There was silence around, and occasionally sporadic gunshots came from a distance, but it had nothing to do with the school.

    After observing for a while, Captain Mackay climbed out of the bunker. He guessed that the enemy should have been killed with a dagger or something.

    Because such a strong smell of blood can not be caused by the German withdrawal.

    But those bodies had been dragged into the distant trees by Lu Li, and he covered them with leaves and branches. If he didn''t deliberately search, he couldn''t find them at all.

    "This... What''s the matter?"

    A soldier kept looking around, trying to follow the blood to find out what had happened.

    Unfortunately, nothing was found——

    The blood stains were far apart, intermittent, and finally disappeared out of thin air.

    In fact, Lu Li''s strange speed and jumping ability are incredible even to himself, let alone others.

    "Sir, what should I do next? Report to the battalion headquarters or go back and stick to the building."

    "Collect the body, bury it in the garden first, and then bring it back to the mainland for burial when the war is over."

    In fact, Captain Mackay hasn''t figured out the reason, but the bad situation makes him ignore his thoughts. He can only press his mind and continue to deal with the war, urging: "speed up, maybe the enemy will touch it again soon!"

    "Yes... Yes, sir."

    The surviving soldiers hurried over and dug holes with engineers'' shovels and picked up branches.

    "Captain, where are the Germans?" Lu Li stepped out of the shadow and looked on alert.

    Mackay wiped the blood stains in his hands with leaves and said casually, "I''m dead, but there''s no body."

    "Did anyone get hurt there? I remember the Germans threw a grenade in."

    "No, they all moved to the top of the school."

    With that, Lu Li came forward to help deal with the body, but he looked a little tired.

    However, no one cares. After all, the long march and battle make everyone feel physically and mentally tired. If they are energetic, it is not in line with common sense.

    More than ten minutes later, the soldiers on the scene gathered around the grave and read prayers. In addition, Captain Mackay specially removed two boards from the abandoned box, nailed them into a cross and inserted them at the head of the grave.

    In this way, the humble farewell ceremony was over.

    Listening to the less and less explosions around, a soldier suggested: "go upstairs and have a rest. The Germans should not come again in a short time."

    Captain Mackay nodded and said in a deep voice, "come on, let''s take turns to watch the night."

    Lu Li has no objection to this, but he still has concerns in his heart: will Henry and monk help keep secrets? The worst plan is to escape quickly and fight alone in the next time.

    As for whether the rash exposure ability is worth it, Lu Li didn''t think about it at all.

    At that time, he could not have watched Munk die with his own eyes, even if this guy was an NPC, plot character or a program set by the headmaster.

    Because Lu Li always believed that those who fought side by side with him were flesh and blood, just like Mr. Conan Doyle.

    With this complex mentality, he walked into the teaching building with Captain Mackay and others.

    Soon, monk greeted him, pointed to the portable stove and said, "boss, I''ve made you a cup of hot tea."

    But soon, he noticed that some people didn''t come back and their smiles gradually disappeared.

    "Thank you." Lu Li took the teapot, looked around and said, "where are they?"

    "Observe the form of Arnhem bridge on the top floor. The Germans have just fired three flares."

    Monk noticed Lu Lixin''s doubts and added in a low voice: "Sergeant Henry is a little tired. Since he got up, he has been squatting in the corner to rest."

    "This guy..."

    Captain Mackay shook his head, grabbed ahead of Lu Li and said, "I''ll watch at the entrance of the corridor. You all find a place to rest."

    Hearing the speech, Lu Li looked down at his military watch: at 1:40 a.m., it will be five hours before dawn, which means that the advantage of seeing things at night can be maintained for five hours.

    At this point, he took the military teapot and turned and walked upstairs.

    "I''m not sleepy either. Go and watch on the roof."

    The voice came to the ears of the people.

    Captain Mackay didn''t know why, so he didn''t ask much if Lu Li had any sequelae of the war, and waved his hand to the people to disperse.

    The main building of the school, the roof on the top floor.

    Big Miller held a telescope in one hand to observe the situation of Arnhem bridge——

    From 10 p.m. to now, one truck after another of German infantry tried to break through the defense line, while the defenders of company a lit them with flame throwers to repel the enemy''s attack.

    "Everybody go downstairs and have a rest. I''ll watch here."

    Lu Li''s voice came from behind.

    After hearing the speech, Miller handed him the telescope, did not refuse, said "call me up and change my post in two hours", and led the other wounded soldiers downstairs.

    Henry, squatting in the corner, got up quickly and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, I need to accompany you..."

    "No, go downstairs and have a rest."

    Lu Li knew that he was afraid of himself, especially when he had just killed someone. The strong smell of blood could not be hidden.

    "Sir, this half pack of cigarettes is for you, and so is the blanket."

    After putting down his things, Henry left quickly.

    Watching the back go away, Lu Li silently lit a match, walked to the handrail, smoked and looked at the burning bridge not far away.

    Although I can understand Henry''s behavior, it doesn''t feel very good.

    At the moment, Lieutenant grayburn was supervising the retreat of all the soldiers to the back of the bunker. His face was seriously injured, but he remained on the bridge.

    Standing high and looking at the black smoke spiraling from the wreckage of the vehicle, Lu Li thought: it seems that he can be quiet this night.

    After all, the Germans on the south bank are unlikely to launch a large-scale attack before those abandoned vehicles are cleaned up, and it is estimated that the Germans in the rear also need time to rebuild their equipment and morale.

    The fact is indeed as Lu Li guessed.

    Before dawn, the fighting stopped for nearly five hours, as if both sides were taking a deep breath.

    After midnight, Lu Li did nothing but leave cigarette butts all over the ground.

    Now, at the initial moment of sunshine, Dutch resident Hermann sneaked upstairs to a four story room overlooking country Avenue.

    There, he saw a dead German soldier lying on a flower bed full of tulips, and a dozen armored vehicles lined up neatly in the grass, indicating that a new battle was about to start.

    Heleman drew the curtains, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and glanced in a hurry. He noticed the costume store opposite. The night battle broke the window glass, and rows of Knight models in armor fell to the ground.

    The gentleman shed tears and turned away. He hoped that the scene was not prophetic.