Chapter Thirty-Six: Alive Again

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  David held the Colt 11.43mm super powerful self-defense pistol, pulled the trigger twice, but except for the sound of the gun needle striking, there was no gunshot, and it turned out that the seven bullets in the magazine had been fired during the resistance just now.

  "Damn it, I've had enough!" David cursed, throwing the empty pistol at the German soldier, who instinctively dodged, but then a dagger was thrust into his throat. The German soldier, caught off guard by the sudden attack, yelped in pain as he pulled out the dagger from his neck and threw it aside, clutching at the bloody hole it had left behind. He rolled around on the ground, blood gushing out of his neck like a fountain.

  After David had thrown his only means of defense, the dagger, he was truly left without any power to fight back. He gritted his teeth and moved closer to Krein, gently examining the wound in his groin, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

  "That's quite direct, even cutting off the root! Fortunately, it didn't cut off your main artery!"

  David took over the battlefield first-aid kit that Krein had been carrying, which contained a few anti-inflammatory tablets and some gauze.

  "Oh, thanks to your thorough thinking! However, these things you and I can also use!" David rummaged through the bag, muttering to himself. Suddenly, he flipped out a small bottle of morphine from the bottom of the bag. David couldn't help but smack his lips in surprise, exclaiming: "You actually brought this stuff? To be honest, I think you shouldn't be a sniper, you should be a military doctor instead!"

  After David injected morphine into Keren, he reached out and grabbed Keren's crotch, starting to toss him around. In a short while, he actually tossed David until he was drenched in sweat.

  "Damn it, God, why is it so hard to get this place wrapped up! Can't you teach me a way to wrap it!"

  "David, is that you, my baby?" Kaelin asked, gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain.

  "No, your baby is fine!"

  "Really, you didn't cheat me?"

  "Really!"

  Whether Krein believed it or not, he had ultimately lost his footing as a man. As Charlotte's unit merged with mine, David picked out from the cannon fire that the Germans were beginning to falter.

  "Hold on, just a bit longer! You hear? The German devils are done for, they're starting to retreat after being beaten by the lieutenant!"

  "These damned Germans! David, after all this time, can't we go back? The captain and the others may have forgotten us already!" Krien's face was twisted in anguish.

  David fell silent, then suddenly laughed: "Krein, my buddy! You know what? When I was on Omaha Beach, I thought for a moment that I wouldn't make it to tomorrow, but I saw Conti, you know, our lieutenant colonel was just a sergeant at the time!"

  "Junior Lieutenant? To become a Senior Lieutenant in just these few days, oh, it's too unbelievable!" Krein was diverted from his thoughts by David's words and his expression improved a lot.

  "Yes! He's a lucky guy!" David suddenly remembered the hapless lieutenant who had taken command from Konti on Omaha Beach, and couldn't help but smile.

  "So, having extremely good luck is also a good thing, at least it's not like us, perhaps waiting for death here!"

  David shook his head and said, "I clearly remember Captain Conte saying that luck is indeed very important, but you should also have a desire to survive, otherwise you won't last long before going to see God."

  "A very reasonable sentence, but it doesn't seem like something a captain would say!"

  "God knows, I only know what I heard from his mouth!" David shrugged indifferently.

  "Alright, I admit it, you've succeeded! And now I don't plan on dying after all!" Krayn smiled weakly.

  "That's your problem!" David said, and the two of them burst out laughing at each other.

  "It seems like they're either dead or missing!" I said with a bitter smile to Lin Berna.

  "Or perhaps he's a prisoner of war!" Jones whispered.

  "If they were prisoners of war, they might still be alive! Never mind, the troops need to rest and comfort, as for those two, let someone else look for them, if there's really no news, just put their names on the list of missing persons!"

  "Yes!"

  "Also, organize the list of casualties and each department's achievements and hand them over to me." Looking at Luca, who was temporarily acting as Josen's deputy, he couldn't help but sigh, "Luca, from now on you are the platoon leader! From now on, you will be responsible for the soldiers under your command! Attention!"

  "It's a promotion!" Luca was clearly thrilled at his sudden rise through the ranks.

  "Alright, you all go to work now!"

  Colonel Heber is sorry for his mistakes in command during this operation.

  In the conference room of the brigade headquarters.

  "Colonel Heber, what is our unit's next move? Are we going to continue mopping up the remaining German troops?"

