"We're on our fourth day in the defensive line. The weather was still sunny and I stayed in the foxhole, protected from German artillery fire and snipers. I used to fantasize about what war was like, but I was lost in the real war field. I don't know how long I'll be lying dormant like a gopher like this, and I, and all the other brothers, will just sit down in the ground dirty and scared. If the war is over, I think this memory will stay with me for the rest of my life - pain and hope. ”

This is a passage that Webster wrote in his notebook. He didn't have time to shave, so his beard was already full of cheeks, and he closed his notebook, leaned his back against the foxhole, and looked up at the few clouds floating in the sky.

The brothers of Company E spent several days in boredom, but had to defend themselves against sniping from the Germans and occasional shelling. Small, medium-scale shelling also occurred, and if the slightest carelessness could result in the Germans being killed or wounded. There was a guy in the third row who was shot in the ass by the Germans for climbing out of the foxhole to pee.

"What a hapless fellow!" White said this to Gordon, who was hanging out in the foxhole next to him.

"That must be a lucky guy, but it's good that he didn't pee on the German, otherwise his balls would be in danger!" Gordon is clearly more aggressive than White.

But it also made Winters more demanding of his brothers in E-Company. For those who wanted to climb out of the foxhole, he told the platoon commanders to strictly control it. But this didn't make the brothers of Company E afraid, and some guys kept crawling out of the foxholes to let out the wind, otherwise I was really worried that they would go crazy.

In a foxhole next to Goneri was a squad of machine gunners, Private Woodrow? Robbins, this guy doesn't care if he doesn't warn or not, he climbs out of the foxhole several times a day.

"Hey, Mr. Gonorrhea, did you see that?" Robbins yelled at Guerneri.

Goneri followed his gaze and looked behind the position, where several fat Normandy cattle were grazing. Even the occasional shell exploded in front of the position, but it didn't startle the cows, they only ran around once in a while, and then they didn't move at all, just looked at the side of the position.

"They are much more daring than the brothers of E-Company!" "They're used to the sound of cannons and gunfire, and that's not a good thing, for animals like them who are eaten meat." ”

Robbins also laughed, "Hey, Mr. Gonorrhea, shall we go get some beef to eat?" ”

"I'm not willing to take any chances, but I can share the results with you!" Goneri cowered in the foxhole, not moving.

Robbins couldn't persuade him, so he climbed up and shot one of the cows. And then a guy crawled out of the foxhole on the other side of him, was Private Bill? Howell.

The two of them slaughtered the cow and then moved it back to the vicinity of the foxhole in several parts.

"Goneri, come out with a knife, the two of us can't finish the beef here, we must score some points for you!" Robbins yelled at Guannery, "Do you still want to nibble on that damn K-food?" ”

Obviously, the lure of beef was enough to make Goneri crawl out of the foxhole and share the spoils with the two guys. He cut off a large piece of steak and started a fire in the foxhole.

The beef made a "sizzle" sound on the fire, and Gneier pulled a spice bottle from his pocket and sprinkled it on top of the beef, which he had brought with him from the military cafeteria in Carrington. It was black pepper and salt, which they had used so much better when they had beef in Carrington.

"Here you go, Robbins." Goneri sprinkled some and threw them to Robbins.

"I've got this." Robbins held up a bottle in his hand and smirked, "Bill, do you have one?" ”

"I have it too!" Howell smiled and shook the bottle in his hand, "Give it back to you, Goneri, or use it yourself!" ”

The bottle was back in Guernelli's hand. In fact, because of the killing of cattle and meat in Carrington, many people prepared this thing, and they always thought that there would definitely not be only one such opportunity. Now is also the time to witness their prophecy.

The aroma of beef wafted through the positions of E-Company and soon attracted the attention of the others, so a large piece of beef was cut into countless small pieces, and the steak was cut into pieces, and they fell into the hands of most of the E-Company brothers.

"Lieutenant!" Parks was lying on the edge of the foxhole, holding a telescope to observe the movement of the opposing position, when someone shouted behind him, he put down the binoculars, and looked back to see that it was Gunelli.

"We found some beef." Gurneir smiled, "Brothers think we should give you a share." So......" Goneri shrugged his shoulders, knowing that Parks must have understood what he meant, "here you go, it's yours!" As he spoke, he handed over a large piece of steak, then handed over his own bottle of black pepper and salt.

"Well thought out! How did you come up with the idea of collecting such a thing? Parks took it and smiled at him, "I haven't eaten beef in days, so I miss it!" ”

"Enjoy!" Goneri laughed, and then prepared to crawl back into his foxhole.

