Chapter 38: The Bloody Road (3)
Post "I can't believe we still didn't hit him, Wilson. β
Sergeant Scott handed the empty magazine to the co-shooter Halche, who was crouching at his feet, and casually took a new twenty-round magazine from the ammunition box by the staircase and stuck it in the magazine of his Bren machine gun.
"He's been in the yard for more than half an hour, and this damn German guy looks pretty happy." β
Scott pulled the bolt hard and fired three short bursts out the window.
Post "I'm going to get rid of him this time, we've got him, I don't believe he's never going to make a mistake, watch to the left, damn it, he's been tricked again." β
Private Wilson spat down the tower, and the depressed sniper viciously pulled the bolt of his 1903 rifle, and the three-zero bullet casings tumbled in the air and tumbled down the solid stone steps of the church tower, with a series of crisp clanging sounds.
Post "If he moves again, I'm going to be able to blow his head off." β
Wilson crouched nimbly to dodge a hail of bullets coming from the wall, and he shouted at Scott with his steel helmet, a rain of bullets that shook off the brick faΓ§ade and the small windowsill.
Post "Now it's my turn. β
Wilson slowly stood up after the bullet shower, he turned his face and took a few deep breaths, then put his eyes on the scope and slowly put his fingers on the trigger.
He stared at the hidden position of his old German enemy, and he finally forced the German sniper into this desperate situation. The statue of Our Lady is a good place to hide from bullets, but it's a little too conspicuous that if the German wants to fight back, he'll immediately become his best target.
Scott's machine gun blocked all of the German's retreat, and there was a fifteen meters of unobstructed space between the sculpture and the nearest flower bed that could be used as cover, and unless the German had an armored head, he would never have been able to cover the distance again at his own gun.
The German had humiliated Wilson for more than half an hour, and since Wilson had become a real sniper, he had never felt so doubtful and disappointed in his marksmanship as he did today.
The German sniper was as nimble and cunning as a hamster, and every maneuver was swift and violent, catching Wilson off guard. To add to Wilson's dismay, the guy seemed to have unparalleled good fortune.
Wilson had wasted four bullets on that guy so far, but he hadn't hurt him at all, which really made the self-proclaimed best sniper in the Marine Corps feel a little frustrated and embarrassed.
Post "He's coming out, good, good, take your time, I see you, kid...... Come to Daddy, good boy, come out a little more......"
Release Wilson stared at his target in the scope, muttering in his mouth.
Scott looked up at the sniper and saw that the originally handsome face was now distorted and a little hideous. The Heavy felt a chill run down his back, and it seemed that the German had really annoyed the proud guy.
Released "Ping Pong! ~" The crisp sound of gunfire rang out without warning, and the recoil made Wilson's body tremble slightly, and it also scared Scott, who was observing him, shuddered.
Post "I think I hit him!" Wilson shouted loudly.
Post "Damn, don't be stupid to stand there, bastard. β
Ratt grabbed Wilson's trouser leg and dragged the excited sniper down the stairs, almost at the same time a rain of bullets swept through the tiny tower, and a rain of 18th-century burnt brick fragments and equally old wooden fragments and roof tiles fell on the heads of the three British soldiers.
Post "It looks like you're upsetting the Germans, Wilson. β
Scott crouched down the stairs with his head in his hands and shouted at the sniper, his other hand gripping the trigger of the machine gun and firing blindly outside.
Release" seems to be so. β
The Sniper was still in the excitement of taking out the German soldier, and he smiled and winked his eyes at the heavy.
There was another fierce firefight, with the Germans and the British firing wildly at each other with their respective weapons. On this particular battlefield, the remnants of the British commandos, who were supposed to be the prey, had the upper hand, and they quickly suppressed the Germans with heavy automatic weapon fire.
As in the previous dozen firefights, the Germans quickly ceased their senseless attacks, and the church was filled with provocative English ridicule and cheers.
"As things stand, we should be able to hold out until the evening. β
Fendt picked up the bottle on the table, took a long sip of his head, and slammed the bottle on the table.
