A Weird Theater That Started In London

Sir, it's right here.

With that said, Lu Li came to the front of the map and drew a circle with his finger: There is an enemy armored force between Wolfheze Village and Oosterbeek.

In order to make the remarks more credible, First Class Monk took the initiative to stand up and reminded: In order to arrest us, that army sent a Cheetah tank destroyer, four military motorcycles, and twenty-five soldiers. .”

And this means that the enemy has more heavy firepower weapons. It is difficult to make a difference with only a dozen jeeps and some artillery.

At some point, Monk has become a pessimist. To be precise, he should have become a steady person. He hopes that Major Gough will be more cautious.

Lu Li also thought the same way, after all, there was no need to make meaningless sacrifices.

After a moment of silence, Major Goff turned to the map and said in a deep voice, Sergeant, I think I'll go over and have a look in person.

Hearing that, Lu Li tried to stop him, but what the supreme commander said next was irrefutable.

Don't forget, we are the scout company.

The division's expectation for this team is: to reach the bridge, launch a surprise attack to seize the bridge, and then stick there like a nail, sticking to it for help.

But my job has never changed, to detect the enemy's situation, solve them as much as possible, and clear the way for the whole brigade.

Well, I'll give you another nine paratroopers to form a reconnaissance team, starting from the south and advancing along the lion's route.

The burden once again fell on Lu Li's shoulders.

Major Gough believes that since there is an enemy blocking the route between the jaguar route and the tiger route, the lion route will be much calmer relatively speaking.

Thinking of this, the commander jumped off the car cover, clapped his hands, and said in a tone that could not be refused: If there is no objection, then go to the logistics department to get the vehicle and ammunition, and start to act.

As you wish, sir.

Lu Li raised his hand to salute, and Major Goff nodded in return, and assigned nine paratroopers to cooperate with the three advance members of the Second Battalion to start the operation.

Due to the excellent performance of the transport plane pilot, none of the jeeps used for the assault were lost, and most of the soldiers had places to sit, so the safety was guaranteed to a certain extent.

The major's adjutant, Captain David, gave the temporary squad a list: three jeeps, three Bren light machine guns, and medical supplies for twenty-four individual soldiers.

As for things like food, fuel, and ammunition, at Lu Li's request, they also received double portions, which could last at least five days.

It's exactly two o'clock in the afternoon.

There are a large number of transport planes hovering in the sky, they are waiting for the advance troops parked on the wasteland to leave.

At the same time, many soldiers had already boarded their jeeps and headed towards the jaguar route one after another, but Lu Li was still making a final fight: If possible, you'd better give us some anti-tank equipment, such as that thing, just need Two will do.

PIAT, an infantry anti-tank launcher, is about one meter long. The effective range of attacking tanks is 91 meters. It can also be used as a light mortar against houses and buildings, and the effective range will be increased to 300 meters.

The most important thing is that it does not produce a tail flame when fired, can shoot in a narrow space, and does not expose the shooter's position due to the generation of smoke.

Very practical individual equipment, it was worth Lu Li's shame to ask for it.

In fact, Major Gough did not intend to take these things with him. He had a lot of artillery and decided to leave a few jeeps and heavy firearms in the landing area for later use.

But Lu Li didn't think it was necessary, because the question of whether the reconnaissance team had a chance to come back was a big question mark.

At this moment, a horn sounded in a hurry, urging Captain David, who was in charge of logistics, to board the car quickly, so he shrugged and said helplessly: Okay, I wish you a smooth operation.

Frankly speaking, he had never seen such a cautious non-commissioned officer.

As soon as the words fell, the big Miller couldn't wait to rush forward, picked up the two transmitters, stuffed them into the back row of the jeep, and tied them up.

A series of movements flowed like clouds and flowing water. Obviously, this guy had already planned to take them away.

After getting his wish, Lu Li quickly walked to the front of the convoy, opened the door of the driver's cab, and started the ignition. The co-pilot sat with the machine gunner Monk, and in the back row were two new paratroopers: Henry the sniper and Jay the communicator. Rui.

As for the other eight people, they sat in the other two jeeps and kept a distance of 20 meters to avoid being concentrated by the enemy.

Now, the situation is crystal clear.

The car that Lu Li was in took the lead and was exposed at the forefront. Unexpectedly, it would be the first to be attacked by the Germans.

Let's go, we are fighting alone again.

Boss, for the first time, I feel that sometimes too high a military rank is not a good thing, and I must stand up at a critical moment.

While making notes in his personal diary, Monk was talking to Lu Li who was driving. He has such a personality that he can't always take time off.

The communicator Jerry, who was carrying a walkie-talkie, was also a bit talkative. He replied with a smile, No, it has nothing to do with rank, corporal.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Monk's arm, because there were ranks embroidered there.

Of the four people in the car, there were three non-commissioned officers, the sniper Henry was a sergeant, and the correspondent was a corporal.

Under this combination, it is indeed strange that there is an extra soldier named Monk.

Okay, three sirs, Private First Class Monk asks for the floor.

Ask for permission! Lu Li replied.

Sir, there are also many non-commissioned officers in the two cars behind.

That's right!

In that case, why am I, a soldier, sitting in the special car of the officers?

Lu Li was taken aback, and glanced at this guy out of the corner of his eye. Monk was all smiles, obviously joking.

So he asked back: What do you think is the reason? Private Francis Monk.

Monk said triumphantly: You think I'm an excellent soldier, trustworthy, sir!

Hearing this, the sniper Henry, who had always been very indifferent, finally showed an expression. He twitched the corners of his mouth, looking hesitant to speak, probably because he felt that the guy in front of him was too confident

In fact, it is a standard configuration for each jeep to have a machine gunner, and what he said just now was purely a play for himself by Munch.

Or, he is deliberately enlivening the atmosphere.

Lu Li hates nervousness very much. If some jokes can ease the boredom and increase the distance, then he will be so happy-the car has a running-in period, let alone a human.

Therefore, after driving the jeep onto the road, Lu Li slowed down the speed a little, and made a serious analysis: In the eyes of German snipers, soldiers with machine guns are much more valuable than us, so it doesn't matter who you bring, as long as your hands are healthy, you can Just hold the machine gun to your chest.

As he said that, Lu Li turned his head to look at Monk, and paused every word: In other words, you are just a tool man.

As long as you have hands.

There was laughter in the back row.

Through the walkie-talkie, all the scouts who were still within communication range heard this episode.

Tool man Monk, remember to hang a bulletproof steel plate on your chest.

Major Gough's voice sounded.