In 1864, 12 countries, including Switzerland, France, Belgium, the Netherlands, and Portugal, signed the Geneva Convention in Geneva.

Over time, in 1899 and 1907, the Geneva Conventions were amended to extend protection to prisoners of war.

The so-called "prisoners of war" are clearly defined. For example, there are fixed special signs that can be identified from a distance; openly carrying weapons; Fight in accordance with the laws and customs of war.

Military uniforms are fixed special emblems that can be identified from a distance.

Therefore, the troops of the countries that have signed the Geneva Conventions basically do not have the habit of wearing enemy uniforms to fight. The reason is simple: if you fight in your own military uniform, once captured, you can be treated as a prisoner of war according to the Geneva Conventions. Fighting in the enemy's uniform will not be protected by the Geneva Conventions once captured, which means that when the time comes, it will be up to the enemy's mood to kill or chop.

For Cliff and Hu Tingfeng, the Geneva Conventions are not binding in the slightest, and they don't even know that there is such a thing, and even if they do, they don't care. Compared with foreigners, the Chinese have always done everything to fight wars, look at the thirty-six schemes, think about the ruthlessness of water and fire, the Chinese are ruthless, and the foreigners are not one at all.

If needed, let Griff and Hu Tingguang go to the battlefield with their butts on the battlefield, and these two will not have any psychological burden.

Qin Zhiyuan has a psychological burden.

Almost as soon as the battle began, the two phones in front of Qin Zhiyuan rang almost simultaneously.

Bell bell bell ......

The moment he heard the bell ringing, Qin Zhiyuan quickly bounced up from the chair, and before the first bell rang, Qin Zhiyuan grabbed the microphone.

"This is the wolf's den, and I'm a wolf."

Although the Germans preferred to call themselves wolves, Qin Zhiyuan still gave the command the code name "Wolf's Den".

The French love chickens, and they can't always be called "chicken coops".

The voice from the microphone was French, and Qin Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, it was from the two division headquarters that cooperated with the operation of the Sixth Regiment.

Before the operation, Qin Zhiyuan had already communicated with the two division commanders, and informed the date of the attack here, but did not report the specific time and battle plan. This is done to prevent information leakage.

Europe is so big, the relationship between the Aryans and the Gauls is complicated, and there is a lot of infiltration between each other, Qin Zhiyuan can only deal with it in this way in order to ensure the suddenness of the tactical launch.

Judging from Qin Zhiyuan's reaction, his heart may not be as calm as it seems.

Qin Zhiyuan has a reason to be worried, this is the first time that the Chinese have acted as the main body of tactics, and no one knows what it will be like, it may be smooth sailing, or it may fall into the sand. Qin Zhiyuan hoped to make a name for himself in the Sixth Regiment and establish a new image of the Chinese in front of the French and British.

It is necessary to keep it secret before the war, and once it starts, there is no point. Qin Zhiyuan explained to the other end of the phone that the battle had begun, and asked them to launch a diversion attack on the German army in front of them according to the predetermined plan.

The French staff is not as famous as the Germans, and it can also perform basic functions, and for all kinds of situations, the staff has a response plan, and the two divisions only need to implement the response plan in accordance with it.

"Qin, it seems that you are also nervous." Qin Zhiyuan's performance fell in Pierre's eyes, and Pierre laughed.

"Pierre, if it were your child who was fighting on the front lines, you would be more nervous than I was." Qin Zhiyuan does not deny that Qin Zhiyuan is not an iron man, and nervousness is an instinctive reaction.

"yes, if I were you, I'd be more nervous." Pierre did not deny that it was precisely because of this that Foch placed Pierre in the headquarters.

"Gentlemen, there is no point in being nervous now, we can only choose to trust the soldiers on the front line." Hunter has a wealth of combat experience and is now fully into the role.

Bell bell bell ......

The phone rang again, and Qin Zhiyuan picked up the receiver.

"Hello Colonel, I'm Dempsgayle, and your children are so capable, they've stormed the Germans' positions, and they're doing a great job. Now, I think now we need to shell the second line of defense of the Germans so that they can't organize support. "Dempsgay was so enthusiastic that he forgot to use his codename.

"I don't think so, Mr. Colonel. There's our people there, and they can handle it. Qin Zhiyuan's heart finally fell into his stomach, and now it depends on how many results he can have.

When Chen Kangjian began to attack the tunnel, Liu Zizheng had just set off with his troops. Armed with the heavy and light machine guns that the 6th Regiment had originally equipped, they were to go to the German positions to prepare for the formation of ground defense.

Liu Zizheng and the others only brought guns, but they didn't bring many bullets. The machine guns of the 6th Regiment were originally captured from the Germans, they were all of the same caliber, and the bullets were on the positions of the Germans, so they did not need to be carried separately.

Since it is moving lightly, the speed is relatively fast.

"Quick, run." Liu Zizheng is still too slow.

Not far from Liu Zizheng's side, the soldier who had fallen on the charging road just now was receiving battlefield ambulance. The total number of wounded soldiers was not much, only about thirty people, about seven or eight people were killed, a dozen were seriously wounded, and the rest were penetrating wounds.

The trenches have been cleared, guns and corpses are scattered everywhere, the strong smell of blood, the bottom of the trenches has been blown up by grenades, and the walls of some sections have collapsed, which fully proves what kind of hard fighting Chen Kangjian and his team have just experienced.

There were no wounded soldiers of the 6th Regiment in the trenches, they had all moved to the rear. Occasionally, one or two German wounded soldiers were struggling to survive, and if they could survive until dawn, or would have been rescued, they certainly couldn't do it now, and the doctors of the 6th Regiment had to rescue their own men first.

The trenches of the Germans were very well built, the defenses were complete, the organization was reasonable, and the hierarchy was clear. However, because of the direction, there was no firing position on this side of the second line of defense of the German army, and if you wanted to set up a machine gun position, you could only dig it yourself.

Liu Zizheng didn't talk nonsense, picked up his sapper shovel and started working.

The officers of the Sixth Regiment are dressed like ordinary soldiers on the battlefield, so as to ensure the integrity of the command system to the greatest extent.

While the fortifications were being excavated, violent explosions and fierce gunfire rang out from the second line of defense of the Germans.

"What's going on?" Grave's attack was improvised, and Liu Zizheng was not clear.

"I don't know, it looks like it's a fight. Could it be that the Germans started infighting? "There is malicious speculation.

"I don't think so, maybe the French organized the sneak attack." Someone pushes others by themselves.

"How not? All dressed in German clothes. "Somebody with a telescope.

"Herald, touch it and see what's going on!" Liu Zizheng didn't guess, so he sent someone to confirm it.

Before the herald had set off, a shirtless guy ran over from the second line of defense.

"Master Liu, quick, Master Ge invites you to defend the second position." The person who came was Hu Tingfeng's subordinate, and Liu Zizheng knew him.

"I'm dizzy, it's so fast!" Liu Zizheng sighed, not because of Grace's speed, but because he had no chance to make meritorious contributions.

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