The familiar face that came into Weiss's sight was none other than Joao, the foreman of his Norman army's miscellaneous unit. In his opinion, this man behaved in a brutal and rude manner, and used force at every turn, but he never deliberately made things difficult for himself. Speaking of which, Weiss was able to get out of the enemy camp alive, on the one hand, because of the favor of the "national character face", and on the other hand, it also benefited from the foreman's intentional or unintentional "protection".

The communications corps stopped the motorcycle, and Weiss watched from the outside of the makeshift barbed wire camp. In this open-air makeshift camp, hundreds of Norman prisoners of war sat and lay listless, looking like a flock of cowering quails. Except for the difference in the outfit on the foreman, there is no obvious difference in his expression and posture.

A short time later, a Union soldier in charge of guarding the prisoners of war approached.

"Hello, sir, is there anything I need help with?"

Weiss thought about it and felt that meeting a Norman prisoner of war with his current identity and situation might not gain anything, but he might provoke a lot of right and wrong. So, he shook his head: "Thank you, no." ”

The Union soldier probably saw the other side and asked, "Yes, sir." Belch...... Sorry, can you show me your ID? ”

Weiss took out something very cooperatively: "I am the new staff officer of the reconnaissance battalion of the Guards Regiment directly under me, and this is my temporary certificate and appointment order. ”

The soldier carefully checked the temporary certificate and the order of appointment issued by the corps headquarters, and then looked at the signal soldier who had come from Weiss, handed him back his things, and saluted: "Hello, Mr. Acting Captain!" ”

Putting away his documents and the warrant of appointment, and giving a military salute to the federal soldier in front of him, Weiss did not disperse and continued to stay, but when he threw his last glance at the prisoner of war camp, his eyes happened to meet the foreman, but to his surprise, the foreman Joao did not show surprise, nor did he seem to see a life-saving straw, but looked at Weiss quietly, as if he was looking at an object that was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

It was this strange look in his eyes that made Weiss change his mind. He said to the Union soldier in front of him, "Soldier, I have seen that man on the battlefield, can you bring him here, I would like to ask him a few questions." ”

The Union soldier accepted the assignment, and he summoned two of his companions into the prisoner-of-war quarter, and the three men went straight to the foreman and asked him to follow them.

The foreman stood up lazily and silently followed them away. During this time, some of the surrounding Norman soldiers cast curious glances, but generally did not attract much attention.

When three Union soldiers entered the prisoner of war camp to pick up people, a federal officer walked not far away. He went straight to Weiss's side and inquired carefully about his identity and purpose. The identity of the staff officer of the reconnaissance battalion of the Guards Regiment gave Weiss good reason to interrogate a Norman prisoner of war. As for why the subject of the arraignment was a miscellaneous captain and not a Norman officer, Weiss's explanation was the same sentence: "I have seen this man on the battlefield." ”

The officer asked no more questions, but silently stepped aside to watch Weiss make contact with the Norman captain.

Someone was watching, and Weiss thought it was understandable. When the Union soldiers brought the foreman to him, he held his head high, his hands behind his back, and said in jerky Norman, "Meet again, man." ”

("Although I don't know your real name, I've known you're from the federal side for a long time.") You're lucky enough to survive and return to your army, but don't get complacent too soon, the battle will be won or lost. ”）

Joao, the foreman, replied in a cold tone, but he spoke quickly, and Weiss's mastery of Norman was still in the early stages of self-study, and his vocabulary was pitifully small. Then, word by word, he said, "I, just, come, thank you." ”

Hearing Weiss say "thank you", the handyman captain hesitated for a moment and snorted, "You don't have to thank me, the person you want to thank should be Sartre Dietern." ”

When the foreman mentioned the surname of "Guozi Face", Weiss asked, "How is he?" ”

"I don't know." The captain replied dryly.

"Guozi Face" saved himself in public, which has always been a big question mark in Weis's heart. This young officer from the Royal Army Academy of the Norman Empire should have a bright future in the Norman army. Looking back at his words and deeds at that time, it seems that Weiss was not purely compassionate, but there were other considerations in it. As for the deep-seated reason, the foreman in front of him will not know about it nine times out of ten.

"Good luck, Joao!" Weissdau.

The captain snorted again, and spoke quickly.

("I'm not a soldier and don't have to go into battle like a soldier, but I'm a Norman citizen, and I don't want my country to lose this war, and on that basis, I wish you the best of luck!") You are a very smart person, and as long as you live, you should have a good future. ”）

Weiss only understood the general meaning as usual, and also knew that the fundamental position of the miscellaneous captain in front of him was friend or foe, so he nodded: "We, don't, goodbye!" ”

The foreman raised the corners of his mouth slightly and made a complicated expression: "I hope we will never see each other again!" ”

In these war years, when life is like a mustard, if two people in the opposing camp cherish each other and do not see each other, they will not kill each other. It's not about destination, it's about humanity.

