"General, wake up, wake up, general." Xu Jun was woken up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and saw Hans crouching in front of him, with a group of soldiers standing beside him.

"Oh, morning, Hans, what time is it?"

"Morning, General, it's seven o'clock in the morning, and the British on the other side are starting to move, and everyone is waiting for you, General."

"Yes!"

The early morning sun shone on the walls of the trenches, and the few small grasses on the edge of the trenches shone golden.

Xu Jun hurriedly got up from the ground, stretched, and took a deep breath of the fresh air that exuded the earthy fragrance of the French wilderness. He patted his cheeks and sobered up. Then he walked quickly to the first line of trenches.

When Xu Jun and Major Hans had just stepped out of the soldiers' field of vision. The soldiers immediately pounced fiercely at the military blanket that Xu Jun had thrown.

"That's mine, I lent it to Major Hans."

"Who said it was yours, and what did you build last night?"

"Don't rob it, my rank is higher than yours."

"What does this have to do with the rank, this is the blanket used by our beloved General Reinhardt, don't say you're just a sergeant, I won't give you even an officer."

"The general spoke to me last night."

"What is this, the general tapped me on the shoulder last night."

"The general slept next to me last night!"

In an instant, the scene was full of wolf smoke and dust.

Xu Jun walked into the front-line observation post. Except for those who had a mission, the other officers were already waiting there.

Xu Jun felt embarrassed that he was getting up late, so he hurriedly saluted them and apologized, and the officers hurriedly returned the salute, even saying that it didn't matter.

Hans handed the binoculars to the side, and Xu Jun took the binoculars and leaned on the edge of the trench to look at the British positions on the opposite side.

"General, we've all arranged it according to your plan. According to what you have told, those seven tanks left last night. It should have been in ambush positions by now. Muller said on the side: "The 58th Engineer Battalion has sent a message, they have been busy all night, and now they have everything in order. ”

"Okay, good, how are the other troops preparing?" Xu Jun put down the binoculars, turned to Mueller and asked.

"It's all set, now it's all under your control."

Xu Jun nodded, and then asked, "What about those arrogant vultures of the empire?" Did they arrive? ”

"Here, according to your orders, they are circling 20 kilometers east of us, and as soon as this place starts, they will immediately come over and join the battle, and take the British by surprise. The Air Force has assured us of 24-hour support and cover. In order to ensure that they can provide accurate support, they also airdropped an air force guidance team to us last night, and brought five sets of radio stations that we urgently need right now. Mueller replied as he gestured to an Air Force officer standing in the corner. Because he was standing in a corner, Xu Jun didn't notice that there was such a person here at all.

The Air Force officer took a few steps forward, stood on his heels, stood up straight, and said in a loud voice, "Air Force Major Carlo." Schultz, come to report to you, Your Excellency. ”

Xu Jun hurriedly saluted. "Welcome, Major, your guidance will bring us even more brilliant victories in this battle."

Shu Bazi hurriedly returned the salute and replied loudly: "My team and I feel extremely honored to be able to serve you!" Your Excellency, General. ”

Xu Jun was very satisfied, and nodded with a smile at Shulz. Then he turned to Muller and said, "Then we will only wait for the British to attack." But I'm afraid they're going to go down with me like this, and I think we can provoke them a little now as we discussed last night, Major Muller? ”

When Müller heard this, he immediately had a look of ecstasy on his face. "Yes, General, I'll arrange it." Just as Mueller was about to turn to leave, Xu Jun stopped him again. "Major Müller, remember, just a little irritating to the enemy. Don't overdo it, we have to uphold the honor of the German Army. Do you understand? ”

"Understood, General."

Xu Jun turned around and picked up the binoculars again to observe.

Colonel Glenn hadn't slept all night yesterday, and he had gotten up in the middle of the night and thought about the map all night, but he couldn't come up with a way out of his current predicament.

Yesterday he reported the situation to General Franklin, and he thought that he would be scolded again. But what I didn't expect was that the old guy seemed to have suddenly changed as a person, and he didn't get as angry as before. He only lightly reproached himself, and then just ordered himself to continue attacking the Germans today, and closed the line with a few words of encouragement without pain.

