Chapter 50: Masturbating Him
The ancients said that at the end of the strong crossbow, it was impossible to wear Lu Min. With-Dream- . lā
Later generations said that a small masturbation is pleasant, a big masturbation hurts the body, and a strong masturbation is gone.
The Normans attacked several times on the right flank, and the number of troops was too small to engage in wheel warfare, so they should be tired and tired, right? I didn't expect the federal army that was being beaten to launch a decisive counterattack in such a situation, right? Yes, I'm going to surprise you today!
These thoughts flashed through Weiss's mind, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and waved his big hand: "Defend freedom, attack!" ”
"Defend freedom, attack ......" echoed the surrounding Union officers and soldiers as they crawled out of the trenches. On the position, the rotating machine guns that served as fire support points were cheered by a coherent roar, and the few water-cooled machine guns were carried by various battle groups under Weiss's arrangement to provide direct fire support for the counterattacking troops.
There is a long tradition in the Union Army, especially in the face of unfavorable war situations, officers can lead by example, and can boost the morale of the army. Of course, there were pros and cons to this move, and in the last war, the death rate of the generals and officers of the Union army was ten percentage points higher than that of the Normans, almost twice that of the Wessex army, and many officers of outstanding ability and promising future fell on the battlefield, so that for a long time after the war, the Union army was plagued by a talent gap, and both the Supreme Defense Council and the General Staff always had the same old face......
In the current situation, Weiss did not hesitate to join the attacking team. Before blowing the horn of the counterattack, he summoned the officers and some non-commissioned officers to explain again and again that this counterattack battle required a layered and rhythmic attack, rather than a rush and a wave of fierce attacks. In the middle of the formation, although you can observe the battle situation in time and make adjustments, the battlefield communication may not be smooth, and the success or failure of this counterattack depends largely on the performance of your teammates, not the performance of the Normans.
After leaving the trench, Weiss followed the soldiers of the field battalion forward. As he expected, at first glance, the Normans' fire appeared to be orderly and not at all hasty, but their fire intensity was limited, and although they continued to knock down the Union soldiers at the front, the attacking team rushed forward like a flood that burst the embankment. Almost in the blink of an eye, the corpses of the Normans appeared at Weiss's feet, where the Normans' previous attack had been blocked. Entering the area, the explosions of pineapple shells struck one after another, and the resistance of the Union troops who engaged in the counterattack increased sharply, and the casualties seemed to rise sharply.
Weiss didn't squint, and shouted, "Teams...... Organize the shooting, alternately advancing! ”
Although his voice was drowned out by the sound of gunfire and explosions on the battlefield, the mixed force's counterattack quickly shifted from full gear to low gear. Under the leadership of officers and non-commissioned officers, the soldiers of the Federal Army began to shoot in an orderly manner, and the rapid fire of rifles and the rapid addition of water-cooled machine guns allowed the Federal troops who were engaged in the counterattack to gain a firm foothold in the open area in front of the position. Experienced non-commissioned officers and veterans judge the enemy's location based on their firepower, and then carry out targeted attacks, using pinehammer bullets, bullets, and even bayonets to eliminate the enemy.
Regardless of the expenditure of energy, when it comes to battlefield reconnaissance, no one is better at it than Weiss. After stabilizing the battle line, he shuttled back and forth between the positions of each team, constantly turning on his little human radar to give his teammates correct guidance and help. After two or three minutes of stalemate, the mixed federal army of this multiple forces formed a complete suppression of the enemy in front of them, and the explosions of spinach shells appeared one after another on the side of the Normans. Weiss soon found that the Normans were dwindling in battle, and they began to retreat in twos and threes, with only a handful of positions where organized fighting remained, but a little further away, the Normans had dozens of soldiers, several machine guns, and some machine guns, and they waited quietly for the Union army to charge again......
Weiss hurriedly looked around to the left and right, but there was no sign of the herald, so he grabbed a soldier who seemed to be quite reliable, and ordered him to return to his position and bombard the designated position in front with heavy machine guns and field guns. Fearing that the soldier would report the wrong shooting coordinates, Weiss took out a pen and paper, hurriedly wrote down the number symbols and handed them to him.
As soon as the temporary herald left, a non-commissioned officer ran over from the side: "The enemy is retreating, now is a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue!" ”
Weiss pondered: "The enemy's machine guns and machine guns are waiting for us to rush over, and now we can't rush from the front. Sergeant, you take your detachment to advance in a roundabout way from the left flank, we will first suppress the enemy with fire, and then attack, and when that time comes, you will wait for the opportunity to attack the enemy's flank, and you must not be reckless, understand? ”
Although the non-commissioned officer replied "understood", but seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Weiss patiently explained again, and then let him leave.
In a few moments, heavy machine guns and field artillery on the rear positions began to "sound". In this kind of infantry-to-infantry battle, the range and power of large-caliber machine guns are quite terrifying, and the two field guns that the artillery battalion did not have time to withdraw were unable to effectively observe the enemy's firepower points hidden in the darkness before, but they failed to play a big role.
