Fred wiped the sweat from his face mixed with dust and gunsmoke, and straightened the steel helmet that had been knocked crooked, he had just made a very dangerous maneuver, and the M35 had been left with the scuff marks of three British bullets.

"Keep shooting! Lads. Hold on, our reinforcements have arrived! ”

Fred shouted loudly to the riflemen huddled three meters away at the base of a wall with his back against the thick pillars of the church wall.

"We've run out of bullets, sir."

An infantryman hurriedly showed Fred the platoon commander the empty magazine of his 98K rifle.

"Then stay there and don't move, I'll be able to replenish you soon. Do you still have grenades? ”

"There's another one, sir."

Another infantryman curled up with difficulty and pulled an M24 grenade from the barrel of his boot.

"Give it to me."

Fred beckoned to the soldier.

"Throw it over."

The soldier cautiously threw the grenade to Fred.

"You just stay here and try to get the attention of the British, do you hear me?"

"Yes, sir, but what are we supposed to do?" An infantryman shouted confusedly.

"Let the British think you still have ammunition, fool."

Fred tightened the jawband of his steel helmet and bent down to maneuver again.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourselves."

Throwing down an irresponsible admonition, Fred sped on his waist and ran towards another pillar.

"Do you hear that? Don't hurt yourself. Do you know what to do? ”

One of the senior soldiers turned his head and said with a wry smile to the other soldiers.

"What else, just do it."

Another private quickly crouched up, picked up his 98k, pointed to a window not far away that was spewing muzzle flames, pulled the trigger, and let out a "woo" as a voice acting, and then the brave actor quickly retracted back under the wall like a rabbit that had been shot.

"It's good now, you've them off."

The German infantrymen curled up under the wall with helmets in their hands, machine gun bullets mixed with brick chips and bullet-torn fragments of the iron fence raged wildly a few centimeters above their heads.

"These boys are really not bad."

Fred gasped and leaned back on another pillar pier, glancing approvingly at the machine-gun fire point that had diverted the target.

"We're running out of ammunition now, and the casualties are heavy, sir."

The platoon squad leader lay down beside Fred and said loudly.

"I know, it's useless to say this now, sergeant. I had just come from the other side of the wall, and many of the soldiers had run out of ammunition. Now there is only cover for that car...... I don't care what it is, I'm going to have to cover it up here anyway, and I think there's the help we need right now. Tell the soldiers to attack with all their might, or we'll all be doomed here. ”

Fred gritted his teeth and picked up his binoculars to look at the "monster" that was staggering towards him in the distance.

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"Wolf, pay attention, keep your tail facing the church, to the left, to the left, where exactly did you learn to drive."

Second Lieutenant Nimitz stared nervously at his mirror, his opinion still on his lips.

Wolf thought the milky little bunny was annoying now, he had never seen such an annoying guy, and even in this situation.

Kaoririch also felt that Ensign Nimitz seemed to have some tendency to make a transition of excitement, although he also knew that this was one of the normal reactions of a young officer entering the battlefield for the first time. However, the little guy was so annoying that Kaoririch began to wonder if he had made the right decision to agree to the rookie's participation in the assault.

"Nimitz, shut up and let Wolf concentrate on driving!"

Kaoririch, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally scolded loudly.

However, when Kaoririch saw the innocent and aggrieved expression on the face of Second Lieutenant Nimitz, the strong commando captain couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, this is just a child.

Shaking his head, Kaoririch let out a long sigh.

"I think it's almost enough, let's start too, don't sit stupidly, Second Lieutenant Nimitz."

Kaoririch turned and knelt on one leg in his seat and held on to the butt of the machine gun mounted on the rear window of the cab.

"You're going to be a secondary shooter, reload your bullets, you're trained like that."

Kaoririch couldn't resist looking at Nimitz's renewed excitement, and he coldly ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Nimitz hurriedly pulled out two machine-gun magazines from under his seat, opened one of them, and pulled out a chain of fifty rounds.

