The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

"Ah ~" sound, very long humming.

Hu Biao, who was lying on a hammock and wearing a hurdle vest, stretched himself lazily under a rare sunshine.

Then, he picked up the coke in a wooden barrel at hand.

The Coke in the old-fashioned glass bottle has been placed in ice cubes made with saltpeter; it has been iced for almost an hour during the time before and after.

Therefore, after prying off the bottle cap with your thumb, the "gudong, gudong~" drank the cold liquid in the glass bottle in one gulp.

Immediately, while Hu Biao felt an unspeakable joy, he also felt a strong sense of guilt.

Yes, that's right!It's a deep sense of guilt.

Especially after turning his head, Hu Biao saw a row of subordinates lying not far away, sleeping soundly in a deep sleep.

And at a position a little further away, the big fool because this hand of cards is really a little too good.

As a result, the white male Jack and the train driver Ba Zi were beaten, and one spring brought a bomb.

Immediately, Jack and Bazi took out a few green papers with small denominations and handed them to the big flicker while cursing in their mouths. After the scene that made the big flicker smile.

Hu Biao immediately felt a strong sense of guilt rising in his heart, and at the same time cursed:

"What the hell! This is also called war..."

Talk!If calculated carefully, today is already the 11th day after Hu Biao and his party participated in the Omaha Beach landing battle.

Specifically, it was June 44, 6.

Perhaps on June 6, the five-star general Eisenhower of Uncle Sam's family said, "On the longest day", the 6nd Regiment of the Red First Division to which Hu Biao and the others belonged suffered astonishing casualties.

After more fresh troops landed in the follow-up, in the following 11 days, the bumpkins of the Zhongzhou team suddenly became leisurely.

They stayed in the country near Omaha Beach and began a period of recuperation.

The seriously wounded such as Hu Biao ate and slept every day, and ate and slept again, without any combat missions at all.

So much so that these days, in order to speed up the recovery of the injury, Hu Biao, who eats and drinks every day, feels that his waist is about to have an extra circle of fat.

As for the other lightly wounded members of the team, their lives are more nourishing.

Old comrades such as Po Gong and company commander, as well as NEO, black Chinese medicine practitioners, etc. In the mission world, it is better that they no longer plan to hook up with lesbians.

No matter how boring it is on such a day, I just made some fishing rods by myself.

Then use earthworms as bait to fish in a relatively quiet area near the beach.

Although the daily harvest is not much, but after getting it back, let the cooks of Qingtian, Huskies, Python and other teams cook boiled fish and barbecue all the time, which can be regarded as improving the food.

Let Dun Dun be everyone's spam luncheon meat, and let the mouth change the taste.

Dahuyou, Bazi, Husky and other seven or eight people are not as kind as the above-mentioned old comrades.

He just used some hard paper to make a lot of decks of playing cards, and every day he took Jack of D Company and other soldiers together to play various poker games that are popular in modern planes.

Even Sangong and Jinhua, these games with a strong gambling nature, were banned by Hu Biao's order.

But just playing with upgrades, fighting landlords, and running fast, it still made poor Jack and others worse off the already bankrupt economic conditions.

Anyway, this morning, Hu Biao vaguely heard Jack yelling:

For him, as well as many soldiers of D Company, the military pay for the next month, the next month, and the next month has already been owned by Da Huyou and others in advance.

Good guy!This is equivalent to almost two No. 30 soldiers. In the next three to five months, it is equivalent to fighting for these bastards.

But if I really want to say too much, it is the group of unnamed old SPs in the Zhongzhou team.

These bastards combed their not-so-long hair on their heads to the point where even flies would break their legs if they flew on it.

Then, with some supplies such as cans, cigarettes, and chocolates distributed by the soldiers, they often went out in groups before dark.

In their words: These gentle Chinese men, what bad thoughts can they have?

It's nothing more than helping those lonely women in Normandy.

By the way, let's discuss the academic question of the effect and quality of the balloons produced by Uncle Sam's family during World War II.

As a result, these guys often came back very late, and fell asleep one by one during the day.

Even during this period, because of jealousy, he secretly made two appointments with some soldiers of John's family in private, and gave each other a good fortune.

The only thing that makes them feel bad is that the place they live in can only be regarded as the countryside.

These old SPs can find big Yangma girls, but they are all village girls with limited quality, and the quantity is still quite limited.

Therefore, for the legendary big cities like Paris, these things are very much looking forward to.

Even the socks, perfume, obligatory trinkets, etc. that these old SPs have kept carefully until now, they are the killer weapons they plan to use to break each other's hearts in the future.

In short, during these 11 days, everyone in the team felt unspeakably relaxed.

So many times, there will be an illusion that this is completely on vacation.

And under such an illusion, the Zhongzhou team spent 11 days; all the strong bloodlines have almost fully recovered from their injuries.

Among the others, even the rookie Tiedan, who was shot in the left shoulder, can hang one arm behind his back and follow the old SPs to go wandering.

