Autumn in Europe in October is a pleasant and pleasant season, and you can see the golden water as far as you can see. From six o'clock in the evening, the rumbling of the south did not stop, and Hitler knew that this was the beginning of the assault of the German Fourth and Sixth armies on the town of Ypre.

"When the battle on the front line is in full swing, can the enemy commander still remember this reservoir?" Hitler was cranky, and he had two emotions in his heart, on the one hand, he hoped that the enemy would come and release the water, so as to prove that his ideas and decisions were correct, and if these were all in vain, then he would at least be punished. On the other hand, he didn't want the enemy to release the water, they only had twenty people, and he didn't know how many people would be left after this battle, if they couldn't hold the Neurport reservoir, then the drowned Germans might be even more.

"Someone's coming, everyone, pay attention!" Not long after the battle began, it was already dark, and the sharp-eyed people noticed that someone was coming from afar. Hitler and the others hid in the bushes on the cliff, which led to the reservoir.

"Everyone listen to my orders, and wait for the enemy to come and fight." Geze ordered, their position was condescending, just above the road, perfect for an ambush.

At this time, the moonlight was very bright, and in addition to the fact that it was not yet completely dark, Hitler roughly counted about a hundred people. Although the enemy was five times outnumbered of them, they were in a good position, and it was a surprise attack, and Hitler was confident in this battle!

"Prepare for battle, everyone be careful, and shoot together when the platoon commander shoots." Said the employee whispered the order.

The enemy marched in order, gradually approaching, and saw that the uniform was the Belgian army. The Belgian army during World War I was much stronger than during World War II, and although it could not resist the German attack, it still caused a lot of trouble for the German army.

The army was getting closer and closer, and soon it was under the nose, everyone's heartbeat was beating rapidly in "dong dong", only to hear a "poof", the platoon commander fired, and suddenly the originally relatively quiet mountains and forests suddenly became lively, and everyone started shooting.

The Belgians panicked, shouted and shouted, and all of them fell on both sides of the road and returned fire.

It's useless, it's too close, the Belgian army is completely below Hitler and others, they are like targets, dozens of grenades rumble, covering the entire road, and several Belgians in the back want to escape, but they are shot by Hitler and Weiklig, and they are all reimbursed before they finish a bullet clip.

The fight was clean and clean, and the battle did not last more than a minute.

"It's so easy." This is what everyone thinks, this is not to blame them, the key is that their geographical location is too good, condescending, dozens of grenades killed half of the Belgian army, and the rest of the Belgian army needs to stand up and look up to fight back if they want to fight back, so that the Belgian army does not even have the strength to fight back, and they can't escape if they want to, the range of the Mauser 98 is more than 800 meters, and no matter how far they run, they will be sniped by Hitler and Weikrich.

"Let's go down and clean up the battlefield, and be careful of the competition that is playing dead." Geze put down his gun and walked down the cliff with everyone.

"Good marksmanship." Hitler praised Weikrich by saying that there were twelve Belgian soldiers who had fled before, and Weikrich had hit at least five of them, Hitler himself had hit five men, and two had been beaten by other German troops.

"So are you." Wei Krich grinned, and it could be seen that both of them were masters.

After this battle, the flooding of the German army will not happen, Hitler was thinking about retreating, and he said to Gezer: "It is obvious that these Belgian troops are here to blow up the reservoir, and now the people who blow up the reservoir have been annihilated by us, and the water will not flood us, you see if we should retreat." ”

Geze touched his beard and nodded, "You're right, while it's dark and the war is in chaos, we can just return to the army." ”

Wei Krich, who was next to him, stopped: "No, we should hold on here." ”

"Why?" Hitler and Geze asked in unison.

"If you were an enemy commander and you were the commander of an army that didn't finish its mission within the allotted time and didn't have any information coming back, what would you do if you were the commander?" ”

Hitler thought about it and understood, think about it from another perspective, if I were the commander of the Entente, the front was in the midst of fierce battles, the front was critical, and at this time, as long as I blew up the reservoir to block the enemy's attack, then I would definitely blow up this reservoir, but now that the person sent to blow up the reservoir has no news, it is obvious that it has been annihilated, then I will definitely send more powerful forces to reinforce and blow up the reservoir.

Therefore, it will not be long before the Allied armies will send more people to blow up the reservoir.

"Hey, the point is that we can't get in touch with the command, if we do, knowing that the troops are far away from the Isère, it's useless for the enemy to blow up the reservoir, and we can retreat." Geze sighed that the biggest failure of this operation was the loss of the radio station and the inability to contact the command, resulting in the lack of unified command for their actions.

If our army confronts the enemy at the Isère, the Entente will definitely send people to blow up the reservoir, and if our army is far from the Isère, then Hitler and they can leave now with peace of mind.

Is it here to hold on? Or do you leave safely, back to the troops?

It was a dilemma, and holding on here would have been a bitter battle, a vicious battle, and possibly even total annihilation, and if our army had already crossed the Isère, their sacrifice would have been meaningless.

