attack!

The general attack began in the early morning!

At that moment, everything in the world seemed to be torn apart by cannonballs. Millions of cannonballs continued to fall from the sky. The world suddenly burst into flames. The fortress began to collapse under the bombardment, and even

Even the steel bars inside the fortress began to twist under the shelling, and the air was filled with suffocating smoke.

After continuous bombardment, the infantry attack began. Compared with previous attacks, this attack seemed to have become crazy.

"Remove the reserve team and devote all your strength!"

Han Wu, who personally arrived at the front line to supervise the battle, issued the final order before the attack. Except for the last two infantry divisions that had just arrived in France, he ordered all efforts to be put in, and good steel was used on the blade. Only at the last moment, he would

Put reserves into the battlefield.

"I don't care how you fight, twelve o'clock! Before twelve o'clock, I want to drink from the Masomu River!"

The order is clear, twelve o'clock!

Twelve noon!

In the German positions, the German soldiers in the trenches had already become exhausted from the constant fighting day and night. Suddenly, when the sound of explosions came from the forward positions, and after the shelling started, those exhausted German soldiers immediately looked like they had been in the past.

Likewise, he quickly began to retreat towards the underground bunker.

However, what the German officers and soldiers did not expect was that with the accumulation of experience of the offensive troops, the deep underground shelter systems that had been effective in defending against shelling turned against the German army. Although many frontline officers were aware of this problem, the expeditionary force did not.

They were not given any time to correct it.

"Allied forces, especially the Chinese Expeditionary Force"

In an underground bunker ten meters deep underground, when the position began to be shelled, Rudolf, an army lieutenant colonel, wrote down his combat record in his combat notes:

"They penetrated more and more into the German defense lines, where our personnel and materials suffered heavy losses. While the front line was still firmly held, the soldiers were hiding from enemy artillery fire in bunkers and basements. But the enemy rushed up with smoke bombs,

They rushed into the trenches and villages before our troops could crawl out of their hiding places. As a result, people continued to become prisoners of war of the enemy. Due to excessive physical and mental fatigue, the divisions could only hold on to the front for a few days at a time...

"

When writing this, Rudolf even felt a little dissatisfied with the commander. If they were surrounded by the British or the French, and when more than half of their troops were lost, the commander would have to consider the issue of surrender, especially

Their food has run out, and their ammunition is about to run out, but the commander is still stubbornly adhering to his principle - he cannot surrender to the Asians!

“…For the troops trapped in a tight siege, the number of available soldiers is rapidly decreasing.…Units are hopelessly mixed together. Ammunition supplies are becoming increasingly scarce.…The war is progressing faster than I expected.

The Chinese attack was rapid. Maybe those generals are not willing to admit that the Chinese Expeditionary Force is an opponent worthy of respect, but now, if anyone tells me that the Chinese Expeditionary Force is just a group of opium ghosts. Then

I will definitely grab his collar and throw him on the battlefield of the Somme River to let them experience the death horn of the Chinese Expeditionary Force. Perhaps, then, they will truly recognize this opponent... I think the reason is,

The commander is still insisting now, probably because he does not have the courage to take major decisions... Today, a new attack begins. Only God knows whether the front can still hold on today, but one thing is certain. Tomorrow,

Tomorrow at the latest, our defense line will collapse due to lack of ammunition..."

While Rudolf was writing his field diary in a bunker deep underground, in a reinforced concrete bunker, a German officer poked his head out of the observation post, using the light of dawn and the smoke from the explosion of artillery shells to see through the

After passing the dense explosion smoke plumes, he was surprised to see thousands of Chinese Expeditionary Army officers and soldiers rushing toward their position. However, the Chinese Expeditionary Army, which had excellent discipline in the night battle, did not make a cry, and the ground was shaking with a kind of terror.

And in the strange silence, there was only the sound of earth-shattering footsteps...

Different from the British army who likes long-distance shooting, the German army pays great attention to shooting discipline during training, emphasizing that if you can’t hit, don’t shoot, if you can’t hit, don’t shoot, and if you can’t aim, don’t shoot. So at this time, the German position was also silent. In fact,

, except for a few German soldiers on guard, other German soldiers were hiding underground from the artillery bombardment, while the Chinese squadron followed the barrage of artillery shells and continuously attacked the German positions.

Just when the shelling began to extend from the German position toward the rear, smoke grenades exploded in front of the German position, which was a signal to engage the enemy.

"Fight now..."

At the moment when the smoke bombs began to explode, as the smoke rose, the German positions began to boil. In the bunkers deep underground, officers and non-commissioned officers kept shouting, and those in the machine gun bunkers who survived the shelling

The machine gunners opened fire immediately. Although they could not see the front view at all through the smoke grenades, they relied on well-set shooting positions and carried out blind fire there to prevent the squadron from firing.

attack.

The German soldiers in the front observation post could vaguely see through the thin smoke at the edge of the smoke that the soldiers of the Chinese Expeditionary Force were rushing toward the observation bunker like a tide, and the machine gunners beside the sentry

Shooting wildly, the light machine gun of the Chinese Expeditionary Force was captured. During the continuous shooting, the hot barrel began to emit steam. The attacking squadrons in front of the observation post fell in pieces, but death did not stop them.

Footsteps, when a group of soldiers fell, people kept rushing up from behind them, some stumbled on the corpses of their companions, but they still rushed over at the risk of their lives.

At this moment, the light machine gunner suddenly stopped shooting, and the terrified machine gunner shouted loudly:

"Quick, change the barrel!"