Only Delo, who was shot in the butt and had a large piece of flesh blown away, still needs to recuperate on his stomach, which means that the combat effectiveness of the Central Continent team has almost recovered again.

Therefore, Hu Biao has already decided to start wandering around early tomorrow morning to see if he can trigger the second stage of this system mission.

But soon after, Hu Biao realized that there was no need to do this at all...

At that time, Hu Biao was sunbathing and drowsy; suddenly, he felt that someone should be standing in front of him, completely blocking the warm sunlight.

Instinctively, Hu Biao opened his eyes.

Then, Lieutenant Dyke in Company D, the nominal immediate boss of their Central Continent team in this mission, appeared in front of Hu Biao.

It was also because of the appearance of this thing that the originally lively camp suddenly became dead silent.

Obviously, among the soldiers at the grassroots level of Company D, no one likes this annoying lieutenant.

However, facing the scene where he was like stinky shit, Lieutenant Dyke didn't realize it at all, but spoke condescendingly to Hu Biao:

"Second Lieutenant Hu, and fellow Chinese fighters in the 3rd row, I have some good news for you.

The tank company directly under the regiment headquarters needs an elite infantry unit to cooperate with them because it needs to perform a reconnaissance mission.

To this end, I recommended you 3 platoons to the regiment, and the regiment adopted my suggestion.

So, the recently famous Second Lieutenant Hu in the 162 regiment, and the Chinese fighters under you, you will have the opportunity to continue to create new brilliance soon.

I heard that in view of the results of the last landing, the regiment headquarters planned to promote you, Second Lieutenant Hu.

If you make some more achievements in this mission, maybe I will salute you soon and call you sir..."

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with Lieutenant Dyke's above words.

But when talking with this guy, the expression on his face is very playful, and the yin and yang in his tone of voice, everything shows a point:

Lieutenant Deke was simply looking for trouble on purpose, intending to kill Hu Biao and the others.

After hearing this, Hu Biao frowned deeply.

But before Hu Biao could say anything, Jack, the old soldier next to him, had already spoken, speaking out for Team Central Continent:

"Mr. Deke, is this inappropriate?

In the last landing battle, we suffered so many casualties, we should have been transported back to the rear to replenish recruits, and then rested for a period of time.

As a result, the regiment headquarters said that the capacity has been tight recently, and we also accepted the rest here, but according to the logic, we will definitely not continue to send missions.

Who can send so many landing troops recently? Why must there be three rows? "

Jack's words of righteousness are the end, and the other white soldiers of D Company also echoed.

The reason for this is that during this period of time, Hu Biao and the others have completely become acquainted with the soldiers at the grassroots level of D Company, at least they are like friends.

On the one hand, Hu Biao, who came from the modern plane, was more confident in front of these white men.

Far from being on the North American continent at this moment, those Chinese who are obsequious in front of them because of the infamous "Chinese Exclusion Act" have only ended for a few years.

In this way, these scumbags gave Hu Biao and the others a high look instead, and they were communicating on an equal footing.

On the other hand, these guys follow Hu Biao and the others to eat delicious Chinese food, play skewers, play cards, and even go out to pick up girls and fight.

How to put it, it is also a good friendship.

What's more, these bastards are all veterans and veterans. In Uncle Sam's army, these veterans really don't have much respect for their superiors.

So helping Hu Biao and the others now, to be fair, it's really not a strange thing.

The problem is that Lieutenant Dyke immediately felt betrayed when he saw that the white soldiers under his command actually spoke up for these Chinese Americans.

After he spoke, he roared at Jack and the others:

"Shut up, you stupid ass from Kansas, I'm passing orders from the regiment headquarters to these Chinese Americans; it's not your turn to bargain in front of me.

Now you idiots either shut up, or I'll ask regiment headquarters to add you to the action team. "

Amidst such roars, Jack and other veterans closed their mouths wisely while their faces were flushed.

After all, no matter what, Jack, the veteran with the highest military rank, was nothing more than a sergeant, much worse than Lieutenant Deckard.

After seeing Jack and the others shut up, Lieutenant Deckard turned around again and said to Hu Biao:

"Now, Second Lieutenant Hu, you have only two choices, either accept it or refuse it.

If you accept it, it is best to start immediately. According to the order of the regiment headquarters, you must report to Lieutenant Don Collier, who is directly under the tank company, before 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

If you refuse, I don't mind immediately notifying the military police and letting them have a good chat with you. "

There was no argument, and no harsh words were thrown in public.

Hu Biao just said to Lieutenant Deck lightly: "I choose to set off immediately. I believe that in a short time, you will call me sir and salute me at the same time."

After finishing speaking, Hu Biao yelled at the old SPs who were still lying in the hammock at such a time:

"D Company 3rd Platoon, assemble immediately..."

*******

Thirty minutes later, on a dirt road in Normandy.

All the members of the Zhongzhou team, a group of 41 people appeared here, relying on the soles of their feet on the side of the road, walking all the way forward.