Chapter 66: The Transverse Is Afraid of Losing His Life

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  Despite still being in the midst of fierce fighting, John was left pale-faced by the sight of the German soldiers' remains crushed by Sherman's nearly 34-ton tank. A US soldier behind him tried to reach out and pull John up, but his hand hesitated and withdrew upon seeing John covered in gore.

  John could not blame the soldier's behavior, and would not have wanted to himself. John angrily vented all his ire on the German!

  "Give me a burst! Damn it, don't crouch behind the tank! Give me a shot!" John was shouting, when he suddenly felt something strange on his helmet. He reached up and pulled off a handful of white stuff that had been wiped onto his helmet.

  "Oh my god! It's intestines!" John spat out another mouthful!

  No one would dare to make fun of John, except that the soldiers involuntarily kept a distance from him as they fought fiercely with the Germans under the cover of tank fire!

  "Prepare for close combat!" a US Army sergeant yelled loudly to his men, as the distance between them and the Germans was now less than ten meters.

  John leaned against the back of the disabled tank, cursing non-stop. Although John had basically cleaned up the flesh stuck to his body, his clothes were soaked in fresh blood, making him look a bit eerie.

  John regained some strength and immediately charged back into the fray. Although the two armies had already made physical contact, the small number of German soldiers could still hold on, but as more American troops joined in, the remaining dozen or so German soldiers could no longer hold out. Some instinctively turned around and started to flee, while others, seeing that they couldn't escape, threw down their guns, knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and, not caring whether the fierce-looking American soldiers in front of them could understand, babbled away in German, expressing their intention to surrender.

  John was also on fire at this time, and he didn't care whether the Germans were going to surrender or not. He continued to shoot at the German army who had already put down their weapons, killing a few more. Two or three young German soldiers were so scared that they fell to the ground, trembling. John gave them a fierce glance, then waved his hand and led his troops to pass by these two or three surrendered German soldiers, continuing to pursue the fleeing German army.

  I saw that the danger from the right had been averted and immediately called John back.

  "John, stop pursuing! I order you to turn around immediately and launch a flanking attack on the main force of German troops attacking me, while I will launch a counterattack from the front!"

  John then stopped his pursuit of this fleeing force and turned back, again along the line of General Frie's advance.

  "Charge! Charge!" I loudly commanded my troops to launch a counterattack against the still resisting German army!

  "Captain! The German firepower seems to be weakening! But why is the German resistance so strong?" Lin Berna said.

  "This is the rearguard left for Laozi! Charge forward and devour him! Stick to their main force!"

  "Yes! Bring them all to me!"

  Bernard launched a counterattack against the German rear guard under the cover of Sherman tanks! The battle has been going on until now, and for the time being, I don't have to worry about my back at all. I just need to keep pushing forward with all my might. No matter what, when we encounter the second line of defense set up by the Germans, we must stop this group of Germans who dare to attack me. However, the small force of a dozen or so Germans in front of us has stopped our pursuit!

  "Lin Borna! Why can't so many of you rush over there!" I roared at Lin Borna with bloodshot eyes.

  "Captain, they almost exchanged their lives for ours to stop our charge!"

  "What?"

  "They were outnumbered, I planned to rely on tanks to charge through in one breath! But unexpectedly they didn't retreat, instead they hugged cluster grenades and rushed into our attacking troops, playing with their lives. The troops were caught off guard and several were killed or injured! Captain, take a look at the morale of the troops!"

  I took a look, and in front of me these soldiers who were frightened by the desperate actions of the Germans, expressionless, said to Linberna: "I don't care what method you use, you must immediately eliminate these stubborn German resistances for me! I must see this Lieutenant Colonel Rops who dares to launch an attack on me at this time!"

  "Yes!"

  I am well aware of the thoughts of these soldiers, and in the current situation, we clearly have an absolute advantage. As long as we pay a little attention, even if the Germans in front of us want to play with their lives, they won't be given any opportunity. But if we quickly cross this group of Germans who are playing with their lives, we will definitely be caught by the Germans and engage in a life-for-life exchange. In the minds of these American soldiers, although they can also fight to the death with anyone, it is now an unwise act.

  To put it bluntly, when people are driven to desperation, everyone dares to exchange lives with you. However, as the party in a position of advantage, they are definitely unwilling to do so. This is why those in a position of advantage often find themselves at a loss against those who are desperate and fighting back. I couldn't help but think that this is indeed true to the old saying: "The foolish fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who have nothing to lose." American soldiers were indeed reckless at one point, but whenever they encountered people who truly wanted to fight to the death with them, even if they didn't say it out loud, they were terrified in their hearts. It was just like when they would meet that group of shabbily dressed people on the Korean Peninsula not long after.

