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The artillery fire continued for a long time that night, but everyone at the outpost could hear the sounds of hard breathing and groaning coming from the other side. The captive who was finally collected by the Germans was bombed in the lungs, and cried for help by the river. But no German ran to the river to save him, because that would cost him his life.

"Damn, that guy should be killed, his suffering should be ended, and if he is saved by the Germans, we will report our location to them. The bugle post is opposite him, and we will be bombarded by the Germans. Webster advocated that this guy be shot out. And McCreery advocated leaving him to fend for himself.

"Man, throw a grenade over" Webster sent four recruits to the river, and then each threw a grenade. Three exploded, and one was a dud. But the groans of the Germans continued.

"God" Webster couldn't stand the torment of the intermittent moaning, which made him a little restless, and he finally stood up and said to McClairy, "I can't stand the hunger, I should go along the rope that day and kill that bastard" and was about to walk outside. Fearing for his own safety, he couldn't stand the painful sounds, which made him constantly resound the bloody scenes of his teammates when they were injured, or fantasize that he might be the next person to be injured.

"You'd better stay here, Webster," McCreary stopped him, then warned him that "this could be a trap for the Germans." They used the wounded man as bait and set a trap. Then you will be shown by them in the past, until you are killed by the Germans. Or you'll stay there with that German and groan in pain"

McCreery had a point, and Webster sat down indignantly. The moans continued, and Webster wrote in his notebook that night: I sympathize with him, alone, in a foreign country far from home, by a filthy river, slowly passing away without hope, without love, and helplessly.

When the sky was gray, the shelling finally stopped. But the moaning continued, upsetting everyone. Cobb felt he couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed a grenade, rushed to the river, and threw it over. Then there was a dull voice, and the German finally stopped - he was dead

"It's finally quiet," Webster said with a grinning look at Cobb. But there is still something strange in his heart, how much he loved life in the first place, but now he is so indifferent to life. Webster saw this as an effect of war, which changed many things about himself, including his understanding of human nature. Because if he had done it before, he would never have said such a thing. He has his own thoughts on war, and this thinking is constantly being changed by war.

Cobb was so proud of his achievements that he even went elsewhere to show off his achievements, but no one else cared about it. Karber even sneered at him and said, "Who cares about that German?" What's the point of taking him out? ”

It really doesn't make sense. But Captain Folkloon received something more meaningful. They will do it again. The order was conveyed by Captain Winters and Captain Parkes. They were joined by Captain Nickerson, who had been transferred to the regimental headquarters. It doesn't look like their faces are good

"Assemble the brothers in the afternoon, and I will personally convey the battle mission to them," Captain Winters said to Lieutenant Folley, and then took Parks and Nickerson to the river to observe the situation on the other side of the German army.

"Aren't they afraid of being spotted by the Germans?" Webster couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "This will kill us" because the three of them were in front of the outpost. In this way, if the Germans showed them, there would be a burst of artillery fire, and the Bugle Post would be destroyed, which made Webster curse.

"Because it's the officers who make low-level mistakes, so don't expect them to change their minds, I'd better stay in the basement," he said, hurrying to the basement.

McCreary followed him and couldn't help but say, "Captain Parks too?" ”

"Except, he," Webster grinned. Fortunately, the Germans did not show up for the three of them. Or maybe they didn't bother to report, because neither side had a provocative **, if it weren't for that brain-dead mission.

"Colonel Zinke is pleased with last night's reconnaissance mission" Nickerson looked at Captain Winters, the corners of his mouth crooked, and a smile appeared, "That's why he thought of asking for another one like this." Do you know which captives do what they do? ”

Captain Winters looked at the German building opposite and couldn't help but say, "Does Colonel Zinke know that we lost an officer last night?" Second Lieutenant Platoon Commander at West Point"

"Of course, he knows, but he also knows that you have captured two German prisoners who can make confessions," Captain Nixon said with a blank face, "about the supply of the German army, and what Hitler's favorite color was." And so on and so forth, but I knew that these things were not going to help us cross the river."

"What do you want to say?" Captain Winters looked at Captain Nixon and said.

"Want to hear the truth?" Captain Nickerson leaned closer to Captain Winters, then smiled wryly, "Colonel Sink has been talking to the phone all day, blowing a lot, and I think he's just showing off now." I don't know, Dick, I don't know what I'm going to tell you. You gave him a successful patrol, so now he wants another one he is looking forward to more and good luck and let me remember to tell you how proud he is of the patrolman's performance."