The sudden artillery fire stunned the Normans who thought they were properly deployed, and the series of fireworks that exploded in the darkness was a wonderful scene of the ammunition being detonated. Seeing this situation, Weiss didn't even need to open his special vision, and directly shouted "attack", and the soldiers of the Federation Army, who had fully warmed up and reached the ideal combat state, did not hesitate to launch a full-line assault like mercury......
Twenty minutes later, Weiss returned to the temporary bunker where the headquarters of the 9th Corps was temporarily located, and met the staff officer who was in charge of the rear of the palace and had not yet left. The curtain has come down on this small-scale counterattack of hundreds against hundreds. In the process, Weiss was able to kill not a single enemy soldier due to his focus on commanding the battle, but even so, he was able to stand in front of him with his head held high.
"Good news...... Thanks to the efforts of the linemen, we have re-established contact with the headquarters, who have re-established their headquarters in their new positions. The staff officer did not mention the previous five-minute appointment, and although it took more than ten times as long, from holding the position to crushing the enemy, it was more than expected to complete the task.
"It's in the original 793rd Garrison Regiment Defense Area!" Weiss didn't bother to wipe his sweat, and poured himself a full glass of cold water and drank it all.
Now that the other party already knew the answer, the staff officer decisively avoided the topic: "General Kaisen asked me to continue to be responsible for the liaison and dispatch of the rear guard troops, and you, in addition to serving as the commander of the 1st Field Battalion, will also cooperate with me to command the rear guard troops." ”
"It's an honor." Weiss replied calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, several Union soldiers escorted in a Norman soldier who looked like an officer.
"There are a few things we need to figure out before we make a new deployment." Weiss said to the staff officer, "By the way, do you know Norman?" ”
The staff officer shook his head a little reluctantly.
"Do we have Norman language here?" Weiss raised the volume.
There were seven or eight people present, and none of them responded.
In this way, Weiss, who has not had half a barrel, has no choice but to go out.
"Name? Office? Unit number? ”
The Norman officer was not tall, but very stocky, and gave the impression of a sturdy boar. His hair was disheveled, his face was covered in mud, and the sleeves of his military uniform were torn open with several large cuts, and it was evident that he had put up fierce resistance before being captured, and was outnumbered before being captured. Because of this, he looked unruly and did not squint, until Weiss asked twice, and then he said in a disdainful tone: "Dimat, lieutenant officer, belongs to the 5th Norman Commando Division. ”
The rank and number he reported corresponded to the ornaments on his uniform.
"He said he was from the 5th Assault Division." Weiss turned to the staff officer.
According to the information obtained before, the Norman Empire's assault division is an elite unit formed during the war, and its combat method is similar to that of the Marine Division, usually using transport ships to carry out interspersed mobile operations, but the Marine Division is subordinate to the aviation force, and so far only the number of the first and 2nd divisions has appeared, and the assault division is formed by the army, and the largest known number is the 2nd Assault Division. In terms of personnel and equipment, the number of men and heavy equipment of individual assault divisions seems to be significantly lower than that of marine divisions, and the combat performance is not so impressive......
The staff officer said, "Ask him, what is the intention of the battle tonight?" ”
Weiss searched through his pathetic Norman thesaurus for a long time, and choked out one: "Purpose? ”
The Normans raised their heads and said, "Fight." ”
Weiss glared: "Purpose? ”
The Norman snorted, saving not even a word, and directly put on a mighty and unyielding posture.
Weiss was not polite, pulled out his pistol, opened the safe, and fired a shot at his feet.
Hearing the gunshots, several Union soldiers ran in from outside the bunker with guns in hand.
The Norman officer was startled, and his eyes were fixed on Weiss.
Weiss slowly raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at the guy's head.
"Last words?"
This guy didn't say his last words, but shouted a few words quickly, Weiss only understood that this thing was breaking the war pact with himself, and he couldn't abuse or kill prisoners of war.
"I'll count to three." Weiss stared at the Normans with cold eyes, "One ...... 2. ......"
The Confederates were somewhat more obedient to the conventions of war than the Norman and Wessex armies, but they were not absolutely chivalrous. At this point, the Free Commonwealth had lost a quarter of its territory, and the number of military and civilian casualties had reached millions, and at this time, no one would stand up to speak for this Norman officer, and the surrounding soldiers retreated one after another, so as not to stain the blood and brains of this guy.
"Stop!" The Norman retreated, gritting his teeth and saying quickly, "Our mission is to penetrate your lines and attack your targets in depth. ”
Weiss still holding his pistol: "How did you get here?" ”
The Norman officer hesitated: "Fly." ”
"Transports? Combat ships? ”
"Transports." The Norman officer was a little hesitant to answer, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Lies!" Weiss snapped.