Chapter 20 The Honor of Officers

"Deputy Führer, Deputy Führer?"

At this time, Randolph woke up Xu Jun in thought.

"The Führer is still waiting for your callback, how are you going to reply?"

Xu Jun shoved the telegram into his pocket, and then replied: "You call the Führer back immediately, I am very grateful to the Führer for his concern for me, and as soon as the battle here is over, I will immediately return to the base camp." That's all, Randolph, and in a moment you will send a telegram to General Rundstedt to prepare a plane for me, and I will return to the base camp. ”

"Yes, Deputy Führer." Randolph hurriedly ran out.

Here, Randolph had just left, and Hans ran in with a telegram. "General, the news of the 7th Regiment and the 25 Panzer Regiment has arrived."

"Oh, read it"

"The plan has been successful, most of the enemy has been annihilated, and the remaining fleeing enemy is now being pursued. Our losses in this operation were slight. ”

"Good!"

Xu Jun stood up excitedly.

"Hans, hurry up and have them hand in a report on the course of the battle, and then take a closer look at the results of the battle and their own losses. Also, let the 25th Panzer Regiment be sure to annihilate the fleeing enemy, and then immediately lead the 7th Infantry Regiment to join us. Let the "Großdeutschland" regiment and other units come over as well. I want to celebrate all the troops! ”

"Yes, General, I'll go and give orders at once. Also, allow me to be the first to congratulate you on such a major victory. ”

"Thank you, Hans. You've been of great help to me, so go ahead and give orders. Xu Jun smiled and saluted, and Hans solemnly returned the salute, nodded, turned around and walked out.

Xu Jun stood on the edge of the trench and looked at the battlefield in front of him. What used to be a grassy field has now been transformed into a huge morgue. More than 2,000 corpses of British infantry were scattered across the battlefield, and guns and equipment of all kinds were scattered everywhere. Smoke still rises from the destroyed tanks and craters everywhere. There was an unpleasant smell of burnt fire in the air.

A company of German soldiers was cleaning up the battlefield, and from time to time they could hear the cries of the soldiers who found the enemy's wounded alive and called for medical help. Other soldiers were collecting discarded rifles from the enemy, piling up the damaged ones and putting aside the ones that were still intact.

Xu Jun looked at the blood-stained field in front of him, and felt as if he had become numb to this. Indeed, he had seen enough destruction and death in the past two days, and the brutal war had turned a simple history student into a cold-blooded soldier in just one day.

The German soldiers giggled and rummaged through their trophies, leaving behind some personal trinkets and handing over their valuables to the officers. In the distance, a group of German soldiers was escorting the last of the prisoners back to their positions. The heavy tractors and German sappers were struggling to pull a few Matilda out of the craters they had sunk into. The whole battlefield looks bleak and lively.

Xu Jun turned around and walked slowly towards the back of his position, his officers silently following him.

Behind the German positions, the sappers set up a huge makeshift prisoner of war camp here. The British prisoners of war were surrounded by layers of barbed wire in a large clearing. More than a dozen machine-gun firing points were set up on the side, and the machine gunners stared at the prisoners of war with a leaping expression on their faces, as if they were very eager for any hero to incite a riot or something.

But it seems that the British POWs had clearly let them down. One by one, they sat on the ground with their faces dirty. Some people bowed their heads in frustration and did not speak, while others looked at the German troops around them indifferently, and more sat upright with blank expressions. The lightly wounded soldiers lay on the ground moaning incessantly, while the soldiers next to him were whispering comforting care.

The British officers did not stay with their soldiers, they formed a small group in a corner of the prisoner of war camp, far away from the soldiers. It seems that the English gentlemen were not happy with keeping them together with ordinary soldiers. They also tried to maintain the glory of the British ** officers in the barbed wire, and they held their chins up, held their chests, and looked proudly at the German soldiers guarding them.

When these British officers saw a German general coming here with a group of German officers, they began to stir. They began to shout at the German soldiers, and several officers shook the barbed wire in desperate desperation. They wanted to get Xu Jun's attention.

The guards didn't notice Xu Jun's arrival, and he nervously picked up the MP38 in his hand and aimed it at the British officers.

"Stand back! Back off! ”

German soldiers shouted loudly. Most of the British officers did not know German, and they ignored the orders of the guards, and were still shouting and pulling barbed wire.

"Stand back! Get out of the barbed wire! If I don't back off, I'm going to shoot! ”

The guard alerted, pulled the bolt, and the bullet was loaded.

A few of the English officers who could understand German began to retreat, and those who did not understand German were still shouting there.

"Tart, tart, tart, tart......" A crisp shot rang out.

All the British prisoners of war were frightened by the sudden sound of gunfire, and they stood up and looked at the place where the shots had been fired.

The British ** officers were now standing there like logs, their eyes full of fear as they looked at the smoking muzzles of the guards.

"Stand back!" The guards lowered the muzzles of their guns to the sky and aimed them at the officers.

The officers had not yet recovered from their fright, and they were still standing in place at a loss.

"Tart, tart, tart, tart......" this time it was shot towards the ground. The bullets dusted the ground in front of the officers' feet.

This time the British finally understood what the guards wanted them to do, and when they saw that the guards were changing the MP38 magazines, the British ** officers began to scramble back.

Xu Jun had already noticed the small commotion in the corner of the prisoner of war camp, and when he walked over with his men, the guards had already opened fire.

Xu Jun walked behind the guard.

