Second Lieutenant Miller took out two enemies with a sapper shovel, and then was held by a third enemy against the wall.

The impact made his back hurt excruciatingly.

He screamed and tried desperately to push the Englishman away, but he couldn't—the Englishman was as strong as a bull.

At this moment, a bullet hit the British man in the waist and passed straight through, and blood flowed out of the place where the bullet had pierced, along with the unlucky man's organs.

"Are you alright, sir?"

The soldier who fired the shot asked loudly, and Miller noticed that the soldier had a different unit insignia on his helmet than his own.

"I'm fine, thank you. Your target area should be two kilometers east of us, right? ”

"Yes sir, but our pilot seems to have been shot, and he forced us to land near here before he died, and we heard gunshots from here and rushed over, what are we going to do now?"

"Rush forward and use a pistol to give a shot in the back to every Englishman who is scuffling with our troops, remember to use a pistol!"

The power of the pistol bullet is relatively small, and it generally can't penetrate a person, and even if it does, it has no power. The use of a rifle is likely to send both people who are scuffling together away.

As soon as Second Lieutenant Miller gave the order, the soldiers of this small unit, which had deviated from their original landing area, immediately drew their pistols and began to clean up the British one by one.

Soon the situation in the small square was brought under control, and the remaining British, finding victory hopeless, finally chose to surrender.

At this time, Miller noticed that the gunfire around him had also become sparse, and the rest were the sound of shooting from a distance that he knew was coming from a distance. It seems that the airfield has fallen into the hands of the Germans.

Miller breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to arrange for the soldiers who were still alive to inspect the buildings in the dormitory.

After more than ten minutes, he made sure that the dormitory area was safe, so he called the signal corps and reported the situation to the headquarters on a walkie-talkie, and the headquarters immediately ordered them to be stationed on the spot.

Miller also reported to the command that he had captured a number of British prisoners here, only to be replied that there were no additional personnel to take in the prisoners for the time being, and that Miller was up to him to take care of it himself.

Miller had no choice, so he asked his subordinates to find ropes from the storage room in the dormitory area, tied up the British prisoners one by one, threw them in the small square, and then set up a defensive support point in the two-story building that the British had rushed out of.

For more than an hour, Miller's small unit, which had temporarily reinforced a squad of brother troops, was completely idle. With Miller's acquiescence, the German soldiers began to loot the dead Britons - in fact, the only valuable trophies on the British were watches.

As for Miller himself, he came to the second floor of the building and entered what appeared to be a small room that appeared to be the officer's quarters.

He saw a picture frame on the table, and inside was a family with children, and the man was the officer who had just jumped out of the window. Miller remembered that the officer had been dropped to the ground by the first of the fireteam, as if he had been shot several times, and should not have been saved.

Because of this, Miller looked at the officer's wife with some pity, thinking that such a beauty could only be widowed, which was really a little pitiful.

With that in mind, Miller snapped the frame down on the table and began to look at something else.

Miller was surprised to find Lin Youde's book in the book stacked on the table, he looked at the cover, found the owner's signature on the title page, he estimated that it was the name of the dead officer, after turning the inside page, Miller was even more surprised to find that the book was full of horizontal lines, and almost every page header was written with the officer's reading impressions.

"God, am I going to kill a pan-humanist?" Miller muttered as he continued to turn the pages, until at last he saw the following line in the blank space on the last page of the book: "Although I agree with your ideas, I still have to be your enemy, because I am loyal to my country." ”

Apparently this was the officer's recorded decision.

Miller's mood is very complicated.

At this time, he heard someone calling him from the direction of the balcony. So he decisively pushed open the screen door and walked up to the balcony, only to find that there was another group of German soldiers downstairs.

"Sir!" Miller's deputy captain said loudly, "The command told us to hand over the defense here to the 3rd Assault Team, and we immediately moved to the seashore. ”

"What? To the beach? Miller was surprised.

"Yes," said the second lieutenant, who had led the team to change the guard, "the French are stuck on the beach, and the captain is going to send a small force to see the situation, and if he has the chance, he will pull the French along, and he thinks that this is a good opportunity to sell favors to the French, and Mr. Lin will be happy." ”

"In other words, the French didn't ask us for help, did they?" Miller frowned.

The second lieutenant downstairs shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter anymore, our leader has already given the order, let's carry it out." I've also brought you a newly updated tactical map, along with tactical points to be aware of by the staff officers. ”

As he spoke, the lieutenant pulled out a boxy map and shook it at Miller.

Miller pursed his lips, dropped the phrase "I'll go downstairs now", turned back into the house, and quickly descended to the first floor into the small square.

Miller took the map from the commander of his brother's troops, opened it and looked at it while complaining, "Damn the French, they want to come and land on this island, and now they are doing this, which is only causing us trouble. ”

The second lieutenant of the change unit smiled disapprovingly and said, "Even if we were replaced, it would be difficult to forcibly disembark from the beachhead where a large number of fortifications had been set up around the island, right?" It took the British more than two years to fortify the island, and I've heard they got turrets from abandoned naval battleships......"

"Yes," interjected the squad leader of the squad that had temporarily joined Miller, "the mission of my unit was to capture that battery, and we were supposed to be there, but our planes were unlucky. ”

"I don't know if the battle for the battery is over." Miller spoke, turning his head to look east, as if listening to the sound of gunfire from the east, and after a moment he shook his head, "If the battery is not taken, we may have to eat 380mm shells." ”

"I heard that it was 356 mm shells."

"It doesn't matter." Miller put away the map, then changed the tone of the lieutenant, and said to the second lieutenant who had come to change the guard, "Then, starting from -1147, our army will hand over the defense of the dormitory area to the third assault team. ”

"Yes, we did take over the defense."

After the formulaic handover words, the two ensigns saluted each other.

Then Miller turned back to his brothers: "You all heard, let's go help the French, now move, check the ammunition, and set off in five minutes." ”