If they leave, they will be safe for the time being, but there will definitely be enemy troops coming to open the floodgates and release water, and there is a good chance that thousands of German troops will be drowned.

Such a dilemma needs to be decided by the Supreme Commander here, Geze.

"The life and death of an individual should be put before the interests of the country!" Geze gritted his teeth and said, "Just hold on here!" ”

At this moment, Hitler instantly admired him and admired the German soldiers. Germany was able to provoke two world wars, not by virtue of the world's second economic power, but by thousands of such German soldiers.

The Germans are unbeatable, whether you divide their land or control their economy, they are always able to stand up from the ruins.

"The enemy is so fast!"

Weikrich frowned, and only ten minutes or so later, another group of Frenchmen came, and there were at least several hundred of them in the moonlight. The hundreds of men were divided into several groups, and one team after another marched towards Nieuport.

It's going to be a big fight!

Hitler thought to himself, in order to avoid being ambushed, the enemy divided into several groups and dispersed, and by the bright moonlight Hitler could still see that behind them, the enemy had arranged a column of several infantry guns.

"Hit!"

Geze roared, and the cliffs opened fire in unison, and the soldiers at the front of the French army died more than a dozen at once, and the rest of the soldiers were crawling on the ground to fight back.

Two French flares shot into the sky, and for a moment they were as bright as day.

"Knock knock ......" shells hit the cliffs, dirt splattered, and some of the Germans in ambush were injured.

"Everyone, hold on!" Gzer shouted: "All for Germany!" ”

"All for Germany!"

Everyone roared, blood gushed in their bones, and there seemed to be a fire burning in their chests, everything could be sacrificed for the sake of Germany!

The French began to attack from both sides of the cliff, but with Hitler and Weikrich's sharpshooters, few people were able to climb the cliff. Among the twenty people on this trip, all of them are elites, either sharpshooters or veterans of a hundred battles, and their guns are extremely accurate.

However, the French shells posed a great threat to them, and there were many stones on the mountain, which made it inconvenient to dig trenches, so their bodies were not protected by trenches, and the broken iron pieces of the shells would cause them great damage.

Hundreds of Allied soldiers rushed up, their pressure increased, and the two Bergman light machine guns on the cliff roared incessantly, and the grenades were thrown as if they were not for money, so that they could slightly block the enemy's attack.

In this operation, they only brought Bergman light machine guns, which were originally the best to bring Makqin machine guns, but unfortunately Makqin was too heavy, and there were a lot of bullets that needed to be carried, so they did not bring Makqin in this operation.

"There it is!"

Hitler's eyes lit up, and he told the two machine gunners the concept of crossfire, that is, the machine guns should not be fired head-on, but at an inclined plane, so that two lines of fire were formed, and the enemy casualties were greatly increased.

The first time in history was in 1916, that is, the Battle of Verdun, when the German Maxim machine guns formed a crossfire in front of the position, killing more than 20,000 French people in one day, shocking the world.

This tactic temporarily halted the enemy's attack, but the enemy's shells came as if they didn't want money, and seven or eight people were already wounded, and it was really painful to hold on to such an unprotected position.

"Look!"

A German soldier looked in the direction of the sea, Geze put down his rifle, picked up the binoculars and looked at the sea, his blood-red face instantly turned white.

"I'll wipe it!" Geze cursed, and then shouted: "Everyone, get out!" ”

Remove?

Hitler was puzzled, didn't he have to hold on? Why did you withdraw?

Geze roared hysterically: "Run, there are French warships!" ”

French warships?

Hitler raised his eyes, and sure enough, there were several small black shadows on the sea, which looked like they were indeed battleships, but they were not confirmed to be the tonnage and number of warships, Hitler looked at them with a telescope, and there were about four battleships in the telescope, three with the French flag and one with the British flag.

"Let's go!"

Hitler turned around and ran into the forest behind, he didn't expect the Entente to send battleships, the power of the battleships was too great, the main guns were at least 200 mm guns, and the power of other secondary guns was not less than that of the army's heavy artillery, the powerful firepower of several warships was not to mention Hitler and his twenty people, even the small hill where they were invisible would be blown to the ground.

The afterglow of his eyes felt the fire in the direction of the sea, and Hitler understood that it was the warship that had opened fire.

"Follow me!"

Everyone shuttled through the jungle, fleeing quickly, and in order to prevent the troops from scattering, Geze shouted in front.

The Allied infantry in the rear continued to shoot at them as they fled, and the bullets whizzed on the trees in the woods.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Hitler, who was walking behind, felt a sharp pain in his thigh and fell to the ground, and he was unfortunately hit!

"It's over." Hitler struggled quickly, but his thigh was too painful.

Seeing Hitler fall to the ground, the brute bull supported him with his hands, quickly helped him to his feet, hunched him on his back and fled.

"You're running too slow like this, you run by yourself, just let me die." Although he was moved to save him, the speed of running with a person on his back in the woods was not fast, which might even affect him.

"Don't give up, don't give up, your original words." The brute bull said in a sullen voice.