Parks decided to put the matter of reporter McCallum McCallum on hold for the time being. He's not used to being plotted, but he's not the kind of person who resigns himself to fate. Now that he had left the matter to Virginia, he trusted that she would take care of it.

When Parks returned to Aldborne, several brothers returned, including Piper and Christenson, who returned from injury, and Parks was more affectionate to Christenson, after all, he was a brave guy in battle. So the first thing he did was not to see Winters, but to see the two of them.

"How does it feel?" Parks found the two of them in a barracks and asked as soon as he met them.

"It's recovering well, it's feeling good!" Christenson smiled, "I even feel more energetic than before, probably because the food in the hospital is so good!" ”

"It's not this, I'm asking what it's like to be back in the barracks!" Parks shook his head and laughed.

Christensheng couldn't help but be stunned, then nodded, pointed around and said, "Well, it's very good, it's like coming home!" Then he pointed at Piper and smiled, "This guy is still a little unaccustomed to it." Ever since his butt blossomed, he had a phobia of seats, and his butt would twitch as soon as it touched the chair. ”

Seeing Parks looking over, Piper couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and smiled, "It's a little uncomfortable." I mean my side of the ass! As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the injured side of his buttocks.

Parks smiled slightly, then patted Piper's arm, "Alright, I have to go." Then he turned and left the barracks.

Piper watched Parks leave, and couldn't help but smile at Christen, "I didn't expect that I had only been away for so many days, and he would be a lieutenant." God, this speed of promotion is simply jealous. If the war is over, what position do you think he will be promoted? Captain? Major? Or a lieutenant colonel? Or, let's make a bet! ”

Christenson glared at him, shook his head, and said, "Come on, Piper, I won't bet with you." Parks was promoted, and he deserved it. I heard that some people were jealous and finally turned Parks' Cross into the Silver Star, and God knows what those War Department guys think, Parks is the best officer in the Airborne Forces! ”

"You adore him?" Piper rolled his eyes at Christenson.

"Yes, I admire him, what's so strange about that? Who else in E Company wouldn't admire him now? Including Captain Winters. Christenson nodded, "If I can follow his command during the battle, I am absolutely assured." ”

Piper shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, just looked in the direction Parks had left, thoughtful. He was wounded in the battle of the Brekut estate and remained in the rear hospital. Although he had heard some things about Parks, once he actually entered the row where Parks was, he was still full of curiosity, after all, Parks was only a sergeant when he was injured. And now that he has become a lieutenant, this is simply incredible.

"Normandy, we've lost a lot of brothers," Christenson's expression suddenly darkened, "but Parks can keep a lot of brothers alive, Piper, if you want to survive in the future, then listen to him!" It's good for you! ”

Piper nodded, saying no more.

This trust in the chief, especially the trust of the brothers in the first row of Parks, has gone deep into the bone marrow. But it's also those trusts that have allowed Parks to create victory after victory.

Parks walked between the barracks, and he was about to go to the company headquarters and talk to Winters. I'll come back and see if I can find something to do, and maybe like Winters, write to the fallen Xingdi, which is not a good errand, but it's better than Winters alone.

"Sir!" He met Webster on the way, who saluted him and greeted him.

Parks returned the salute and smiled, "I thought you were going to London!" ”

Webster nodded, "I've been, but...... I guess it couldn't be right there, it's too noisy. It's a little uncomfortable. So I came back. ”

Parks nodded and smiled, "Me too!" Then he nodded at him and walked straight to the company's barracks.

Webster looked at Parks' back, and then walked into his barracks, he still had a letter to finish, he had to finish it at the present time, who knows if there will be such a chance to write a letter in the future?

This is a letter he wrote to his mother, and he wanted to tell her some of his feelings, as well as some of his views and thoughts on this war. And his mother was always worried about him in her letters, wanting him to escape from that dangerous battlefield.

“…… Every day I live feels like I've earned it. I never thought that the ground would survive the next airborne. If I can't come back, you have to think about it. I hope to convince you to take death as lightly as we do on the battlefield. In the smoke of war, you can expect casualties, expect someone to be killed, and you won't be surprised when your comrade is shot in the face with a machine gun. You can only continue. It's different from civilian life, where sudden deaths always feel unexpected......"

