Half past two in the afternoon.
As the convoy moved forward, all the officers and men of the reconnaissance company encountered hordes of Dutch in various places along the three marching routes. They were jubilant, even hysterical.
Before that, the farmer named Yang Pennings helped Lu Li and his party confirm the landing zone, then returned to the small village and notified relatives and friends to come and greet the Allied forces.
Lu Li didn't pay attention at the time. He thought he could get rid of this group of people when the car picked up speed. However, not long after, reality slapped him in the face again.
It was just a time for a few small jokes. Many people who had listened to the broadcast in advance, ignored the obstruction and warnings, walked out of their homes one after another, and looked for the Allied Forces everywhere.
Then, Lu Li's motorcade was blocked on the road.
The first thing you see is orange, because that is the color that symbolizes the Netherlands.
"We are free. Free!"
All kinds of cheers were heard, which made Munch feel that he was not here to fight, but to participate in the celebration banquet. He tilted his head and said: "Boss, they interfered with our schedule."
There was worry in his words. Soldiers like Monk knew that this approach was undoubtedly a burden. They gathered, waved, cheered, and stuffed apples and pears into the back of the jeep. However, ammunition, Fuel drum.
At this moment, Lu Li seriously suspected that the snipers had targeted them, so he warned: "Everyone should wear helmets. You must know that berets have no defensive effect."
"Sir, I can almost expect that the enemy's tank troops will come out of Arnhem to greet us."
Correspondent Jerry adjusted his helmet, fastened the straps, and complained: "This is too dangerous, these people don't know anything!"
"Damn country farmer!"
"A bunch of idiots!"
"They must be accomplices of the Germans."
Angry shouts came from the three cars at the same time.
In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, Lu Li stopped such dangerous arguments and said coldly: "So, set up a gun and kill them?"
"Honk, keep going."
After speaking, Lu Li turned on the car lights and kept honking the horn, but unfortunately it had no effect. He overestimated the IQ of this group of people.
It turns out that in most cases, pig teammates are more terrifying than their god opponents.
I saw a group of children, at the mother's signal, rushing to the front of the car holding hand-sewn orange flags, constantly slapping the car lights and glass windows, like little devils, while the adults surrounded the convoy from all directions, driving around Dancing in circles, like a madman.
"Lu Li, what do you think we should do?"
At this time, Miller's voice came from the walkie-talkie. It was also the first time for him to encounter this situation and he really couldn't think of a way to deal with it.
"I'll go down and talk to them."
"The others stay in the carriage and remain quiet."
Lu Li was helpless. After all, he couldn't really kill these villagers who had good intentions and did bad things.
Therefore, after instructing his soldiers, he walked out of the cab carrying the captured submachine gun.
The next moment, Lu Li regretted it.
The group of children rushed over screaming, pinned small pieces of orange cloth to his combat pants, and jumped around.
The men were also crazy. Most of them were reaching for Lu Li's backpack and stuffing chocolates and fruit candies into it.
"Everyone, it is too dangerous here, and a war may break out at any time, so you should go back first to avoid unnecessary impact."
Just as he was about to continue speaking, an old man came over on crutches, gesticulating and shouting in halting English:
"I'm 78 years old, I've never been in a war before, and I want to see a war."
At this moment, Lu Li understood that there were only a few gentlemen like Mr. Van Ness, who knew how to advance and retreat, and who knew how to proceed.
Good words cannot persuade a damned person.
Since this morning, the people have been dazzled by blind confidence. On the contrary, they, the paratroopers who were originally confident, have become cautious.
"It's been a hard journey, let's have something to drink."
At this time, an enthusiastic Dutch girl pushed through the crowd and handed Lu Li a large plate with beer, milk and juice on it.
Just like this, a prelude was kicked off.
A group of girls came up, tapping on the car windows and waving orange flags.
Francis Monk swore that in the first twenty years of his life, he had never met so many passionate and beautiful girls. Perhaps, the small umbrella hidden in the innermost part of the backpack would come in handy tonight.
There were many soldiers with this idea. They opened the car door, received various condolences from the Dutch, and then took out some small gadgets from their backpacks as gifts in return. What's more, they hugged and kissed the girls unscrupulously.
Of course, most of the people who stepped out of the jeeps were new recruits. They had not experienced war and were simply well trained by the instructors.
"Hurry up and get in the car! Guys, don't forget the mission."
"Be careful of possible snipers!"
At this moment, Lu Li was standing on the front hood of the jeep, trying to stop the soldiers from messing around, while the most beautiful girl was climbing up.
Staff Sergeant Miller felt extremely angry, and at the same time showed his old-fashioned side: "Damn it, go out and kick the recruits' butts! You haven't learned how to fight yet, and you're starting to enjoy it, hurry up!"
Several noncommissioned officers began to do so.
"I have to go."
Seeing this, Munch broke free from the arms of a girl, glanced secretly above his head, and said righteously: "Sir, now is not the time to indulge in pleasure, hurry up and move forward."
Because the most beautiful blonde girl was entangled with Lu Li, making people want to replace her.
"I like this feeling, but unfortunately there are more important things to do." After Sergeant Henry dragged the two soldiers back to the car, he drank half a glass of beer, leaned against the car door and smacked his lips: "The taste is very authentic. .”
"Indeed, for me, these wines are more attractive than girls." The correspondent chewed the crispy and sweet apples and smiled: "How should our new commander choose?"
"Don't do this, it's inappropriate..."
Lu Li was fed up with this kind of entanglement, but he had no choice but to keep avoiding her. However, the girl with the best figure became more and more enthusiastic and got closer to her again.
call out!
There was a sharp whistling sound, wind brushed past the ears, and then there was hot blood.
The Dutch girl fell down.
She took the bullet for Lu Li.
"Sniper!" Munch shouted.
Henry dragged the two people in the car to the back of the car and lifted up the bulletproof steel plate.
He is the marksman of the 1st Airborne Division. His weapon is the Lee Enfield No. 4 rifle with a triple scope installed on it.
In fact, Henry specifically targets military officers. He once killed a German lieutenant with one shot on the battlefield in North Africa, and now he wants to find those hidden colleagues.
Almost at the same time, Lu Li, who jumped off the hood of the car, picked up his MP40 submachine gun and fired directly at the trees sixty yards away.
