The man of Huthir did not have a proud record in the first war, but the "Huthir tactic" was widely known.

Qin Zhiyuan didn't know when Huthier formed this tactical idea, but in the battle of Reims, Huthier did use this tactic of small-scale infantry infiltration and hoplites following up, and it was a great success.

Perhaps it was Qin Zhiyuan's inspiration that he came up with and perfected this tactic, because Qin Zhiyuan also used a similar tactic in the Battle of Feron Tadnoy, and won a great victory.

The beginning of the "Huthier tactic" consisted of a short but heavy artillery bombardment, limited to the strain of German logistics, and the shelling was not aimed at trying to destroy enemy positions, but only for suppression.

Elite infantry detachments known as "storm troops" are then dispatched, which infiltrate the enemy's positions through the enemy's positional junction and use flares and rockets to direct their own artillery to attack the enemy's artillery positions, or to carry out direct attacks on the enemy's headquarters.

The "Storm Force" is at the heart of Hurtier's tactics.

Unlike regular infantry, the members of these "Storm Troopers" are well-armed, armed with grenades, knives, sapper shovels, and, in the case of sergeants, light machine guns, grenade launchers, and light mortars. The soldier's main weapon is no longer a rifle, but a Berkman MP-18 submachine gun, which greatly enhances the continuity of fire of the troops, and a detachment has a good fire output and can complete combat missions of a certain scale.

When the Storm Force completes their mission, hoplites armed with heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, heavy mortars, and light artillery will continue to bypass the enemy stronghold and penetrate the enemy's stronghold, cutting off the enemy's rear path and preventing the enemy from reinforcing the enemy.

Finally, it was the ordinary infantry who cleared these isolated strongholds.

When Huttier came up with the "Huttier tactic", the French 223rd Regiment was caught off guard, and the regimental headquarters was defeated by the "Storm Force" sent by Huttier, and the French command system fell into confusion and could not organize an effective counterattack, and then the position was occupied by the Germans, about 500 soldiers were killed and 1,700 soldiers were captured.

Compared to the Germans, the French seemed to lack the will to fight to the death. Of course, when the Germans were in a desperate situation, they didn't do much better.

The establishment of the French army was not the same as Qin Zhiyuan's, each infantry regiment was only about 2,250 people, which was more than 1,000 less than Qin Zhiyuan's infantry regiment. The loss of more than 1,000 people may seem insignificant, but when defending the position, there may be one less battalion of reserves, resulting in the position not being able to hold out until reinforcements arrive.

When the news of the annihilation of the 223rd Regiment reached the headquarters, the headquarters fell into silence.

This was the first major loss suffered by the 17th Army after the start of the Battle of Reims.

If zoomed in to the entire front, the losses of one regiment were insignificant, but for the 17th Army it was enough to sound the alarm.

"Tell Harrison that if he can't recapture his position before dawn, I'll take him to court-martial!" Bastian burst into flames.

The 17th Army has always maintained a situation where three regiments defend side by side, one Chinese regiment, one Annam regiment, and one French regiment.

As a result, the 223rd French Regiment was the first to lose, which made Bastian really embarrassed.

If the pure French troops can't compare to Qin Zhiyuan's troops, Bastian will admit it, but now even the Annanites can't compare, and Bastian really can't swallow this breath.

As the commander of the 35th Army, when Bastian was angry, his subordinates would be unlucky, so Harrison, the commander of the 56th Division, who had lost his position, was responsible for this defeat.

Qin Zhiyuan did not interfere with Bastian's combat arrangements in principle, after all, Bastian also had to maintain his prestige in the army, and if Bastian wanted to send troops to attack, then go, anyway, it was not the Chinese who died.

But now Qin Zhiyuan had to intervene.

The human resources of each regiment are important, perhaps related to the final victory or defeat, Qin Zhiyuan stopped Bastian's behavior of ordering the troops to line up to commit suicide in time: "Wait, send scouts first to see what is going on there, and then draw up the next battle plan." ”

"Scout? I don't have this in my troops. Bastian worried.

"I have." Qin Zhiyuan has a big package.

Qin Zhiyuan didn't want to make such a low-level mistake, although this was a normal phenomenon at the beginning of the 20th century.

……

Flinny, the junction of the positions of the former 223rd Regiment of the French Army and the 9th Regiment of the Foreign Legion, a small detachment of more than ten people wearing German uniforms was moving forward in a straggler line in the mountains.

The leader is one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dignified appearance, and a lofty atmosphere, which is none other than Liu Shuangxi, the sergeant major of the military reconnaissance corps directly under the command of Qin Zhiyuan.

Liu Shuangxi, who won the rank of senior officer, was originally eligible for promotion, but Liu Shuangxi refused the opportunity to go to the military academy for short-term training, even if the invitation was from the world-famous Saint-Cyr Military Academy, to stay in the army and quietly be his sergeant major.

