Most of the German troops in Lambrenne were concentrated on the west coast of the bridge, and the paratroopers who crossed the bridge fought positions with the paratroopers who swam across the bridge. On a battlefield of only a few square kilometers, the two sides fought extremely fiercely. The German troops relied on the defense line composed of buildings in the town, like bunker groups, paratroopers attacking in the dark only had mortars, rocket launchers and light machine guns in their hands, and it would be difficult to clear these German troops relying on the "strongholds". If the strength of both sides was not nearly one to three, the paratroopers might have chosen to bomb the bridge and run away.

After seeing the attack being blocked, the upper and lower parts asked with annoyance that could not be suppressed: "Where is the Wilsh's team?"

No one answered that another team that was swimming by detour had already exchanged fire with the German army, but the Wersh team, which was highly anticipated by the colonel, had not yet moved. An officer whispered: "Sir, why not send another team."

"Organize people immediately and go swimming downstream. In an hour, you must go from..." Before the Colonel's words were finished, the gunfire became even more intense. The sound of the M1 carbine and Thomson submachine gun came from the town.

"It's them!"

"These young men have finally taken action." The colonel breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "Order the front line to increase the offensive efforts and do not let the German army free up!"

"yes!"

The most frustrating thing about fighting is being attacked by someone, just like during a fight. You and your opponent were fighting back and forth, but at this moment, someone started to make trouble from behind. Are you distracted, or distracted?

If you are distracted, it is easy to cause a frontal collapse. After all, all the troops on both sides are accustomed to this level of fierce fighting. If one side suddenly transfers some of its manpower, it is easy to cause an avalanche to be distracted?

If you don’t get distracted, just wait for death. The power of attacks behind will definitely increase your temper. One after another, you will be digging your flesh tirelessly. In the end, you will probably not even have a skeleton left.

This is the case with the German army. With its disadvantaged forces, they barely maintained the current draw situation, but the sudden vitality that came out of the back forced the German army to find a way to draw people from the already stretched people to resist the cold knife behind.

The Wersh team where Zheng Yingqi was located collided with the defensive forces separated by the German army, but... the other party actually sent only 7 people!

【7 people? Germans... I really look down on people.】

Zheng Yingqi muttered in his heart, and simply climbed up to a building. After several extreme jumps that looked like cool run, he appeared on the left side of the defense line that the German army hurriedly arranged. Three defensive grenades directly poured into the German position. With the explosion, the German army pieced together and pulled out seven people, and instantly fell down five. When the remaining German army saw that it was impossible, they immediately chose to escape decisively.

In terms of combat will, the German army swept across Europe was worse than the Japanese army, but the German army's equipment, tactics and firepower left the Japanese army 18,000 miles away. It was like Zheng Yingqi, who wanted to take advantage of the high place, chose to run away without hesitation. As expected, not long after he went down, a mortar shell was attracted on the roof where he had just settled.

【Fuck it, the fight is so accurate!】

Zheng Yingqi cursed with fear, but then his eyes were attracted by the situation in the building. In the building that was blown up by a mortar, a man was holding a woman and a pair of children in his arms and trembling. His despair and helpless look appeared extremely pale and powerless in the explosion.

When this war came suddenly, the people in the town had no time to pull it away. Just like the people in the village before, they could only pray to God for the impossible blessings in the flying of bullets and the roar of shells.

After experiencing the mortar shells, the house was already like it was about to collapse at any time. Perhaps the shock wave of the shell could bury the family of four in the collapsed ruins and turn them into four unwilling and helpless souls.

Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath, ran to the inside of the building where the walls collapsed, and shouted in broken French: "Hand the child quickly!"

The man looked at Zheng Yingqi who was rushing in in fear. It was not until Zheng Yingqi roared and gave him the child that he was shocked and quickly transferred his seven or eight-year-old daughter to Zheng Yingqi, and then handed him the slightly older boy. Zheng Yingqi clamped the two children with his left and right arms, jumped out of the ruins, kicked open the door of the next room, and stuffed the two children in.

