Chapter 325 Water of Life

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There were many sandbags piled in the area where the trees extended to the grass, with camouflage nets propped up on top of them. Between the camouflage nets and the sandbags, the barrel of an 88MM gun was blown off.

He took two steps forward, jumped into a trench that was half a man's height, and tapped the fence used to fix the soil layer with his gun. It felt very strong.

There were some dead German soldiers in the trench. Judging from the degree of decomposition, they had been dead for at least two or three days. There was a constant stench, and swarms of flies buzzed in from all directions.

Ryder followed Lin Yue with an MP40 submachine gun in hand, spitting outside the trench from time to time.

"Right-angled trenches, one, two, three, four, four 88mm guns..."

Lin Yue walked into the side headquarters and found a corpse with a military uniform with an eagle head on its armband. Although the person had been dead for a long time and there were still scars on the face caused by shrapnel, the face was very similar to the person in the impression. .

"Ensign, Ensign, be careful of mines." Ryder reminded kindly from behind.

"I'm fine." Lin Yue promised, unbuttoned the collar of the fallen American soldier, and pulled out the dog tag hanging around his neck.

Company A, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne Division, Hull.

"Signal Corpsman Hull?"

Lin Yue turned around and glanced at the abandoned artillery position, not knowing what words to use to describe his mood.

Yesterday I met Captain Miller and others in Newey Town, and today I met characters from "Band of Brothers."

"Second Lieutenant, what's wrong?" Ryder asked with a confused look on his face when he saw him staring blankly at a corpse of an American soldier.

"Oh." Lin Yue came back to his senses: "Do you know what the American sniper's favorite food is?"

Ryder shook his head: "I don't know."

Lin Yue took out a pack of chewing gum from Hull's pocket and threw it to Ryder: "Chewing gum."

This was Ryder's first combat with the U.S. military. He had only heard of the U.S. military using chewing gum as daily sweets from soldiers who had returned from the North African battlefield.

Ryder took out a piece, opened it and put it in his mouth: "It tastes good."

Lin Yue touched Hull again and found a bag of compressed biscuits and a few pieces of chocolate. He kept the compressed biscuits and threw away the chocolates. If this thing is placed in the world of "My Commander, My Regiment", the cannon fodder regiment can break its head for it, but when it comes to the European battlefield, as an officer, he can eat German chocolate, how can he be greedy? Chocolate that even the US military despises.

The map files in the headquarters were taken away. He searched and found nothing of value, so he took Ryder away from the artillery position and continued towards the radar station.

After walking for almost an hour, a US military transport plane that exploded into two pieces caught his attention.

After confirming that there was no danger, he got into the cabin and searched, and found some food. They also found a Browning pistol on a body that was burned beyond recognition and the dog tag could only vaguely read the word "Mihan". It still works after trying it.

Just like he had given Ryder the gum before, he tossed the pistol over.

Ryder asked, "For me?"

Lin Yue replied: "What else?"

Ryder didn't know what to say. You must know that even in Germany, where the machinery manufacturing industry is very developed, pistols are not common. They are generally owned by officers and soldiers in special positions. It is difficult for ordinary soldiers to get them. He followed the large army From Germany to Poland, to France, and then to the battlefields of Eastern Europe, I have always carried a Mauser 98K on my shoulder. Now, I followed the Japanese second lieutenant and picked up an American Browning pistol within two days.

"Let's go."

After searching the wreckage of the plane, the two continued to move forward.

Near noon, the two of them walked around and finally found the radar station.

What shocked and admired Ryder was not only Lin Yue's generosity. Unlike the officers he had followed before, he took all the good food and food for himself and only gave out the unwanted ones to his subordinates. It was also because he could always detect danger in advance. As they walked, they encountered groups of U.S. paratroopers no less than three times, but the two of them escaped safely each time.

After getting the code and confirming their identities, the people at the radar station let the two of them into the sand pit.

An MG-42 machine gun, five German soldiers, the highest ranking man is a sergeant named Richard.

The other party asked them why they came here. Lin Yue said that he was separated from the main force and he was going to Caen to find his boss.

The five German soldiers did not raise any suspicion because the training officers from Japan were independent of the German command system. Normandy was now in the hands of the US military. It was normal for the Germans to advance and the Japanese to retreat, not to mention that there was a German soldier accompanying them.

Ryder was very puzzled. This was not what Lin Yue said before. Why did he change his mind again here? But he wouldn't ask that question in front of five German soldiers.

The radar station was destroyed, but because of the terrain, it was a good firepower point.

According to Sergeant Richard, the regiment headquarters formulated an interception plan based on the intelligence returned by the reconnaissance aircraft - relying on the advantage of our own troops' familiarity with the terrain, building firepower points around the town in the landing area of ​​the US airborne troops, in order to Interfering with the enemy's combat plan, killing US infantry units and preventing them from converging, further reducing the pressure on the 21st Armored Division, 12th SS Armored Division, 17th Panzer Grenadier Division and other main attack forces.

The machine gun squad in the sand pit of the radar station originally had ten people. On the way here, they exchanged fire with US paratroopers many times. In the end, only five of them arrived safely.

"Thank you for your hard work. You are all doing well." Lin Yue consoled them hypocritically while taking out the food that had been handed over from various units in the past two days, including the German army's standard sausages and butter, as well as salty ones. Canned goods from the American army, and desserts that only officers were rationed. In the end, he even managed to conjure up two bottles of red wine.

When carrying out such a task, of course there will be no cooking soldiers carrying thermos cans coming to deliver stewed meat and vegetable soup. Usually it is just compressed biscuits mixed with hot water. Now Lin Yue took out so much food in one go, the food in the sand pit The German soldiers were dumbfounded.

No wonder some people say that the Japanese army treats its soldiers very harshly. Many of them don't even have enough to eat and are in a state of long-term malnutrition. Does this also explain why the Japanese soldiers are so small? Now it seems that this is not a rumor, but a fact. Otherwise, why would the Japanese second lieutenant’s backpack be filled with food? I'm scared of being hungry.

Although according to regulations, drinking is not allowed during missions, few people take the regulations seriously. Just like smoking can easily expose the target, but how many soldiers do not smoke?

What's more, if six or seven people share two bottles of red wine, there's basically no chance of them getting drunk.

Sergeant Richard and his men happily accepted Lin Yue's invitation. Except for one person who stayed on guard, they all huddled in the sand pit and enjoyed the rare food.

The group of people became more and more energetic as they drank. Lin Yue sang Japanese folk songs from behind, and Sergeant Richard reciprocated by playing his beloved harmonica.

Then, with an excited look on his face, Lin Zhuzai took out the third bottle of wine from his bag - the water of life from the East.

ps: There will be another chapter tonight.

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