A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 55 The Breath of Death

Medical soldier! Munch squatted behind the bulletproof steel plate and roared loudly. Beside him lay the Dutch girl who had been shot in the abdominal cavity.

The number of enemy snipers is unknown, and they may be looking for valuable prey. Therefore, the medic is huddled in the safest place. He is irreplaceable, so he must protect himself——

At least one life cannot be wasted on a non-combatant, it is a duty to other paratroopers.

In fact, except for a few experienced veterans, everyone else was lying down behind the bunker, because they were afraid to show their faces because of the successive shots.

And the gathered Dutch people scattered like a mob.

It's a pity that Lu Li couldn't spare the time, otherwise he really wanted to turn his head and see how embarrassed the old man who claimed not long ago wanted to see the war with his own eyes is now.

click.

The submachine gun was empty.

Immediately afterwards, a German in a camouflage suit fell from a tree without the slightest sign of struggle, obviously being beaten into a sieve.

The moment the gun fired just now, Lu Li saw flames bursting out of that place, and subconsciously raised his gun to shoot.

For the first time, he knew that death was not far away from him.

If it wasn't for that Dutch girl...

After avenging his revenge, Lu Li regained consciousness a lot. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and started moving towards the rear of the car.

According to the tutorials in recruit training, lean down and walk fast with your waist down, like running S-shaped in movies and TV dramas, running randomly and irregularly. In this case, it is completely unnecessary, because doing so will only increase exposure time.

Boss, it's too bad! Monk grabbed Lu Li and said with a painful expression.

Although it was expected in the heart, when the war really came, no one could accept it calmly.

Stampedes, cold shots, and noise all brought trouble to the counterattack. At least no one dared to use heavy weapons until the people all left.

Except for the Germans.

call out--

The sound of tearing cloth can be heard. This is the MG42 machine gun. Because the continuous gunshot sounds like the sound of pulling a zipper, it was dubbed the chainsaw. It is a veritable death harvester.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the dirt and cement on both sides of the road rose up everywhere, and some stray bullets passed by, making Lu Li feel burning pain.

Sir, we've hit the enemy. They have snipers and machine gun positions.

The correspondent put down the walkie-talkie and tried to contact Major Goff for help, but got no response.

At the same time, above everyone's heads, the bulletproof steel plate made the sound of being overwhelmed. Obviously, it will not last long before it will be completely pierced.

Protect the vehicle!

Protect the vehicle!

Miller's voice came from behind.

As he spoke, he picked up a PIAT and used it as a mortar.

While missing the mark, the move did boost morale.

Some sharpshooters judged the approximate location of their colleagues based on the sound. Henry suddenly turned sideways, left the protection range of the steel plate, and shot at a big tree in front of the left front of the convoy.

Monk, after these farmers have all escaped, you shoot at the bushes with a gun. Don't be stingy with the bullets. We have plenty of these things.

Lu Li was changing the magazine for the submachine gun, trying his best to control himself, not to focus on the Dutch girl.

I have a shot of morphine here to relieve the pain. Someone will come to treat you later, don't fall asleep...

Monk didn't want to fight. He took out the syringe and medicine from his pocket, but he didn't know how to inject it, so he looked at Lu Li blankly.

Just as he emptied the bullets with the random gun technique, Lu Li sensed that someone was watching him, so he took advantage of the time between reloading to glance at his side.

The girl was pale, with death in her eyes, and her pulse throbbed feebly under her skin. A few minutes ago, he rushed out of the crowd with a plate full of food, but now he seemed to be a different person, looking so tired and weak, and his low-pitched cry for help was so hoarse and miserable. Her expression was so dull and vague.

I remember talking to her very warmly, even aggressively.

Suddenly, the sound of bullets tearing metal made Lu Li's nerves tense up again. After saying in a low voice, Injected in the shoulder muscles, he raised the barrel of the gun and fired towards the bushes.

At this moment, he must find a way to shut down the enemy's machine gun positions, otherwise the jeep will explode sooner or later, and the entire reconnaissance team will be wiped out.

suppress! suppress!

Sgt. Miller's mind was full of suppression fire.

If you don't use heavy firepower and let that MG42 show its power, you can only wait for death.

Seeing that there were no civilians standing nearby, Lu Li shouted, Set up the Bren light machine gun!

The machine gunner hiding behind the car heard the news and immediately began to shoot.

Munch! Lu Li turned his head away.

What do you want to do now?

This guy has been out of shape, worse than last night, like a fringe character.

As one of the few machine gunners in the reconnaissance team, if he cannot participate in the battle, the consequences will be disastrous.

have no idea!

Monk was dazed, covering his face with his hands.

The rapid transformation from heaven to hell makes it hard to accept.

I know it's difficult, but you have to put aside distracting thoughts and look at the performance of other soldiers. During the time you hesitated, how many civilians died under the enemy's guns.

In fact, Lu Li really wanted to kick Monk over, instead of comforting him with words.

Da da da!

A volley of bullets flew by, warm blood spattered their faces, and the next moment they realized something had happened to the Dutch girl.

A few seconds ago, An He felt better than ever, and wanted to go home to be with his father quickly, so he tried to stand up.

At the same time, the German machine gunner saw a figure appearing in his sight and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The 17-year-old Anhe van Maernan was cut in half and fell on the road in two parts.

Her eyes were sunken and dull, and she opened her mouth, trying to say something, but when she opened her mouth, blood gushed out, splashing Lu Li and Monk all over.

God, God! Please protect me from such a tortured death.

On the side, correspondent Jerry let go of his hand holding the walkie-talkie. After seeing such a tragic scene, he couldn't help but froze.

Sir, what's the girl's name? If we can survive this test, should we inform her parents and relatives?

It was the first time Henry spoke such a long word.

However, Lu Li, like the other paratroopers, did not know her name.

Treat it as a missing person. If she has relatives, leave them a thought.

As he said that, Lu Li shook his head, Munch put up his gun and cover me.

He didn't want to die, at least he didn't want to die so badly, even if the principal said it was filming, even if the senior said that after the exam, the dead candidates would be reborn in the classroom.

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