This is Ville-sur-Marne, a suburb of Paris, France, at 6 o'clock in the morning on September 6, 1914, the German First Army, which had been marching for two hours, was attacked by the French army, and the enemy was the French Sixth Army.

In the wilderness of the town of Villiers-sur-Marne, a fierce battle between Germany and France began, and the Battle of the Marne began.

Xiao Mubai lay on the ground, watching the French constantly hit the shells, falling on the grass and stirring up large areas of wet soil, as well as the bloody soldiers who were blown up.

The shelling caused a riot of horses, and the role of the horses was greatly reduced before the artillery fire covered them, and the dead horses lay on the ground, and the horses that bled and wailed, and the horses that ran wildly. In front of the artillery, the horse is the lamb to the slaughter.

The initial shelling had a certain effect, causing heavy casualties among the German soldiers, and for a time it fell into chaos. With the continuous command of the officers and non-commissioned officers, the form was finally stabilized, and the casualties were rapidly reduced.

The French shelling lasted several minutes, and then the sound of a German artillery counterattack was heard. At first it was a seventy-seven-mm mountain gun, and later a one-hundred-and-five-mm howitzer. The roar of the cannon shook the chest.

The grass was full of potholes, covered with all kinds of bodies, countless severed arms and stumps, and ammunition and supplies scattered in a mess.

When Xiao Mubai was lying on his stomach, he was suddenly startled. A round thing rolled over, Xiao Mubai reached out to touch it, and felt uneven and wet. Xiao Mubai realized that something was wrong, and then turned his head and saw a human head, his lower body could not be found, his neck was blown off, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at him.

Xiao Mubai's blood in his hand looked at his dead head and was at a loss, and finally touched his eye socket and slowly brushed it down, making him close his eyes.

"Rest in peace, and may you not go to war again in the next life."

Xiao Mubai prayed, his eyes looking around. The French estate, which had been quiet and peaceful a moment ago, was now a mess, and the blood of German soldiers was spilled all over the meadow.

The sky was overcast, and hundreds of artillery pieces of the two armies were roaring.

Boom, like the sound of thunder.

The artillery of the two armies continued to shell, and the shells exploded around the infantry, tearing apart the soldiers' bodies, blowing up weapons and ammunition, causing martyrdom.

Xiao Mubai hid on the grass, covered with sand from the shelling. Xiao Mubai held his head and buried it deeply, like an ostrich.

It's best not to run around during shelling, lying down is the best way to survive, running around will make people die faster.

Xiao Mubai didn't care about paying attention to the others, just hearing the roaring cannons and the heart-rending screams of the soldiers, he knew how grim the form was.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and a strong smell of burnt flesh.

The continuous shelling caused heavy casualties not only to the soldiers, but also to the horses.

After I don't know how long, the hungry Xiao Mubai found that the shelling had stopped.

After the shelling, the Germans began to recuperate, sorting out guns and ammunition, treating the wounded, and cleaning up the dead. The corpses were simply piled up, and in order to alleviate the suffering of the seriously wounded, they even had to be shot on the spot.

It's just that without waiting for the Germans to rest, the French soldiers wearing blue military uniforms on their upper bodies and red military trousers on their lower bodies launched an attack, and dense soldiers rushed over from the Western Front, holding Lebel M1886 rifles.

The battle had already begun, and the French Sixth Army launched an attack on all fronts.

The Germans fought urgently, and the soldiers used the pit blown by the shells as cover and raised their guns to shoot.

Because no trenches were dug, soldiers on both sides were exposed, there was no cover, just frantically firing at each other.

The two Maxim MG08 heavy machine guns were set up and frantically spewed tongues of fire, and 7.92 mm bullets continued to shoot into the bodies of the French soldiers, who continued to fall and rush up one after another.

This scene shocked Xiao Mubai. They were trembling under the bombardment of the cannons just now, but now they were calm and cold-blooded when they fought. And the French army deserved to fight the German army for four years, and the romantic French could also be so heroic.

War is a huge meat grinder for junior officers and soldiers, and Zhukov's words speak to the true meaning of war, especially the wars of people such as World War I and World War II.

Bodies were constantly falling to the ground, and the French soldiers rushed up like a tidal wave, and with every step of the charge, someone fell.

Xiao Mubai was holding a Mauser rifle at this time, lying in the dirt pit, constantly aiming and shooting. The two-thousand-meter gauge range of the Mauser rifle was not used at all, and the French had already charged to two or three hundred meters, and even the tall cap on the head could be seen.

The Mauser rifle only had a five-bullet load, and Xiao Mubai quickly ran out, killing only three French soldiers with five bullets, and the remaining two bullets only wounded them.

There were bullets flying overhead, Xiao Mubai dodged carefully, and slowly groped for the bullets in his pocket. Xiao Mubai turned his head, and then found that the soldier beside him was dead, the bullet passed through his eye, shattered the eyeball, and a cloud of black blood burst on his face.

There was no trace of pain on the German soldier's face, because by the time the bullet hit his head, he was already brain dead and had no nerve reaction.

The soldier's death was killed by a stray bullet, and only a sniper has such marksmanship at a distance of several hundred meters, but this still tells Xiao Mubai that it is not safe here.

Xiao Mubai slowly moved to the back, and the yellow-orange bullets pressed into the gun magazine, and then slowly returned to the position.

The French were still charging intensively, and this dense charge suffered heavy casualties under heavy German firepower. In Xiao Mubai's view, this kind of charge is like a suicide tactic, and there is no doubt about suicide in the face of dense firepower.

War has beaten backward people and transformed backward people into advanced ones.

Soon, Xiao Mubai noticed that someone was digging trenches in the rear, using ready-made potholes.

"William! Private William! Hearing someone calling himself, Xiao Mubai was stunned at first, and then reacted.

German now Xiao Mubai can also read, write, listen and speak, which is completely given by the system, just like when Xiao Mubai possessed Chen Yiming in the last mission, he could also speak Cantonese, but when he returned to the real world after the mission, Xiao Mubai still couldn't speak, at most, he just had some more language memories in his head.

Xiao Mubai crawled to the back and listened to the second lieutenant platoon commander Ernst in the pit.

Ernst was a graduate of the Munich Infantry School and a native of Rosenheim in southern Germany. Now twenty-four years old, slightly younger, just entering the service in the Wehrmacht.

Ernst was a typical German soldier, with two upturned beards under his nose and a quivering southern accent when he spoke.

William and Ernst had several encounters.

"Private William Cole, in view of your good performance since your service, and now your position as squad leader is vacant, I hereby appoint you as a temporary squad leader to command the soldiers of your squad."

Ernst didn't lower his voice as he spoke, and the soldiers nearby heard it.

Xiao Mubai was immediately overjoyed, and was actually promoted, and immediately said, "Yes, sir." ”

After Ernst finished speaking, he looked down at Xiao Mubai and said in a low voice: "I will recommend you to the commander and appoint you as the official squad leader of this class, maybe your military rank will soon be promoted to corporal." ”

"Thank you, sir, I will try to kill the enemy, for the sake of Germany! For His Majesty the Emperor! ”

"For Germany! For His Majesty the Emperor! ”

(To be continued)

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