Tiger route.

    The mortar was landing on the road with disturbing accuracy in the woods where most of the paratroopers of the Third Battalion used to hide.

    At this moment, the top commander of the first airborne division, general urqut, has successfully landed. He and brigadier general rasbury stay in the bunker to discuss the situation in Arnhem. Both officers are disturbed by the current slow progress.

    The failure of communication tools makes their instructions unable to be conveyed in place in time.

    Half an hour ago, they lost contact with the troops on the Jaguar route, and only had intermittent communication with the second battalion.

    "Where''s Goff''s investigation company?"

    "Haven''t you contacted yet?"

    Hector turned to look at the correspondent.

    "No, just like the situation of the first battalion, it can''t be connected all the time."

    In the repressed atmosphere, rasbury had a strong premonition that the first battalion and reconnaissance company on the Jaguar route might be in danger.

    Almost subconsciously, Hector turned his eyes to the map, and a place circled with a red line aroused his vigilance - wolfheizer.

    In fact, since his departure, major Gough has traveled about two and a half miles along the Jaguar route, which was only with the help of the first battalion.

    The enemy was supported by semi tracked armored vehicles, artillery and tanks, and hundreds of paratroopers were forced to crawl in the grass. Even if they were making a tenacious counterattack, the chance of reaching the Arnhem bridge was still very small, and they could only rely on the Third Battalion and the second battalion.

    Unfortunately, the three battalions on the tiger route were also too pressed to move.

    What''s more, the enemies of the first and third battalions were major Zep Kraft of the Stormtrooper, the unlucky man who was forced to give up his place.

    This guy was convinced that he was surrounded, and conservatively estimated that the ratio between the British army and his non full armored training camp was 20 to 1. Even if his subordinates came to report that the enemy had come to a standstill under the artillery fire, Zep was still pessimistic and had no illusions about stopping the enemy for a long time.

    Maybe he didn''t know he was so strong, and the training camp is now supported by tanks, artillery and armored vehicles of the Hohenstaufen division.

    In fact, the division is less than two miles from Zep''s own headquarters, which is rarely known for confidentiality reasons.

    For now, everything depends on Colonel John Frost''s second battalion. They are marching steadily, because the branch road is not valued by the Germans.

    In addition to the obstruction encountered by Lu Li and others, only sporadic artillery fire caused some trouble to the second battalion.

    "Guys, look around!"

    "Next stop, lower Rhine railway bridge!"

    On the highway along the river, Lu Li shouted to his brothers while driving.

    With backup, monk walked out of the gloom and resumed his previous jump. As for what he thought, others couldn''t see it.

    "Boss, why do we always act as outposts? I thought we could get rid of bad luck after the jeep was reimbursed. As a result, the battalion commander allocated three more cars."

    After the fierce battle, it''s also a kind of enjoyment to hear the co pilot ask some out of tune questions.

    Thinking of this, marksman Henry suddenly felt that he was imperceptibly assimilated by monk.

    If one day, he becomes a tuberculosis sniper... Think carefully and fear.

    "What do you think is the reason?" Lu Li asked.

    Monk gave an illogical guess, but he looked serious: "Colonel frost hates us. Have you or Sergeant Miller ever offended him?"

    Between the two, there is a difference of eighteen thousand miles. The commander will embarrass them only when he has nothing to do.

    Correspondent Jerry curled his lips. It was the most boring joke he had heard this year.

    "No, he doesn''t hate me and Miller."

    Lu Li looked around and replied, "he just hates you alone."

    "A tool man who will bring bad luck."

    Laughter came from behind.

    It is conceivable that over time, the nickname given to monk by Lu Li will be widely spread within the first airborne division.

    Perhaps one day it will reach general Urquhart. The man who makes people feel happy has a habit——

    They like to call soldiers "Sons". If they know their specific names, they call them by their first names. They never put on airs, and often ask for soldiers'' nicknames.

    "If the general knew that there was one more person in his team who could bring bad luck, he would try his best to transfer him away."

    Correspondent Jerry looked straight.

    And Henry rarely joked. He said, "maybe he just put you in the kitchen and scrambled eggs every day."

    "Don''t be afraid. I''ll try to dig a hole in the ground and save you."

    Lu Li comforted casually.

    On the other two cars, the atmosphere is also much better. After all, most people want to drive. War is never reasonable. Die or lose.

    In a word, strive to complete the task and fight hard to protect yourself.

    Time passed slowly, at 5:40 p.m.

    Lu Li slowed down the speed, not because the enemy blocked the road or because there was not enough gasoline, but because the road was full of dead livestock and incomplete.

    Enemy artillery?

    Or your own bomber?

    Lu Li can''t understand the truth and can only be vigilant.

    Soon, Captain Mackay, who was in charge of support, drove up. His soldiers were engineers and were familiar with bridges.

    "Hard work, brother."

    The captain first said hello, and then said to Lu Li, "this place is too quiet to be true."

    "The observable hand found no enemy."

    Wen Yan, Mackay stopped the car, took out his telescope and looked at the railway bridge. The shore was really very quiet. No enemy was found, only waterfowls and weeds.

    A few minutes later, the convoy of six jeeps continued to drive towards the target, and the bridge reflected in the pupil continued to enlarge.

    Once it is taken and firmly held, the importance of the Arnhem bridge will decline.

    It is only one of the three goals. Although it is important, it can be abandoned. After all, as long as there is a place for ground troops to pass.

    This is mine. Take it!

    Lu Li gripped the steering wheel. He stepped on the accelerator to accelerate and led the team to charge. He didn''t want to go to Arnhem city and become the material in the flesh and blood mill.

    "God! German soldiers!"

    Captain Mackay, who was always watching the railway bridge with a telescope, suddenly became painful. He saw a German run onto the bridge from the South Bank of the Rhine River, kneel down in the center and start doing something.

    Lu Li turned too far. He found a small black spot in his field of vision and immediately ordered the investigation team to open fire.

    "Kill this bastard..."

    Halfway through, an orange flame rose into the sky, and the shock wave shook the earth.

    "The first bridge is gone."

    Mackay muttered to himself.

    Lu Li loosened the steering wheel and looked at the grand fireworks in front of him. He was in a strange mood. He didn''t like it or feel sad. He thought silently: can he change his fate ten minutes earlier.

    In the silence, the fire in the center of the railway bridge went out and the black smoke rose. Colonel frost hurried to the bridge. He was more open-minded and encouraged:

    "Guys, cheer up. It doesn''t matter. We have two alternative goals."

    It''s six thirty. Night falls.

    There are two bridges left for Erying to seize, one is a floating bridge in the suburbs and the other is a reinforced concrete bridge in the urban area.