"Land from!"
With surprise in his voice, Miller, wearing a Stormtrooper uniform, turned off his motorcycle engine and rushed over.
Although Mr. Van Ness could not figure out the situation, he did not dare to act rashly and stood aside silently.
"Man, what's wrong with you?"
However, when he saw how badly Lu Li's face looked, the big man Miller panicked instantly. He looked from top to bottom, looking for wounds, and hurriedly took out various medicines from his pocket.
"It's okay, it's just that I haven't had enough rest recently and am a little exhausted..."
"I knew it!"
"I shouldn't have let you skydive then!"
"I should have reported this to my superiors."
The more he thought about it, the more guilty Miller felt, leaving Lu Li speechless for a while.
Mr. Van Ness had some vague guesses, but he couldn't help but ask, "Do you two know each other?"
"This is Sergeant Miller...also from England. He wears this clothes...probably for ease of movement..."
With Miller's help, Lu Li reluctantly stood up and explained a few words in a low voice.
"So, what are your plans next?"
The old man asked quickly, because he was busy taking his family to escape, and if possible, he didn't want to waste any time.
"Of course it's a mission, but we need to find those two guys."
After hearing Lu Li's answer, Miller keenly judged the general situation: "Are there soldiers around you? Where have they gone?"
There was rebuke in his words, and he obviously thought that those soldiers had lost their duty.
"The investigation situation has gone away, but his whereabouts are currently unknown."
In fact, Lu Li never felt that the soldiers were at fault, it was the higher-ups who were at fault.
Thinking of this, he sighed: "This is a bad airborne operation. The intelligence department is like sleepwalking. It doesn't even know how many air defense positions the enemy has..."
"No, now is not the time to complain. At least we are still alive." The big man Miller shook his head, his voice a little low: "There are still many brothers who have sacrificed before they set foot on this land, so we must complete the task and guide everyone The troops airborne successfully."
"You find a place to rest first, and I will bring the military doctor here in the afternoon."
It must be said that Miller is a qualified non-commissioned officer who can be calm, restrained and decisive at critical moments.
boom--
Suddenly, gunshots rang out and someone fired into the air.
"Kraut! Put your hands up where we can see them! Quick!"
"Your large forces have evacuated from Wolfheice, give up those unrealistic ideas."
These two guys, John and Monk, come back again and again.
As a result, as soon as he turned into the alley, he saw a big German soldier questioning his parents. You can imagine the anger in his heart. If Lu Li hadn't been in his hands, they would have shot him.
"It's me, Chelsea Miller."
After saying that, Miller threw the gun to the ground, turned around with his head in his hands, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart: he had survived the most difficult stage, his fate was good, he did not die in the hands of the enemy, but he was likely to be killed by his own people.
"Sir, it turns out you are alive too, that's great..."
Private Monk quickly put down his gun, but for some reason, John standing next to him always felt a little depressed. Could it be that there was something going on between the two?
However, thinking about it, this guy's movements were not slow at all. He put away his gun and saluted: "Hello, sir, I am John Steele from another action team."
Four people were not even a combat team, and two of them were wounded.
After looking away, Miller silently made a judgment in his mind and laughed at himself: "I have never seen so many non-commissioned officers commanding so few soldiers."
Two sergeants, two privates, one per person?
Xiangbi, the big guys sitting at the headquarters drinking tea and having a meeting never imagined that this would happen.
"Let's move together. I'm just out of strength. Just sit in the car and rest for a while."
Seeing everyone gathered, Lu Li insisted on performing the task. In his opinion, this was similar to grabbing a scene when filming or participating in a dungeon when playing a game. In the end, it would definitely be taken into consideration when the exam was settled.
"are you sure?"
As he said that, Miller glanced at him and John with a hesitant expression.
"I insist on this!" Lu Li said firmly.
Except for his left arm, which was stabbed by the silver dagger, the rest of his body is just sore, and it should be fine after a while.
As for John, who had lost too much blood, it was best to stay at a certain home to rest and recover to prevent his injury from getting worse.
What's more, there are only three seats on the military motorcycle, so there is really no room for him.
"You stay and rest for now. We will send someone to pick you up later." Lu Li looked at John and said in a deep voice, "Soldier, this is an order, you must obey it!"
After saying this, Lu Li felt guilty.
However, John didn't think so at all. The effects of the morphine had worn off, and he now felt a dull pain in his feet, as if a dull knife was constantly cutting his flesh.
Not only that, other bad omens have appeared now: the hand holding the gun belt starts to sweat, the steps are sloppy, and the vision is blurred.
Once a battle breaks out, he may faint at any time, and forcing himself to participate in the action is definitely holding him back.
Thinking of this, Private John nodded quickly, "Yes, sir."
"Wish ya'll good luck."
Hearing this, Lu Li turned his head and looked at the old man: "Then I'll leave it to you, Van Ness first."
"Let him hide in the basement for a while, and you'd better get out of here quickly, especially away from Arnhem. Please keep the money and keep it for the road."
As he spoke, Lu Li took out a stack of Dutch guilders from his pocket, and then looked at Miller.
Miller understood instantly and took out all the money he had on him and handed it to the strange old man in front of him.
"Just keep it, these things will soon be useless to us."
This is all they can do to compensate.
A few minutes later, a strange combination left Wolfhetzer. A large man in a Stormtrooper costume sat in the driver's seat, and behind him were two British soldiers.
At the same time, His Royal Highness Prince Bernhard, son-in-law of the Queen of the Netherlands and Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, gave a radio speech in London:
"The moment of liberation that the Netherlands has waited so long for is now very close, and the Allies are about to cross the Dutch borders... I ask all of you to welcome the Allies to our homeland with all your heart."
After receiving this news, Dutch people everywhere were rejoicing. Even the stingiest factory owners did not hesitate to spend money and began to print small badges and ribbons with orange patterns.
In Runcombe Heath, a village with only a few dozen households, people crowded into the local cloth shop. Snook, the clerk, was busy cutting ribbons. He could sell them as fast as he could.
After the villagers got the ribbon, they proudly hung it on their chests with pins, as if celebrating Queen's Day. They kept singing "Ode to William" and "Oranges Supreme!" 》.
