Admiral Urquhart eventually led the remaining 4,000 men to join up with Brigadier General John Forloster's remaining 400 men on the north side of the bridge. The Germans retreated resolutely, without dragging their feet.

"Admiral Urquhart, now is the best time for us to flank the Germans with the Poles." Brigadier General John Forlouster and Admiral Urquhart didn't have time to say a few words after they met, so he said directly, "It is clear that the Germans are ready to abandon the bridge." It's a great time for us to take advantage of the victory. ”

Chase after victory? Urquhart couldn't help but smile bitterly, the last blow of the German army almost made him unable to hold on. If the Poles hadn't attacked, they were afraid that they would still be blocked by the Germans on the road, and they would have paid a greater price. But the fighter plane was fleeting, and Admiral Urquhart was still keenly aware that now was indeed the best opportunity to pursue and flank.

"You're right, we're going to have to recoup some of the price we paid!" Admiral Urquhart nodded, and decisively ordered the reunited troops to quickly pursue the Germans and strike as hard as possible at the Germans.

At the southern end of the bridge, Polish paratroopers launched their tenth charge against the Germans, and this time Admiral Sushabowski made his last bet, after all, the German resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and he fought for it.

"Colonel Remster, you personally lead people to rush up, we don't have much time. The Germans are also buying time to blow up this damn bridge, and we must crush them before they are ready. Admiral Sushabowsky waved his arms and then ordered loudly, "To hell with the damned Germans!" ”

"Doot toot!" Colonel Remst blew the whistle for the attack. Then he grabbed a rifle and shouted at the Polish soldiers: "Warriors, it's time to settle accounts with the Germans, follow me and let the Germans go to hell!" Saying that, he took the lead, and jumped out of cover first, followed by a large group of Polish paratroopers.

"Boom!" Explosions continued to explode on the positions of the German troops. Admiral Sushabowski also fought hard and ordered all the shells to be fired, and the light and heavy machine guns of the entire Poles did not hesitate to fire at the German positions.

Sandra followed closely to Colonel Remster's side, panting with his mouth wide as he ran in such a hurry that he pulled the trigger towards the German position. He didn't know who he had hit, he only knew how hard he was running, and he had only one thought, to rush to the German position and kill all the bastards.

Although the Germans were suppressed by the Polish shells, they also began to fight back sporadically, bullets hitting Sandra's feet, splashing dirt and making a "chirping" sound.

It's close!

It's close!

Sandra could even see the wooden eyes of the Germans and their mechanical movements raising their guns. "Bang!" With a bang, he raised his gun and killed a German soldier who showed his head, because it was too close, and the red blood splattered out, sticking to his face, a little warm. Two more Germans raised their guns at him, and he was too late to react because of the slight hesitation. A fear of death filled his brain in an instant, almost making him unable to think.

"Bang bang!" Two gunshots rang out, his body shook, but he didn't feel like he was being shot, he subconsciously touched his body with his hand, and there was no damage at all.

The two Germans had fallen to the ground, twitching.

"Don't be stunned, kid, rush up and give them a good look!" A voice beside him yelled at him, and then a figure flashed past him. Then more Polish soldiers rushed to the German positions, and they recklessly began to shoot the Germans, who could no longer resist and began to rout.

It was Colonel Remster who saved him. Sandra stuck out her tongue and licked her chapped lips, and again, before she had time to think, she rushed forward, and this time they succeeded, successfully driving the Germans out of their positions. The Germans began to flee towards the bridge, discarding their weapons and equipment, and rushing towards the southern end of the bridge, where German trucks were loaded with squads of routs who had climbed up in a panic, and then drove towards the rear, shells exploding around the trucks.

Sandra raised his rifle and fired without hesitation, watching as a German soldier who was about to climb onto a truck was hit by himself, fell, and then crushed under the wheels of the truck behind him, splattering a burst of flesh.

At the time of the fierce battle between the Poles and the Germans, the Germans had already organized a team to march under the piers of the bridge and began to secure the bridge with explosives, while a platoon of the Poles tried to stop them, and the two teams had already exchanged fire.

The Polish attack attracted the attention of the Germans' team to blow up the bridge, which was exactly what Parks wanted. He led the brothers quietly towards the Germans, and then quietly lurked in the grass on the riverbank.

"Boss, the Germans are planting explosives, let's do it!" Hubler crept over and whispered to Parks.

"Let's wait!" Parks shook his head. The Germans and the Dutch were desperate to put their brothers on board. While the Germans and the Dutch were fighting, several German sappers were hanging with ropes and tried to plant explosives in the middle of the pillars of the bridge.

