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The German soldiers wanted to gather together, and after gathering into an offensive force, they took advantage of the night to launch a division, encirclement, and tentative attack on the British army.

The British army had completely lost its effective command, and the troops were in disarray, but they happened to be mixed up among the German paratroopers, preventing the German paratroopers from converging to form a fighting force.

The dazed British troops crashed into the friendly bunkers that had just been occupied by Lehmann and others.

They thought it was still a friendly area, but they didn't expect to encounter German troops. A fierce battle ensued between the two sides near the bunker, and due to the distance of the battle, there were soon heavy casualties.

Lehmann saw with his own eyes a German paratrooper who had been shot through his steel helmet and collapsed in a bunker covered in blood, stacked on top of the corpses of the British.

And at this time, he also changed the magazine on his assault rifle, and poked out his weapon again in a different place.

Because of the loss of their own machine guns, these German paratroopers led by Lyman were not much better than the British in automatic weapons.

The British have Lee in their hands? Enfield rifles, the most used by German paratroopers are still bolt rifles like the Mauser 98K.

So the only thing that really played a suppressive role was the reliable STG-44 assault rifle in Lyman's hand. Every time the weapon erupted a blazing tongue of fire, the British soldier felt as if he were in a hailstorm.

The stormy strafing gave Lyman's assault rifle an astonishing effect. One by one, the British soldiers fell, because the dense rain of bullets did not require precise aiming, and they could hit the enemy not far away.

Although a lot of ammunition was wasted, Lyman's suppression still played a very important role. The other party could not easily approach and did not dare to throw a grenade in a very comfortable position.

This is also the reason why, until now, no enemy grenades have been thrown into the bunkers where the Germans were located. If the other side had the opportunity to use grenades at this time, the German soldiers in the bunker would have suffered heavy losses.

Of course, this stalemate was not good for the German troops, who clearly wanted to recapture this anti-aircraft position, and the Germans were clearly numerically inferior.

Ryman, armed with his weapon, ran out of bullets before retracting into cover and reloading new magazines. Then he saw another friendly soldier being shot, falling on his back and screaming.

The battle was raging, and Lyman felt a little nervous. Just when he felt that the other party was going to get close to the bunker and use a grenade to kill the German troops in the bunker, the British army retreated inexplicably.

Like a nightmare, Lyman vented his anger as he strafed the retreating British soldiers.

Near the bunker, there were the bodies of about 20 British soldiers, and two German paratroopers were killed - all of them had a sense of life at the end of the battle.

"It's early in the morning...... If the British attack again, we will be in danger! So don't you leave, right? A German paratrooper asked, looking at Lyman.

The fierce battle just now had frightened the recruits who had not experienced the war, and Gunther was still looking down at his comrades who had been shot and died lying at his feet, unable to say a word.

Obviously, the devastation caused by the bullet penetrating the human body completely changed his perception of war. It was a terrible hole that one could save dinner with just one look.

Remembering dinner...... Gunther suddenly felt as if he was about to break free from his stomach after eating the energy-replenishing food he had eaten not long ago.

He retched twice, then looked away and leaned against the edge of the trench with his mouth covered, trying to calm his emotions.

The flares were finally extinguished, and everything was plunged into darkness again, and Lyman used the moonlight to stuff bullet after bullet into the empty magazine.

Emptying a magazine and discarding a magazine looks extremely chic, but in the actual battlefield, it is obviously not so extravagant.

If possible, even bullet casings have to be recycled – Germany is a resource-poor country, so everything has to be done carefully.

Hearing someone persuade him to stay, Lyman squinted his eyes and thought about it, he was thinking about the problem here, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he was still skillfully stuffing the bullet into the magazine.

"I can't give up on my original combat goals...... Before dawn, I had to go to the church, and that was an order I had to fulfill. Lyman looked at the nervous paratrooper and said what he thought.

"But we also have our own orders, we can't stay here and wait for death!" The paratrooper took advantage of the moonlight to look at the black corpse lying on the ground.

"If you think you have what it takes to complete orders, you can act on your own." Lyman didn't mind at all that the other party didn't take his own orders.