The general's abnormal behavior made Glenn always feel furious, something must have happened, although he contacted the 13th Brigade, they didn't find anything unusual there, but Glenn still felt a little bad.

As soon as the morning dawned, Colonel Glenn dragged his tired body and led a few staff officers to begin to inspect the soldiers' camp. Glenn brisked himself and walked among the soldiers with a relaxed expression, smiling from time to time to greet the soldiers he knew.

Yesterday's battle, which cost him the loss of all Matilda II tanks, the loss of almost a company and a half of soldiers, the complete inability of at least one company, and even worse, the capture of dozens of wounded soldiers and several junior officers by the Germans, which seriously damaged the morale of the troops.

Glenn now had to try to save the low morale with his performance, patting the soldiers on the shoulders and encouraging them with a friendly smile. He sometimes talked cordially with the soldiers in the vicinity, and sometimes laughed loudly with the staff officers. The morale of the soldiers finally began to slowly recover with the efforts of the brigade commander.

Although Glenn tried his best to appear sunny in front of the soldiers, his heart was still cloudy. Yesterday's losses were too heavy, not only in terms of personnel, but mainly in terms of a large number of weapons. Many of the soldiers were wounded, so they abandoned their rifles and ran back empty-handed. And now the number of spare guns in the brigade is not enough, and the convoy of logistical supplies has not yet arrived. Now some soldiers can only arm themselves with bayonets and shovels. How could you let these soldiers face the machine guns and artillery of the Germans.

Thinking of the artillery, Glenn had a headache, the 25-pounder gun battalion was bombarded by the Germans with heavy artillery yesterday, the ammunition pile was directly hit, the detonated shells killed half of the battalion of artillery and most of the artillery at that time, and now he only has two 25-pounder guns and 20 shells that survived the disaster, how to suppress the heavy artillery of the Germans now.

Yesterday evening, I saw another heavy artillery unit from the Germans, and I trembled when I thought of this. And when he reported all this to Franklin, the old fellow still ordered himself to continue the attack.

How to attack? What's the difference between that and letting the infantry die. Now the only thing he has on hand is the remaining 35 Matilda tanks, but they are too slow, and they only have 12 loads. 7 mm machine gun. It is really not very certain to use it to attack the Germans who are waiting on the opposite side, but this is the only way to think of it.

Glenn was ready to try his luck with the remaining tanks again, and decided that if he failed again this time, the whole brigade would retreat immediately. Even if General Franklin had taken himself to court-martialing for this, he would have to go with him.

General Glenn did not go to inspect the tank battalion, and he was angry when he saw Focos now. It was a shame for the British Army that the coward was actually captured by the Germans with pepper and that seven tanks were taken. Colonel Glenn did not think about how he did no better than Focos when he first saw the pepper smoke of the Germans.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire rang out from the German positions. Colonel Glenn hurriedly ran back to his positional command post with his staff officers. As soon as he walked into the command post, an officer ran over to report.

"Colonel, the Germans are provoking us, come and see, it's an insult to the British Empire."

Glenn walked to the bunker and looked at the German position with the gun mirror placed there. I saw the smoke on the opposite German position, colorful flags fluttering, the German soldiers laughed and fired into the sky, accompanied by gunfire, and a few ** men danced fiercely in front of the position.

Glenn couldn't believe his eyes. Are the Germans crazy? He quickly wiped his eyes, and when he looked closely, he almost turned his back on the spot.

The beacons that burned here were lit British ** suits, and the fluttering bunting was the torn Union Jack, which seemed to be from the captured "Matilda" tanks. And what made Glenn most angry was that the ** men who were dancing in front of the position turned out to be the captured British ** officers, a German soldier was shooting at their feet with a pistol, in order to avoid the bullets, they had to reluctantly dance the ridiculous "dance".

Seeing this, Glenn was angry at that time, and evil was born to the side of the guts. Roaring and yelling at his subordinates: "Order all assembled, enter the position, prepare to attack, we must kill all those vile Germans, they have no humanity, they do not abide by the Geneva Convention, I will go and accuse them!" Go, send all the tanks, I'm going to crush them. For the sake of the British Empire, for the sake of His Majesty the King, kill all these damned Germans. Offensive! ”;