Schneidor walked over and said with a look of the rest of his life.

"That's what you mean by nobody?"

"That's right, just a few scouts." Ledler would not have admitted what he had just said.

"Shit, that's not what you said." Leedler's lying upset Schneider, and he had the impression that the squad leader was a very calm veteran.

"What hell, this is completely inconsistent with my judgment of the Italian army." He said this to himself.

"What judgment?" Schneidor asked with interest.

"Could it be that the Italian army has really changed its commander? Outposts will also be planted. "Ledler looked at the horizon at dusk one last time, which was south, in the direction of Rome." It's not the Italian style. ”