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Not again!

How long has it been? Five minutes? Eight minutes? I don't know, the only thing that is clear is that there are certainly not ten minutes, but the Chinese army ...... The militants unexpectedly reappeared, and began a new attack, which was apparently only anticlimactic, without giving his soldiers a chance to rest.

Bastard!

"These damn Chinese! Damn yellow-skinned monkeys! "Wiesenberg suddenly erupted in a burst of intense rage, undisguised hatred, and an irrepressible urge to seize the enemy and hang them all—harassment, harassment, harassment, harassment, harassment, har......assment, harassment, harassment, harass The captain felt that he had had had enough and didn't want to put up with it anymore - if only for a second.

Wiesenberg didn't want to put up with it anymore.

If the Chinese want to turn him into a fierce lion, then they have already done it. The captain gritted his teeth and gave an order to his platoon commanders: "Heinz, lead your men to attack from the left in a roundabout way; Gernhard, your men attack head-on; Fritz ......"

"Second Lieutenant Müzenberg has been shot, sir." Someone called.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wiesenberg immediately found someone to replace the unlucky second lieutenant. "Kurt, now it's up to you to take over from Fritz and lead the third row around from the right."

"Yes, Captain." The acting platoon in the third row replied loudly.

"Let's get moving." Wiesenberg concluded, "Remember, gentlemen, move fast, and this time we can't let any Chinese slip away under our noses." ”

"Understood, Captain." The three platoon commanders shouted together, and then all the German soldiers. There is no doubt that they have as much anger and hatred as Wiesenberg, and possibly even more; After eleven ambushes in such a short period of time, no one could control his emotions.

And there were already casualties in the infantry company - not only Second Lieutenant Mützenberg, but also a sergeant and three soldiers who had been hit by bullets and were lying on the ground, struggling in agony and dying.

Their fate intensified the anger of the German officers and soldiers. Now, they have only one thought in their heads: catch the damn ambushers and kill them all, leaving not a single one.

Kill all the Chinese!

German troops began to attack.

Yes, the offense, not looking for cover and then counterattacking, but a straightforward, ferocious and aggressive attack. Not a single officer and soldier cared about the bullets fired by their enemies, and as they fired, they pushed forward, ready to deliver the final blow.

In just a moment, Wu Luzhen already felt an indescribably overwhelming pressure: even though his opponent was only an infantry company, and two of the platoons had turned to his flank, as if intending to encircle and destroy his troops, the Germans still had the upper hand in the firefight.

Of course, it will turn out to be like this. The German soldier was well-trained and accurate in his shooting, and his soldiers, who were of low quality and had weak morale and will to fight, were no match at all: after only three volleys, the German soldier had already shaken his soldiers.

Although not a single one had fled, the vast majority had retreated behind cover, some lying motionless on the ground, others raising their guns above their heads and firing indiscriminately, with only a few dozen soldiers continuing to aim and shoot.

Of course, the performance of these soldiers did not have any practical significance, and in the face of such a clear superiority, it was only a matter of time before the Germans won the victory.

Wu Luzhen did not expect the situation to turn out as it was - he knew that his soldiers could not stop the German army, but he did not expect that they would be so vulnerable that they could not even complete such a simple task as perfectly as possible - fortunately, he did not need to stop the German army, and there was no time limit; And, if the standards are relaxed, his task is de facto completed.

It's time to evacuate your position.

Wu Luzhen shot the last bullet, turned his head, and immediately noticed dozens of eyes full of anticipation and pleading. He sighed to himself and whispered, "Retreat." ”

It was as if the officers and the soldiers who heard the order of pardon rejoiced when they heard it, and soon the order reached everyone's ears. They sprang into action, running to the evacuation route chosen before the battle began, scrambling to be the first to be the first to be the first to be the first to be distinguished, indistinguishable from the hastily organized militias.

Wu Luzhen looked at them, let out another heavy sigh, and then joined the retreat as well.

A little later, Gernhard. Second Lieutenant Serben and his men took up the blocking position, which had been completely abandoned, and then the troops on both sides rushed in.

