Chapter 67 Street Fighting (2)

Alfred knew how deadly street fighting was, and his experience on the Russian front had taught him a lesson, and now he was leading some battle-hardened young veterans to the north end of the bridge.

The distance is getting closer and closer, 700 yards... 600 yards... 500 yards...

When the distance from the British position was less than 200 yards, the huge bridge entrance could already be vaguely seen.

However, the sound of violent machine gun fire sounded instantly, and at the same time, accompanied by the roar of howitzers, many teams were stagnant behind the house, suppressed and unable to move.

"Sir, I saw German soldiers, do I need to shoot now?" Henry asked Lu Li for instructions while kneeling by the window sill.

"Fire."

After the words fell, a dull gunshot sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Alfred, who was hiding behind the tree, found that the soldier beside him had fallen down, and there was still a neat small hole in his forehead.

"Smoke bomb!" He didn't care to hide, and shouted at his own artillery behind him.

Unfortunately, before the smoke bomb was released, another soldier was shot, and blood gushed out from his neck. Even if he covered the wound with his hand to stop more blood from gushing out, he was still powerless.

"Petersen!" Alfred turned his head sideways, looked at the nearby bushes and yelled, begging, "Don't move, please."

In Lu Li's line of sight, the German soldier was lying on the ground and struggling. Obviously, the shot just missed and did not kill him directly.

"Sir, do you need me to replace the gun for you?"

After finishing speaking, Henry put his hand on the trigger. He added a triple mirror to his rifle, which can shoot the enemy more efficiently. However, he was still amazed by Lu Li's marksmanship and eyesight, which were as sharp as an eagle.

"No need." Lu Li raised his gun, ready to end the suffering of the German soldier.

At this moment, Paterson felt that his breathing was getting tighter and tighter. He gave up struggling, reached into his pocket with trembling hands, took out a photo, and tried to lift it up, facing Alfred: "Give...give me... …wife."

It was taken while fighting on the Eastern Front, and every soldier in the squad has one.

"No, no, Paterson!" Alfred collapsed, he didn't dare to move before the smoke bomb took effect, he could only beg: "Don't make me do this, lie back behind the bunker, I will save you……"

boom!

A bullet hit the center of the eyebrow, and blood splashed across the young sergeant's face, making him stunned.

Lu Li helped the German soldier end his suffering, but left Alfred in guilt and remorse.

Not far away, smoke began to spread around, separating the positions of the two sides.

As a result, the sniper lost his target. Lu Li and Henry put away their guns, drank hot tea silently, and waited for the German team to approach.

At the same time, a German lieutenant asked someone to volunteer to cross the smoke blockade and drop blasting charges into the house under the heaviest fire.

Hearing this, Alfred, who was bent on revenge, picked up the explosive bag and rushed over without even thinking about it.

He ran along the hedge first, then stopped behind a tree next to the red-roofed house.

In fact, Captain Mackay's two howitzers were placed here, and the soldiers attacked by removing the glass windows.

"Damn Brit!"

With a snarl, Alfred threw the dynamite into it and, without looking back, ran quickly to his soldiers, lying in the rubble waiting to explode.

A few seconds later, a roar that hurt the eardrums came from behind, and at the same time, the water in the teapot began to shake. Lu Li stood up silently. He knew that the Germans were about to launch an attack.

And it is.

"Action, pay attention to the snipers hiding in that school, they are all walking close to the bunker!"

With a sullen face, Alfred led the remaining seven soldiers to charge. Behind him were three other troops on mission. In terms of numbers, they definitely far exceeded Lu Li and the others guarding the east side of the bridge.

Soon this group of people was spotted by the vigilant big man Miller, who shouted downstairs: "Guys, the Germans are coming!"

Almost at the same time, a fierce firefight took place outside the building. Captain McKay, who had been squatting for a long time, pulled the trigger and shot at the shadow.

Miss Juliana was terrified by the flames, flying debris and gunshots. She wanted to go back to the teaching building and ask Captain McKay for help.

However, after seeing this scene, he hurried back to the school building and locked the door.

"Monk, put the gun on the windowsill and support the brothers outside."

As he said that, Lu Li raised his submachine gun and shot at a black shadow hiding in the bushes.

Before he died, the German soldier didn't understand what was exposed.

However, the balance of victory was not tilted. Alfred's soldiers quickly stabilized their positions. They rolled and ran agilely, divided into three tactical groups, and hid behind the bunkers to fight back.

Flip the tab--wait--throw--

Suddenly, the grenade exploded in front of the window sill where Munch placed the machine gun, filling the air with choking smoke and cement blocks.

dying……

This was the last thought of Private First Class Francis Monk, but after a while he found that he could still think, and he could still feel.

"You owe me another life."

The voice came from the side.

Lu Li noticed the moment the enemy pulled the safety ring of the grenade, and quickly dragged the guy away.

Monk nodded awkwardly, other than that, there was no other performance, as if he was frightened and stupid.

"This group of people is very experienced." Henry pulled out his self-defense pistol and stared at the corridor entrance.

The timing of the grenade thrown just now was absolutely impeccable. It detonated the moment it fell next to the target, and there was no time for Monk to react...

Thinking of this, Henry glanced at Lu Li. That kind of speed is definitely not something humans can achieve. As a sniper, he thought he had good eyesight, but he couldn't catch the figure of this officer.

"It's okay, Jesus will bless us, Amen."

At this time, Lu Li drew the sign of the cross, symbolizing the Holy Father, Holy Son, and Holy Spirit.

However, when he saw his fingers, Henry pursed his lips laboriously: "Sir, you...what the hell are you?"

The white bone spur-like substance replaced the nails, not only sharp, but also glowing with a dull luster that metal doesn't have.

Even though Lu Li didn't look much different from ordinary people at the moment, based on this alone, Henry concluded that this officer had become something beyond human cognition.

"The messenger of Satan..."

Monk squatted in the corner and muttered to himself. Just as he recovered from his senses, he also noticed Lu Li's strangeness, and instantly thought of this morning——

Old Mr. Van Ness declared that a giant wolf had killed a German search party, and that the scene of hell was beyond imagination.