V2.Chapter 26

The night sky is as bright as day.

Lu Li pulled the trigger hard. With a sharp roar, the armor piercing bullet lifted a burst of dust on the ground and hit the old armored vehicle directly.

Before the captain in charge of controlling mg42 had time to respond, he felt dark in front of his eyes, and several German soldiers in the same car were lifted by the air wave and their trunks were fragmented.

The soldiers on both sides were stunned.

Can humans really achieve this reaction speed?

One second ago, three flares took off. The next moment, the armored vehicle was hit.

Fortunately, this group of people have not been exposed to modern games, otherwise a word will pop up in their mind: self aiming lock hanging.

At the moment, Captain Mackay, who was nearest, fell into a daze. He kept pulling the trigger until the machine gun heard the sound of empty bore.

"This... You..."

"How did you do it?"

He asked incoherently.

"Good luck, Santa Maria."

Lu Li felt that he should return the glory to God. After all, Westerners believe in this.

Of course, they can't help but believe it. Anyway, they didn't kill the target in the dark. Therefore, there is no other possibility except to attribute it to good luck.

After a little silence, Mackay chose to believe. He stared at Lu Li and said, "I will report the matter later. You should get a medal and promotion."

Miller, who was leading the battle team forward, muttered to himself, "is there any trick?"

From the afternoon to now, he has used piat twice, and has never hit the target. When it's his turn to land departure operation, he sends a soul every time.

"Boss, I told you so," monk said as he changed his magazine. "Bad luck has run out. We have good luck again."

The British positions were filled with lightness and optimism, while the German positions were the opposite.

When the mg42 machine gun was reimbursed, morale inevitably became low.

However, Lu Li doesn't care about this. He just wants to cross this area and reach the pontoon ferry smoothly.

In fact, nothing inspires the heart more than it is still intact.

Two minutes later, the sound of grenade explosion came from the front. The left behind soldiers who were using machine guns to attract the enemy's attention knew that the combat team had touched it, so they stepped up the offensive one after another.

Soon, the sound of gunfire and explosion in front became more and more scattered, which obviously boded well for moving forward again.

Seeing that the situation had been settled, Lu Li, who had completed his task, went to the jeep, opened the door in the back seat and was ready to move Jerry out.

The situation is urgent and there is no time to waste. The body can only be handed over to the subsequent troops.

Sniper Henry came over and helped Lu Li carry it together. He said, "he is a best correspondent. Everyone knows his performance in North Africa."

Lu Li nodded. He had a strange feeling for each red devil:

Maybe it's the first time I've met you, but I can entrust my life to you, such as big Miller and tool man monk.

Is this filming or not?

Does the so-called script really exist?

In a trance, Lu Li thought of these unsolved problems again, and his heart became more and more confused.

If the nervous Duke was present, he would probably persuade him that no matter what the hole in this broken school, he was admitted by himself. Don't think about it. Just obey whatever the headmaster arranges.

I haven't seen the optimist for two days. Lu Li really misses it. Unfortunately, Duke, who claims to be a salted fish, has no time to be distracted and is struggling to survive on the northernmost Jaguar route.

"Sir, ten German soldiers have been captured!"

A voice pulled Lu Li's thoughts back.

Led by Miller, paratroopers escorted a row of disarmed prisoners of war back to their positions.

At the same time, Captain Mackay began to interrogate the soldiers, trying to find out which army they came from and what was going on in the city.

Unfortunately, I don't know the language.

Or perhaps the German soldiers deliberately did not cooperate.

Lu Li took back his sight, looked down at his watch and began to repair the jeep.

"The left rear tire burst. Go and remove the spare tire."

Henry helped. The car was not seriously damaged in front of them: the windshield was broken into a cobweb, a tire leaked air, and the metal baffle at the rear of the car was pitted.

In other words.

It looks broken, but it can drive.

In the next ten minutes, people didn't care to clean the battlefield and overhaul the vehicles quickly.

Finally, six jeeps without windshields continued to drive towards the pontoon ferry, while the ten prisoners were guarded by a soldier with a wounded forearm.

Lu Li's car was still open ahead, but the bloody smell diluted the excitement brought by the victory. Monk thought that Henry sitting alone in the back row must be very depressed, so he didn't bother.

In silence, the motorcade quickly crossed the streets of Arnhem to the pontoon.

It crosses the lower Rhine River and is 100 meters long. It can't see the end at a glance.

"Sir, observe first and then..."

Luli ignored the persuasion of others, pushed open the door and ran to the river.

At this moment, the ferry was very quiet. There was no defense and no enemy.

"Keep up!"

After dropping the order, Captain Mackay chased him. He was also very excited. A complete floating bridge was of great significance to the first airborne division.

Soon, led by the two, the paratroopers stepped on the bridge deck.

Almost in an instant, the engineers noticed something wrong. In this season, the velocity of the Rhine River was not fast, and the pontoon, which could allow motorcycles to pass, just stood on 20 people and began to sink.

The experienced captain Mackay stopped and motioned the people to step back.

Through the thin water vapor, Lu Li saw a scene of despair and whispered:

"I guess the bridge... Was torn down from the middle. I'm afraid it's useless."

Then he looked eastward. Less than a mile away from the pontoon ferry, the huge reinforced concrete bridge showed its outline in the moonlight.

Arnhem bridge, also known as Anheng bridge.

It stands there darkly and at a frightening height.

Those cement ramps alone can be called comprehensive buildings. Below them is a highway running through the East and West. On both sides are houses and factory buildings, and the top height is only flush with the ramp.

Everyone present knows that it is the most important goal and the core of market garden action.

In order to see it with their own eyes, the whole Airborne Division has marched urgently for nearly six hours, and Luli and Munk have been dropped into the enemy's base camp since last night, also for it.

"There's no need to do headache multiple-choice questions now. Let's go, red devils."

Captain Mackay shrugged, and the tight corners of his mouth showed that he was quite restless.