They found nothing but corpses.

Wiesenberg was furious by the result he had gotten - of course, before he ordered his troops to attack, the captain had expected that he would still only get this result, but it was one thing to know it, and quite another to accept it. What was even more unacceptable to Wiesenberg was that this time his soldiers had found only six bodies, just one more than the losses suffered by the troops.

Six to five, what a disgraceful ratio! The captain's face began to distort.

"Perhaps...... The Chinese took away the bodies of other people. An officer made a bold guess, followed by a roar.

"Take away? So why did they leave six bodies here? Wiesenberg shook his clenched fists in anger, "What do you think the purpose of the Chinese, Hinds?" Prove that we still have some results and make my heart feel a little better? ”

"Perhaps...... The remaining Chinese can only take that many corpses......" replied the platoon leader cautiously, carefully choosing each word, "I mean, we eliminated most of the militants...... A little more than half so that they can't take all the corpses......"

"Your explanation is so interesting, Lieutenant!" Wiesenberg roared, spit almost flying into the face of a platoon leader, "Who do you think would believe this inference of shooting first and then drawing a target?" ”

"Otherwise we would not have been able to explain to the colonel why our advance was so slow," the lieutenant defended himself, "and it would have been impossible to explain why the mighty German army had eliminated only a few Chinese." ”

"That's true, Captain." The second platoon commander nodded approvingly, "And Fritz was killed." ”

"Frieze ......" Wiesenberg's eyebrows furrowed, and then began to ponder. Yes, we were advancing too slowly, and one officer was killed...... But I'm not sure if Colonel Kittel will be willing to accept your explanation, though there is no better one......"

Finally, he raised his head and said to the officers who were listening carefully: "I can only report that in this firefight, we killed at least seventy Chinese soldiers, but most of the bodies and weapons were taken away by the remaining Chinese, and only two bodies and two rifles were found." ”

The officers exchanged glances, and then, the highest-ranking platoon commander, asked, "What about the previous battles?" ”

"Do you want to falsify more combat reports?" Wiesenberg's anger boiled again, "Gentlemen, don't you have a little shame? Don't you have a bottom line? Gentlemen, whatever we do, we need a bottom line! ”

"But ......," the lieutenant hesitated for a moment, not continuing to insist, "it's up to you, Captain." ”

Now that he had backed down, Wiesenberg didn't say anything more, but calmed himself down and turned to look at the herald who was waiting for orders. "Helmut, as I just said, report to Lieutenant Colonel Rohr."

Then he turned back again. "Gentlemen, gather your soldiers and move on, we still need to catch up with the Colonel." After a pause, Wiesenberg continued: "Next time, if we encounter militants harassing us again, don't wait for my orders, just launch a surprise attack, kill them, don't let them slip away." ”

"Direct assault?" The officers weren't so sure, "Are you really going to do this, Captain?" ”

"Those Chinese have very bad marksmanship, and only when they are lucky enough can they hit someone who is unlucky." "In that case, there's no need for us to waste bullets on them," Wiesenberg said. Remember, we don't have ...... So much time. ”

It was only a little bit before he almost told the supply line problem. Wiesenberg was glad at the speed of his reaction - although everyone in the expeditionary force knew about the problem, not a single officer would talk openly about it in front of the soldiers.

Sometimes, in order to protect their interests, people have to disguise themselves as ostriches and pretend to turn a blind eye to some obvious problems.

Wiesenberg felt distraught again, and he had forgotten all the speeches he had already thought of, so he could only wave his hand at the officers. "Go and gather your soldiers, gentlemen."

The officers all left. A few minutes later, the German soldiers had again formed a marching column and continued to advance towards a distant target.

Of course, their actions are still under effective surveillance.

"Now, it's our turn." Lan Tianwei said to his officers, "However, our target is not the main force of the Germans. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Look at the German soldiers at the front of the queue, our target is them." Lan Tianwei's tone suddenly had a hint of fierceness, "Kill them all." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )