"Bang!" A door was kicked open, and several GIs rushed in, and then began to rummage through the cabinets. Roll away as much as you can inside. Although the British had already swept once, it was clear that they were doing a rough job. There are also a lot of tempting gadgets left, which makes some of the brothers of E Company ecstatic.

"God, I like the Dutch, look at the Hubler, how delicate this bell is, are the eyes of the British blind? Why not take it away? "Private Rod? Bane couldn't help but exclaim, it was clear that the good stuff left here was surprising.

Private Bradford? Freeman shook his head and said, "Rod, it's not the fault of the British, it's clear they can't take everything with them. But what I don't understand is why the Dutch didn't take everything of value with them when they left here. Or do they think that only Germans can do it, and those German and Russian soldiers will break into the house, rummage through boxes and cabinets, and steal chickens and dogs, in fact, every American soldier I know has developed such a habit. ”

"They misunderstood us, Radford." "It's puzzling why they think we're different from the Germans and the Russians, but their misunderstandings really benefit us, don't they?" Hubler took several bottles of brandy from the cellar of the farmhouse.

"It's so nice, brandy, I like it." At this time, Radford held out his hand to Hubler, "Give me a bottle, Hubler!" ”

"No, no, don't even think about it, we still have several farmhouses that we haven't found, there will definitely be one there, at most I'll let you go to the cellar first." Hubl hurriedly raised his hand, dodging Radford's hand, and shouted loudly, "Guys, hurry up, let's go replace the next batch, they must be impatient waiting in the trenches." ”

"Hey guys, I found a basket of fruit, who's going to help me?" Freeman shouted loudly and waved at them, Private Robert? Red stepped forward to help, and they found a whole box of apples and pears, which apparently delighted the GIs. They're tired of the smorgasbord of the British, the disgusting stuff.

"Pretty baby!" Hubler laughed, grabbed an apple, wiped it on his clothes, and took a bite.

Hubrough they are full of returns. Of course, Mook's team also gained a lot, and what was even more surprising was that they also milked a lot of milk from the cows in the neighborhood and put them in water bottles, which was the best thing.

"Milk, that's wonderful." Pikak had people make a fire and put milk in a steel helmet and boiled on the fire. The rest of the people ate fruit and brandy that Hubler had brought back.

"That's life, Hubrough!" Freeman nibbled on an apple in his mouth, then took a bite of brandy, "The British should have provided us with something better, and it's not fair that someone in a row got some rum, supposedly from the supplies of the British." ”

"Why didn't we report to the Welsh lieutenant? They could sit in the company with rum and maybe a cigar or steak or something. What a terrible comparison! Red muttered dissatisfied.

"Don't worry about the guys in the row, we'll have it, guys. Wait for the next trip! "Okay, the party is over, we're going on patrol, damn the Germans, always trying to take advantage of it." Don't let them sweep us all together and become prisoners of the Germans while we are boiling milk! So saying, he stood up.

"Boom-" Suddenly a loud bang exploded around.

"German shelling!" Pikak yelled loudly, and then sprang to the ground, holding his head in both hands. The helmet beside him, which was boiling milk, was kicked to the ground with a "clang", and all the milk spilled.

"Damn it!" Pikak looked at the fire gas in front of him, quickly climbed away, looked at the milk all over the floor, and muttered fiercely, "Damn Germans! ”

"Boom-" There were several loud bangs, and the earth on the trench fell one after another, into the necks and bodies of the brothers. The apple that Hubler took a bite of was also covered in dirt.

"Phew!" He spat out the apple and threw it away.

Tybert lay down on the edge of the trench, then braved the dirt and stones splashed by the artillery fire, looked up, and then couldn't help but shout: "Germans, guys, hurry, hurry, the Germans are coming." ”

"My rifle!" Freeman couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, who saw my rifle." ”

"Find it yourself, don't get in the way!" Pikak also got up, and then looked up ahead, and a pair of German patrols, taking advantage of the shelling, began to grope their way this way.

"Private Jason? Follstan, contact the command right away, call the artillery, call the artillery! Pikak shouted loudly at Signal Soldier Stillstan.

"That's it, sir!" Forestin screamed.

"Tybert, you come to report, ask for artillery support!" Pikak yelled at Tybert.

