On a sunny Sunday on September 17, 1944, religious ceremonies were held all over England. When worshippers knelt down to pray, the continuous buzzing of aircraft propellers suppressed other sounds.

    From 9:45 a.m., at least 2000 gliders and towed aircraft carrying airborne troops swarmed into the sky from 24 bases.

    The first airborne division to Arnhem took off first. Because their goal is to go deep behind the enemy in the northernmost sense, they need the largest number of personnel, anti tank guns and jeeps.

    Moreover, above, below and on the flanks of this huge formation are escort fighters. The number is also huge: there are Spitfire fighters, typhoon fighters and mosquito fighters from Britain, lightning fighters, lightning fighters and Mustang fighters from the other side of the ocean, as well as low altitude dive bombers.

    It was an extremely sunny day for the paratroopers, suitable for walking on the country road and drinking a few pints of fruit wine in the pub.

    Major general urqut was also in a good mood. Overlooking the countryside of Holland, he saw some nuns waving to the fleet, so he also waved to them. Even if he did so, he had little chance of being seen.

    In fact, the general is definitely one of the most enjoyable people in the flight formation, with a lot of entourage: adjutant Roberts, orderly, military priest, signalman, guard, and his favorite jeep.

    In a strange way, Hector looked at the spacious glider in front of him and felt a sharp pain in his conscience. He thought of the soldiers under his command. They were all heavily burdened and packed in the transport plane with equipment almost equal to their own weight, while he was only carrying a small backpack, two grenades and a map box.

    "Airborne guidance team... How are they?"

    "I don''t know, sir."

    Hearing the adjutant''s answer, general urqut shook his head. He was uneasy about his comfort——

    I wonder how many of the dozens of excellent soldiers who carried out the task last night can survive and whether they can successfully complete the task.

    These are doubts.

    "Listen, if anything happens to me, the order of command is rasbury, Hicks and Hackett."

    Although it sounded like a last word, general urqut felt it was safer to prepare for the worst in advance. He even thought that he said it a little late and should tell every brigadier general before taking off to prevent them from competing for command.

    "I see, sir."

    The adjutant nodded.

    "By this time, the bombing troops had reached the sky over the mental hospital in wolfheizer. I hope it was full of Germans."

    Now, all the decisions have been made. Hector has nothing to do thinking about what happened before boarding. A senior officer of the American air force called him to get a promise: the people living there are Germans, not madmen. Otherwise, the United States will not be able to bear responsibility.

    Because the mental hospital was very close to the assembly site and was in a dangerous position, the staff agreed that it was held by the Germans and could bear the responsibility to blow it up.

    Therefore, at 11:00 a.m., Lu Li and others saw the most absurd scene: when the Allied fighters passed wolfheice village, they dropped five bombs.

    This is only a prelude. After last night, the second round of bombing came.

    Over Arnhem, black plumes of smoke rose into the sky, fires burned in the city, streets were pitted, and debris and glass fragments were everywhere.

    None of the machine guns and anti-aircraft gun positions exposed last night were spared and were reimbursed.

    The Dutch either hid in the basement or in the church, waiting for the explosion to end.

    Of course, there are also brave people who still ride bicycles in the street or stand on the roof of their own house, alternating between excitement and fear.

    Ignoring the German ban, the broadcaster took the initiative to contact the orange radio station in London and began to broadcast the News Express throughout Arnhem:

    "I am Prince Bernhard."

    "The time is almost up, and what we have been waiting for is finally about to happen. Due to the fierce and swift attack of the Allied forces, some soldiers of the troops have not brought Dutch money. If our dearest ally takes out francs and Belgian money, we hope to cooperate and accept the money when we sell things."

    "Farmers should finish harvesting the crops and sell them..."

    "Finally, I would like to urge you not to express joy by offering flowers or fruits when the Allied forces arrive in the town. It is very likely that the enemy will disguise as ordinary people and hide bombs and poison in these things."

    Luli and others, who are far away in lunkum wasteland, also listened to the news communication——

    The radio set up on the electric pole played encouraging news intermittently.

    This means that the three of them finally don''t have to worry about it. As for the future battle, they can only look at it step by step.

    Anyway, Lu Li is tired of fighting alone.

    In this action, personal strength is too small. Small is like a drop of water in the ocean. Only by integrating into it can we play the greatest role and become a legend.

    By this time, big Miller had changed back to his original combat suit and painted his face because he didn''t want to be killed by his own people.

    "How are you, sir?"

    With that, monk fumbled in his trouser pocket for a while, then took out half a pack of cigarettes and scattered them to the two people next to him.

    "Nothing. I''m still a little hungry. Unfortunately, the last canned yellow peach has been eaten."

    Lu Li took the Camel Cigarette and began to smoke. Frankly, he didn''t smoke, but the other two guys were like this. Naturally, he couldn''t refuse.

    The two comrades in arms who had just met but were worth relying on, the gradually restored physical strength, and the upcoming large army made Lu Li feel a lot more secure.

    "You''ll see your companions in about an hour. Which army do you think will reach the ground first?" Miller unscrewed his telescope and scanned the far sky. "Brigadier Hicks''s first Airborne Brigade or our first paratrooper brigade? Bet a military ration."

    "Let''s land the first brigade by plane. They should take the lead in landing if they want to carry luggage."

    The smoke blocked Lu Li''s frown. The answer was obviously well thought out. He hoped to get a ration to better recover——

    When using wolf form, the energy consumption is very hungry.

    "Of course, it''s our first paratrooper brigade. I even bet that the man must be in our second battalion." monk unconditionally trusted his troops, and he replied without hesitation.