Rosen knew exactly where he would go next, and he was also thinking about how to prepare enough supplies.
The truck sped along with its lights shining brightly. It was not until Belgium defended itself that the lights were turned off. Then it kept driving until it was still a few kilometers away from Bastogne, when the truck stopped.
"Damn! I never thought I would one day parachute out of a truck."
"It's called a tailgate jump. If you don't open the parachute, at least you won't fall." "Shut your mouth."
...
A bunch of people jumped out of the car, walking around. Bickering is convenient.
After that, everyone lined up and prepared to enter Bastogne on foot. At this time, the sound of fierce exchanges of fire could be heard faintly.
"We are on the battlefield again." Someone said.
But none of you know what a cruel battlefield this will be. Rosen said in his heart.
E Company marched along both sides of the road, with defeated U.S. troops in the middle. Some of them had thrown away their weapons and coats, and were in an awkward state.
Some even shouted like crazy: "Run! They will kill you! They are too crazy, we can't stop them, tanks, machine guns, and those blue lights!"
p>"They are talking nonsense." Winters shouted loudly in order not to damage the morale of the company: "These guys are so pitiful, they are simply a disgrace."
Rosen had no time to mock these defeated soldiers, but walked over and said: "Do you have bullets? Grenades will do, too. I think your coat is not bad, give it to me."
The one he stopped The man looked at him blankly, and then gave him everything Rosen wanted.
George Lutz, Bill Randleman and others also followed suit. While walking towards the front line, they continued to collect supplies from the broken troops.
This is simply not enough, especially as we move forward, the sound of artillery is getting louder and louder, mixed with gunshots. Everyone is asking: "Where is the ammunition?"
Soon someone drove up in a jeep filled with grenades and bullets. His name was George Rice, who was in charge of logistics. He happened to know where the ammunition was and also knew that E Company was short of ammunition, so Just sent it over.
After that, he kept driving boxes of bullets and grenades until each soldier could no longer carry them.
There is no problem that Rosen can't hold it at all, and he has the largest amount of ammunition, covertly and covertly.
A rough estimate is that there are at least 10 boxes of mk3a2 grenades and 20 boxes of m1 bullets.
Since it was dark and the crowds were chaotic, Lieutenant Rice probably didn’t know that someone had stolen so much ammunition, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t care.
Although part of the ammunition was solved, the situation of E Company was still not very good, because they had no artillery fire, no air support, and lacked food, mortar shells and other necessary equipment.
What’s even more terrible is that nowThe temperature dropped sharply below freezing, with snowflakes flying from time to time, but they had no winter clothes.
But they can't care about that now, because they are sticking their butts out and digging foxholes like crazy.
On December 19, E Company was stationed on the front line south of Foy as part of the Bastogne Ring of Defense.
This is a forest, with a pasture in front, and the slope extends to the village of Foy 1 kilometer away.
The forest was filled with rows of thick pine trees. Rosen and others began to dig foxholes a few meters inside the woods, build defense lines, and set up sentries on the edge of the woods.
If Rosen is willing, he can summon poisonous flower vines at any time to easily help him dig foxholes, or even dig underground fortifications.
But he didn't do that.
He was just like the others, wielding the m1943 engineer shovel to dig holes in the extremely frozen ground.
“After continuous practice, you have acquired new skills: soil work, level 1. When you hold the engineer shovel pickaxe, the speed of digging holes is +20%, and the stability of the fortifications you build +30%, Concealment +30%, Comfort +20%."
Rosen twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a happy smile.
In the early morning of December 10, heavy fog enveloped the entire woods and pastures.
In the morning, everything was covered with frost and snow, especially the trees, which were completely white. It was like falling into a world made of Ling Qiong's broken jade.
Unfortunately, it is too cold.
Except for Rosen, who was not affected by the severe cold at all, no one had the time to appreciate these magnificent scenery.
The company's medic, Eugene Luo, put his hands in his pockets and hunched his neck while wandering around the defense line searching for medicines and anesthetics.
"Hey, Eugene, be careful. "Rosen saw him and waved to him: "The German snipers on the opposite side have been aiming here."
Although Eugene's surname is also Luo, his name is Luo. They were not unrelated, but Rosen had a pretty good impression of this enthusiastic and kind-hearted medical soldier.
Especially because they are still peers, so they chat a lot in private.
Eugene jumped into Rosen's foxhole and immediately sighed: "God! You are so comfortable here. I can guarantee that this is definitely the entire E Company, no, it should be said that it is the 101st It’s the most comfortable foxhole in the division. I don’t want to move as soon as I sit here.”
“Eugene, no matter how good the foxhole is, it’s still a foxhole.” Rosen took the photo. He patted his helmet and said, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"Do you have any morphine you brought back from the Netherlands?" Eugene asked.
"Yes." Rosen reached out and pulled out a backpack from under a piece of clothing in the foxhole, handed it directly to Eugene and said, "That's all, save some."
Eugene looked at the things in the backpack, and immediately became happy, and then said: "It's a pity that there are no scissors. I'll look elsewhere."
"I'll send you there." Rosen said: "In case you really encounter German soldiers, then we will be in trouble."
Eugene was not polite and allowed Rosen to follow him with the M1 Garand.
After searching and asking, they still couldn't find anyone who had scissors. At this time, the two of them had arrived at the battalion headquarters unknowingly.
Captain Winters was applying shaving cream on his face behind his back.
Shaving in this weather is really refreshing.
At this moment, Rosen glanced and saw a German soldier wearing a winter coat emerging from the woods in the distance.
He didn't bring a gun. He walked to the middle of an open space and took off his clothes, took off his pants, squatted down and took off his stripes.
Rosen looked at Captain Winters and saw that he was signaling not to shoot, so he quietly walked over and pointed his gun at him.
It wasn't until he solved the problem that he said in German: "Come here."
The soldier was confused at the time, but he still raised his hands cooperatively and walked over to surrender.
Captain Winters searched all his pockets and found only a few photographs and a roll of bandages.
"Send him to the regiment headquarters." Winters waved his hand.
"Rosen, let's go." Seeing that he couldn't find anything useful in Winters, Eugene turned around and left.
The two of them had not taken two steps before Eugene saw another medical soldier, Ralph Spiner.
"Do you have any extra scissors here?"
Eugeot asked, and then heard a harsh whistle from the sky.
Ugh.
"Shell attack!" Rosen shouted, grabbed Eugene and rushed to an unoccupied foxhole nearby.
Boom.
A pine tree less than fifty meters away was exploded into countless debris on the spot, and some pine branches were still on fire, emitting black smoke.
"Medic..."
Eugene heard the shouting and rushed over.
The shelling continued, but the German infantry did not attack.