“…… Would you prefer someone else's son to die in the mud? You want us to win the war, but obviously you don't want your son to shed blood. It's a paradoxical mentality. Someone has to go to war and kill the enemy; There must always be someone in the infantry or paratrooper units. If the whole country had this attitude towards you, no one would go to war, everyone would want to stay in the rear service department. What will become of this country......

“…… I hope to get back to the battlefield soon, because I still have to pay the Germans a lot of bullets, and I have to throw as many grenades at them as I can. The Germans grabbed American paratroopers still wearing parachute harnesses, slit their throats, stabbed them with bayonets, stripped them naked, shot at them, and destroyed an ambulance station. Because of these atrocities, we have no intention of showing mercy to them. And when we saw the beachhead, and we saw the exhilarating military power of the Allies, I knew we weren't going to lose. For the paratroopers, they are here to shed blood. I want to go back to fighting the enemy......"

Webster wrote, and many of his brothers appeared before his eyes, especially those who were struggling in blood and fire, and those who were convincing commanders.

“…… Our company commander, Captain Winters, was a large man with a strong physique and believed in the role of an enterprising spirit on the battlefield. The Welsh lieutenant was small, dark, lazy, but quick-witted, and he was the only officer who could do something funny and eye-opening. ”

“…… Second Lieutenant Compton, the platoon leader of the 3rd platoon, is a friendly and affectionate guy who is most loved by everyone. He always liked to brag about the UCLA he attended in front of his brothers. But if you compare that university to Harvard, I believe the answer is pretty obvious......"

“…… I was lucky that I had a very good platoon commander in the first platoon of Company E, his name was Lacey? Parks, is a lieutenant. And it's hard to imagine that he was a sergeant before he skydived with us. But after the First Battle of Normandy, he became a lieutenant. And he hasn't officially attended a military school for a day. He's quick-witted, decisive, and good at capturing fighters, and he's the kind of ruthless character who hits the ground running. He also performed a miracle by taking eleven brothers deep into the rear of the German army, rescuing more than twenty prisoners of war and ending the German headquarters. It filled me with curiosity and respect. And he is sincere and cordial, and he has a good relationship with every brother, and I think that's why I have confidence in this war, and there will be many such officers in our ranks. This is a big reason why I am confident that I will live until the end of the war......"

Webster finished writing the last word, then re-read the letter and put it in the envelope when he felt that there was no problem. War, for him, is no longer that terrible word.

Parks didn't know what Webster was saying about him, and he didn't know that Webster's evaluation was actually the same as that of the other brothers in the company, and he was knocking on the barracks door of the company.

"Oh, let's see who's coming! Lacey - "It was Nickerson who opened the door, and when he saw Parks in the doorway, he was stunned for a moment, then he opened his arms and screamed in surprise.

"I've only been gone for two days, don't be so exaggerated!" Parks smiled, walked in, and watched as Winters sat at his desk smiling at him, with a typewriter on his desk.

"Still wondering?" "It's really hard work. ”

Winters stopped what he was doing, then looked at Parks and smiled, "I thought you'd be back on the last day." Could it be that the girls in London don't like American GIs anymore? ”

"Those guys are too troublesome!" Parks sat down, and Nickerson handed over a glass of wine, "I wish you hadn't seen the newspapers these days, they're almost turning it over." ”

Winters nodded, taking it for granted: "It seems that you are helpless against them as well." “

"Let the gendarmes and police in London worry about it, it's time for a holiday, and we can't take care of it!" Nickerson sat down next to Parks and took a sip of his wine, "You see, Dick was always unhappy with his work. ”

"Because of writing letters?"

"Yes, he's been thinking about it for a long time, and even though every letter is in the same format, he still wants to behave differently." "He wanted to write the letter more tactfully, so that mothers who had lost their sons would have some comfort." ”

"Great idea!" Parks nodded.

"That's what I thought, so I've got to help him!" Nickerson nodded and smiled.

Parks said to Winters, "Is there anything I need help with?" ”

Winters smiled: "Not for the time being, are you in a hurry to find a job?" ”

"No, I thought, I should do something for them!" Parks shrugged his shoulders, "You know there's nothing to do right now, and it's a little painful. ”

Winters spread his hands, speechless to Parks' words.

"That's great," Nickerson whistled, "you don't have to worry about nothing to do." After the holidays, our training is back to begin! ”

(To be continued)