Maybe it was Zheng Yingqi's friendliness that gave the man great courage, or maybe it was because of the loss of children. The man grabbed the woman's hand and put the woman down from the second floor where there was no stairs. Then he climbed down with difficulty and ran towards Zheng Yingqi.

As soon as he ran to the middle of the street, the man who was pulling the woman to run wildly suddenly fell to the ground. Then the woman cried heart-wrenchingly in the rain of bullets. The man roared and pushed the woman away, signaling the woman to run into the building, while he was struggling to crawl hard on the street full of broken bricks.

Zheng Yingqi poked out at the wall and shot a long shot in the direction of the bullets flying. The flashing gun flames not far away never lit up again. The woman with disheveled hair was like crazy, dragging the man's body, taking advantage of the safety gap that Zheng Yingqi had won for them and ran to the house.

"I was shot in my leg and didn't hurt the artery, so there was no big problem." Zheng Yingqi helped the woman drag the man into the house. After checking the wound, he told the frightened woman that he admired the woman very much. He did not leave his man behind in the rain of bullets, but dragged him out of danger. Such courage is simply incredible for those who have not experienced the baptism of war, have not experienced bullets around him, and are flying over his head!

The woman hurriedly thanked her, then tore off her clothes and wanted to bandage the wound for the man. Zheng Yingqi reached out to stop her, took out the medical bag she carried, and said, "Use this. After the battle, you can ask our military doctor for help and get him bullets."

Amid the woman's thanks, Zheng Yingqi was about to leave the building, but the little girl ran over and said to Zheng Yingqi: "Sir, thank you, are you the messenger of God?"

The child's pure eyes were like angels. Zheng Yingqi smiled brightly, stroked the little girl's head, and said, "What a cute little angel, well, a strong little angel. I am not a God. In this world, no one is God, but there are always people who want to be God, but I am not."

With the thanks from this family, Zheng Yingqi returned to the hellish battlefield.

After seeing Zheng Yingqi, Ali shouted, "Jacob, where have you been? I just thought you were finished!"

"Author your auspicious words, but even if you are finished, I will still not die." Zheng Yingqi retorted, then entered his own combat position, and continued to turn into a sharp sword and stabbed the German army's... chrysanthemum...

The German army finally collapsed.

They were forced to give up their positions and began to flee, but the battlefield was far from safe at this time. In the dark night, no one knew how many German troops were hiding like a poisonous snake in the building. So after the German army ran away, the paratroopers began searching door to door. During this search, there were scattered gunfire and explosions, some of the German army's final resistance, and some of the misunderstandings caused by the paratroopers' nerves.

Of course, no one would say it was a misunderstanding, and the German army would become the best target for the blame.

Compared to another swimming team that was blocked by more than a dozen German troops outside the town, Wersh's team not only defeated the German hero, but also killed at least twenty-five German troops in the battle, killing one-third of the entire battle. As heroes, there was naturally no need to carry out the final cleaning work. They slept into the searched house amid the scattered gunshots. With the hypnotic scattered gunshots, they fell asleep in a drowsy way with their eyes closed.

Compared to the first night after D, the paratroopers nowadays can find a place to close their eyes and enter a wonderful dreamland in the shortest time. Compared with the sadness of the real world, dreamland is always so attractive.

...

In the temporary command, the colonel was roaring in anger....

"Four days! We are actually going to stick here for four days!"

The colonel's rage was burning.

According to the previous plan, after he led his men to seize Lambler, at most two days, the subsequent support troops would enter Lambler. However, reality taught the group of bastard bureaucrats in the command center a lesson. After successfully landing, they did not drive straight in as expected, but instead cleared the German army bit by bit, so reinforcements were expected to appear in four days.

Of course, the command center also humanized: If it is absolutely necessary, it is allowed to give up Ramler, but the bridge by the Ramler River must be blown up.

However, this last resort is a painful thought-provoking situation?