At the moment when the shooting was blocked, the German officer in the observation fort immediately felt a chill. He knew what the stopping of the light machine gun meant. In this kind of attack... a squad of German soldiers in the observation fort fired a salvo with rifles.

While they were shooting desperately, the light machine gunner quickly changed the barrel of the light machine gun, and the machine gun roared again, forming a wall of corpses in front of the position.

At this time, the German officer saw a dark shadow swinging over from the wall of corpses.

"Boom!" The gunshots of the observation post went mute. The next moment, several Chinese soldiers rushed to the observation post. A grenade was thrown in from the observation window. After an explosion, a burst of smoke and dust poured out of the observation post.

, while the obstacles to the attack were eliminated, more expeditionary officers and soldiers began to attack the German positions from there.

The white smoke covered their attack. The bullets fired by the German machine gunners were constantly spraying into the smoke from all directions. In the airtight smoke, red blood splashed out as the bullets were dragged.

The fog and smoke were jubilant there, but in just a moment, the white smoke began to slowly turn into pink smoke. The pink color was so dazzling and weird...

The commander of the 312th Battalion, Ludwig Schiff, had emerged from the underground bunker at this time. He was personally directing the defense on the front line. Through the thick pink blood mist, he saw a sea of ​​​​people in the center.

The general attack followed, and at one point he was approaching the fortress where he was. Inside the fortress, the machine gunners operated the Mark Mi machine guns and fired desperately.

"Why so slow!"

At this moment, a shadow suddenly emerged from the pink mist filled with the smell of blood. The moment the shadow broke out of the blood mist, when he saw the fortress, he seemed to be stunned at first, and then without hesitation.

He jumped suddenly and crossed several tattered barbed wire fences. At this time, the machine gunner and the nearby German riflemen seemed to have noticed him, and then he jumped into the trench next to the fortress.

As soon as he found the Chinese soldier, Ludwig didn't even think about it. He raised the P08 pistol in his hand and shot the enemy to the ground. The Chinese soldier's gun fell to the ground, but he still held a grenade in his hand.

Through the smoke, Ludwig could still clearly see the pain on his young face...

This young soldier didn't even have a beard on his face. When the soldier who was hit in the chest was struggling in a pool of blood, he only shouted with a Lunan accent.

"It hurts, it hurts, I want my mother...mother..."

Of course Ludwig didn't need to hear what he was shouting. The young soldier, who looked like a child, was covering the wound on his chest with his left hand, but hot red blood was still seeping out between his fingers.

At this time, more and more shadows came out of the smoke, and the machine gunners who were originally shooting at the preparation area immediately changed their targets and directed their machine guns at these approaching enemies.

"Kill them, kill them all..."

Ludwig shouted inside the fortress, and amid the roar of machine guns, a wall of corpses emerged in front of the fortress. More and more soldiers fell in front of the machine gun fortress.

"Mom...I feel pain..."

The wounded soldier in the trench beside the machine gun fort was still moaning, but when he saw his comrades in the distance falling one by one, the cry disappeared from his throat, and he struggled to grab the

A weighted grenade stained with blood, and then he began to crawl towards the machine gun fort, with a path of blood flowing under his body. The blood continued to flow along his body. Just when he was completely close to the machine gun fort, suddenly

, he stood up.

"Mother..."

The young wounded soldier cried out and threw himself towards the entrance of the machine gun fort with a grenade in his hand. The tail of the grenade was spitting out white smoke in his hand. After he rolled into the machine gun fort, the inside of the machine gun fort immediately became chaotic. He

Isn't he dead? Ludwig looked at this "resurrected" Chinese soldier in surprise.

With a bang, a cloud of explosive flames erupted from the machine gun fort. At this time, dozens of grenades were thrown into the German trenches. Accompanied by a burst of explosions, the Chinese officers and soldiers stormed into the German trenches like a tide.

Hand-to-hand combat ensued in the trenches, with screams, shouts, and explosions echoing and stirring in the air...

In the morning, throughout the morning, the black and red flames produced by the explosion of the artillery shells continued to shoot up into the sky with heat waves. The bright red flames and explosions in the upward billowing black smoke were reflected in his black eyes. They came from both the sun and the artillery shells.

The hot heat of the explosion made my head feel a little swollen, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur smoke from the explosion of the shells and the stench of the corpses of the soldiers as they rotted in the midsummer sun.

Walking hunched over a battlefield filled with shrapnel, comrades-in-arms died one after another beside me. They were shattered by artillery shells, killed by machine gun bullets, blown up into the sky by landmines, and passed through an open area.

At that moment, there was an explosion sound first, and then he heard a familiar groan, and then he crawled over, where he saw the squad leader whose leg was broken by the explosion.

The blood-streaked white bones were broken and exposed, and the broken blood vessels trembled slightly in the air. The ground under the squad leader's body was soaked with dark red blood. He gently raised the squad leader's head, and the squad leader's distracted eyes slowly

She regained her composure and looked at him, seeing her own soldiers.

"Private,"

The squad leader tried his best to move his pale and skinny lips and said:

"I have a... letter in my pocket, please send it to..."

"Don't say that,"

While speaking, he held the monitor's shoulders and lifted him up:

"You will survive."

"Attack, don't stop... Attack... No. Can't stop..."

The squad leader slapped his subordinate and pushed him desperately to prevent him from supporting himself or sending him backwards.

"Ten, twelve o'clock..."

At twelve o'clock, drink the Masomu River!

Finally, after being slapped by the squad leader, I glanced at the squad leader, turned around silently, and continued to attack the German positions with the surrounding comrades. At this time, no one was going to take care of the wounded. Everyone now only had one goal. The Somme River
To be continued...