A Weird Theater That Started In London

It's two thirty in the afternoon.

As the convoy moved forward, at various points along the three marching routes, the reconnaissance company encountered hordes of Dutchmen, elated, even hysterical.

Prior to this, the farmer named Yang Pennings, after helping Lu Li and his party confirm the landing zone, returned to the small village and notified relatives and friends to meet the allied forces.

At the time, Lu Li didn't care. He thought he would be able to get rid of this group of people when the speed increased, but it didn't take long before reality slapped him again.

It was just a few jokes. Many people who had listened to the radio, regardless of the obstruction and warning, walked out of their homes one after another, looking for the Allied forces.

Then, they blocked Lu Li's convoy on the road.

In the eyes, there is a piece of orange, because that is the color that symbolizes the Netherlands.

We're free. Free!

All kinds of cheers were heard, making Monk 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 the words, and unfocused soldiers like Monk knew that this practice was undoubtedly a drag. They gathered, waved, cheered, and stuffed apples and pears into the back of the jeep. However, there were ammunition, Fuel cans.

At this moment, Lu Li seriously suspected that the snipers had already targeted them, so he urged: Everyone wear helmets, you know, berets are useless for defense.

Sir, I can almost predict that the enemy's tank troops will come out of Arnhem to meet us together.

Correspondent Jerry straightened his helmet, fastened the straps, and complained: This is too dangerous, these people don't understand anything!

Damn country farmer!

A bunch of idiots!

They are the Germans' accomplices.

Angry curses came from the three cars at the same time.

In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, Lu Li stopped the dangerous talk and said in a cold voice, So, let's shoot them and kill them?

Horn the horn and keep going.

After speaking, Lu Li turned on the headlights and kept honking the horn, but unfortunately it didn't work. He overestimated the IQ of this group of people.

Facts have proved that in most cases, pig teammates are more terrifying than god opponents.

I saw a group of children rushing to the front of the car with hand-stitched orange flags under the signal of their mother, slapping the headlights and glass windows like little devils. Dancing in circles, like a madman.

Lu Li, what do you think should be done?

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 countermeasure.

I'll go down and talk to them.

Others stay in the car and keep quiet.

Lu Li was helpless, after all, he couldn't really kill this group of villagers who were doing bad things with good intentions.

Therefore, after instructing his soldiers, he walked out of the cab with the submachine gun he had seized.

The next moment, Lu Li regretted it.

The group of children rushed over screaming, pinned the little orange piece of cloth to his combat pants, and jumped up and down.

The men were crazy too, most of them were reaching for Lu Li's backpack and stuffing chocolates and hard candies into it.

Everyone, it's too dangerous here, and war may break out at any time, so you should go back first, so as not to be affected unnecessarily.

Just when he was about to continue talking, an old man walked over with a cane, gestured and shouted in broken 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 Mr. Van Niss, who knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to measure, is a minority after all.

Good words are hard to persuade, damn it.

Since this morning, the people have been dazzled by blind self-confidence. On the contrary, they, the paratroopers who were originally full of confidence, have become cautious.

It's been a long journey, let's drink something.

Suddenly, an enthusiastic Dutch girl pushed away the crowd and handed Lu Li a large plate with beer, milk and juice on it.

In this way, a prelude was opened.

A group of girls came up, tapping on the windows and waving orange flags.

Francis Monk swears that in the first twenty years of his life, he has never met so many passionate and beautiful girls. Perhaps, the small umbrella hidden in the innermost part of the marching backpack will come in handy tonight.

There were many soldiers with this idea. They opened the car door, took all kinds of condolences from the Dutch, and then took out some gadgets from their backpacks as gifts in return. What's more, they hugged and kissed the girls brazenly.

Of course, most of the people who got out of the jeep were recruits. They had not experienced war, they were just well trained by the instructors.

Hurry up and get in the car! Guys, don't forget the mission.

Beware of possible snipers!

At this moment, Lu Li was standing on the hood of the jeep, trying to stop the soldiers from messing around, while the most beautiful girl was climbing up.

Sergeant Miller felt extremely angry, and at the same time showed his old-fashioned side: Damn it, go out and kick the recruit's ass! You haven't learned how to fight, and you're enjoying it, quick!

Several non-commissioned officers began to do the same.

I have to go.

Seeing this, Monk broke free from the arms of a girl, glanced at the top of his head secretly, and said righteously: Sir, this is not the time to indulge in pleasure, hurry up and move forward.

Because, the most beautiful blonde girl is pestering Lu Li, making people want to replace her.

I like this feeling, but it's a pity that there are more important things to do. Sergeant Henry dragged the two soldiers back to the compartment, poured half a glass of beer into his stomach, and smacked his lips against the car door: The taste is very authentic .”

Indeed, to me, these wines are more attractive than girls. The correspondent chewed on the crunchy and sweet apple, and said with a smile: How should our new chief 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 dodging, but the girl with the best figure became more enthusiastic and approached again.

call out!

There was a sharp whistling sound, and the wind brushed past his ears, followed by scalding blood.

The Dutch girl fell down.

She took the bullet for Lu Li.

Sniper! Monk yelled.

And Henry dragged the two people in the same car to the rear of the car, and lifted the bulletproof steel plate.

He was a sharpshooter in the 1st Airborne Division and was armed with a Lee Enfield No. 4 rifle with a triple scope added to it.

In fact, Henry specifically targeted military officers. He once shot and killed a German lieutenant on the North African battlefield, and now he wanted to find out those colleagues who were hidden.

Almost at the same time, Lu Li who jumped off the hood picked up his MP40 submachine gun and fired directly at the bushes 60 yards away.

The new year is over, and the double update will start tomorrow.