"It's not a big problem, Lieutenant Colonel, the bullet shouldn't have hurt his internal organs, it passed right through the side of his waist." The medic put the scissors back in the kit and looked down for debridement supplies in the medical kit.

"You're in luck, Captain Crohn, you'll be fine, hold on." Rudolph. Lieutenant Colonel Schmidt knelt beside the wounded man and patted his subordinates on the shoulder.

"Take care of him, and send him to the rear hospital as soon as he is dealt with." The lieutenant colonel looked up and said to the medics.

"Rest assured, Lieutenant Colonel." The medic replied in the affirmative as he twisted the cap of the disinfectant.

Schmidt nodded, then stood up and walked to the battlefield. The frontal resistance of the Scottish Guards had been crushed, and the soldiers were clearing the remaining enemy troops among the bushes, and the Scots were very stubborn and made a deep impression on Schmidt.

The prototype of Buckingham Palace was originally the hunting ground of Henry VIII, a king who loved to hunt on horseback, and the area around Buckingham Palace was originally a deer park for him to shoot. It wasn't until a hundred years later that the Duke of Buckingham built his first residence here, and the Duke was fond of the opulent European flair and built the house with great pain, which took a lot of money over several years, and when it was finally completed, the Duke was on the verge of bankruptcy.

The mansion was later bought by George III as a manor house for the queen, and eventually as the city of London took shape, the original countryside became the center of the city, and the original mansion was renovated and expanded by generations of British royal families, and finally became the huge and luxurious palace in front of us.

Lieutenant Colonel Schmidt carefully brushed aside the branches and observed the palace two hundred meters away, from which the semicircular façade with Roman columns and the symmetrical wings of the building could be clearly seen. (Actually, if you look closely at the garden-facing part of Buckingham Palace, many people think of the White House, and it's clear that the Irish architect took a lot of inspiration from Buckingham Palace when designing the White House.) ）

"Sir, the officer has confessed, and they only have two companies in total here. On the other side of the palace was a battalion of the Guards Grenadier Regiment, but half an hour earlier, two companies had been transferred from the grenadiers, along with them. "The battalion sergeant commander of the guard battalion reported from behind.

"Did you ask him if there was any other way to get to the front of the palace?"

"Yes, there are walls and buildings on both sides, Buckingham Palace is divided into two parts, the front and rear, the Scots can't go to the vestibule, and the grenadiers can't support the garden. Communication between them can only be bypassed from outside the fence. In fact, the easiest way was to walk through the entire palace from the ground floor, but they were forbidden to step into the building. Master Chief replied.

"Is the British royal family still in the palace?" Schmidt asked.

"According to the captain's confession, all of them are still in the palace. Look, sir, the rice flag on top of the palace. This means that the king is still in the palace. The master chief directed the battalion commander's gaze, and he could vaguely see a rice flag fluttering in the wind on the towering flagpole on the other side of the palace.

"The companies are assembled, and we move on." Schmidt ordered.

"Yes, sir." Master Chief turned and went down to give orders.

The next moment, the shrill whistles of the royal garden were remembered one after another, the non-commissioned officers of each company and platoon blew the iron whistle, and the soldiers strode out of the woods under the leadership of the officers with 98K rifles with bayonets.

"There is no obstacle ahead, and everyone is running. Pay attention to the wings, front and rear distance away. Lieutenant Colonel Schmidt ran on the side of the line with an MP40 and shouted for the formation of the troops. This was the moment that this army had dreamed of, and everyone couldn't restrain the excitement in their hearts. Some veterans' eye circles have begun to redden at this time.

They used to be Hitler's flag guards, stood guard in front of the Chancellery and the Reichstag building, participated in the glorious celebrations of the Nazi Party more than once, and stood beside those high-ranking officials and generals to receive the cheers of the people. They wore a wreath of honor from the Führer Konoe on their heads, and all sorts of compliments and countless flowers surrounded them at all times. Who would have thought that overnight, everything would come to naught.

The slightest skepticism about the Führer's behavior was met with a merciless blow and abandonment. Hitler was stimulated by Xu Jun to suspect all the people around him, not to mention that these guys were still eye-to-eye with Xu Jun all the time. So Hitler threw the whole flag team to the distant mountain cliff castle and exiled these guards attendants who had served him for many years in disguise.