"Try to stay steady, Wolf." Kaoririch commanded.

"I'm doing my best, sir, this wilderness isn't as flat as I thought it would be." Wolf replied loudly, gripping the steering wheel.

Nimitz climbed onto the seat with the chain, expertly opened the machine gun receiver and snapped the chain guide to the loader, then closed the plate.

"Well done, your training has been in vain, second lieutenant."

Kaoririch nodded slightly, pulled the bolt with his right hand, and his fingers snapped on the machinegun's repeating trigger.

Suddenly, the crisp and crisp shooting sound of MG34 sounded in the cab, and with the short three short bursts and seven long bursts, the metal bullet chain hanging from the ricocheting port quickly extended its length, and the flying shells rained down.

The bullet casings fell on Wolfe's steel helmet on the side, and there was a crisp clanging sound, and the sergeant major hurriedly tightened his neck, it sounded stupid to be burned by the bullet casing, not to mention that he couldn't get the battle wound badge.

"The Germans didn't shoot with a little accuracy, sir."

Putting down the binoculars and facing Todd, his boss was now standing sideways on the other side of the window, also holding a pair of binoculars in his hand.

"yes, but it's more of a headache, Captain."

Todd sped to one side, and a stray bullet left a hole in the windowsill that was still smoking.

"They've done a pretty good job, and that thing doesn't seem to be a stable shooting platform."

The lucky British Major said as he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"What do we do now, sir, we can't stop that thing from advancing."

"Do your best, Fendt, I think our plans are about to change again. I'll go to the German colonel, and you go and inform Thor and Stevenson, and let them hold off the German attack with all their might, at all costs. ”

"But now ......"

"No, but, it's an order. Tell the two of them that whatever they do, they must prevent the Germans from approaching the church. Also, let them concentrate all the troops as much as possible......"

"You mean, are we going to get ready for a breakout?"

"That depends on the situation, and now, Captain Fenth, go and deliver the order at once."

"Sir, that German car is only a hundred meters from the outer wall." The Heavy shouted loudly.

"Got it, soldier, keep shooting." Stevenson replied coldly.

"Sir, I'll take a few people out and blow up that car!" The one who spoke began to play with a German-made grenade in his waist.

"Are you crazy? Soldier, as soon as you go out, you're going to blow yourself up, go back to your post, and keep shooting......" Stevenson replied coldly.

"Sir, Captain Fendt is here."

"Soldier, keep shooting...... Oh? Captain Fendt is here? ”

Stevenson turned around and saw that Fendt was dodging down the hallway towards him, and the second lieutenant quickly patted the sergeant next to him on the shoulder, then stood up and bent over to meet Fendt.

"What? Concentrate troops? Prevent the Germans from approaching at any cost? ”

Stevenson stared at Fendt with a helpless expression.

"What the hell is that old guy thinking? Concentrate troops? We have to defend such a large area, there are not enough men, even the wounded have joined the battle, and now he actually asked us to gather the soldiers, so how can we stop the Germans from approaching.

You tell me, how do we tighten our defenses, and where can we go now? These two commands are completely contradictory. ”

"I know very well what you're saying, Stevenson, stop complaining, now you better hurry up and gather your troops, I'm going to inform Thor."

Fendt struggled to wrench free from Stevenson's sleeve.

"You know this, so why didn't you bring it up at the time?"

"Enough, don't forget who you are, you're an officer, it's your duty to obey orders, stop getting entangled in the content of orders, what you should do now is how to complete the task assigned to you, second lieutenant." Fendt scolded with his hands behind his back and frowned.

"Yes, then, Mr. Captain."

Stevenson took a step back and gave a cold military salute to the other party, everyone could see Fenth's current bluff, and after the commando captain quickly returned the military salute, he hurried towards the corner of the corridor as if he had fled.

"Are you ready to run away? It seems that this farce is almost over, and it is indeed time to prepare. ”

Looking at Fendt's back in a hurry, a sneer appeared on the corner of Stevenson's mouth.