With great effort, Lyman lifted the parachute that covered him, and then began to pack his parachute bag according to the rules of the exercise.

After all, the exercise is an exercise, and in actual combat, you can directly cut the parachute and then go into battle, but if you cut the parachute rope in the exercise, the parachute will be destroyed, which is too extravagant.

Therefore, the regulations require that all parachutes be recycled, and the paratroopers should put away their parachutes themselves and then take them to the assembly area for storage, and the time is calculated as the consumption of destroying nearby ground targets.

"Damn! Damn it! "Because of some prestige, Lyman was really in a hurry when he packed his parachute.

He was experienced in actual combat, and knew that if this was a real battle, he might be beaten into a sieve by the enemies around him.

In the field that had been harvested, he was not alone, not far from where he had packed his parachute, there was also a German paratrooper who was trying to deal with his own parachute.

Lyman tugged at the line of his parachute as he looked at his hapless counterpart in the distance.

And apparently the German paratrooper who landed also saw Lyman on this side. Both of them were embarrassed, so they could only continue to speed up the parachute pack even more awkwardly.

Maybe it's God's trick, a breeze is coming, and their efforts just now are in vain, and they have to continue to pack until they have sorted out their parachute backpacks.

There are so many things on them, so much that they make people a little uncomfortable. Lyman finally packed up his parachute and began to organize his things.

Because of the change in the pattern of bears, the German paratroopers have long ceased to deliver their weapons separately from their own personnel.

Adjusting his assault rifle to a convenient position, Lyman came to the paratrooper in front of him, carrying a heavy parachute bag in one hand and a backpack strapped to his feet in the other.

"I'm Lyman, the commander of the 1st Battalion......" He walked over, and just halfway through speaking, he realized that the soldier in front of him was a soldier of his battalion.

"Long live the Führer! Battalion Commander Lyman! The soldier also packed his parachute bag, and when he saw Lyman approaching, he quickly stood up and saluted and shouted.

"Damn, it's a drill! Keep your body down, and don't salute your commander on the battlefield! You're getting the other side's snipers to aim at me! After warning the other man, Lyman motioned for him to follow: "Follow me!" ”

They found a relatively potholed spot in the field before they began to observe the terrain in front of them. Lyman tore open his map bag and took a closer look at the markings.

"There's a church ...... due north," he said, pulling out a telescope from his backpack at his feet.

Standing up, Lyman looked in the direction where the compass was pointing, and there, sure enough, he saw a church that looked pretty good.

Retracting his body, Lyman praised with a little excitement: "God forbid, there really is a church in our north upwards." ”

And no wonder he was excited, because he had never been parachuted into such an accurate position. Airborne in actual combat, after he lands, he will find that he can't find where he is at all.

"Sir!" Across a field, a dozen "bloated" German paratroopers shouted loudly, looking for Lyman on this side.

The paratroopers carried backpacks with parachute bags in their hands, spare parachute bags on their chests, and some carried extra weapons and equipment.

With this state of marching, it is possible that these paratroopers will not be able to advance even 5 kilometers, and they will be exhausted and paralyzed on the side of the road.

In actual combat, they really don't have to carry so many tattered battles: parachute bags and spare parachute bags are "cumbersome materials" that can be immediately discarded in actual combat.

"Hey! You shout louder than anti-aircraft guns! Shut up! Being shouted couldn't help it, Lyman blushed and shouted loudly: "I'm here, hurry up!" ”

When the paratroopers heard Lyman's shout, they staggered forward in embarrassment, and with great difficulty passed through the field and came to Lyman.

This time, Lyman regained the feeling of commanding the paratrooper platoon to fight. He already has an army in front of him, and he can try to attack in all directions!

"Occupy the church! Then we can drop these parachutes and not have to move with them! Lyman pointed to the church in front of him and spoke.

"Listen to you! Sir! "The assembled paratroopers quickly got into the exercise. They are very aggressive, which is also common to paratroopers all over the world.

Soon they went on the offensive, three German paratroopers on the left were responsible for attracting the attention of the enemy on the front, and a dozen paratroopers on the flanks began a surprise attack.

And then......

A priest stood helplessly at the door of the church, holding his Bible and looking like a fool at a dozen German paratroopers standing awkwardly on his turf.

Because, just now, dozens of German paratroopers had already arrived here, and they were crowding outside the church door at this time, waiting for their commander.

Having found more of his men, Lyman was very satisfied. At this rate of assembly, it won't be long before his paratrooper battalion can be gathered to almost full capacity.

For a paratrooper battalion, it can be put into battle in a relatively full state, which is definitely good news!

But the enemy "stronghold" they attacked seemed to be stronger, so it was quite difficult to capture it.

"Father ...... You've been requisitioned here, and it's now our headquarters! Lyman explained, looking at one of his German-speaking paratroopers.

After hearing the translation, the priest replied calmly: "This is God's, he cannot be blasphemed!" ”

When the interpreter awkwardly told the priest what Lehmann had to say, the Germans' plan to attack the church was completely ruined.

If this were a state of war, Lyman would certainly not mind taking it directly and then acting as his operational command.

And if it were a state of war, there would be no priests here at all - the enemy would use this high ground to deploy defenses, arrange two anti-aircraft artillery here, and there should be machine gun positions around it.

As for the priest in front of him, eighty percent has already given up the church and left, so there will be no such scene in front of him.

Now, the paratrooper commander Lyman, who was attacking this "enemy position", felt that the priest in front of him was more difficult to deal with than an American M3lee tank......

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