Four Hundred and Nine Departures

Bolor felt the cold moisture in the sky, listened to the familiar whistling wind, and let his body shake violently in the wind. He felt like he was going to die, because bullets whizzed by constantly around him, and he suspected that he had been shot in the foot, because he couldn't feel his lower body.

He yelled hysterically, but he couldn't even hear himself. It wasn't until his feet hit the ground heavily that he knew that he was still alive at this moment. Letting the parachute above his head fall, he lay down on the ground and began to fumble to unbutton the parachute on his body.

"Lightning!" Not far behind him, a person lowered his voice and shouted today's action code.

"Thunder!" No one knew that this code was actually just Akado's nostalgia for the actions of the Overlord in another time and space and his personal bad taste. Boroll still suppressed his voice and yelled the second half of the sentence, and the other party obviously relaxed.

"Great! It's Captain Boroll!" A soldier said with a sigh of relief, holding the G43 rifle in his hand.

"Did you see Baloo?" Bolor asked the young subordinate while arranging his weapons and equipment.

"No." There are about three or four soldiers behind the soldier, and this is all the troops in Boroll's hands at present.

"Boom!" There was a gunshot, followed by a loud shout of English. There were obviously British soldiers around, so without thinking, Boller raised his gun and fired a full magazine in the direction of the shout.

Then, while changing the magazine, he ordered loudly: "We have been discovered, you and you, detour to the left! You and you come with me! Move quickly! Move quickly!"

He got up in a hurry, bent over and ran staggeringly to the distance, while confirming his position around, and when he saw a huge, steaming crater, he jumped into it without thinking.

While jumping into the crater, he shouted: "Lightning!"

As the ass hit the ground, Boller found himself with two guns pointed at him and about three or four panicked German paratroopers inside. Baloo was looking around the edge of the crater, and another veteran was sorting supplies that didn't belong to him, because there was a hapless recruit in the crater who seemed to have been shot in the head and was dead.

"Damn it! I almost smashed his head!" A recruit shivered and removed the weapon in his hand, and the other also let out a deep breath.

"You should say Lei Ming! Idiot! If you kill all the people in my place!" Bolor turned his head and motioned for the other party to look below,

Only then did the recruit realize that Boroll was holding a grenade in his hand and had pulled off the safety ring.

Borol didn't talk nonsense, and continued to lie on the edge of the crater holding the grenade, and looked into the distance. There seemed to be an anti-aircraft gun position there, which was constantly firing into the sky. He gestured to Baloo beside him, and then threw the grenade at the target.

With the explosion of the grenade, the British anti-aircraft artillery positions stopped firing. After a few seconds, the bullets swept over like raindrops, and then the anti-aircraft guns roared again. Without them, it was of no other use.

"I forgot to tell you, the machine gunner is not here." Baloo forced a smile out of embarrassment: "We can't suppress the other side's firepower." While speaking, the British machine gun hit the mound in front of Baloo , splashing a piece of sparks.

"Shua!...Boom!" Just as Boroll was about to curse, a dazzling flame drew a straight line and flew towards the anti-aircraft artillery position not far from behind a small bush, and hit it accurately. Target.

"It's Iron Fist! Hit beautifully! Outflank the past!" Bolor gave the attack order loudly: "Cover!"

Two veterans with assault rifles immediately stuck their weapons out of the crater and started firing frantically. The machine gun position on the opposite side may be changing ammunition, or it may be turning its guns to deal with the Iron Fist rocket launcher over there, but the firepower is suppressed anyway.

Boroll jumped out of the trench again, and ran to both sides with Baru. After running a few steps, he saw the British position by the firelight, and without thinking about it, he picked up the MP-44 assault rifle. , and fired his own bullets at the British.

A British soldier who was observing the surroundings fell, and several others avoided the bullets fired by Bollor. They watched the German paratroopers on the opposite side empty their magazines, and when they were about to fight back, they were all knocked to the ground by the attack from the other side.

A few German soldiers rushed over from behind and saw Baruch rummaging through the bodies of the British in the trench. And Boroll was on the anti-aircraft artillery position not far away, firing a few shots at the British Air Defense Force soldiers who were not dead inside.

