Chapter 131: Behind Enemy Lines
Hubler didn't have this idea, in fact, as early as Normandy, when Parks led the commandos to carry out rescue operations, he wanted to find an opportunity to do such a mission, especially the follower Parks. One of the more important reasons was the Luger pistol that Paikanti showed off in front of him, which he coveted for a long time.
Parks knew that Hubler was a brave guy, but he wasn't in a row, and that was the most important thing. He smiled and said, "Of course, unless you convince your Compton Platoon Commander and Company Commander Winters, don't even think about it." β
"Okay, no problem, it should be done!" Hubler smiled, then saluted Parks and ran toward his platoon, which gave him a lot of hope.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Parks appeared punctually in the open space in front of the barracks, and thirty-six men in a neat formation were waiting for his arrival. Wales was standing on the far left of the line, and he looked serious, looking far away from his usual smile.
Parks nodded at him, then said just one word, "Follow me!" Then he walked towards the nearest airport, where two C-47 transport planes and two gliders were waiting on the runway. They will arrive at the predetermined location by glider.
At the airport, Parks divided the team into two groups and flew two gliders.
"Harry, you lead a group and board the second glider."
Wales nodded and said, "Well, I'll follow your commands. I was in charge of the second glider. Then good luck to us! β
"Good luck!" Parks shook his hand, then led the group to the plane. He was the first to board the plane, and then at the cabin door, he stretched out his hand, like the first time before parachuting into Normandy, pulling the crew onto the glider one by one.
The brothers silently followed the procession, one after the other, and no one complained, they were silent but determined.
"Good luck!" Every time Parks pulled one, he would say something like this to him.
"Good luck!" And every member of the team will respond to him with the same words. In addition to careful planning, every action depends on a little bit of luck. Luck is just as important to them.
"Alright, GIs, are you all ready?" The glider pilot was a man named Fan? Pell's second lieutenant, he said loudly in the cockpit, "We're going to fly." What a ride! It's just amazing! His tone was a little rushed, and it was clear that he wasn't happy with his mission, because it meant that he was going to be with these crazy guys. God knows what will happen.
"Yes, it's a good errand!" Parks walked to the front, sat on the back of the cockpit, and smiled at Ensign Pell, "Lacey? Parks, it's a pleasure to be with you! β
Pell shook his head helplessly, "I'm happy too, crazy Parks!" β
When Parks was finishing his equipment, there was a loud roar in his ears, and the C-47 had already started to start, slowly running towards the beginning of the glide, and the glider fuselage shook suddenly, and then began to follow the C-47 and began to glide.
"It's all done, guys, we're going to embark on a great journey!" Second Lieutenant Pell said loudly, and then the glider began to raise its nose in the vibration, and followed the C-47 towards the inky black night sky. It was dark ahead, but Parks was still staring outside. From this moment, he embarked on an unknown path, and he did not predict the outcome.
"You're nervous?" Beside Parks sat the recruit Miller, who felt his body tense like a bow full of strings, in danger of breaking or rebounding at any moment.
"Yesβ" Miller glanced back at Parks, and then immediately replied, "No, Lieutenant, it's excitement!" β
"Take a deep breath then!" Parks patted him on the shoulder, "You'll feel better!" β
Miller nodded, took a few deep breaths, and smiled at Parks, "Feeling better, Lieutenant, thank you!" β
Parks nodded, not speaking. A lot of people in the cabin didn't speak, they were just thinking about their minds, or they simply didn't think about anything and didn't do anything. Going with the flow at this time is perhaps the best idea for relaxation.
In the dark sky, the sound of planes coming from them was monotonous, and they flew above the thick clouds, which was the most prudent thing to do. They tried not to let the Germans find out. Even if you find it, try to avoid being hit by German artillery fire.
Karber looked out the window, but he couldn't see anything, then he turned to Maraki beside him and said, "Our luck may not be good this time, and the Germans will not be unaware of our coming." β
Malachi glanced at him and sneered, "You regret it? It's a pity that you can't regret it now, you can't go back, now! β
"Nonsense, I won't go back!" Kaber immediately distinguished, "I'm just a little worried. That's normal, isn't it? We're not immortal, and we're ...... And it was also easy to be a target for the Germans or surrounded by them! β
"Come on, Kaber, on what day on the battlefield are we not easy targets for the Germans?" Malachi was a little impatient, "We are airborne troops, and we are born to be surrounded. β
Kaber pursed his lips and stopped talking. He also had nothing to say, although he said a few words, but instead of relaxing his nervous mind, he became more irritable.
