Cold guns and stray bullets were flying everywhere, and everywhere was full of death and traps, and Hewitt was worried about the woman's fate and ashamed that he was still sitting in a relatively safe tank.

"I have to be with her!" Hewitt suddenly wanted to stand up, "bang-" and hit his head on the steel plate of the tank, and it hurt!

Hewitt, who had a splitting headache, said to Corporal Steiner, the commander of gun, "I must leave for a while now...... I appoint you as the temporary acting commander to direct this tank forward,...... Don't wait for me, you go to the Amistel Bridge to assist the engineer company in the battle, where reinforcements are badly needed. Hewitt will meet you at the Ellmystal Bridge. ”

"But...... Sir, the troops cannot do without your command! Corporal Fisher chimed in.

Hewitt smiled bitterly: "You are exalting me too much, now that the bridge has been broken, there is no way for the various departments to retreat, only to fight separately, and fight to the last of the last soldiers." Too much interference in command will only get worse, and I'll be back with you soon. ”

"Yes! Sir. "Corporal Steiner accepted the order.

Hewitt pushed the lid of the car and leaned out of the car, the harsh sunlight shining on Hewitt's face, and a hot wind rushed in his face, carrying gunpowder smoke and blood. Hewitt quickly climbed out of the turret and jumped onto the aft deck of the tank, which was still moving at a low speed; Hewitt jumped out of the tank from the side, and when he landed, he staggered and almost fell because of the long bent sitting, and his legs and feet were not very sharp.

Nala was trying to stop the bleeding for the wounded, but the wounds were too many and too deep. The blood was pouring out at a rapid pace, and there seemed to be little hope.

At this moment, the whistle of the bomber's dive was heard in the sky. Hewitt looked up, and in the direction of the sun, a bomber swooped down as fast and accurate as an eagle swooping down against the sun, and Hewitt saw its magazine open and a black bomb fall off.

"Hidden!" Hewitt hurried towards Nala, who was intently bandaging the wounded. Unaware of the impending danger, Hewitt had to leap to her feet and pounce her underneath.

"Boom-" The bomb exploded not far from the Germans, and the dust from the explosion rained down on the Germans. However, the target of the enemy aircraft was not the Germans, but the tank that Hewitt had just left. Hewitt's command car was hit directly by the bomb and was blown into a pile of fragments on the spot, and no one in the tank was spared.

It was the love for Nala. So that Hewitt was lucky to brush shoulders with death.

Heinze, Fisher, Steiner, etc. These comrades-in-arms who shared life and death were wiped out in an instant, Hewitt felt dizzy, the whole person seemed to be numb, and let the bullets fly around, Hewitt sat there thoughtlessly......

Nala wasn't aware of the blow up of the command vehicle, which wasn't necessarily a good thing for her. She was frantically moving the bricks and dirt with her hands, trying to dig out the wounded man buried under the rubble.

"Help me, help me!" She looked at the indifferent Hewitt with resentment.

Nora's shouts woke Hewitt out of his momentary confusion. Hewitt worked with her to pull out the wounded civilians from under the rubble.

At this time, Hewitt recognized that the wounded man was not old. He was a teacher at Robinster's Central Elementary School, had helped the Germans build fortifications, his name seemed to be Strenz, and he was only in his forties. His face was so filthy and dusty that he was barely recognizable.

Strenz's glasses, though still on his face, were shattered, because the injury was so severe that he was already dying, a large mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth, he could no longer speak, he tried to point his fingers to the pocket on his chest, but he swallowed his breath without success.

Unable to grasp exactly what he meant, Hewitt reached into his pocket and trembled and took out a blood-stained photograph of a child—a three-year-old boy, with a line written on the back of the photograph, "Dear wife Susie and child Heinz." Colin, I love you all always! ”

At this time, Nala's shoulders were shrugged and she was crying in a low voice, and Hewitt was also very uncomfortable in her heart, for the sacrifice of her comrades, more for her unpredictable and auspicious future, Hewitt trembled and put the bloody photo into his arms.

"Sir, let's go!" A deep voice rang in Hewitt's ear.

Hewitt looked up and saw that three motorized guards from the battalion headquarters had abandoned their motorcycles and were faithfully surrounding Hewitt, speaking as a twenty-year-old corporal with a sniper rifle in his hand.

Somewhat moved, Hewitt asked him, "What's your name?" ”

"Sir, we all call him 'Killer', and he's in every way." A private next to him chimed in.

Everyone laughed, and Nala burst into tears.

"Alright, let's go." Hueyt nodded, took Nora's hand, and retreated with the three guards towards the Emmystal Bridge.

They walked along the ruined streets, littered with broken walls and broken bricks, and the closer they got to Emmystelle, the more intense the sound of small arms fire.

The private who was walking in front suddenly stopped, he pressed against the wall, "There is a situation!" Hewitt drew his pistol and stopped Nala behind him.

"Boom-" Some cement debris and dust slid down from the heads of the Germans, and a sound of noise came from somewhere above.

