Chapter 18: The Fox
Crossing the French line, it entered the center of the original French and German fronts. The French had now captured part of the first line of German defense, so it was now considered a rear.
Although the Germans had retreated to the second line of defense, some Germans were still blocked in the criss-crossing underground passages and could not evacuate in time, which is why the captain said that Qin Zhiyuan and they might encounter the Germans.
This part of the road was the most dangerous, and in order to prevent each other's attacks, the French and German armies planted a large number of mines in the central area, because there were so many of them that the French and Germans could not figure out where they were and where they were not. Although the French have opened up a safe passage, no one can guarantee that nothing will be missed, so it can only be relied on luck, and the stakes are their own lives.
According to the instructions of the French soldiers, Qin Zhiyuan and the others found a safe passage, and then according to the pre-arranged passage order, Qin Zhiyuan took the lead in jumping out of the trench and rushed to the French position opposite.
Although it is a safe passage, it is also on the battlefield, and it is always good to run faster, at least it reduces the possibility of being coldly shot.
Fortunately, the road was safe, although the dull sound of cannons and sharp gunfire never stopped, Qin Zhiyuan still didn't hear the screaming sound of bullets passing around him, which showed that no one shot coldly, and the safe passage was safe.
That can't be careless, after Qin Zhiyuan arrived at the intended destination, he sent a signal and ordered the Chinese workers to advance in turn.
It is indeed in turn, the Chinese workers set off at intervals, and after departure, try to distance themselves from each other, at least three meters between the two people, front and back, left and right.
This would minimize the damage of the shelling, and if the Germans were to come over with one cannon now, if it were not heavy artillery, they would have caused two or three results at most, and there would not have been forty or fifty casualties in one shot.
Of course, it is unlikely to suffer heavy artillery bombardment, which is mostly used to hit strong fortifications, and if it is used to hit infantry, it will really become a cannon to fight mosquitoes.
This way of passing aroused the interest of people with intentions, and when Qin Zhiyuan arrived at the target position to guard the surrounding situation, a French second lieutenant came to Qin Zhiyuan's side.
"One?" The second lieutenant held a pack of American-made camel cigarettes in his hand, like Qin Zhiyuan.
"I'm not used to this, I'm sorry." Qin Zhiyuan's flue-cured tobacco type is not smoked, let alone mixed.
"What's the point of doing that?" For Qin Zhiyuan's refusal, the second lieutenant did not care, and stuffed the cigarette back into his jacket pocket.
"You should be able to tell, Mr. Ensign." Qin Zhiyuan understood what the second lieutenant meant, for the benefits of the skirmish line, the second lieutenant with a certain military literacy should be able to see it at a glance.
"Yes, I can see a little bit, but I want to confirm it from you." The second lieutenant squinted at the scattered Chinese workers, not knowing what was going on in his head.
"Just like you can see." Qin Zhiyuan didn't want to explain more, he didn't want to speed up the course of the war, and the blood of the Europeans had not yet dried up.
"Shelling!" The second lieutenant was about to speak, when suddenly there was an early warning, followed by a sharp whistle.
The second lieutenant didn't care about anything else, dropped a "keep up" and rushed to the anti-artillery hole next to him, which could go to the Olympics at this speed.
"Hurry up, hurry up, all go into the artillery hole, hurry up and get in." The Chinese workers had not all entered the trenches, and Qin Zhiyuan could no longer take care of the straggler line, so he dragged the confused Chinese workers to the anti-artillery hole.
It felt like a moment of screaming of cannonballs across the air, followed by a deafening explosion, the violent trembling of the mountains, the smoke and dust in the sky, and the falling earth and rocks.
"Open your mouth and pant with your mouth wide open." Qin Zhiyuan reminded loudly while driving the Chinese workers along the spiral ladder into the underground passage.
God knows if the Germans used heavy artillery, and if there was heavy artillery involved in the strike, it would be useless to hide in the anti-artillery holes on the ground, and if it doesn't kill you, it will shock you, which is why the Germans dug 40 meters deep.
After the last person entered the underground tunnel, Qin Zhiyuan immediately began to count the casualties.
"Check the number of people, report the number of each group, count the casualties." Fortunately, the group was formed before the departure, and the benefits of organization can now be seen.
"The combat team is all right, one of the first team of the transport group has a broken foot, everyone else is fine, and eight people from the second team are missing." Before half a sound, Qin Zhisheng came over to report with a gloomy face.
"The combat team will organize the weapons, the transport team will gather the supplies and prepare to hand them over, and when the shelling is over, we will return to Kapi." This is a war, it will not be transferred by human will, Qin Zhiyuan can't do anything about the eight missing people just after arriving in France, this is fate, and human life is the least valuable in war.
"You're all very nice." The second lieutenant seemed to be interested in the Chinese workers, and then came over to talk to them.
"If they have a certain amount of military training, they will perform better." When the Chinese workers were in Weihai, they received a certain amount of training, but the intensity of the labor was far from the military training.
"You mean to say that they have no military training?" The second lieutenant reacted in surprise, as if he had heard something incredible.
"Yes, an hour and a half in total, just two hours ago." Qin Zhiyuan told the truth.
"Oh my God! It's amazing! It's incredible! You see, they didn't panic, they didn't tremble, they didn't go crazy, they didn't cry for their mother...... They're really born soldiers, and you're so lucky to have such a bunch of good kids. The ensign's envious look was overflowing, and he patted Qin Zhiyuan's shoulder very cordially and sighed.
"We're not soldiers, we're laborers, we're working, we're contracted." If he could, Qin Zhiyuan wouldn't mind converting the Chinese workers into soldiers, but that would require a suitable opportunity.
"Labor? What are you kidding? Are all the old men in the military department blind? The second lieutenant's eyes widened, and he threw away the freshly lit cigarette in his hand, looking extremely excited: "You should be a brave soldier, you should join the army, join the Foreign Legion, and fight side by side with us, instead of becoming some damn laborer, staying behind and carrying boxes all day." The old men in the military department must be blind, they can't see how short of our manpower is, they can't see that we need reinforcements, and the most suitable group of people are being used by them as damned laborers...... Damn it, I'm going to accuse them, they all deserve to be on the gallows. ”
"Calm down, brother, it's not up to us to decide." Qin Zhiyuan tried to appease the second lieutenant, who had fallen into a violent state.
"I can't calm down, they are committing a crime, this is irresponsibility to the soldiers, this is irresponsibility to the country......" I can't see that the second lieutenant is still angry.
Qin Zhiyuan patted the second lieutenant's shoulder helplessly, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to show that he couldn't help: "Calm down, even if we join the Foreign Legion, it is not possible to make a decision now, our task now is to deliver materials, and there is still half of the task waiting for us to complete." When the shelling stops, we'll have to go back to the station, or we'll be deducted from our wages. ”
"Wait, you can't go back yet, you're a laborer now, right?" After getting Qin Zhiyuan's affirmation, the second lieutenant looked sly: "The German shelling has lasted for so long, the machine gun positions or something must have been blown up, you have to be responsible for repairing those positions before you can go back." ”
"I don't mind maintaining machine gun positions, but our last mission is not yet complete, and there is a lot of work, so we have to do it one by one." Maintaining the machine gun position is not a good job, Qin Zhiyuan decided to go back for a while and kill him and not come again, how to deduct the salary, who likes to come.
"I'll send a telegram back, and the work here is more important than the delivery of supplies." The lieutenant smiled triumphantly, like a fox who had finally stolen a chicken.
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