Post "I'd love to trust your judgment, Captain, but I always have a hunch that the Germans are behaving strangely right now......"
One of the lieutenants said with a frown, his forehead was bandaged, his uniform was stained with oil and blood, and only one epaulette remained.
"Where's your courage, Stevenson, we haven't repelled a dozen attacks from the Germans now, as long as we hold out until the evening, we will be able to carry out the breakout, and we will definitely be able to return to England." β
The other lieutenant patted Stevenson on the shoulder, then turned to Major Todd, who was staring at the map, and said, "Sir, you see it that way, too." β
"Stevenson's hunch has always been accurate, and this time will be no exception, Lieutenant Thor. β
Todd looked up at his officers.
Publish "Now it seems that we were ambushed not at all by chance, the Germans were prepared for it a long time ago, they set a trap for us, and there is no doubt about it. There must be spies within us, and this time we are simply throwing ourselves into the net, so I don't expect us to escape from this trap, and I am ready to die for my country. β
Todd straightened his chest and straightened the hem of his uniform with all his might.
However, this does not mean that we have failed, and as long as there is still a slight opportunity, I will not give up easily. Moreover, our mission is not completely bankrupt, and we can at least partially complete it. β
"We now have only twenty-seven soldiers and four officers left, although the ammunition is sufficient, but the fatigue of the personnel is serious, they have been fighting all night, and the physical exertion is very great, if the Germans continue to attack like this, I am afraid they will not last long." β
"The first to fall must be the Germans, and Gorman will not be brought down by such a problem." β
Post "I believe in your courage and perseverance, Lieutenant Thor. But do you think we'll be able to get out of the current predicament with that? What we lack now is strength, our soldiers are not rotated, and even the lightly wounded are fighting. On the surface, we did resist the Germans, but I don't think this situation will last long, and we have to come up with more practical solutions, not just for your beliefs and let the soldiers die in vain, even if they die, let them die worthwhile. β
Post "Do you think the sacrifices of those brothers last night were worthless?" Lieutenant Stevenson! β
Thor jumped to his feet and glared angrily at his colleague.
Post "I didn't say that, lieutenants, they died bravely on the battlefield, for the king, for the empire they died heroically. β
Unfazed by Thor's glare, Stevenson took a slow sip from his glass, but anyone who looked more would have noticed that his hands were now trembling slightly.
"Then why did you say that kind of thing, you make me wonder if you still have the courage and sense of honor that a British ** official should have." β
Post "It doesn't matter if I have the courage or not, it's the right now." β
Release: Stevenson put down his glass and slowly stood up, he looked into Thor's eyes and said indifferently, "I must be responsible for the rest of my subordinates." β
Post "You ......"
Post "You both shut up! Thor, Stevenson, now is not the time to argue! β
Todd stopped the situation from deteriorating before a possible brawl began, and he continued to reprimand loudly, "Thor, you're too impulsive! Sit me down. Stevenson, you have to pay attention to your remarks, fortunately there are no soldiers present, and you really disappoint me. β
Publish "Is it like Lieutenant Vincent and those two detachment soldiers?" Sir! β
Stevenson turned his face sharply to look at Todd, a hint of contempt and resentment in his eyes.
Post "What do you mean by this, you...... What are you talking about here, Lieutenant...... Are you questioning the decision of your superiors? You sit me down at once, Stevenson! β
He never expected to see that kind of expression in the eyes of his subordinates, and he felt insulted.
"I think I let you down last night, didn't I, sir, and Lieutenant Vincent and the soldiers of those two detachments, did they let you down as well, sir. β
Stevenson glared at Todd fearlessly, and the latter's face suddenly turned purple.
Post "You...... I don't understand what you're talking about, it's slander! Todd roared angrily.
Post "I've got you right, sir! β
Stevenson's chin lifted defiantly, while the other two officers stood there staring at the scene in amazement, and time seemed to stop for a moment.
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