In such cases, the German paratroopers often spontaneously organized some tactical adjustments, as was the case in the Netherlands, so Lehmann was also accustomed to it.

"Besides, in this situation, you still haven't found your own troops, so why don't you follow me and occupy the church!" Lyman examined his weapon and then gave his advice.

"This place can't stay any longer, if the British react, maybe they will storm this place and recapture their anti-aircraft guns!" Lyman cautiously stood up, pointed to the anti-aircraft gun not far away, and said to the paratrooper.

The other party obviously did not have the idea of acting alone, and agreed with Lyman's analysis: "You are very right, it is a good choice to blow up this anti-aircraft gun and we leave here together." ”

"The church we attacked may be a key area of the enemy's defenses, and it is not a good choice to follow us." Seeing that the other party was a little apprehensive, Lyman opened his mouth to persuade: "You can go west, look for the lost paratroopers, and assemble before you move." ”

Hearing this suggestion, the other side obviously paused, and then, the paratroopers of the two battalions next door decided not to follow Lyman, but to search west alone to find their own troops.

For such a decision, Lyman did not force anything. The place where he landed was too far away from the target, and there should not be many troops nearby that had the same target as him.

Thinking of this, Lyman ordered his soldiers to set off - in the attack just now, all the troops who had nothing to do with Lyman were killed, and the 2nd squad and the people in the next platoon were killed just now, and there were 5 people left.

In this way, Lyman took 10 men and 3 poor British prisoners of war, and under the cover of the night, found a bunker from the other side and advanced in the direction of the church.

The remaining two set out westward in search of the main army. Before they left, they dismantled some parts of the anti-aircraft gun and blew them up with grenades.

In the not-so-bright moonlight, Lyman led his small army of 10 people and walked step by step on the grass. They walked cautiously, always on the lookout for attacks from any direction.

Despite its close proximity, it is physically demanding to move around the battlefield. So after a few hundred meters of progress, they found a place to rest.

To rest, they chose a bush, where they found the body of a German paratrooper, hanging from the bushes, with the parachute broken and scattered aside.

Having collected the ammunition on the corpse, Gunther was no longer in the cheerful and nagging mood he used to have. Until departure, very few people spoke.

At dawn, Lehmann and his troops finally approached the church, and while they hesitated and did not know how to attack, they found that a German swastika was already hanging on the wall of the church.

"Looks like our battalion has taken this place." With his weapon in hand, Lyman climbed out of the roadbed of the country road.

He saw the German paratroopers standing under the church, and the British prisoners crouching on the ground.

Then, after stepping over the corpses of the German paratroopers lying on the ground, he walked up to the German paratroopers who had taken control of the church.

"Hey! Isn't this Lyman? I heard that this is your goal? A familiar face, smiling, pointed to the church behind him, teasing loudly.

Lehmann finally recognized that the paratrooper, whose face was smoked black, was the German paratrooper squad leader Borrol who had asked him to borrow fire when he set off.

"You've been thrown in the wrong place, too?" Lyman pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Borroll.

Borol took the cigarette and nodded, "Isn't it?" There is such an eye-catching sign nearby, so we can only talk about it first. ”

"Is the loss big?" Lehmann looked at the corpses of the German paratroopers lying on the ground that had not had time to clean up, and asked in a heavy voice.

About 30 brothers were killed...... There is a company in England here, and we did not expect them to have so many people......" With a taste of regret, Borol answered Lyman's question.

But soon he regained his smile: "We took 50 prisoners and killed 80!" Caught a battalion commander and a regiment commander! ”

"You're amazing!" Gunther, who was standing beside Lyman, finally spoke, and his envious voice was very obvious: "We only caught three ......"

"Not to mention that, about 700 meters behind the church, is an airport for the British. Our battalion commander wants to play big, are you interested? Borol gestured into the distance and made an invitation.

"How many of you are there? Are you going to attack the airport? Lyman asked, with a frown.

"There are more than 170 people left, and even more if you are counted." Borol sipped a cigarette and made another invitation: "We need any support, people, ammunition. ”

"Count us in as one...... Assign us tasks. Lyman nodded at Borol, and then followed the other party to Borrol's paratrooper battalion, the direction where the battalion headquarters was located.