The night sky is as bright as day.

Lu Li pulled the trigger hard, and with a sharp roar, the armor-piercing bullet kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground and hit the old armored vehicle head-on.

Before the captain in charge of controlling the MG42 had time to react, his vision went dark, and several German soldiers in the same vehicle were lifted up by air waves and their torsos were shattered.

The soldiers on both sides were stunned.

Can humans really achieve this kind of reaction speed?

One second, three flares were launched into the air, and the next moment, the armored vehicle was hit.

Fortunately, these people have never been exposed to modern games, otherwise one word would definitely pop into their minds: self-aiming lock.

At this moment, Captain McKay, who was closest, fell into a daze. He kept pulling the trigger, and did not react until the machine gun made the sound of an empty chamber.

"This... you..."

"How did you do it?"

He asked incoherently.

"Good luck, Blessed Virgin Mary."

Lu Li felt that he should give the glory back to God, after all, Westerners believed in this.

Of course, there was no reason why they didn't believe it. Anyway, they didn't kill the target in the dark. Therefore, there was no other possibility except to attribute it to good luck.

After a moment of silence, McKay chose to believe it. He stared at Lu Li and said, "I will report this matter afterwards. You should get a medal and a promotion in terms of position."

Miller, who was leading the combat team forward, murmured to himself: "Is there any trick?"

From the afternoon to now, he had used PIAT twice, and never hit the target. When it was Lu Li's turn to operate, he hit the target every time.

"Boss, I told you before." Munch said while changing the magazine: "The bad luck has been used up, and we have good luck again."

The British position is filled with relaxation and optimism, but the German position is the opposite?

When the MG42 machine gun was decommissioned, morale inevitably became low.

However, Lu Li didn't care about this. He just wanted to cross the area quickly and reach the pontoon ferry smoothly.

In fact, nothing is more inspiring to the heart than if it is still intact.

Two minutes later, the sound of a grenade exploding came from the front. The remaining soldiers who were using machine guns to attract the enemy's attention knew that the combat team had touched it, so they stepped up their offensive.

Soon, the gunshots and explosions ahead became more and more sporadic. This was obviously a good sign, indicating that we could move forward again.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Lu Li, who had completed his mission, walked to the jeep, opened the back seat door, and prepared to move Jerry out.

The situation was urgent and there was no time to waste. The body could only be handed over to the troops who arrived later to deal with it.

Sniper Henry came over, helped Lu Li carry it, and said in a deep voice: "He is a top communicator, and his performance during the battle in North Africa is well known."

Lu Li nodded. He had a strange emotion for every red devil:

Maybe it's my first time to meet you, but I can entrust my life to you, just like the two of them, Big Miller and Tool Man Munch.

Is this filming?

Does the so-called script really exist?

In a daze, Lu Li thought about these unanswerable questions again, and his heart became more and more confused.

If the very nervous Duke were present, he would probably persuade him like this: No matter how screwed up this crappy school is, you are the one who got into the exam, so don't think too much, just obey the principal's arrangements.

Lu Li really missed that optimist after not seeing him for two days. Unfortunately, Duke, who prided himself on being a salty fish, had no time to be distracted and was struggling to survive on the Jaguar Route in the far north.

"Sir, ten German soldiers have been captured!"

A voice pulled Lu Li back from his thoughts.

Under the leadership of Miller, the paratroopers escorted a row of disarmed prisoners of war back to their positions.

At the same time, Captain McKay began to interrogate these soldiers, trying to find out which army they came from and what the situation was like in the city.

Unfortunately, there is a language barrier.

Or perhaps, this group of German soldiers deliberately refused to cooperate.

Lu Li looked away, looked down at his watch, and began to repair the jeep.

"The left rear tire has burst. Go and remove the spare tire."

Henry was helping. The damage to the car in front of them was not serious: the windshield was shattered into spider webs, one tire was flat, and the metal fender at the rear of the car was pitted.

In other words.

It looks very worn out, but it still drives.

In the next ten minutes, everyone did not care about cleaning the battlefield and quickly inspecting the vehicles.

In the end, the six jeeps without windshields continued to drive towards the pontoon ferry, and the ten prisoners were guarded by a soldier with an injured forearm.

The car Lu Li was in was still on the road, but the smell of blood diluted the excitement of victory. Monk thought that Henry, who was sitting alone in the back seat, must be in a very depressed mood, so he did not disturb him.

In silence, the convoy quickly passed through the streets of Arnhem and reached the pontoon bridge.

It spans the Lower Rhine and is a hundred meters long, with no end in sight.

"Sir, please observe first and then..."

Lu Li ignored the persuasion of others, opened the car door and ran towards the river.

At this moment, the ferry was extremely quiet, with no defenses and no enemies in sight.

"Follow up!"

After giving up the order, Captain McKay chased after him. He was also very excited. A complete pontoon bridge was of great significance to the 1st Airborne Division.

Soon, under the leadership of the two men, the paratroopers stepped onto the bridge.

Almost instantly, the engineers noticed something was wrong. In this season, the Rhine River was not flowing very fast, and the pontoon bridge that originally allowed motorcycles to pass started to sink after only twenty people were standing on it.

The experienced Captain McKay stopped and signaled everyone to move back.

Through the thin water vapor, Lu Li saw the desperate scene and whispered:

"I guess the bridge... has been torn down a section from the middle. I'm afraid it's useless now."

As he finished speaking, he stared eastward. Less than a mile away from the pontoon ferry, the giant reinforced concrete bridge was silhouetted in the moonlight.

Arnhem Bridge, also known as Anhen Bridge.

It stood there eerily, its height was daunting.

Those cement ramps alone can be called a comprehensive building complex. Below them is a highway that runs from east to west. On both sides of them are houses and factory buildings. The top height is only the same as the ramps.

Everyone present knew that it was the most important objective, the heart of Operation Market Garden.

In order to see it with their own eyes, the entire airborne division had been marching for nearly six hours, and Lu Li, Meng and others were airdropped to the enemy's base camp last night, also for it.

"Now there is no need to do the troublesome multiple-choice questions, let's go, red devils."
Chapter completed!