As the night fell, the temperature became colder and lower, and because of the heavy snow, the logistics fell into chaos again, and the brothers of E Company were back to living the days when they lacked cold materials. 【】The Welsh lieutenant called a meeting of the officers and all the sergeant squad leaders.

"We'll do it tomorrow morning, and the plan is like this, on the left, on the right. We will have tanks to provide support from the right along the Foy-Novol road. "The distance from here to the village is about 8oo meters, and we ask to move quickly, and the degree is the most important thing." Then enter the house and use it as a cover; Everyone should use rifles and grenades to fight together to clear the enemy in the house; Mortar gunners were always ready to fire at German tactical positions; The machine gunners had to build up support fire; Tell the brothers not to gather together. "This is what he should say, as a company commander, such a meeting, he arranged it in detail. Because these sergeants will give an account to their brothers, because they are veterans and know how to do it

Captain Winters, who participated in the meeting, did not speak on the sidelines. Until the adjournment of the meeting. After all the officers and sergeants in attendance had left, Captain Winters looked at Captain Wales and said, "Are you worried?" ”

The Welsh lieutenant looked at Winters, nodded and said: "Yes, now that we have not officially launched the attack, the brothers have suffered a series of setbacks, some people are constantly injured, and then withdraw from the company, this situation is worrying, so I said a lot, although it sounds unnecessary, but I can't help but say"

Captain Winters nodded and said, "Okay, you're doing the right thing, but you're stretching like a spring, it's going to make the others nervous, what I'm going to do is to make the brothers not be so nervous, Harry, I know you're worried, don't think too much, take care of yourself when the attack starts tomorrow" Captain Winters said, patted the Welsh lieutenant on the shoulder and left.

The Welsh lieutenant looked in the direction Winters had left, and then silently walked to his foxhole and sat down. It was the coldest night since the E-Company battled. Far colder than when you stayed in Bastogne. Because they are now confined to rudimentary foxholes, with little shelter. And the brothers marched all the way, fighting while marching, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, and now the temperature has dropped sharply, and they have all turned into ice. Most of them shivered.

The Welsh lieutenant thought about something, and wanted to sleep in a daze. At this moment, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and then someone pushed him, and he suddenly woke up, then straightened up, and turned his head to see that it was Sergeant Tibert pushing him.

"Captain, there seems to be the sound of a tank motor and the sound of a start," Sergeant Tybert whispered to the Welsh lieutenant, "I can't tell if it's our tank or the Germans." ”

The Welsh lieutenant also listened carefully, and he couldn't judge, but whispered to Tybert: "Inform all squads, pay attention at all times, someone must be on guard, don't let the Germans take advantage of the loophole." By the way, is Lipp there? I need him to come over, we need patrols here, and I think he's a good guy. ”

Tybert nodded, and left. In fact, he didn't need to inform every brother anymore. Because it was so cold that even if they fell asleep, they could not help but wake up with a shiver, so most of the brothers did not sleep, they quietly leaned against the foxhole, and then listened to the constant roar of the tank, and their hearts were uneasy.

"Sir, you're looking for me" Lipp came over after a while. He pursed his lips at the Welsh lieutenant, and the scars on his face had already scabbed, making his already kind face look a little hideous.

The Welsh lieutenant looked at him and said: "I have a reconnaissance mission, we don't know the situation on the other side, I hope you can go and reconnoitre, you don't need many people, you can bring radio soldiers"

Lip couldn't help but be stunned, and then he looked at the Welsh lieutenant incredulously and said, "Sir, are you sure?" It's German territory," he asked.

That's why we need to know what we're up against. Do it, Sergeant," the Welsh lieutenant frowned. He understood Sergeant Lip, after all, it was really dangerous.

"Well, as you wish, sir" Lip didn't say anything more, he nodded, and prepared to leave.

"Lip, take Lutz. He's experienced," the Welsh lieutenant added suddenly.

The dark night in the snow had a cold glow from the snow, and the visibility was a little higher than usual. While straightening his outfits, Lutz muttered in a low voice in the tone of a Welsh lieutenant: "Lip, take Lutz, he is experienced and damned, and the experienced should be sent to death." Lip, it seems that you have a lot of experience to listen to. ”

"Lutz" Lipp looked at the resentful Lutz, and couldn't help shaking his head, "First, you do learn quite a lot like the Welsh lieutenant; Second, stop muttering and whining. Third, I need someone with experience to follow me. That's all, okay, let's go, the Germans won't show up for us, there are no searchlights here, there are no flares, what else do you need to worry about? As he spoke, he picked up his rifle and bowed his body, and began to creep towards the side of the village.