"Goneri!" Parks stopped him.

"What? Lieutenant, is there anything else? Goneri looked at him with some confusion.

"Well—I want to say, does Lieutenant Winters have any?" Parks said, holding up the steak in his hand, "If you're not prepared, you can give him half of mine!" It's a must, and you know what it's for! ”

Goneri was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "I know, Lieutenant, I'll go prepare one, don't worry, that cow is fat, enough for us to eat for a few days." So saying, he went back to his foxhole and got ready.

Parks' meaning is actually obvious, such a thing as slaughtering fat cows, it is okay once, but if there is more, then it must be given to the highest commander, which is called blessing sharing. As soon as he said that, Goneri understood.

Sure enough, Winters received a steak, and even Nickerson was treated because he happened to be with Winters as well. It made him happy. After all, no one likes to eat a hard-to-eat K-size ration.

"Thank you, Goneri!" Winters didn't say anything, he just thanked Guneri for the steak.

"It's nothing. The brothers feel that you should give the lieutenant some of them, this is the brother's heart! Goneri said, and crawled back in. Obviously he did the right thing this time.

"Do you believe they'll remember you?" Nickerson pierced a steak with a bayonet, then lit a fire in the foxhole, and started the barbecue, asking Winters casually.

"I don't understand what you mean! Nick! Winters smiled, then laughed, "I see, this is a bunch of cunning fellows, and it seems that I have eaten this beef, and I will have to help them speak, if anyone complains about Colonel Dawsink!" ”

Nickerson shook his head and smiled, "I don't believe you when you say that." Actually, you've long seen why Gunneri did this, but why didn't you refuse? ”

Winters looked at him with a smile and said, "yes, why don't I refuse?" Nick! ”

"Because they are the brothers of your company, what will they think in their hearts if they refuse? You know for sure. That's where your cleverness lies, well done, Winters, so that the brothers will have a sense of affection for their company commanders! ”

Winters smiled and said, "I knew you understood, but there was no prize if you guessed correctly!" As he spoke, he raised the steak in his hand to Nickerson, "It's a pity that there is no black pepper and salt, otherwise it must taste very good!" ”

At this time, he saw Nickerson take out a small bottle from his pocket as if he was playing a trick, and then began to sprinkle it on the beef of the two, and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect you to hide this thing too." ”

"You're definitely not used to carrying something like this, because you're a company commander, and you're just a staff officer!" Nickerson laughed, "And dare I say you didn't cook a lot before." ”

"You're right, usually I just taste the delicious things that are cooked, like this!" Saying that, Winters had already cut off a piece of beef, then put it in his mouth and chewed it, puffing out his cheeks, while nodding to Nexon and saying seriously: "Well, it tastes pretty good, it seems that your cooking skills are quite good." ”

The beef feast of e-company has made many people get a little happiness temporarily. For two days in a row, they enjoyed the delicious beef, and because it was relatively calm, with only occasional shelling or sniping, and no one was injured.

But the following day, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the German artillery fire became fierce. The machine guns kept splashing the dirt in front of the position, and then with a "bang", a shell exploded tight in front of Howell's foxhole.

"Damn it!" Howell cursed to himself, and quickly jumped out of his cover and ran towards the foxhole of Goneri. At this time, the second mortar shell exploded almost at the same point of impact.

Guneri was crushed by Howell's jump, and he couldn't help but complain, "Damn, you're holding me down." He tried to move, but his waist was so crushed that he couldn't move.

"Howell!" Goneri shouted, but there was no movement, and he barely turned his body to look, and between Howell's eyes like brass bells stared at the cannonball in front of him exploding in front of the position.

With a "boom-" sound, the shells gradually deflected away from them.

"Hell!" Howell screamed. In fact, he had to scream every time it exploded.

"That's enough, Howell!" Goneri yelled again, "Get out of your bulky body, you're so overwhelming that I'm almost out of breath, do you want my life?" ”

The distance of the cannonball made Howell quickly sober up, he heard Guneri's shout, and then quickly turned over and got up, and smiled at him embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Guneri, I didn't mean to, I ...... Just trying to dodge the shells of that damn Germans. ”

Yes, after two days of calm days, the brothers of Company E were again nervous by this burst of artillery fire. They began to stay in foxholes again, easily coming out and living like gophers again.

In this way, they endured two weeks, until June 29, when the 83rd Infantry Division came to take over the defensive line.

(To be continued)