The Germans followed the sound and looked up, where an unlucky Russian paratrooper was hanging from the exposed beams of the roof where his parachute had been destroyed, struggling desperately.

Private fired upwards with a submachine gun, "Da-da-da-da, da-da-da......"

"Problem solved!" The private smiled and waved at his companions.

They are in trouble again while crossing a street, where a group of Russian paratroopers has occupied the ruins of a café across the street blocking their way if they fight hard. The terrain and the contrast of force are very unfavorable to them.

"What should I do?" "The Killer" turned back to Hewitt for instructions.

"Let me come!" Nala flashed out from behind Hewitt, and everyone looked at her in amazement.

Nala shouted loudly in Russian to the Russian paratroopers on the opposite side, and the Russians on the opposite side also echoed the voice. With little effort, all the Russian paratroopers on the opposite side withdrew and turned to the west.

Hewitt asked Nala in amazement, "What did you say to the Russians?" ”

"Hewitt told them that a Russian armored column had been ambushed by the Germans in the western block, and that they needed to hurry to reinforcements......" Nala smiled happily.

In this way, the Germans successfully passed through the street junction controlled by Russian paratroopers and continued to advance. In front of you is the Emistel Bridge, but the Russian paratroopers loom in the streets. To rush forward again is nothing more than to lose your life.

Hewitt motioned for everyone to stop their advance, and quickly surveyed the surrounding terrain: on the right side of the German army, there was a commanding height—a tower of a church tens of meters high; And on the left is the ruins of a destroyed residential building. As can be seen from the part that has not collapsed, it was originally a three-story building. Although it does not have the same wide view as the tower, it can be attacked, defended or retreated, making it an ideal place to fight.

Therefore. Hewitt decided to occupy the ruins of the residential building on the left.

Hewitt left a soldier in charge of guarding the movement behind. The Germans quickly ascended to the third floor of the ruins, and through the porous walls, they could clearly observe the situation of the street ahead, and at least a dozen Russian paratroopers were pressing along the street, alternately covering the Emistel Bridge, and in the distance it could be seen that the Emistel Bridge was shrouded in smoke and had broken into three sections. It seems that Company Commander Hans has done the job well!

"Great target!" The sniper, nicknamed "The Killer", smiled and pointed at the Russian paratroopers.

"Okay, let's snipe them!" Hewitt decided that the "killer" would fire alone, because even the addition of two submachine guns would not achieve greater results than a single sniper rifle. On the contrary, it will quickly expose the sniper position of the German army.

The "killer" put the barrel of a camouflaged sniper rifle in the gap in the broken wall, and he was half-crouching. With the butt of the gun on his face, he said, "The Virgin Mary is with Hewitt!" Aiming intently, his finger lightly resting on the trigger......

Hewitt and Nala sat against the broken wall, Nala's soft body snuggled into Hewitt's arms, everyone waited quietly, and only when they were quiet did they realize how tired they were, Hewitt's lips were chapped and he hadn't taken a sip of water for several hours.

"Bang-" The "killer" pulled the trigger, and an exclamation could be faintly heard in the distance.

The "killer" was rapidly retracting the bolt, the bullet casings flipping out of the chamber of the gun, and he was already preparing for a second shot. This time the wait was not as long as the first time, and he quickly locked on his target, "The Virgin Mary is with me!" "Bang-" The "killer" fired a second shot.

"Da-da-da......" Bullets rained down on the tower of the church on the right side of the German army, where the Russians guessed that the sniper was hiding.

Under the cover of the Russian gunfire, the "killer" fired two shots in succession, and the strafing of the Russian submachine guns on the opposite side came to an abrupt end.

"How many did you kill?" Nala asked, smiling.

Hearing such a beautiful beauty asking herself, the "killer" smiled honestly and happily, "Kill three, wound one...... The Virgin Mary is with me......" As he spoke, he pulled the trigger again, and there was a "bang-" crack.

"Haha, I hit a Russian officer in the ass, and he's lying in the middle of the street......" "The killer" chattered a lot because of Nala's presence, laughing as he quickly changed the magazine.

"Let me see ......" Private tried to confirm the "killer's" words, and he straightened up and looked at the wall.

With a "bang", the curious private's body bounced, and with a wave of inertia, the private fell to the ground on his back, and a hole made by a sniper rifle appeared on the center of his bloodied face. The Russian snipers also did a good job!

"We transfer! This place has already been discovered by the enemy. Hewitt hurriedly gave the order.

The Germans had just retreated to the second floor when they heard gunfire from downstairs, and the soldiers in charge of the guard had already exchanged fire with the Russians who had surrounded them.

"Quick! Come on! Hewitt walked briskly with his pistol, and the Germans had to quickly evacuate the house before the Russians approached.

"Bang" Hewitt bumped into a man who was rushing upstairs. I didn't have time to see his face, I just felt that he was wearing a yellow military uniform and was unloading the submachine gun he was carrying cross-body. An instinct. Without any hesitation, Hewitt pressed the barrel of the gun he had raised with his left hand, and the pistol in his right hand was two shots against the stomach of the Russians.