"Soldier, what's going on!" Xu Jun played an official tone, pretending not to see what was in front of him at all.

"Ahh Checkmate! ”

The guard turned around and saw that it was the deputy head of state, and hurriedly stood up and reported, "Report to the general!" These prisoners of war were not honest, and they also wanted to pull the barbed wire fence apart. I told them, but they wouldn't listen, so I shot. ”

"You're doing a good job, go down, I'll talk to them."

Xu Jun approached the barbed wire fence and shouted at the British ** officials inside: "What do you British want to do?" You need to know who you are now, you are now our prisoners of war. This is France, a prisoner of war camp, not your London! All your actions must obey the orders of the guards guarding you! If this happens again, the troublemakers will be severely punished! Do you understand? ”

He said this in German, and he didn't want these Englishmen to know that he knew English. At this time, a British ** official walked out from behind the crowd. While pretending to be calm, he walked towards Xu Jun with a slanted gaze, and secretly squinted at the guard who was standing next to Xu Jun and monitoring him, and quickly stopped when he saw that the guard's face was starting to be unpleasant.

The officer looked to be in his 50s, with a well-worn mustache and a shrapnel tear on the left sleeve of his uniform, from which the gray bandages of the German army could be seen. After this officer was decided, he saluted Xu Jun very elegantly. Then he spoke to Xu Jun in fluent German.

"Your Excellency, I hereby strongly protest against your treatment of the British ** officer in this way, and I ask you to give us treatment commensurate with our ranks."

Xu Jun casually returned the salute to him, and said coldly while looking at him with a look of contempt: "Your name and position!" ”

The officer didn't expect Xu Jun to treat him with such an attitude, so he choked at that time.

"Staff Officer Gordon, Major of the 13th Brigade of the British Army. Hawk. Numbered 3487593. Gordon replied.

"Oh, Major Gordon, what the hell are you asking for?"

"I beg you to give us treatment commensurate with our rank." Gordon replied tremblingly, and Xu Jun's face began to make him feel a little scared.

"Officer?"

Xu Jun yelled angrily after hearing his words

"You still have the face to mention that you are officers! You don't deserve the title of officer! You are simply a bunch of garbage, a bunch of rubbish, a bunch of poor worms who only know how to enslave soldiers. You're not even as good as maggot eggs in the sewers. ”

"General, you have captured us, but you must not insult us!" The Major Gordon protested excitedly.

"Insult you. You also know insults. What is it about your behavior today that makes you feel ashamed? What were your officers doing this morning when your chaotic attack formation came out and the soldiers needed someone to direct the regrouping? What are you officers doing when your tanks and infantry are mixed and the soldiers need officers to coordinate the offensive steps? What are your officers doing when our artillery starts bombarding and your soldiers need orders to disperse formations? What were you officers doing when our planes started bombing? Oh, yes! You're on the run! You have abandoned your soldiers and fled shamelessly. You abandoned your soldiers when they needed your command the most. When your soldiers needed your encouragement the most, you abandoned them. While your soldiers continued to resist, you fled the battlefield first. All you know is that you blindly drive your soldiers to charge and die. The soldiers trusted you, so they obeyed all your orders. But what is there in your actions worthy of the trust that the soldiers place in you? ”

Xu Jun's roar attracted a large group of German soldiers who were resting nearby, and they gathered behind Xu Jun, listening and talking to each other.

Xu Jun's words were self-conscious, but he still wanted to argue. "It's true that our actions are not honorable. But didn't we fail to run away and be captured by you? Please stop humiliating us. ”

"Didn't run away! God bear witness, I have never heard such shameless self-justification! It's a good thing you didn't run away, otherwise I don't know how many soldiers you would have pushed into hell again! You bastards who drink the blood of soldiers still dare to call yourself officers, and you want to be treated like officers! I tell you! No! Nothing! You will be treated the same as your soldiers. You should be glad that you have access to the same food and care as the soldiers! Because I was going to shoot all of you garbage! But for the sake of the honor of the German Army, I convinced myself to abandon this intention. But I must not tolerate cowards being treated preferentially! We do have standards for the treatment of captured officers, but you don't deserve it! Those standards should be for captured warriors, not for misbreeds! ”

Xu Jun scolded that Gordon to the point of blood. Then he turned to face his officers and said.

"You all saw it! I heard it too! There is absolutely no room for such cowards in my army! There is absolutely no room in my army for idiot officers who only know how to do brute force! There is absolutely no room in my army for such officers who do not care about the lives of their own soldiers for the sake of their own military merits! There is no place in my army for an officer who has abandoned his soldiers and fled alone! Even if I am defeated, I will be with my soldiers, and if it is necessary to retreat, I hope that I and you will be the last ones left on the battlefield! From this day forward, if anyone in my army dares to violate the above rules, I will make him pay a terrible price! Do you understand? ”

"Understood, General!" The officers roared excitedly.

"Long live General Reinhardt!"

I don't know who started it, but the German soldiers who were surrounding them began to shout loudly and loudly. They shouted desperately, and some of the soldiers were already in tears of excitement.

Xu Jun nodded to the soldiers, and then led his officers away from the excited crowd and walked towards the position command post without looking back.

"General Reinhardt? Isn't your commander General Rommel? ”

Gordon asked the nearest German guard through the barbed wire. The guard glared at Gordon and then replied with pride and reverence.

"He is our new commander, the Deputy Führer of the Third Reich, Reinhardt. Feng. General Stadt! ”

"Deputy ...... Deputy Führer! Gordon was completely stunned.

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