"Let me tell you first, which unit you belong to?"

Hearing the urging of the voice, Chen Bin did not move either.

He only has one life, and even though he will not really die in this world. However, Chen Bin didn't want to understand the punishment of failure in the mission. He hid behind a tree cautiously, and Chen Bin quickly got an idea.

"Our 505th Regiment of the 82nd Division, our commander is Colonel Ekro, and the commander of the division is General Li Qiwei. Guy, should you believe it now?"

The 82nd Division?!

Chen Bin frowned, and the situation seemed to be a little beyond his expectations.

This is so far off, right?

The 82nd Division's assembly area is said to be Dufohexi, which can be divided into specific assembly points and their mission goals, St. Mel Aegris Town, and not only is it apart from the target of its 101st Division, Carontan.

At least it is a straight line distance of more than ten kilometers, which is so outrageous! No wonder I am so big and disappearing?!

"Brother, ah~ I really... can't stand it anymore, come... give me some fun!"

Just as Chen Bin was thinking, the voice in the dense forest urged again.

After several tests, Chen Bin gradually believed the other party. He slowly held up his pistol and bypassed the blocking trees. Chen Bin showed up directly without rushing...

He saw that man, indeed the US military uniform. But his armband was in the shadow of the trees and could not see clearly...

I saw the man sitting beside the trunk of a big tree, his legs stretched forward, his head covered in sweat. He had no weapons at his hand... After carefully observing his sides, he confirmed that there was no so-called German army waiting for the rabbit. Chen Bin then got up and walked over...

"You guy, you are too cautious! Alas, but this is also a good thing. Fortunately... are you from the 101st Division?"

Seeing that Chen Bin was finally willing to show his body, the guy leaning against the tree couldn't help but complain.

"Is he a private?!"

"I made some mistakes and I'll get rid of it!"

As he got closer, Chen Bin saw the rank of the man, a sergeant.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

"Yes, I'm so lucky. I hit a stone when I landed. My legs were broken, and mys... I feel like I should have had a lot of blood, but unfortunately my leg bag fell off..."

The sergeant leaned against the tree and pointed to the black liquid under him, saying self-deprecatingly.

What is unknown liquid, it is obviously blood!

Looking at the sergeant's abnormally bent legs and a piece of bone that had poked the flesh behind the calf, Chen Bin now understood why he couldn't move. Or, it was already very fierce that he could climb here from the landing place...

The so-called black liquid is also the blood reflected in the shadow of the trees!

Being able to survive until now means that the arteries have not been damaged. But looking at the blood all over the ground, I guess it will not take long to survive...

"Stop looking, man! It's the greatest luck to land without any injuries! Whether you are a soldier or anything, the lucky boy of the 101st Division! Can you help me? Give me some fun and then help me bring this back..."

The sergeant's face seemed a little calm in the moonlight. Perhaps, in the dark, he had already seen death coming...

"Do you send it to the 505th regiment?"

After taking a letter from the other party's pocket, Chen Bin could guess this suicide note without looking at it. Faced with the situation of the sergeant, neither of them had the idea of ​​trying to rescue him.

This is the cruelty of war. Even if the sergeant is seriously injured, it will never be fatal under normal circumstances. But in this battlefield, especially on the battlefield behind enemy lines...

Such injuries can only be killed!

"Don't you try it? Fix the bleeding and hide it. At worst, you can get it and get it incited after going back..."

"It's useless, the blood flows too much. No one can give me a blood transfusion in this place. If there is no such large amount of bleeding, I should have saved it... It's okay to help me take this back, send it to the 505th regiment, or bring it back to Taylor from Cameron Street, Gadsville, New York..."

Smiling far-fetchedly, the sergeant took out a lighter from his pocket...

"I'm giving you this gadget! I can't use him anymore, and the supplies in my backpack, take them all for you if you are useful, and then give me a shot..."

Chen Bin felt a little reluctant to care about a letter he had just received in his hand and a flip lighter...

Killing people, you have done it yourself, but you can kill your teammates... Even if the other party asks for it, it is indeed something that cannot be saved at the moment...

"Come on, why are you hesitating! Oh, by the way, let me give you one first... Forget it, smoking will cause you to be implicated by it...No, you're here!"

Accompanied by a pack of opened cigarettes, it fell at his feet. Chen Bin pulled out his pistol...

After thinking about it, I inserted the pistol back into the holster.

"Hey! What are you still hesitating about? You Moji kid!"

"Your legs are already like this. You can't have a hole on your face when you see an angel, right? Give me your military card!"

Sighing, Chen Bin walked to the Sergeant.

When the Sgt. Hearing that Chen Bin asked for his soldier nameplate, the Sgt. He also knew that Chen Bin had made a decision. Because only when recording the list of deaths will the soldier in charge take off the nameplate on the body...

"Get it done, my name is Rhonda, Sergeant Rhonda Doyle."

"Chen Bin, I'm very happy to meet you!"

"Oh~ so, so I'm very happy..."

Sergeant Rhonda Doyle was halfway through his words. When he was at his most relaxed, Chen Bin broke his neck...

This murder technique originated from later generations, the first experiencer actually had his own comrade-in-arms in this world. I have to say that Chen Bin's mood is a bit complicated...

One of the few comforts is that this stress fracture trauma caused by the reverse dynamics of the head can cut the nerves while cervical vertebrae breaking, which can achieve the effect of instant death.

It can also reduce the other party's fear of the muzzle and unnecessary pain.

Finally, it can make the other party more decent...

Taking the other party's soldier's nameplate, the letter also had a lighter. Chen Bin comforted himself in his heart while turning the direction and walking west along the grass beside the road.

After the mission is over, I am afraid I will leave this world and I will not have the chance to send him a letter to the United States. Moreover, his nameplate will be handed over to the 505th Regiment who is responsible for recording the list of dead soldiers...

Since you agree to the other party, you must make a promise.

Although going to the 82nd Division's assembly area first would delay his time, Chen Bin calculated the time. If the road is more than ten kilometers faster, even if it is a detour, two hours will be enough to rush back by himself.

Even looking at the landing site that is too biased to be no longer tilted, it is conceivable that others are probably not much better than themselves...

In the absence of landmark information, this sergeant from the 82nd Division and that road still showed him a clear path.

Follow the road, find the assembly area of ​​the 82nd Division, complete the other party’s explanation, and confirm the location, then rush back to the 101st Division to participate in the battle!
Chapter completed!