"Hey, don't be excited! Don't be excited!"
"Our own people, brothers! They are all our own people. We are members of the Dutch Rebel Army!"
The man who was pressed by the gun raised his hands very quickly, then shouted, and put down his hand and pointed it at his armband.
"What are you doing?"
When people approached, Chen Bin also realized that he had made a mistake. When he entered the town, the guys with armbands were the ones who were welcomed. From a standpoint, they were indeed his own people.
He waved his hands to the comrades who were alerted by the second row nearby, and lowered his guns at the same time.
"Clean the portal! No, I should be punishing the German devils' lackeys!"
Seeing Chen Bin put down his gun, the middle-aged man from the resistance army showed a smile on his face. He raised his hand and pointed at the woman hiding behind Chen Bin. At this moment, his face was as cold as the winter...
"Help me! Help..."
Several men walked past, blocking the woman's retreat from left to right, holding her arm and dragging her outward. Chen Bin's face was a little weird. Could this woman be a Nazi person?
Spy? Or those Chinese...traitors?
Chen Bin's indifference broke the woman's last glimmer of hope. He was sadly pulled into the lively crowd by his compatriots and pressed to the ground. Then two so-called resistance soldiers with armbands stepped forward and grabbed her hair and pushed it away very rudely.
The big waves with long hair turned into a bald man in a blink of an eye... No, bald man looks better than her!
The originally golden and thick waves are now like being gnawed by a dog, with unshaven hair roots remaining on the top of the head. Looking at the tears that shed when her hair falls, she also put on makeup on her face...
Where is the previous charm?
"What did they do?"
Looking at Winters who came to him, Chen Bin asked in a low voice.
Put yourself in your shoes and think about it. If someone is shaved, your mentality will probably explode. What's more, these women who attach great importance to beauty...
"You listen to it yourself..."
Winters did not directly answer Chen Bin, but pointed at the crowd around him.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Chen Bin heard words such as "sleep with you" and "serving German devils". The combination was nothing more than these women who slept with German soldiers when they occupied this place in Germany...
This absurd scene had a significant impact on Chen Bin's ethical concepts.
Thinking of the woman who was just kissing her tongue, Chen Bin felt disgusted before. Thinking about the situation in the occupied areas, especially the supplies of materials in the later German army...
Even when the German army's own logistics began to struggle, where can the living conditions of the people in these occupied areas be better?
Especially these women, what else can they do besides selling their bodies for food to survive? Of course, there is not necessarily a possibility that they are vain and cling to German soldiers...
And these so-called Dutch resistance troops did not see them doing anything when they attacked Zongzhen. As a result, Zongzhen was captured, and these people were very active in picking up their own people...
The complex ideas and the difficult situation of distinguishing right and wrong made Chen Bin's face look ugly.
"Okay, don't think about it. Are you really in love with that woman? This is their own internal affairs. Let's go, the British Second Imperial Guard Armored Division is coming, let's go and take a look!"
Nodding silently, Chen Bin and Winters joined the British armored forces together.
Just like when they entered the city, the British armored troops were also warmly welcomed by the residents. Even some beautiful ladies were simply invited to board the British tanks...
God really knows why four girls can sit on the American Sherman steamed bun? It’s obviously such a small space...
"We may have to spend the night in the town at night. We will go to the east of the town on the first row, the west of the town on the second row, and the north of the third row. Let's tell your brothers, don't be careless!"
"Okay! Where is the south of the town?"
Winters was nodding in the direction of the British Armored Division entering the city...
Winters did not mean to bring him to meet the other party, and Chen Bin was happy to be quiet. Chen Bin, who had not recovered from the impact he had just received, suddenly felt that fighting seemed to be the simplest thing in the world.
There are not so many bad situations, there is only persistence. Stick to your own battle position, stick to your goals, and stick to your beliefs...
The nights in the town form a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle of the day.
After patrolling the second platoon positions at around 10 o'clock in the evening to ensure that the sentry was on duty, Chen Bin also fell asleep with a rifle...
The next morning, the team set off again.
Target, Enhefen!
"Hey! Chen, come up and sit down?"
"No, thank you!"
Listening to the roar of Sherman in my ears, Chen Bin walked by the roadside, and there were sentries scattered in the flower fields further down the roadbed. The process of the troops moving in, both standard and comfortable!
Compared with the situation when Normandy landed, "communications are basically yelling, and transportation is basically dependent on walking", the paratroopers this time were simply too comfortable...
This feeling of extra comfort, in turn, once again gave rise to the uneasiness in Chen Bin's heart.
I always feel something will happen...
No, it should be said that, I know something is going to happen, but I don’t know when something will happen!
It is precisely this kind of worry that Chen Bin didn't even dare to sit on a tank, for fear that a shell would suddenly fly...
“Nuannan?”
Just as he was thinking about his thoughts, he glanced at a street sign on the side of the road. He subconsciously read out the "NUENEN" on it, and Chen Bin immediately received a response from his comrades...
"Nuannan? This is where Van Gogh was born!"
"Yes, but so what?"
"Can prove that what you learned in Haval can come in handy!"
Listening to the laughing and quarrels that started because of himself, Chen Bin raised his lips slightly and continued to move forward. As a casual man, Chen Bin really doesn't understand where Van Gogh's paintings are good...
I don’t think that others’ paintings are good, so I naturally can’t say that they are so popular.
Ignoring a Dutch woman who was begging for food on the roadside, the group soon came outside the town in Nuannan. At the entrance of the town, Sherman, who was originally lined up in a column, began to change his formation...
The front car is on the left, the second car is merged into the front car to the right, and the tank behind turns the turret to guard the two wings of the town. The next step is to use the car's on-board sighting equipment to conduct the first visual investigation of the town.
Everything seemed normal, and it was so normal that it was a bit dogmatic. However, at this moment, Brewer's story began...
Chen Bin, who was holding a rifle and waiting for the investigation results, suddenly found that Lieutenant Brewer, the new platoon leader in front of him, had moved. He walked forward through the crowd while grabbing the telescope hanging on his chest...
Walking to the center of the road, I stood about twenty meters away from the front car, and then raised my telescope casually...
Chapter completed!