The Iron Fist rocket hit the base of this anti-aircraft gun with precision just now, and the splashed shrapnel eliminated most of the British artillery here, and also turned this British anti-aircraft gun into a pile of scrap iron by the way.

Not far away, the gunfire was still very intensive, and it seemed that the two troops were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire. Borol took advantage of the spare time to count the number of soldiers, and found that he only found 11 soldiers-this is the number after the round of the Iron Fist rocket team over there.

He arranged a simple defensive position, established his own temporary headquarters, and then looked through the bodies of British soldiers, but found no useful information. But the good news is that one of his platoon leaders came here with more than 20 soldiers, which can be regarded as increasing the number of Boroll's men.

With these soldiers, Boroll expanded his defensive circle and found the bodies of two paratroopers and four of his own people who did not dare to show their faces. At 2:13 at night, they found the signal soldier and his Platoon, the German paratroopers finally gathered a team of more than 50 people.

Fortunately, they found the ammunition box that was thrown off the plane with them. There were a lot of bullets and grenades in it, so that the German paratroopers did not have to worry about the lack of ammunition.

Soon they discovered another British anti-aircraft artillery position around them. It was a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun, and it seemed that it had run out of ammunition in the previous anti-aircraft shooting, so it had not been discovered.

Baroo personally led 20 soldiers to capture the larger British artillery position, and found a hidden command post and a trench in the shape of "earth". There was a British infantry squad defense inside, and there were about 30 anti-aircraft gunners and commanders. The German paratroopers occupied the position by surprise and killed all the untrained British soldiers.

With such a ready-made headquarters, Boroll moved here with the rest of the people. He saw a coffee stove and some messy daily necessities in this hidden air defense headquarters.

"Are these British people really here to fight?" Boroll kicked the fallen British military officer and asked contemptuously, curling his lips.

"Almost." Baru nodded: "One of our side was killed and two were injured. This officer committed suicide after being surrounded."

Borol walked to the table with the map hanging on the wall, looked at the map carefully, flipped through the documents and partial maps on the table, picked up a pen pressed on the map, and smiled at Baloo. Liao Akira: "The spoils of war."

It's a joke, it's time to do serious business. Bollor pointed to the map on the wall and said: "I can't find the translation, so I can't understand the map, but the square here should be a field barracks. We killed about two rows of British soldiers along the way. These soldiers Obviously not here today, they are a standing unit. So there must be a place where people live around here."

"Shall I bring someone over to have a look?" Baru asked with a smile.

"Bring everyone in the 1st and 2nd rows, maybe this is a battalion defense zone." Boroll frowned and stared at the map and said: "If you encounter scattered people on the road, the 1st and 2nd rows will be Let them go with you, and the soldiers of the 3rd platoon tell them to gather here."

"Okay! I'll set off right away. I'll take half of the ammunition and leave the rest to you." Baru nodded, turned and walked out of the small room that was originally the British military commander's headquarters.

Boroll took out the map and began to compare it with the British map, trying to find something in common, and then confirm his position, so that he can know where the targets marked on the map need to be occupied by himself.

Before he could find anything, there was a sudden burst of gunfire outside. Boroll immediately grabbed his assault rifle from the table and lunged out. I saw a dozen British soldiers lying in a pool of blood, with the bodies of several German paratroopers beside them.

Baru and the others hadn't set off yet, and while they were distributing ammunition, a group of British patrols who went out to patrol unexpectedly came back. They found the Germans in their camp and rushed out to take back their camp. As a result, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides. Five German soldiers who were caught off guard were killed, and all 12 British soldiers in a patrol squad were also killed.

"It seems that this is really the camp of a battalion." Bolor said to Baru beside him, "It's just that this battalion has been dispersed."

"Then the headquarters of this battalion should be the headquarters of this battalion, right?" Baru said while checking the remaining bullets in his weapon.

"Go! You have an hour, after which we will set off to the place we really need to capture." Bolor patted Baru's shoulder and said.

"Row 1, row 2! Bring weapons and ammunition! Follow me! Let's go!" Baru nodded and ordered loudly. Dozens of German paratroopers disappeared into the night so quickly.