"Fuck it!" The colonel continued to curse in the command center, but he did not dare to amplify the voice, for fear that others would hear it would affect morale. This is the basic quality of the commander and the most helpless thing for the commander. At any time, even if he was panicked, he had to pretend in front of his subordinates:

Don’t panic, I have a clear idea in my heart!

This is the situation of the Colonel now, and he was so panicked!

The subsequent troops were still fifty kilometers away from Lambler, which means that their troops were alone and their intentions would be unreservedly displayed in front of the German army. It is unquestionable. They will definitely easily judge the intentions of this troops. What is the result?

Of course, I was excited to welcome you with a gun!

"Idiots! A bunch of bastards who are raised by words! I really should throw them all to the front line and let them know what war is!" The colonel cursed the guy sitting in the office and pointed at him.

After venting, the colonel calmed down and began to study the current situation with concern. He now needs weapons, ammunition, light and heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, and mortars. He had no choice but to send a message again for help, hoping to replenish himself by airborne. For these young children, he had to lower his face and beg the command officials.

At the same time, he had to build the entire town into a hell site. Only in this way can these children in the town live until the arrival of reinforcements...

After the report of the grandson selling his poor grandson, he left the command center that made him feel at ease and walked into the town.

At this time, the residents of the town had almost evacuated. In the huge town, only the paratroopers who had experienced many wars had completely changed their mindset. From the dangers that did not come to me, they would definitely come to me, so they kept strengthening their positions and creating a safe small "nest" for themselves as much as possible.

Seeing this, the colonel sighed silently. After the battle ended, how many young people could be active here?

This... a damn war!

...

The Wersh team walked out of the room in the morning sun, with a full face, which made the tired soldiers extremely envious, but just envy. As they had experienced a fierce battle with the Wersh team, they knew how outstanding this team was. The outstanding people always had one or another privilege. After all, when facing death, the outstanding people were actually closer.

"Gentlemen, it's time for us to do work," said Wilsh, stretching, "Jon, you have good skills. I believe you can prepare us a rich breakfast and throw the damn K-class dry food away. Go to the town to collect food, prepare breakfast for us, and we will solve your position for you. How about this deal?"

"Remember to clean up and don't let the damn German guys break through easily!" Jon reminded him worriedly. Everyone laughed. Jon rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a big deal. Jon kept boasting that his dream was to be a chef. When he was only one step away from the chef, the war broke out. He signed up for the airborne troops, and his dream was out of reach again.

However, Zheng Yingqi felt that Jon was only one step away from the chef's dream, which meant that he had put on a chef's uniform, rather than having any superb skills. This was his illusion that Jon would not make a pot of dark dishes.

According to Azov's arrangement, the Wersh team was responsible for guarding a position at the west end of the town, but according to the requirements, they had to prepare three positions to retreat. It can be inferred that the colonel's defense philosophy was to resist step by step, and then drag the German army into the cruel street battle, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

Just as everyone was busy packing their positions, a crisp sound rang:

"Sir! Sir! Is it you?"

Zheng Yingqi turned around and saw the little girl she saved last night standing behind her with a basket. After seeing Zheng Yingqi, the little French girl smiled and said, "Sir, I finally found you!"

"Cute little angel, why are you still here? Don't you know? The Germans are coming soon!"

"This is the breakfast my mother made for you," the little girl raised the basket to Zheng Yingqi and said, "Mom said you must have not eaten well for several days. I have never found you, and my brother and I haven't left."

I actually had a relationship with a French family...

Zheng Yingqi was amused in his heart. He took the little girl's basket, took out the breakfast inside, and said, "Hurry up and leave here with your brother, this place will soon become a battlefield."

"Well, my brother and I will leave now. Sir, I'll tell you a secret..." The little girl walked to Zheng Yingqi and whispered: "My brother and I hid a lot of good things under the brick on my stairs. If you are greedy, go there to find it. That's what my brother and I left for you."

"Okay, thank you for your kindness, I will definitely go and find it."

"Goodbye sir!"

The little girl jumped away from the busy place and looked at the little girl leaving, Zheng Yingqi smiled.
Chapter completed!