"Harry! You take your brothers to help the Poles, strike quickly, crush them. Parks said to Wales, then beckoned behind him, "Sifodi, Hubl, and Pacondy follow me!" ”

"What are we doing? They all went to fight the Germans! Hubrough looked at Wales, then looked at Parks with some confusion, "Don't we have to be together?" ”

"No, Hubler!" Parks chuckled, "Let's go hunting." ”

A pair of German soldiers covering the bridge sappers were desperately fighting the Dutch, but they didn't realize that there was a unit hidden on their flanks, so when Wales led a platoon of brothers rushed out and fired at them fiercely. The tide was quickly reversed. The Germans were stunned by the sudden blow, and after a dozen dead and wounded, they chose to surrender.

At this time, Parks led a few brothers with good marksmanship, under the bridge, to shoot at the German sappers who were planting explosives on the bridge pillars, in Hubler's words, like hunting wild ducks, very exciting. Then they watched as the German sappers screamed and fell from the pillars of the bridge into the Rhine.

In the end, the Germans had to abandon the idea of blowing up the bridge. They themselves were retreating, and there was no way to send heavy troops to cover the sappers. Lieutenant General Beatlich gave the order for a general retreat. And the order to abandon the bombing of the bridge was given by Marshal Moder. After all, the Nijmegen Bridge was successfully blown up, and it doesn't matter if the bridge is blown up or not. In his mind, once he received reinforcements from home, then this bridge would be the starting point for his counterattack against the Allies.

Lieutenant General Beatlich stood on top of a bell tower four or five miles away from the bridge, looking up with his binoculars and looking at the bridge, still standing on the Rhine, as if the English were reveling, and could even hear the cheers of the English and the Dutch. But in reality, he knew it was all an illusion.

In this battle, his two SS panzer divisions were almost exhausted. They had done their best, and if it weren't for the damn British raiding their oil and ammunition depots, maybe they would have annihilated the British and Dutch at the north and south ends of the bridge, thus adding to their own achievements, or they might have been awarded the Iron Cross.

"General, orders from Marshal Moder!" At that moment a major approached, saluted, and handed over a paper order. The order was signed by Marshal Moder. He told Lieutenant General Beatlich to withdraw his troops, then rest in a small town called Deschkel on the German-Dutch border, and then wait for armored reinforcements and baggage troops from the Ruhr area of the German interior. Wait for the opportunity to launch a counterattack against the British again in order to avenge the arrow.

Lieutenant General Beatlich looked at the order, then a smile appeared on his lips, and he said to the major: "Is that bridge beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful, General!" The Major replied respectfully.

"Then we'll take it back! In a few days, we will be able to do it, Major! Lieutenant General Beatlich turned, and walked forward without looking back.

The major was stunned and didn't know what the general meant, it was obvious that now that they were retreating, how could they recapture the bridge again? He looked at the distant bridge, then at Lieutenant General Bitlich, shrugged his shoulders and felt incomprehensible, and then hurried after the general.

The Arnhem Bridge was eventually preserved intact, and it still stands on the Rhine, which is so impressive. At this time, the sun shines obliquely on the bridge body, like a layer of golden light.

The British and Dutch met triumphantly on the bridge. They let out a huge cheer, whether they knew each other or not, as long as they were in front of them, they did not hesitate to rush up, hug, and then gnaw on each other's faces. Still others, who threw their hats high and yelled at the Rhine.

Sandra sat quietly alone on the abandoned fortress of the German army at the southern end of the bridge, watching all this, let out a very loud laugh, and then gradually he couldn't control his tears, and the laughter gradually turned into a suppressed sob.

Here, three of his friends were killed by the Germans, and they were mercilessly killed before they even rushed to the German positions, and now they do not see all this, never to see.

"Why don't you join them in the?" Parks couldn't help but be surprised to see that the brothers around him were rarely celebrating with the British and Dutch without yelling.

"They're a bunch of crazy people. I don't want to be part of that. Goneri shrugged his shoulders, sat aside, lit a cigarette, and looked at the cemetery of the two armies.

"Don't look at me, I completely agree with Mr. Gonorrhea!" Wales smiled at Parks, "But this time they have to really thank us, you have to think about what kind of reward you should ask them, it can't be lower!" ”

Parks shook his head and couldn't help but smile. It's a strange sight. A group of American GIs sat and watched as a group of British and Poles celebrated there in a carnival and were indifferent.

"Lieutenant Parks?" At this time, a lieutenant colonel of the British army walked over, he smiled at Parks from a distance, and greeted, "I'm Lieutenant Colonel David of the 1st Brigade of the 1st British Airborne Division, do you have time now?" Our general wants to see you. ”

(To be continued)