"Something's up! Something's up!" Less than half an hour after the troops set out, Tiger, who was on reconnaissance duty ahead, ran back and whispered, "Company Commander! There are about sixty or seventy enemies ahead. I can't tell which unit they are. They're all asleep in their sleeping bags, not a single one is on guard!"
"Not even a single one on guard?" Hearing Tiger's words, I couldn't help but be secretly amazed. In a war this bad, it's rare to find a unit that doesn't even bother with guards while sleeping. The British army is known for its high standards; they wouldn't make such a basic mistake. Even if the American troops are less disciplined, they always value life and wouldn't risk their lives like this!
Which unit could it be? Puppet troops? That seems unlikely; they're qui