"Bang", "Bang"

The Russian paratrooper collapsed on Hewitt, who unloaded his submachine gun and pushed the body away, and the lifeless body fell hard. Hewitt handed the submachine gun he had just snatched to Nala behind him.

"I ...... I don't need it......" Nala smiled and didn't take it.

"This is the battlefield. ．．．．．． Nora...... The enemy will not be soft because you are a woman. Hewitt insisted.

Although she didn't quite agree, Nala just couldn't bear to flick Hewitt's kindness, so she reluctantly took the submachine gun.

Considering that the bridge has already been blown up. Since the Emistre Bridge was the focus of the Russian attack, Hewitt decided to abandon the plan to move directly to the bridge, first breaking through to the riverbank, and then seeking an opportunity to cross the river. Unfortunately, the soldier in charge of cover did not follow. Presumably he was killed or disoriented.

They can't wait. Grope your way down the dilapidated alleys. Finally able to see the Emistre River! Everyone's spirits rose all at once. The sniper was even sharper-eyed, and the "killer" happily shouted to Hewitt, "Look! Sir, ship! There are boats by the river!! ”

Hewitt followed his finger and saw that there was a Russian assault boat floating on the shore by the river, controlled by their men, which must have been captured by Hewitt's army during the morning battle when the Russians tried to sneak up on the positions of the Hewitt military factory area from the waterway.

"Boat! Boat! "It's like a person walking in the desert who sees the water source, and people have renewed hope for life.

In fact, the person who cheered so much was Miss Nala next to Hewitt. Excited and excited, she threw herself into Hewitt's arms. Her eyes sparkled with a moving light, and she said in a voice that was almost dreamlike, "I can see my mother again!" ”

Never listened to Nala mention her mom. At this time, Hewitt realized the weight of Ludao's mother in Nala's heart, and it was Hewitt's responsibility to send such a good girl to her relatives, and Hewitt secretly swore to himself.

"Yes, we can go home!" Hewitt hugged her tightly, too.

"Yes!" She reciprocated Hewitt with the same enthusiasm, "banging" her steel helmet falling in a warm embrace, her long golden shawl hair pouring down like a waterfall.

"Sir, I'm going to get in touch with the people by the river." The "killer" grimaced, knowingly taking the first step.

Hewitt stroked her hair, comfortably feeling the soft breasts on her chest, the unique feminine fragrance made Huey deliberately confused, raining kisses involuntarily kissed her slightly dirty face, because it was no longer an expression of passion, Nala was a little flustered, she struggled to get out of Hewitt's arms, Hewitt respectfully let go of her.

"Nora!" Hewitt called her name, "You listen to me......"

Nala's face turned red, and she looked at Hewitt with tender eyes: "Sir, don't say ......"

She blushed and ran forward like a frightened fawn, and at that moment a Russian paratrooper suddenly appeared in front of Nora, who was the same as the Russian, a childish baby face of no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and the submachine gun that Nala had raised was put down again.

"Don't!" Hewitt shouted and rushed over, but it was too late!

"Da-da-da......" The Russian paratrooper had already fired the submachine gun in his hand.

Nora's delicate body spasmed and swirled in the rain of bullets, and Hewitt's world and hope collapsed in an instant. Hewitt caught Nora's body in the back with his left hand, and raised the pistol in his right hand at the same time, aimed at the babyface, and pulled the trigger until all the bullets inside were fired.

Holding Nala's toppled body, they fell heavily together. The whole hand underneath was so numb that it didn't feel at all, and Hewitt thought it was broken.

Hewitt lifted Nala's body up, only to see that the red blood was spilling from the corners of her mouth, and the blood on her chest was gushing like a spring, penetrating her green uniform...... Hewitt felt his heart cut to pieces, and tears flowed involuntarily.

"Oh my God, why don't you shoot for?? Why not?? ”

Nala's beautiful eyes miraculously opened, "I'm sorry,...... Sir......"

"Nora!" Tears blurred Hewitt's vision, and her face didn't look real. Hewitt flipped through the medicine box like crazy, and Hewitt didn't know what medicine he was looking for.

"It's useless,...... I'm a doctor......" A pale smile crossed Nala's face.

Hewitt's hands were overwhelmed and he didn't dare to touch her wounds, Hewitt was afraid that she would hurt more, "No! No—you'll be fine. ”

"You're going to be fine!! Aren't you still talking? We're going to get married, and we're going to have many, many children......" Hewitt chattered to himself.

A bitter sourness crossed the corners of Nora's mouth, "...... Sorry, I have a lover's ......"

Hewitt smiled hard: "Oh, of course, a beautiful girl like you......"

Hans...... Lost both legs...... But I still love him......"

"Poor man." Hewitt didn't know who he was talking about.

"......" another mouthful of blood spat out of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes closed. (To be continued......)