Chapter 248: Wielding the Scythe (3)

"We have no other way. De Gaulle touched his chin and said, "Retreat." ”

"Aha, do you see, I said we can only retreat." Seeing that De Gaulle also said retreat, the staff officer waved his hands happily, looked at the Belgian general and said.

And the Belgian generals bowed their heads sadly.

"I didn't say we were going to withdraw to France." De Gaulle gave a strange look at the dancing staff officer, shook his head and said.

"And what do you mean?" Gan Molin asked.

"With the current situation, retreat is a must." De Gaulle pointed to the red arrow on the map that was rapidly inserting into Brussels, and said, "This is Gudeli's installation of armor clusters, and his troops have penetrated more than 40 kilometers into Belgium in just half a day, what do you say his purpose is?" ”

"Capture Brussels?" The Belgian general said uncertainly.

"No, no, no." De Gaulle smiled and shook his head, "Guderian and Lyon are smart people, they will not risk being wiped out alone in order to capture a city with only political interests, not to mention that armored forces are not suitable for taking a city." ”

"Guderian wants to cut off our retreat and encircle our main forces in the province of Antwerp." Gan Molin suddenly said loudly.

"That's right!" De Gaulle nodded, "So we must retreat, in case Guderian succeeds in blocking the retreat, we may lose the whole war!" ”

"I see." The Belgian generals suddenly realized, "The Germans are really scheming!" I'm going to arrange for the troops to retreat. ”

"Wait! We're not in a hurry yet. De Gaulle stopped the Belgian general, who was in a hurry to leave, "The retreat also needs to be planned, otherwise it will cause the collapse of the entire front!" ”

As he spoke, de Gaulle took a pencil from the map, drew a zigzag line on the map, and said: "Before we retreat, we must build a new line of defense here, and block the Germans to the east of this line." The establishment of this line of defense will have to be left to the Belgian side, and our troops will be thrown into it to stop the Germans. ”

"Saint-Niklas to Mox......" The Belgian general glanced at the map, and after confirming that Brussels was west of the defensive line, he patted his chest happily, "No problem, leave it to us!" As long as you have enough time, I promise to build another Maginot Line for you! ”

"You don't have to worry about time, dragging the German Army Group A on the front is not a difficult task for the Ninth Army Corps!" De Gaulle smiled and said, "And on the side, I think our First Army will definitely be able to buy you enough time." ”

Listening to De Gaulle's assurances, the Belgian general confidently walked out of the Allied headquarters.

"Can you trust them?" When the back of the Belgian general completely disappeared from sight, Gammel asked de Gaulle with a frown.

"I can't believe it." De Gaulle shook his head and said, "They have enough determination to sacrifice for their homeland, but they lack heavy artillery, they lack enough anti-tank guns, they lack tanks, and without these things, the spirit of sacrifice alone cannot stop the torrent of German steel." ”

"You're going to give up on them?"

"That's right." De Gaulle glanced at Gan Molin and suddenly smiled, "General, don't look at me like that, I think you know very well that the best way at the moment is to sacrifice some people to block the Germans for us, and buy enough time for us to build a real defensive line." Otherwise, when we completely lose the initiative, the flames of war will soon burn on the land of our motherland. ”

"Ugh." Gammelin sighed, indeed, he understood how tense the situation was, and that de Gaulle's solution was indeed the best solution at the moment.

It was just this method that made him feel inexplicably afraid, and his instinct told him that maybe one day they would be treated like this.

Shaking his head back to his senses, Gammel looked at the map and asked, "Where are you going to build a new defensive line?" ”

"Here." De Gaulle pointed to the line from Ghent to Falmineule.

Gammelin was not surprised to see that Brussels was on the threshold of abandonment, for he was well aware that such a thing as a capital was of no use except that it was politically weighty.

"Good." Ganmalin nodded, "Charles, then I will order you to be fully responsible for the establishment of the defensive line. ”

"Yes! My general! De Gaulle immediately stood up and saluted.

He understood what Gaullin meant, and after so many mistakes, Gammelin's position as commander-in-chief of the Allied forces was about to come to an end, and the reason why he now gave De Gaulle so much power was to raise De Gaulle's position in the army, and ensure that after he stepped down from the position of commander-in-chief, De Gaulle would have a senior officer.

Gammelin was very optimistic about de Gaulle.

At the same time, on the outskirts of the city of Barak.

"Bastard! Get in line! A German armored officer stood on the armored car he was riding, brandishing a pistol and commanding the chaotic French prisoners of war around him, "Don't give me any other movements, otherwise the gun in Lao Tzu's hand will not be long!" Let me go! If you don't get to the prisoner of war camp in front of you before dark, you'll all die! ”

"We've got to get up to speed." Guderian, who was watching the mess of troops not far away, said to his adjutant, "It will take longer to deal with these prisoners of war than it will take us to attack!" These prisoners of war are too slow us down. ”

"Do you want to ......" The adjutant looked at Guderian and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

After listening to this proposal, Guderian pondered for a while, but still nodded and refused: "No, the FΓΌhrer gave a death order, and there can be no large-scale massacres." ”

"So we're going to be dragged like this all the time?" The adjutant said unhappily.

"The FΓΌhrer's order was that there should be no 'massive' massacres." Guderian looked up at the adjutant.

"I see." The adjutant nodded, then pushed open the door of the armored command car and walked down.

After more than ten minutes, the marching team listened, and more than a dozen French officers and soldiers were tied up and pushed into the middle of the line by German armored soldiers.

"French bastards, you've all shown me clearly!" A senior German officer shouted at the French prisoners of war around him, "This is what will happen if we don't cooperate!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled his pistol from his waist, pulled the bolt, and shot the head of a French soldier in front of him with his hands tied.

The red-white stuff splashed all over the people around him.

"Sir! Sir! Leave me alone! I will cooperate with you! A tied French officer, who was directly frightened by the sight before him, cried and prayed in German.

The German officer ignored him, but put away his pistol and turned to walk out.

More than a dozen gunshots echoed across the field.