Human nature, in the face of the raging waves of war intertwined with blood and fire, is sometimes like a firefly in the dark night, insignificant, and sometimes has the energy of a spark that can overturn power to the ground......

At the end of the conversation, Weiss motioned for the Union soldier to escort him back to the open prisoner of war camp without any additional admonition. Then, he turned around, nodded to the Federated officer, who had been watching from a short distance, and walked over to the signal corpsman's motorcycle, and hitchhiked away.

When he arrived at the reconnaissance battalion of the guard regiment directly under the corps, Weiss was greeted by the hero's return to the team, and not only the officers of the battalion and company, but also the commander of the guard regiment came. After being cold and hacked before, such a role contrast suddenly appeared, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The new colleagues were enthusiastic, but they couldn't give Weiss enough time to recuperate. The battle was still going on, and as the most elite unit of the 9th Corps, they shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding the headquarters of the Corps and ensuring the absolute safety of the senior commanders, while the Normans were adept at using airborne interspersed and harassment tactics behind enemy lines. Therefore, the guard regiment was always on the highest alert, and each battalion had to not only defend its own defense area, but also organize patrols to be on patrol alert, and both officers and soldiers could barely guarantee the most basic rest time every day.

That night, the battalion commander, Major Huo Zesen, originally intended to let Weiss stay at the battalion headquarters, but Weiss took the initiative to ask Ying to follow the patrol of the 1st Company. In the first half of the night, with the corps headquarters as the center, they carried out patrols on an indefinite route in an area within a radius of 10 miles, patrolling sentry posts along the way, checking passing personnel, and replacing many secret posts that had been laid before, and everything was as usual. However, on the front line, against the Norman army with changeable tactics, the federal officers and soldiers who had already suffered a lot did not dare to relax in the slightest. They were always vigilant against the enemy's situation, and prepared all kinds of countermeasures, and this night, the Normans really did not survive. Shortly after midnight, several Norman warships burst into Federal-controlled territory, firing in all directions, creating confusion and covering the Marines for airborne operations.

After the Norman battleship appeared, the Federation warships on standby in the rear of the battle line quickly arrived, and in the case of absolute strength advantage, they drove away the Norman warships that had invaded the area under their control without any suspense, and the battle on the ground was like a haystack ignited by a few sparks, and it was burning in a short time. surrounding

Gunfire erupted and explosions continued, and the soldiers of the guard regiment firmly guarded their respective defense areas, closely guarding the corps headquarters. In addition to the most conventional individual weapons of the Federal Army, they are also equipped with a number of water-cooled heavy machine guns manufactured by the Clumber-Haysen factory, reductive machine guns manufactured by the Grumman Group, and multi-purpose anti-aircraft guns manufactured by the Star Group, the first military industrial giant of the Federation. Such a powerful weaponry, coupled with a sophisticated defensive deployment, is enough to tear apart all invading enemies, whether they are ordinary Norman troops or brave ace marines!

Following the 1st Company Patrol back to the reconnaissance camp area, Weiss spent a long time in the trenches, not a single Norman approached, and in his special vision, there were not many enemies nearby, red contrasted with green like a ship drifting at sea. The raging sea seemed ready to swallow the ship at any moment, but the reds were stubbornly resisting, sometimes scattered, sometimes concentrated, as if there was a wonderful vitality......

"Hey, Tengwo, in that direction, is it a makeshift prisoner of war camp?" Weiss saw that the enemy in front of the left had abnormal readings, and hurriedly confirmed the situation with an officer at the battalion headquarters.

The lieutenant looked in the direction Weiss pointed: "This should be the station of the 503rd Garrison Reinforcement Regiment, and they are responsible for keeping some of the Norman prisoners of war, numbering about six or seven hundred—perhaps the number will increase later." What's wrong? ”

The judgment was confirmed, and Weiss hurriedly said: "I think it is likely that the Norman airborne assault force will go to rescue their prisoners of war, so as to increase their strength and create more threats to us." So, I think it's necessary to remind them to be more vigilant, and by the way, ask them how they are doing!"

The lieutenant nodded: "Are you going to report to the major, or am I going?" ”

Weiss replied cheerfully: "Go ahead!"

The lieutenant turned to leave, and it took a full five or six minutes before he hurried back to his place: "Acting captain, the major asked you to go." ”

Seeing his anxious face, Weiss asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Uh...... As you feared, the 503rd Garrison Reinforcement Regiment could not be contacted, and we reported it to the regimental headquarters, which asked us to send a reconnaissance team over and prepare for reinforcements and response. I think the major may want to hear from you. ”

"My opinion?" Weiss was a little annoyed, "Of course, the decision is decisive and the action is fast. This has to be done quickly!"