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Too late to be depressed or angry, Lyman changed his magazine and stormed the smoking British trenches.

With the last glimmer of light from the flares, he saw the corpses of British soldiers lying on the ground, as well as rifles and machine guns discarded on the ground.

"Surrender! Surrender! The remaining British soldiers raised their hands and shouted the word surrender in English.

Lehmann didn't know English, but it sounded familiar. So he didn't react for a while, and opened fire and fired at the British soldiers who were raising their hands over there.

As a result, at least three of the unlucky guys were knocked to the ground by Lyman's bullets, and when the rest of the people were about to be hit by the bullets, Lyman finally stopped firing.

The reason was simple - finally, at last, he remembered, which means surrender in English. So he planned to leave a few prisoners behind to find out what the hell this was.

"You guys! Don't move! Or I'll shoot! Lyman pointed his assault rifle at the muzzle of the remaining British prisoners and spoke in German.

As a German paratrooper, Lehmann did not know German, and German paratroopers did not require their soldiers to know English.

Although many soldiers would learn some simple enemy language in the course of the battle, and then use it on the battlefield - alas, Lyman did not learn those things.

So, regardless of whether the other party understood it or not, he held his weapon and slowly gave way to the traffic trench that he walked when he rushed behind him.

Several British soldiers raised their hands in frustration, and they also couldn't understand what the other was saying, and by the moonlight they could see the blurred figure on the opposite side, and saw him pan to the side.

"We don't understand what you're saying." A British soldier raised his hand and spoke, trying to explain the situation.

"I guess he's telling us to stay here and stay still, right?" Everything was guesswork, so the British captives were nervous.

After all, if you usually don't understand the language, you can't express your meaning, which can only cause misunderstandings. But when the person on the other side who wants to communicate with you is holding a gun, the consequences of misunderstanding are very worrying.

"I've taken over here! Come here! Lyman called out to his companion in German, knowing that it would be a waste of time to continue such a stalemate.

Gunshots and explosions were heard in the distance, and a flare rose in the distance, and by the faint light of the flare, Lyman saw that he had captured three poor British captives.

Soon, two German soldiers came out of the trench with weapons in hand, and they looked at the corpses in front of them, as well as the three British enemies who had surrendered with their hands raised.

Then, a familiar face of Lyman came out from behind the two German soldiers: "Squad leader! ……”

Listening to the voice, Lyman knew that this was his subordinate Gunther. It's just that Gunther called the squad leader a little reluctantly, and there was a nervous tremor in his tone.

Participating in the battle for the first time, Gunther was clearly frightened by the tragic scene before him. He grabbed his weapon and walked over to Lyman.

"Sir! Bob is no more......" One of the paratroopers who took over the work of guarding the prisoners of war with his gun in his hand, and introduced the situation on the other side of the anti-aircraft gun bunker to Lyman: "There are seven or eight more people, and together we have almost a squad." ”

Bob is probably the unlucky guy who was hit by the bullet just now. Lyman looked at Gunther and asked, "How many people are in our class?" ”

"There are two other than me...... We were terrified, and if we hadn't seen the battle here, we wouldn't have touched it," Gunther replied, a little embarrassed.

"Assemble everyone, you stay and guard the entire trench, including the anti-aircraft artillery bunkers here and behind! Do you understand? After giving the order to the two soldiers he did not know, Lyman ordered Gunther: "Take these prisoners and go back to the anti-aircraft gun bunker." ”

After a few dozen meters of communication trenches, Lyman took Gunther back to the already overcrowded anti-aircraft gun bunker.

For such a long time, a few more paratroopers touched the vicinity, and one after another, there were already 14 paratroopers here, two more than Lyman's squad.

It's a pity that these 14 paratroopers ...... Well, 15 to be exact, there is still a corpse lying on the ground. But now there are only 14 living people left, so let's say this is the 14 alive.

Of the 14 German paratroopers, two were paratroopers of the 2nd squad, whom Lehmann knew. The other 4 are next door, familiar but unrecognizable.

There are also 3 who claim to be from the 2nd battalion, and Lyman has not even seen them. The good news is that there are no commanders here, and Lyman has the largest rank. The bad news is that most of these people are new recruits, and their combat effectiveness is worrying.

