In the afternoon of the same day, the Germans dispatched a search party, and although Team 217 was not included in it, they joined in at Trood's repeated insistence.

Along the way, no one spoke. Because the troops could not be adjusted for the time being, there were simply not enough troops to counterattack the No. 57 supply depot, which was already heavily guarded by British and French troops. Of course, the rapid failure of Supply Depot 57 and the failure to communicate with the outside world were the main reasons for this failure. The search mission was mainly carried out against those troops who had been attacked on the way back.

Nearly two hours had passed since the incident, and anyone knew what had happened to those soldiers, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Trode and all the German soldiers would not give up, and none of them would admit that their teammates had until they confirmed that moment with their own eyes

The search went relatively smoothly, and since the number of tanks in the German search force was not small, all the British and French patrols saw them from a distance and turned around and fled. And Trood still remembers the route of his retreat clearly, so the wreckage is not hard to find. In fact, this is also cruel, finding it earlier may also mean shattering their beautiful illusions earlier, but they are still praying from the bottom of their hearts, praying that their teammates can wait for their rescue safely.

Soon after, they found a wreckage with a truck and a half-track armored vehicle overturned, and several people could be seen lying motionless next to the car from a distance.

"Teams 134 and 472 are on alert, and Team 217 is searching." The squad leader gave the order, of course he knew that Trood was in charge of covering these troops, then, at this time, they should also be responsible for the end.

Seven tanks slowly stopped on the perimeter of the wreckage, and the group went in on foot to search for survivors. Still, as they imagined the worst-case scenario, almost everyone had one or even several gunshot wounds to their chests, in addition to the burns from the fall. This was obviously added by the British, and there was no one else who could do it but Lamont's team, and thinking of this, Trood slammed his fist into the ground, shaking up many small stones.

"I will not forget this account" His tears flowed down his cheeks again, dripping on the hot sand, and the tears disappeared in an instant, but the hatred contained in them was buried deep in the land. It will never dissipate, but will sprout slowly

"Rest in peace, we will definitely help you avenge your revenge." As Vincent said this, he gently stroked the face of a soldier with his hand, closing his eyes and leaving the world without regrets. Of course, this was not enough, and Vincent began to gently sort out the crumpled clothes of the soldier's body, which alone showed how heartbreaking the torture had been

"Alright, let's go to the next place." This was uttered by Vincent, who had just loaded all the bodies into the car and stared blankly at the brothers who would never move again.

Hearing Vincent's words, the group began to move slowly. Amphitri was crying in Alicia's arms, and Alicia was no better, she was covering her mouth and sobbing, and as for Leona, she didn't cry, but her eyes were already distracted

As for the men, things were relatively better, with Roy and Yorkson just silently praying to each soldier while Stein kept calming the emotional Nattel. Hans's hair was messy, his glasses weren't hanging on his ears, and he just kept shaking his head wherever he went. Marcus showed a composure that a recruit should not have, and he looked after every departed comrade almost like Vincent, and then watched them go

Soon after, they moved on to the next location, where two trucks were wrecked and nearly 40 people were left behind

The group began a painful search just like before, and they had to face the painful truth again and again, and the tragic situation of those teammates made their hearts almost no longer have the strength to beat anymore

"This! This has a live one! ”

For Trode's group, who were already a little paralyzed, this sound was like a thunderclap in the clear sky, which immediately woke them all up. Everyone ran in the direction of the sound and found Nattle standing next to the truck, anxiously and incoherently calling out to his teammates.

"Where? Where! Trode, who hurried to his side, didn't care that he was still a little lacking in oxygen, so he hurried to ask Nattel.

Natle was also very excited, and he pointed to the car with the epileptic point and said, "Under the car!" ”

Just now, when Natel passed by like a wandering spirit, he seemed to hear a voice, which made him tremble, because he was so sad, his brain could no longer think normally, he actually thought that the voice was produced by the soul of a German soldier at the first moment, and his whole body froze in fright, until the second cry for help came, he realized that it was the voice of a survivor!

After a short breath, Natl said, "I have just learned, his foot is stuck, there are no injuries on his body, we have to lift this car to get him out." ”

"What's the point!" Trode waved his arm and shouted, "Carry the car with me!" ”

"32" The crowd immediately reached out and grabbed one end of the car, followed by Trode's slogan, and began to exert themselves.

“1！！！”

With the joint efforts of more than 20 people, the truck was lifted without any resistance, and Vincent quickly leaned under the car and rescued the survivor.

"Whew"

The rescued soldier immediately fell to the ground and cried, and Trode only watched him silently, and none of them could come forward to comfort him. In fact, after experiencing the disaster just now, it is already a kind of luck to be able to cry here, but this luck is so sad.

The joy of saving people gradually dissipated as this cry gradually dissipated, and there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and the dark clouds obscured the sky, and lightning showed his sharp teeth everywhere. In the desert below them, there was a group of people standing, but not a single one moved, and none of them made a sound