Trood has been at the center of the battle for some time, in the face of the enemy's frantic attack, the two divisions have carried out quite successful coordination and cooperation, although compared with the early days of the station, lost about a quarter of the territory, but they can still retain their combat effectiveness standing here, which shows how good their ability is.

Although the task of establishing a bridgehead was very difficult, whether it was Anselm's armored division or another infantry division, they resisted the pressure and decided to replace the two divisions, but problems also arose.

"It's really not enough to succeed and more than to fail!" Anselm angrily knocked on the table, and the water cup on the table was bounced up a centimeter high, and then fell on the table, although the cup did not fall, but some of the water in it still spilled.

Anselm was working on the documents in the division commander's office just now, but the adjutant rushed in in a hurry, and even forgot to knock on the door. Anselm knew that the matter was important, so he decided to listen to the adjutant first, leaving his faux pas aside for the time being.

"Major, things are not good." The adjutant said with an embarrassed face. He has been following Anselm for almost three years, and he knows Anselm's ability very well, and he will not pay too much attention to ordinary things, let alone Anselm, but this time the matter makes him feel very tricky, because he thinks that even this Anselm, who has been following him for three years, cannot simply solve this matter.

Anselm put the pen in his hand on the cap, put it aside, sat up straight, and said to the adjutant in front of him, "Bad Mes, say it." ”

Adjutant Buttermess nodded, then picked up the paper in his hand and began to read: "To Major Ansellen, commander of the 47th Armored Division, the 14th and 52nd Divisions that carried out this replacement mission are already on the way. However, the enemy's strong resistance has been held back, and progress has been slow, and I now appoint your unit to tear a hole in the enemy's front in the northwest direction and take over the 14th and 52nd Divisions that have been replaced by them. Supreme Command. ”

"What are we going to do this time?" Buttermess looked at Anselm, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and although their mission had been explained in the telegram, he asked Anselm for advice first, as usual.

"I can't do it now." Anselm lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "You have been with me for so many years, if this is placed at another juncture, I will definitely ignore him, but not now." ”

"yes, this time except for us. No one can top the gap. Buttermes looked at Anselm and said, as Anselm said, in the military career that Buttermes followed him, he disobeyed orders more than once, and acted arbitrarily, but the vast majority of them also achieved brilliant results, and in the end, the merits and demerits were offset and not punished, which can explain why Anselm is such a capable talent with the rank of major.

But this mission is different. The two divisions that had come to replace them were now being crushed by the enemy on the outer front, and if Anselm chose to disobey, the two divisions would be in a rather dangerous position, with no innate terrain advantage. Coupled with the siege, they will definitely collapse much earlier than Anselm, and when the time comes, Anselm, who is fighting alone, will not be able to avoid the fate of being completely annihilated.

"How many kilometers are they from us now?" Anselm picked up the black glove beside him. Mali put it in his hand and asked Buttermes in front of him.

"According to what was posted an hour ago, they should be away from us now. 60-70 km or so. Buttermesse picked up a stick and pointed to the direction he had spoken of on a combat map on the wall.

Anselm nodded, and continued to say to him: "Except for the troops that are being carried out with high importance or urgency, report the number of the remaining troops, including those that are being refurbished. ”

Hearing Anselm's request is quite excessive, because for an entire division, if you want to report every squad that excludes the above requirements to the commander, it will take a few minutes, but the 47th Armored Division is different from ordinary troops, and now it is even more different from the ordinary moment, they are responsible for building bridgeheads, and most of the troops are busy on the front line, fighting with the enemy in dire straits, so the range that sounds large is actually not many troops are included in it.

"Yes!" Buttermes straightened up, gave a quick military salute, and ran out quickly, although the movement was a little too fast to react, but he didn't forget to close the door casually.

Taking advantage of the fact that Buttermes was out, Anselm stood up and walked to the battle map, frowning slightly, looking at the formation above, and then walked to the battle sand table on the side. Picking up a pole next to the corner of the table and pushing several models on the sand table into new positions, he rubbed his chin and began to think.

"Knock knock!"

Just as Anselm was just entering to think, there was a knock at the door, and Anselm said slowly, "Come in." ”

"Today's specific combat itinerary is all here, and I will sort it out." Pushing the door open was Buttermes, who was clutching a stack of papers.

Anselm nodded, did not speak, and continued to think about it. Buttermes, on the other hand, said nothing, and sat on the couch next to him with his papers.

It's not once or twice that these two people have dealt with the incident like this, and whenever there is a critical moment or when there are many documents, Buttermess will come directly to Anselm with the pending documents to deal with, and if there is any doubt, it will become much easier to ask.

Anselm's aide-de-camp, Lieutenant Buttermes, was also a little annoying because of his proximity to Anselm, a less popular man, but he himself was completely unimpressed, he had no need for rank, and he was not even interested in the honors that most German soldiers dreamed of every day, he only wanted to be by Anselm's side, to take care of his official duties, and to do his duty well.

Buttermess was a fairly common face for Trode's squad leaders, and many important things were informed to them by Buttermes, including, of course, the "unleashed" operation, although Anselm was a well-known good commander close to the lower ranks. But the premise of intimacy is to know about it in advance, and this information is collected by Buttermes, and finally passed on to Anselm to see, so it is not difficult to understand what Anselm said to Trode when he first arrived in Wald. (To be continued......)