The remaining five people were all Lyman's men, and he was familiar with them all, including Gunther. A soldier who knew some English was interrogating the captives, trying to get a glimpse of where they were now.

"I'm not going to move forward with such a chaotic force, and if I can, I'd rather the 5 of us attack on our own." Lyman pointed to the tracer bullets that were shining in the distance, and said to his men.

He felt that he should not wait for death in place, but should be the first to attack the enemy and disrupt the enemy's deployment.

"If we wait until dawn and we don't move, the enemy will pounce and surround us from all sides." Looking at the enemy anti-aircraft gun positions in the distance, which kept firing, Lyman voiced his concerns.

"We're following you, squad leader!" The subordinates of squad 1 were very obedient, and they all knew that their squad leader had rich combat experience, so they were very convinced of him.

"We're in the wrong place, completely wrong......" The English-speaking man who had interrogated the captives came over, pointed in a dim direction in the distance, and said, "There's the church, our reference!" ”

Squinting his eyes in the direction where there was no movement, Lyman muttered depressedly, "Hell, we're at least 1 km off target." ”

"yes, and we don't have machine guns, and we have difficulty even building positions." This subordinate who can speak a little English is considered to be an understanding person, and he is also one of Lyman's more reassuring men.

"It's too late to waste time here, we have to attack, take the church and get as close to the airport as possible!" Lyman said to his men as he sorted out his ammo.

"Two soldiers of the 2nd squad, you search in the direction of the firefight, find as many of our soldiers as possible, and report our situation when you encounter a higher-level command!" Once he figured out what he had to do, Lyman began to assign tasks.

The first thing he had to do was to send people to find as many friendly troops as possible, and it would be even better if he could meet the higher command.

"The remaining soldiers of the 2nd battalion, as well as the soldiers of the 2nd platoon, formed a defensive position here in situ, we found two flares from the British, remember to ask the slogan first, and then open fire!" The rest, Lyman intends to keep them in place.

Even if they attacked, they had to leave behind a stronghold that could support their retreat or facilitate communication with them later.

Obviously, this position with anti-aircraft guns is good, there are already dug bunkers, and there is no need for everyone to build them with any more effort.

Then, after arranging the soldiers he was not familiar with, Lyman planned to take his five soldiers and attack in the direction of the church.

This was the task of the paratrooper battalion he was in, and now he was going to do it with only five men - this is the paratroopers, this is the German paratroopers.

Dozens of them dared to attack the fortress, a few dared to control the bridge, and in the Netherlands and Belgium, these paratroopers made the world restless.

"Sort out the ammunition! Then try to eat something! We set off in 10 minutes! Even with the loss of the cover machine gun and the lack of heavy weapons, Lyman decided to set off in that direction.

While he was eating to replenish his strength, the soldier in charge of the guard suddenly shouted out the action command: "Hero! ”

It is a pity that he was answered not by the password "flag", but by the fierce fire of the British troops. Bullets flew everywhere in an instant, and Lyman's plan to attack the church had to be temporarily canceled under the heavy gunfire.

"Fire! It's British! With his weapon in hand, Lehmann loudly gave the order to return fire, and then the German soldiers in the trenches desperately opened fire in the direction of the enemy.

"Suppress them! Watch out for grenades! Lyman reminded his comrades as he poked his head out and fired fiercely at the shadows with his STG-44 assault rifle.

"Flares! Flares! A soldier crouched on the ground and reloaded his rifle with a new magazine, shouting loudly at friendly troops in the distance.

The soldier in charge of the flare hurriedly fired a flare, causing the light to rise into the sky. In a high position, the flare burst into flames, illuminating everything nearby.

It seemed that they did not adjust to the sudden light, and everyone's eyes narrowed. Then, just two seconds later, both sides could see where the other was.

British soldiers opened fire on German positions with weapons, and the Germans were also using a variety of weapons to strafe British soldiers. The battle unfolded at a distance of tens of meters, and in an instant it became bloody and brutal.

"Suddenly! Dodo! Without the slightest hint of politeness, Lyman took his assault rifle and swept away the entire magazine of ammunition before retracting into the bunker and replacing it with new ammunition.

His weapon was infinitely better than the British rifle at this distance. With a strong suppressive force, he killed five or six British soldiers in one go, instantly crushing the impact of the other party.