"Squeak squeak." The bayonet picked up a box of cans, then cut it with a bayonet a few times, and then you can prick it up and eat it.

While eating canned food, Scholzne looked into the distance.

He sat at the highest position in the manor, and from here he could see the surroundings clearly. Next to him was his direct troops, nearly twenty machine guns deployed around him.

They are the last guardian force.

He did not have a reserve team, nor did he have so many troops. All the soldiers were placed on the position. Due to a glider accident before takeoff, he also lost dozens of subordinates.

Whoever's position is lost, that means that whoever is killed in battle, and the person is in the position!

Skolzne believed that his subordinates had this awareness that when they joined the "Griffin" special forces, everyone's life no longer belonged to him, but to the entire empire!

And now, they all know how important the responsibility on their shoulders is. The manor they occupy has a lot of gold. This wealth belongs to Germany and there must be no mistakes!

"Maurice, why don't you eat?" He looked at the open space beside him. Morris cut a box of cans, but only ate a little, and then put it on.

"Col. We don't know how long we will be besieged. In order to continue fighting, we can save some of our supplies. I'm not very hungry anyway." Morris said.

Morris was still a young warrior, but he could think of many things. For example, they had to stick to it for a long time when they arrived here. In this way, supply was the most important thing.

Anyway, they are at the innermost level, and when they are on the court it is still early, they can simply save some of the food and give the troops outside.

Scolt-faced Scolzne showed a satisfied smile on his face at this moment. He looked at Morris lovingly, and at this moment, he was like a father.

"Morris, you are a soldier. As a soldier, you just think about how to win a battle. You don't have to worry about other things. Now, I order you to eat all the canned food."

As soldiers and soldiers of special forces, they definitely have a lot of appetite. After all, their daily training intensity is very high. Without sufficient food to provide energy, they will not be able to become strong at all.

As for the issue of food supply now, Morris doesn't have to worry about it. There is also food in this manor, and it really doesn't work. There are so many corpses outside.

"Yes." Morris used a bayonet to pick up the can and ate it all in a few bites. He just couldn't bear to eat it.

After eating the can, he watched Scholznee put the bayonet on his body and rub it a few times before putting it back into the scabbard. He couldn't help but become more courageous and said to Scholznee: "Col. The French attack was not very fierce all morning."

"Yes, in the morning, it was just a tentative attack by the French. They had not made up their minds yet. By the afternoon, the fierce battle would come. Let us pay tribute to our country with the blood of the French!" said Scolzne.

How could the French be willing to take over this place? As long as they make up their minds, they will definitely use the most primitive and effective means to attack, that is, the human sea tactics!

At this time, the supervisory team behind him held a horn and issued an order to them: "Continue to move forward! Those who stop should be dealt with according to the disobedience order and shoot and kill them on the spot!"
Chapter completed!