  "Dear Captain Conti, the Allied Red Ball Express plan has been successfully implemented. According to intelligence reports, the German army suffered heavy casualties here and withdrew from this area, so your assistance mission is over! Colonel Rome is quite dissatisfied with his troops being used by other units, so he took you back from me!"

  Major Rom has finally been promoted to Lieutenant Colonel, but his desire for control over his troops is even stronger. The soldiers he exiled are finally returning home.

  "Are they just going to leave the remaining German troops here?" I ignored Herb's joke.

  Captain Heber suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said with a sincere expression: "This time, it was I who almost didn't let you come back, please don't blame me!"

  "Sir, what are you talking about? This is war and no one can predict what the enemy is thinking!" I'm also telling the truth!

  "Captain Conti, I'd be willing to keep you here to help me. But your superior wants you back, probably because there's another big operation that needs you!" Colonel Herbert said suddenly.

  "Who made us all soldiers!" I said with a smile.

  "That's right!" Colonel Heber poured two glasses of wine and handed me one, "Come on, let's have a drink, and wish that we won't be soldiers in our next life!"

  "It can be a soldier, but don't fight!" I took over the wine glass, raised it and drank it all in one go!

  "Good, best never to fight!" Colonel Heber also burst out laughing!

  "Sir, where will our next attack be?"

  "I'm not sure of the specifics, but it's highly likely to be an important port!"

  After the defending forces on Omaha Beach were completely eliminated, the Allies immediately established an open simple dock there, named Dock A. The construction of Dock A began on D+2 and was completed on D+10. The first Allied ship to unload cargo at Dock A was Tank Landing Ship No. 342, which unloaded 78 vehicles in 38 minutes. However, three days later, the Normandy region suffered the worst storm in 40 years, which lasted for three days until it dissipated on the evening of the 22nd. Dock A suffered significant damage, and the Allied command decided to abandon repairs to Dock A and instead unload cargo directly onto the beach, hoping that ground forces would capture a major German port, which was the heavily fortified city of Cherbourg.

  The consolidation of the Cherbourg area made it extremely likely that the German forces would be attacked from inland. The Allied troops along the Red Ball Express transportation route could completely cut off the Germans' retreat, then thoroughly consolidate the entire Normandy region, making the huge port built by the Germans in Cherbourg an advance base for the Allies.

  "Brothers, our next move may be to seize a port city!" I said to my men in the house.

  "Which port?" Jones asked.

  "I don't know either! The superiors haven't given instructions yet, but I estimate it might be Cherbourg because this place is closest to our ally Britain!"

  "Oh no, it's terrible! There are large numbers of German troops waiting for us!"

  "This time we are no longer fighting alone, many troops have joined in the siege!"

  "Not again! Those damn superiors always send us to our deaths first!" Lin Berna had been harboring a grudge over Josen's death.

  "That's enough, Lin Borna! We are soldiers, we only obey orders, we can't control anything else!" I heard someone mention Qiao Sen and he got very angry, slamming his hand on the table, actually I was feeling uncomfortable.

  Lin Bona saw me get angry and immediately wilted a bit, then sat back on the stool.

  "Now fighting everywhere, people are dying everywhere! Maybe you've all had enough! But since I put on this uniform, I must hold on until the war is over, because this war will absolutely not end in just one year!"

  "Report!" The guard's face was somewhat abnormal, seemingly excited.

  "What's going on!"

  "Sir, David and Crean have returned!"

  "What?" I sprang up from my chair, and actually everyone in the house stood up when they heard this news.

  "David and Keren are back!"

  "The meeting is cancelled!"

  I burst out of the conference room door and only saw a David covered in blood and mud standing in front of me, looking limp.

  "David, my brother!"

  I grasped David's shoulder tightly and said uncontrollably: "My brother, you're finally back! I almost thought you were dead!"

  "I'm not going to die that easily, I haven't surpassed the White Reaper yet!" David struggled a bit but didn't break free and let me hold him. Perhaps unintentionally, I touched his wound, and a pained expression suddenly appeared on his face, but it flashed by in an instant.

  I released David and found that there was no sign of the young man named Keren. I asked: "Where is Keren?"

  "His thing was smashed, I sent him to the field hospital first!" David said helplessly.

  Everyone fell silent. In fact, there were many wounded like this, but everyone knew that the war would eventually end. However, for a man to be disabled for life and unable to have a normal married life was almost meaningless. But what could anyone do about it?

  "Oh God, I hope God blesses him!" Actually, I'm speaking for everyone's heart! Really wish God blesses him!