"There are Germans and German-made guns there," Lutz muttered one last time, and then followed Lip quietly towards the German position.

The two went to a barn at the edge of the village, entered through the back door, and felt another door to the courtyard, which was on the side of a main road that ran through Norville. It was quiet here. Suddenly, Lipp gestured to Lutz, who was following behind, and motioned for him to crouch down for cover. He quickly touched the haystack in front of him, then turned back to Luz and beckoned him to follow.

"Lip, do you show anything?" Lutz looked around, but there was nothing to be seen here, everything was like a dark shadow, silent here.

"At 9 o'clock, tank, Sherman tank," Lip whispered to Lutz.

Lutz crawled forward, and he soon saw the direction that Lip was pointing, and there were three or four tanks lying sideways, American-made Shermans. They were like huge black monsters lying there.

"Did our men take this place?" Lutz whispered.

"I don't know," Lipp said to Lutz, "contact the lieutenant and ask the lieutenant if our armored forces have already taken this town?" ”

Soon the Welsh lieutenant gave the answer. He didn't know. This upset Lutz, and he couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know, God, what else does he know?" Lip, he told us to check it out."

Lip nodded, and then said to Lutz, "You stay here and wait for me" As he spoke, he quietly lurked towards the tanks, even in the dark night, under the light of the snow, it was obvious that these tanks were destroyed tanks. And next to the tank, there were frozen corpses of American soldiers, lying horizontally and vertically.

Li Pu suddenly felt his heart twitch, quickly covered his chest, ran back quickly, leaned on the edge of the haystack and gasped: "It's really damned"

"What do you see?" Luz asked busily.

"The corpse, which has been frozen for almost a month, is supposed to have been left behind when De Sobury's detachment evacuated Novel, and they fought here at that time." Li Pu couldn't help but say in disgust.

"God, when was that? Is it the day of the month in 944? Luz jumped up suddenly, "Let's go back, Lipp, I hate this damn place"

The news that Lipp had brought back was of little value, they just knew that the village was still occupied by the Germans. The offensive began at dawn the next day. The Welsh lieutenant decided to lead a platoon in the middle of the charge, knowing that in order to lead the morale of the whole team, he had to charge at the front and set an example for his brothers.

As soon as Captain Winters gave the order to attack, the Welsh lieutenant jumped to his feet and shouted, "Guys, let's get out, hurry, move, hurry" and rushed to the front of the line.

Company E charged forward in a skirmish formation, with the team sparsely spread out as much as possible to reduce casualties. Three platoons were on the right, and the second platoon was on the left to charge at the same time, echoing each other. Everyone ran forward as if they were attacking Foy. But the process is much farther than Foy, which is only two hundred meters away, and here it is almost four times as long.

When Company E was only about 300 meters away from the village, the Germans opened fire, they hid it well, and opened fire suddenly, and the soldiers of Company E who rushed to the front fell one after another.

The Welsh lieutenant was nimble at odds with the German fire, and he wanted to run over the burned tank next to him, which could be used as a cover. And around him, there are people who keep falling. They were met with the fiercest resistance from the Germans. The men of the third and second platoons were already cutting into the village with weak resistance.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, and suddenly a German tank rushed out of the road, this tank rushed out of the surrounding woods, it was now horizontal in front of a platoon, and it shot at the Welsh lieutenant who had taken refuge behind the abandoned tank, and immediately lifted him up.

The Lieutenant ran towards him as fast as he could, and the Welsh Lieutenant rolled a few times in the snow before squeezing out of his throat a scream.

The bull Landaumann single-handedly dragged him behind the burned-out house next to him, avoiding the realization of the German tanks. Wales was already shaking with his calves in his hands.

"Wounded calf, Lieutenant, but not very serious" Landowman tore Lieutenant Wales' pants and shouted in the back, "Doctor, Doctor, Lieutenant is injured"

German tanks were on a rampage on the road, and several more brothers were wounded and fell to the ground after being hit by shrapnel from tank guns. White was moving rapidly, and was also knocked to the ground by the air wave of the shell, and after talking, he watched the tank raise its muzzle towards him, sat on the ground, and instinctively raised his rifle to shoot at the tank, and then saw that the tank suddenly burst into flames, and there was an earth-shattering explosion. A P-47 Thunderbolt bomber swooped down and roared in an arc in the sky.

"Thank God" White quickly got up and rushed towards the village.

By this time, the American tanks had already driven over the road, and then turned their guns to shell the German stronghold in the village.