  However, I won't care what method Lin Berna uses to get through, even if it's a life for a life, and he must also ensure that after rushing over, there is enough strength to stick to the Rops middle school who dares to attack me. Although the interrogation of the two German prisoners was hasty, I only got the number and commander of the attacking troops, but this was already enough, too much can't be asked from such small soldiers.

  "Lin Borna! Tell the soldiers to use more hand grenades!"

  "Yes! Captain!"

  An American soldier, crouching with his left hand holding a rifle and his right hand clutching a grenade, made a dash for the German position under cover of machine gun fire. Before he reached the spot, he slid to a stop and threw the grenade with all his might at the enemy's strongpoint, then immediately dropped flat on the ground. Boom! The explosion of the grenade instantly sent up a shower of blood and flesh.

  “GO！GO！GO!”

  The tank moved forward a few dozen meters, still slowly and steadily using the firepower on the tank to suppress the German resistance.

  "Next team up!" Lin Berna waved his hand and another standby squad rushed out.

  Just as General Lin Bernal's troops were launching a counterattack against the Germans, John's right-wing assault team had already followed the advance route of Colonel Furld and attacked from behind, causing the Germans to be caught in a pincer movement and having to split their forces to deal with the two-pronged attack.

  "Major Meddler, the Americans are behind us too!" Lyle exclaimed, wiping the blood from his face to the commander who had been holding on despite being wounded.

  "Layton, you and Raus hold the rear! I'll guard the front with Bal, every minute counts for Colonel!" Medler looked at Bal, whose legs were blown off and heavily injured, with some concern: "Bal, can you still hold on?"

  "Sir, I can still make it, give me a rifle!"

  Medler handed Bal an MP 40 submachine gun and said: "You only need to take care of the American who rushes up to me!"

  Ba Er nodded.

  "Raus, are you afraid?" Laren asked Raus while firing at the advancing American forces.

  "Laird, to be honest, I wasn't afraid until you asked me, now I'm scared!" Ross fired back at the US military without showing any weakness.

  "Rouse, why?"

  "You damned fool, you've got me in a fix where if I don't watch myself I'll be killed by these American mongrels. What a fine mess I'm in!" said Rausch.

  Meddler burst out laughing and said: "Leyren, you're a real bastard!"

  Four men faced the US military's overwhelming attack, and in the end, they didn't laugh for long. After the US military's another attack was repelled, Bar was still killed due to his inconvenient movement. Only three people were left, Raus suddenly panted to Medler: "Commander, why don't we retreat, fight while retreating, must die-defend this place."

  Medler smiled wryly and said, "This position is a must-pass route for the Americans, and in this environment, their tanks can't even maneuver freely. Otherwise, we would have been crushed to pulp by their tanks long ago!"

  "Lai Ren suddenly changed the subject and said: 'Do you know who I admire most in this life?'"

  "Speak up!" said Raws.

  Lai Ren sighed and said: "His name is Mo Ni, he single-handedly killed more than 50 American mixed-bloods! He also won an honorary watch for me!"

  "Hand it over and let me take a look, I really haven't seen anything like this before?"

  Laird smiled and said: "I'll give it to Lieutenant Colonel Roperts. I hope he can keep this watch until the end of the war!"

  Raus and Medler understood Laren's idea, so they didn't mention it again. The more they wanted to bring it up, the less they wanted to fight anymore. Medler said: "I think when we leave later, if we see someone who doesn't look happy, let's send him off with a good deed, what do you guys think?"

  Raus nodded and said, "Good!"

  The small fort in front of me repelled my two small-scale charges, and I couldn't help but curse.

  "Organize manpower, blow it up with explosives! Damn tank, push that obstacle away!"

  Linberna called over a team of soldiers, letting them charge at the Germans' last stronghold under the cover of artillery fire. The sound of gunfire and cannons suddenly grew loud, but this time the German counterattack was not as fierce. Except for one MG42 machine gun that still posed a threat to the pincer movement troops, almost no other shots were fired.

  "The Germans are almost finished! Brothers, let's finish them off in one go!" I grabbed the Thompson submachine gun and rushed out too.

  "Captain!" Lin Berna shouted loudly at me, "What are you still looking at? Quickly protect the captain!"

  As he spoke, Linburna also jumped out of the bunker and rushed towards the last stronghold of the German army. Under my leadership, both John and Linburna had already approached the last stronghold of the Germans.

  The gate of the strongpoint had been barricaded from the inside by German troops, but a rather stout American soldier kicked it open with one foot and the two soldiers on either side immediately followed up with a burst of fire to the interior.

  "Grenade!"

  "Grenade!"