It is not common for a sergeant major to receive the rank of Grand Officer, and Liu Shuangxi has become the idol of all the soldiers of the Entente countries, and to some extent more famous than Qin Zhiyuan. After all, for ordinary soldiers, Qin Zhiyuan has already entered the ranks of senior generals, and it is too far away from them.

"Living Legend" Liu Shuangxi touched the tip of the gun on the military helmet, a little unaccustomed.

Maybe Yang Feiyi will like it, he is practicing iron head skills, and with such a thing, it is simply like a tiger with wings.

Liu Shuangxi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Yang Feiyi is a scout under Liu Shuangxi, responsible for operating the Lewis machine gun in the squad, other machine gunners need ammunition to carry 10 cartridges, Yang Feiyi carries the Lewis cannon alone, and can carry 15 cartridges in the backpack behind him.

This is the arsenal of humanoid shapes.

"Brother, don't you be awkward, since I put on this Rausch helmet, I feel like I have been hit by an arrow in the head......" Wang Wenchang leaned over to Liu Shuangxi and muttered.

"Uh-huh-hmm......" A soldier in front of him obviously heard it, nodded busily, and the tip of the gun on his head swayed back and forth, which was very conspicuous.

"That's it, it's ......" The soldier behind echoed, feeling the tip of the gun on his helmet and feeling the urge to pout it off.

"Silence......" Liu Shuangxi suddenly made a gesture and squatted on the side of the road.

......No one spoke, but everyone was hiding on both sides of the road in a neat manner, the shotguns in their hands had been raised, the barge guns had been opened, and the Lewis guns had been opened.

All eyes were on them directly ahead, and there was a force that was moving the same way as them.

"Who?" Liu Shuangxi tried to ask in a few words of German.

"Poof......" Although it was so far away, Liu Shuangxi could still hear the sound of panting over there.

"Smack!" A soldier ventures to turn on the flashlight in his hand.

The white pillar of light hit the opponent, a boat-shaped military helmet, and a blue-gray military uniform.

"Poof......" Liu Shuangxi also breathed a sigh of relief, this is his own person.

Since it's your own, don't turn on the lights, so as not to attract the attention of the enemy.

Someone on the other side also turned on the flashlight, and it flashed away.

"Hey, what did you find?" Someone on the other side asked in French.

"Everything is fine, nothing has been discovered so far." Liu Shuangxi put the shotgun in his hand on his back, got up and walked towards the other party.

"Yes, everything is normal, God willing." The person who answered on the other side also got up and walked towards this side, shadowing longingly, followed by more than a dozen people.

"Have you come to their positions? How did you come back so quickly? The other party seemed to have no intention of making small talk.

Come back?

Liu Shuangxi's heart suddenly shuddered, they were the first scouts to be sent out, and no one went to the German position to reconnoiter before them.

So, who are those people on the other side?

The answer made Liu Shuangxi shudder.

"The precautions are very tight, there is no chance to ......" Liu Shuangxi took off the ordnance shovel behind him, and shook Wang Wenchang behind him covertly.

As he spoke, the distance between the two of them was just over a meter away, and this distance could be reached by reaching out.

"Smoke one, hard work." The other hand held a cigarette and handed it over.

"Thank you." Liu Shuangxi stretched out his hand, and suddenly leaned out like lightning in the middle of the road, grabbed the wrist of the other party, which was clearly smoking and hiding a dagger in the palm of his hand, and swung the sapper shovel and slashed at the opponent's head.

"Qiang ......" A spark flashed in the air, and two sapper shovels smashed into the air.

Hot......

It's all ghosts.

"!" Liu Shuangxi roared angrily, raised his leg to block the black foot that the other party was silently kicking towards his ****, and slashed the opponent's neck with his backhand.

If you cut it this time, you can cut off the opponent's neck directly.

The other party hit Liu Shuangxi's arms with a group, and bent his elbow to smash Liu Shuangxi's face.

Liu Shuangxi's helmeted head slammed into the opponent's hideous ghost-like face, and the opponent's body jerked back to dodge.

Liu Shuangxi hooked his feet, tripping the other party to the ground, and the two rolled on the ground.

In just a few words, the two groups of people have collided together and made a mess.

Because they are carrying out infiltration missions, they will not shoot when they are forced to do so, and both sides use cold weapons or fight with their bare hands.

Miserable snorts, low roars, low-voiced scolding, muffled fists to the flesh, sparks from weapons colliding, "ho-ho" with sharp blades entering the body, "poo" with sapper shovels slashing through limbs, and unconscious "ho-ho" before dying、......

All the sounds come together into a symphony of death.

The white-knuckle battle was indeed brutal, and in less than a minute, all thirteen members of the German "Storm Force" were killed; Liu Shuangxi's scouts were killed and wounded.

Not all Germans were as proficient in fighting as their captains, and almost all of the Scouts practiced martial arts from an early age like Liu Shuangxi.

A small advantage is insignificant, but when all that little advantage comes together, it can change the tide of battle.

(To be continued.) )