"I know what you mean, Nick," Parks, who had been silent, laughed suddenly, "you want to tell Dick that this patrol is all shit and not worth the risk for the brothers, it's not worth it." Isn't it? Nick" Parks smiled, then winked at Nickerson.

"Ghost elf, I know you can guess what I mean, I'm sure Dick can hear it, but do you still have to arrange such a mission? I mean tonight's patrol" Nickerson smiled at Parks, then said to Winters, "It's not worth the risk anymore, and we're going to change guards, and if someone else dies for it at this point, it's not worth it."

While the three were talking, Lieutenant Fox walked up to them, he looked at Captain Parks and said, "Sir, the brothers have been assembled, just like yesterday's list" Suddenly he seemed to remember something, "Of course not including Second Lieutenant Jones, we don't need him to take the risk, so he didn't participate in it, even though he asked for it"

"Alright, I'll give them a briefing," Captain Parks nodded at Lieutenant Folley, "you go first, and we'll be right there." As he spoke, he turned to Winters and said, "Do you want to go together?" At this time, the brothers may need you to say something to them"

Winters nodded, "That's what I thought, I'll give them a briefing myself, Lacey asked me to come", then beckoned to Nickerson, and under the guidance of Lieutenant Welfare, the four of them walked towards the temporary assembly room. And at this time, Captain Winters had a decision in his heart.

The last time the mission was carried out, they were all in a big room. Their faces were full of frustration. They've been informed by Captain Welfare that tonight they're going to do the same mission as last night. It makes them feel like prisoners who have been treated unjustly, but they are powerless to fight it. You can only whine in the house

"This is a shit mission" Maraki couldn't help but curse, no one answered his words, everyone chose to be silent, even Sergeant Martin, there was no smile on his face. Obviously, he's worried about tonight's mission, too. After all, last night's mission had already alerted the Germans, and if it passed again tonight, the danger would undoubtedly become greater, and the possibility of casualties among the brothers would have greatly increased. That's what worries him.

"Lizheng" Sergeant Martin suddenly straightened up, stood straight, and then shouted a command loudly, which made Maraki, who was still swearing, stop his mouth, and everyone stood up. Captain Winters, Captain Parkes, and Captain Nickerson and Captain Welfare walked in.

"Rest, guys" Captain Winters walked over to the table where they were sitting, took off his hat, and looked at his brothers, "I am proud that you did a great job last night, and Captain Nickerson also conveyed Colonel Zink's greetings, and he was very proud, in fact he was so proud that he crossed the river again tonight for patrol duty"

No one spoke, and all the team members bowed their heads, their hearts heavy at such words, and they could not raise any interest in speaking or answering. Truth be told, because of the death of Second Lieutenant Hulker, everyone saw crossing the river to carry out the mission as an extremely dangerous thing to do, and in fact it was, only more dangerous

Captain Winters looked at them and then at his watch: "Is the observation post we attacked last night ready to explode at any moment?" Lieutenant Welfare? ”

"Yes, sir," Welfare nodded.

"That means we're going to have to venture deeper into the city tonight." Captain Winters said, gesturing to Lieutenant Folk, "Map." He pointed to the map spread out on the table by Lieutenant Welfare and said, "This will be our new target, and we have recovered all the ships, so we will go out in the same place as last night." Plans have not changed. It's just that the time has changed from one o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the morning, is there any problem? As he spoke, he looked around.

"No, sir," the man replied to him.

Winters nodded, then looked at the brothers and said, "Very good, because- I want you all to get a good night's sleep tonight." When he said this, all the brothers looked at him in astonishment, thinking that he had said the wrong thing.

"That is, tomorrow morning you will come to me and report that you had crossed the river last night and entered the German lines, but there was no way to capture any German prisoners alive. Got it? He was stunned for a moment before he raised his eyes to look at his brothers around him.

"Got it," the brothers looked at each other puzzled. Huge surprises and incredulous doubts surged in his chest.

"Good, it looks like we're going to have to be in good spirits tomorrow, we're getting out of the line" Winters folded the map and put it in his pocket, motioning for Nixon and Parks to leave together.

"Oh God, they're such good people" Their parting was followed by the joyful voices of the brothers, and the cheers of high-fives. And this result, Parks had already anticipated, when Nickerson said that