"Damn it!" Tybert muttered under his breath, "He's forgotten where he is again." Despite this, he hurriedly turned on the radio walkie-talkie, and then said loudly: "Request for support, request for support, E Company B call E Company M, artillery support for the Yellow 1st District, add a hundred yards, and three groups of dense fire." All effective attacks! ”

"Boom!" American artillery fire began to attack, and soon the German offensive was contained. Then they began to retreat, which was nothing more than a tentative attack, and in the event of artillery fire or sniper fire, they would retreat. The reverse is also true, the US military will also choose to test the attack, but once it encounters a sniper, it will retreat.

The German shelling stopped, and the Germans retreated. The brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

But everything changed, and everyone looked at the mess on the ground and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Damn the Germans!" Tybert scolded.

"Obviously, our plans have failed!" Tybert chuckled, "Looks like we're going to have to stew again." But before that we have to go on patrol, we can't let the Germans drill our Confucius again. Damn, the front we are defending is too long. It's a struggle for us to cope. ”

During the patrol, the Germans did not act rashly again. But the brothers will never let their guard down again. They inspected the entire front once and then came back for a shift.

Soon after, a second supply arrived, this time with rum and milk that the brothers had been looking forward to, and this time as a supply, which was obviously very exciting. And they also found two baskets of fruit, which were taken from the local material by the regimental headquarters, and there were many apple and pear trees here, and it was the time of the harvest, and the Dutch were gone, so the regimental people took them as one of the food supplies according to local conditions.

"Why is there no coffee?" Red couldn't help but scream.

"Don't even think about it, the supply of coffee can't even be supplied to Colonel Zinke of the regimental headquarters, how can there be ours? That's the prerogative of being an official. Forestin couldn't help but laugh, "Let's be realistic, it's good enough now." I'm satisfied. Milk? I'm very happy to have milk, it's very good! ”

"Alright, alright, guys! Don't discuss this. It's finally much better than the fourteen-in-one that we gnaw on K dry food and the British all day long. Tabort nodded, and then he shouted at Mook: "Mook, Sergei, you two go to the west of the line of defense to have a look, Hubl and Radford, you two go to the north line of defense, bring a radio, and notify you in time if there is a situation." ”

"It's great that if the two of us hang up together, then no one will notify you!" Muk smiled, then beckoned to Sergei, "Let's go, man!" ”

They had barely gone far when the sky was cloudy. It was about to rain. The air was dreary and oppressive, and it was a little breathless, and Hubl and Radford walked slowly along the road, along the embankment, on the winding path below.

Hubl looked at the sky and muttered, "It's damn weather, it's going to rain." Looks like we're going to spend some time in the rain. Man, did you bring a raincoat? ”

"No, what about you?" Radford shook his head.

Hubler shook his head, then smiled wryly: "What a good time!" ”

The two of them were talking about a match, and suddenly there was a "boom!" The muffled sound. Radford suddenly threw away his rifle, then fell to the ground with his head in his hands, and shouted: "Shelling, shelling by the Germans!" ”

Hubler stood still, shook his head and smiled, "Hey, Radford, you're too sensitive." It's thunder, not the damn Germans' cannons, God, I've had enough, and you can't tell the difference between a cannon and a thunder! ”

Radford was a little embarrassed, so he got up with a scolding and a little embarrassed smile: "The Germans who killed me every day make my nerves tired." I really miss taking a vacation. ”

"Me too, I love Paris! And not this damn Holland! Hubl nodded in agreement.

"Hey, Hubrough, when is Company Commander Parks coming back? Will he be a little lingering in Washington? Radford suddenly asked, "Now I miss him a little!" ”

"Who's to say it isn't?" Hubler couldn't help but smile slightly, "If you follow the leader on another mission, that will be the real excitement." Man, want to get a medal? Then follow the leader! ”

"Boss? Do you all call him Chief? Radford suddenly laughed, "I like that title." Chief? I really want to have this chance, it's exciting enough to think about it. ”

"And medals!" Hubler smiled, then took out a Silver Star medal from his backpack, "Look, Radford, what a beautiful baby!" It's a lifetime memory. ”

"Let me see!" Radford said as he reached for it.

"No, no, don't get dirty!" Hubler hurriedly flashed, carefully put the medal into his backpack, and then smiled, "Don't worry, now that Lieutenant Parks is the company commander, you also have a chance, man, sooner or later." ”

(To be continued)