"Forty minutes to get to the intended place! We have already entered the zone of air defense of the Germans. "Rhodes, the pilot of the second glider? The Lisbon lieutenant began to remind everyone.
The brothers in the cabin began to check their equipment. They don't need to parachute, they land with the glider and then enter a predetermined area to meet the crew of the first glider.
"What a thrilling trip!" Hubler said suddenly.
"Oh God, what did you say?" Piper looked at him across from him and shook his head and smiled, "It's an adventure, man, we're flying in the sky with our heads in our hands, and who knows if we'll ever be able to go home!" β
"You're too pessimistic!" Landauman, who was beside Piper, shook his head and said, "You have to have faith in yourself. Of course, the more important thing is that you have to have faith in our platoon leader, Lieutenant Parkes. But you can't experience this kind of feeling. You are really unlucky! β
"Unlucky?" Piper looked at Landauman wonderfully, then shifted his gaze to Toy.
Toy shrugged his shoulders at him and smiled, "Yes, you're unlucky, I agree, especially in the face of such a great operation, you seem puzzled and hesitant. Act like a complete rookie. And we've all been involved in similar operations. It's unforgettable. β
Piper naturally shut up. He didn't say anything anymore because it made it hard for him to understand where the confidence of these guys came from. In fact, the main reason why he raised his hand was because everyone raised their hand. The reason is as simple as that, he has no experience fighting with Parks, and he doesn't know Parks' energy, so he seems to be underconfident.
"Okay, don't worry, look, we're still flying in the sky. At least on this mission, General Taylor didn't let us walk there, how lucky was that? Guys, we'll carry that luck all the way to the time when the mission is completed and we go home. Wales pulled out a small bottle and took a sip of it, "You'll enjoy it again!" β
"Why don't you quit?" Goneri grinned as he sat diagonally across from Wales.
Wales was stunned for a moment, then raised the bottle and said, "You mean this?" No, no, it's rich in vitamins, and I'm relying on it to make myself more alive now. That's why the Germans are afraid of me, you know? β
"Oh, that's great, I like it!" "Maybe when I get drunk, the Germans will surrender without a fight, and I'll have done a great job!" β
Several people next to him laughed. Wales took a sip and grinned.
The plane cut through the thick clouds, and then it was able to look down on the scenery below. In the dark night, there are not many lights like stars scattered on the ground. The Germans had apparently not yet discovered these two planes.
"We entered the airspace of the Germans?" Parks vs. Peerdaw.
"I'm afraid so, Lieutenant!" Pell nodded, "But fortunately, the Germans apparently didn't spot us, otherwise their anti-aircraft fire would have opened fire on us a long time ago." β
"Maybe they thought it was their own plane!" Parks laughed. "It's really encouraging to see what they're thinking."
Pell nodded and smiled, "I hope!" β
The Germans did not fire with anti-aircraft artillery, but this does not mean that they did not spot these two planes, they were aware of them a long time ago. And also knew that this was not their own plane, but they did not fire. The Germans did not consider the two planes to pose any threat to them, and they did not drop bombs.
"How lucky!" Parks smiled, then sat down, it seemed that this was a good sign, with good preparation and good luck, then the task was not as difficult as expected.
"Lieutenant, C-47 has sent a signal from the front, and they are about to start decoupling." Pell said to Parks, "We've entered the airdrop zone, tell the brothers to get ready!" β
"Okay!" Parks nodded, then shouted into the cabin, "Alright, brothers, secure yourself in your seat and manage your gear." We're going to enter the drop zone, so say goodbye to the sky! We will land on the territory of the Germans! β
As soon as Parks finished speaking, the plane slammed down. The glider and the C-47 transport plane have been separated. The nose of the glider slid down to the dark spot where there were still a few flashes of light.
Not far away, near the Arnhem Bridge, two German sentinels were leisurely swinging on the bridge deck. They heard the roar of the plane, and involuntarily raised their heads, looked at it, and one of them wondered: "Is it our plane?" β
Another German soldier shook his head and said, "No, the sound of our plane is not the same as this." It should be a damn American. β
"What are they doing?" The German soldier wondered, "Is it reconnaissance?" It's so late, can you get a picture? Maybe they're just passing by! β
"I hope so," said the other German soldier, nodding, "at least it's our luck that they haven't dropped bombs right now!" β
The glider, guessed by two German soldiers, glided like two fish in the night sky toward a wooded clearing ten miles away from them
(To be continued)