GERMAN PRISONERS APPROACH
It is almost noon. Turner is at the platoon's center, near the edge of the road, when a Frenchman on a bicycle peddles up.
"Bonjour, monsieur," the man says in a very thick accent. Short and stocky, wispy blond hair peaks from under a checkered cap.
"Pardon, my language in English is not so good. The Germans who have been made prisoner, they are coming," he says, pointing up the road.
Turner sees five Americans three hundred yards away leading a dozen German prisoners towards Neuville-Au-Plain.
Corporal Kelly speaks up. "Sir, something doesn't seem right about this. There weren't supposed to be any paratroop drops to the north of us."
"Maybe they got lost? Lots of troops had trouble on the way here."
"If they were lost, how did they find that big a group of other lost paratroopers?"
Turner glances back at the Frenchman, who stares intently but says nothing.
Corporal Bowles is crouched with a machine gun team near Turnbull. The difficult paratrooper speaks up.
"Hey Lieutenant, it's got to be a trap. I saw the Krauts* do something like this in Sicily. Open up with the BAR on the side of them and see how they react."
The Corporal's cocky tone annoys Turnbull but the experienced fighter could be right.
The men come closer, the Germans shuffling but the Americans looking intently towards Turner. One of them lifts his arm and waves.
Well Lieutenant, what's your decision Let them get closer? Or fire some warning shots and see how they react.
Let Them Get Closer
Fire Some Warning Shots