When Hitler fell, they found themselves suddenly losing the trust of all, with the new Führer tabooing who they once were, and the old Führer doubting their loyalty. Thankfully, the new Führer quickly rewarded them all, not only by taking in the entire Flag Corps, but also by incorporating them into his own legion as Waffen-SS, and graciously allowing them to retain the black armbands of their former glory on the cuffs of their uniforms.

And this time, he actually gave the army such an honorable task of capturing Buckingham Palace, because he still remembered that Hitler had promised these loyal soldiers that if they occupied LinkedIn, they would show their military appearance on the lawn of Buckingham Palace.

The guards battalion soldiers let out meaningless roars, and their footsteps became faster and faster, and when they approached the outer wall of the palace, they had almost turned into a full-speed charge.

Looking up at the wide staircase, Schmidt led the battalion platoon to the platform on the ground floor of the palace. "A cordon is set up here, machine guns are placed on the flanks, and no one is allowed to go down this step."

Schmidt instructed his men to set up a cordon, and then he pointed to the corner gate on the side of the palace. "Leave two squads to block all entrances and arrest anyone who comes out of it."

Then he turned back and shouted to his excited men. "The others come with me, we still have enemies that we haven't destroyed." Immediately, Schmidt rushed up the steps of Buckingham Palace with the rest of the men.

This is the first time since the palace was built that the troops of a hostile nation have boarded this garden platform. A non-commissioned officer smashed open the glass window with explosion-proof rice paper tape on one side of the wall, and carefully looked in, only to find that the wide corridor was empty, and there was no sign of anyone, he turned his face and shook his head at the platoon commander who was squatting more than ten meters away.

"Rush in!" The platoon commander waved his hand forward.

The non-commissioned officer looked at his subordinates, and then nodded firmly at the commander. The squad leader held the MP40, straightened up and walked to the closed wooden door, and raised his leg to kick hard. What no one expected was that it was a double door, and the inside was not locked at all, and the squad leader kicked into the air and performed a standard one-word horse in front of everyone.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The deputy squad leader on the side gave the order, and the soldiers quickly stepped over the squad leader who was twitching on the ground with his crotch in his arms, and rushed into Buckingham Palace.

"Maybe it's some kind of defensive spell, the British are very evil." The battalion sergeant witnessed this scene and felt some soreness between his legs.

"Probably...... Ay? What are you doing in a daze, let the company follow, leave a platoon to block the window, and the rest of the people will follow me. Schmidt had been looking up at the upstairs windows, and he noticed that most of them were curtained, but he noticed that in some of the rooms, it was obvious that someone was peeking out from behind the curtains.

"It shouldn't be a soldier, is it a member of the royal family? Perhaps a squire or a servant. Schmidt got information from the captives that the cabinet would not allow any British soldiers to enter the palace.

"Advance, pass through the hall on the ground floor, go to the front yard of the first company, block the palace gate, occupy the cloister on the second floor, and set up fire points on the front balcony of the palace. Three companies drew a platoon to support the first company, and the rest followed me. In particular, you have to remind the soldiers to pay attention to discipline, the first thing in the state is a Buckingham Palace unscathed, you know the consequences of being careless, everything here is the spoils of the empire, no one is allowed to hide and embezzle, controlling your hands and feet is to keep your head, I think everyone is very smart, I don't need to remind you one by one. Schmidt said to his two company commanders.

"Yes! Sir! The company commander led the non-commissioned officers to stand upright.

"Act, gentlemen, the Führer is watching us!"

"Hey! Reinhart! ”

"Hey! Reinhart! "The officers raised their right arms diagonally in salute the Führer.

Following the orders of the battalion commander, the companies went their own way, and Schmidt walked briskly to the gate with his guards.

"This is not Camio. Corporal Vidane? What happened to him? As he entered, he saw the corporal huddled in a ball by the side of the hallway, and a medic crouching on the side scratching his head.

"Didn't you see that? I guess it's a war wound. ”

"Go back and write me a report." Schmidt nodded to the medics, then strode toward the palace.

Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation vote, and this month's results seem to be like this, after all, there are too many brushes, but if possible, I still hope that everyone can vote, so that I can see everyone's encouragement and support.

Thank you. (To be continued.) )