Two hundred and thirty-eight. Welcome to Hell

On the frontal battlefield, Brigadier General Smith and his 30th Infantry Division now knew that war was definitely not as simple as they thought.

The Germans had built up a defence that was so terrifying. They were like a mountain in front of the Americans, and they were able to block the pace of the Americans' attack.

We will never take a step back!

This is the cry of every German soldier here.

Smith's heart was irritable, and the promises he had sworn in front of General Pershing and Marshal Fuxi were still ringing in his ears, and if he suffered defeat here, the face of an American general would be greatly damaged. Even the face of the American army will be greatly damaged.

This will not be tolerated!

However, the German defense was too strong. In the binoculars, Smith saw a black soldier charging there when a bullet suddenly got into his head, and the soldier flew up, and a stream of white brains mixed with blood spurted out

Smith was so sick that he almost vomited everything in his stomach

He barely endured the torture, and continued to urge his artillery to settle the battle with shells, and continued to urge his infantry to rush to the Germans.

Something even more unexpected happened, though

On his right flank, a large group of Germans suddenly appeared, and those German soldiers who rushed to the front, all holding MP18 submachine guns in their hands, formed a terrible net of fire with rapid firepower. Crazy bullets were sprayed on the dazed Americans

In the rain of bullets, one after another Americans fell. And when they were in confusion, a group of German troops who had been in ambush for a long time suddenly appeared on the other side.

This group of German soldiers. Holding a Mauser rifle in his hand, his expression was calm and calm, and no matter what happened on the battlefield, it would not affect them in the slightest.

They aimed accurately, then pulled the trigger accurately, and with the sound of gunfire, one by one the officers became the ghosts of their guns

They only hit officers, not soldiers!

On one side was the German army that was strafing like a whirlwind. On one side was a group of sharpshooters who were almost out of stock, and the Americans had never seen such a way of fighting.

The trials of veterans and recruits are quickly reflected here.

The Germans also had casualties, but they were faced with casualties. Calm and calm, as if nothing had happened. And once someone in the US military is shot and falls, it will soon cause a burst of shouting, as if the end is coming. This made the already panicked mood even more terrifying

A large volley of grenades was thrown. caused a series of explosions in the US military. Rows of Americans were blown to the ground.

At this time, the German soldiers who were defending in front also jumped out of their positions with a shout, and rushed towards the enemy like an unstoppable flood.

It's a mess, Smith and his 30th Infantry Division are completely in chaos!

War wasn't one of Smith's drills at West Point! War, with enough blood to flow into a small river and enough to pile up a mountain of corpses!

War is enough to turn a person who looks incredibly calm in everyday life into a madman

Pity. Smith understood this a little late

The 30th Infantry Division of the US Army was in chaos, especially the serious casualties of officers and men. Let their chain of command completely fail. They ran around like a flock of ducks being driven, and the bullets were relentlessly chasing after them.

Especially the large group of Germans armed with submachine guns, the power of the explosion was really amazing. The sound of rapid fire seduces the souls of the Americans, pulling them into a bottomless hell.

In the whirlpool of death, they struggled with all their might, not wanting to be dragged down by those souls in hell. But they pulled too hard, and when they finally let go, the flames of hell opened their mouths with a smirk

Smith joined the same rout as his soldiers

The 30 Infantry Division threw down a large number of their baggage. Don't want it, don't want anything! Artillery, mortars, machine guns, as long as they can reduce the burden on the escape, they don't want anything

The shouts that sounded on the battlefield became a one-man show for the German army!

In this raid, the U.S. 30th Infantry Division lost 700 men and 500 prisoners, losing almost all of their baggage and suffering heavy losses.

The first battle of the US military in Europe, no one could have imagined that it would be such an outcome.

The whistling of the MP18 submachine gun finally stopped

The German soldiers silently looked at the battlefield, silently admiring their trophies, although the Americans did not fight well, but the posture of surrender was quite standard.

A large group of Allied planes flew overhead, and then a "boom" explosion sounded behind it

Wang Weiyi and his soldiers looked back to see that the bridge over the Marne had finally been blown up, and their way back had been blocked. But the expressions on the faces of the German soldiers were still so calm.

Since you have stayed here, you are ready. What's more, Colonel Ernst is still here, and as long as the colonel is still there, he will definitely take them back

"What about the captives?" Steck gestured to the group of captured American captives.

"We can't take it away" Wang Weiyi regretted a little: "Otherwise, this will be the first batch of American prisoners sent to prisoner of war camps"

He called out a wounded American captain: "Name, rank." ”

"Joe. Evan, Company Commander of F Company, 30th U.S. Infantry Division. ”

"Captain Aven, what do you think about the war?" Wang Weiyi asked lightly.

"Sir, I don't know what to do, we were ordered to come here, we were ordered to fight, and then we became your prisoners, but this is my first battle," Aven said frankly.

"There's going to be a lot of fighting." Wang Weiyi smiled: "I can see that you don't like war, I'm the same as you, I don't like war, but they don't have a choice, who makes us soldiers?" Captain Aven, please put down all your weapons and you can leave."

Evan was a little surprised, and a little suspicious: "Mr. Colonel, are you ready to release us?" ”

"I don't have a choice in this matter." Wang Weiyi lit a cigarette for himself: "Or, I'll kill you all here, but I'm not a butcher, so you and your companions were released." ”

"Ah, sir, I have to thank you on behalf of me, my companions, and our family, we thought we were going to be executed." Evan said with infinite gratitude.

Wang Weiyi took a puff of cigarette: "Go back and tell General Smith that the war is not as simple as he thought, by the way, you have to tell him that the bridge over the Marne has been blown up, and it looks like we can't return the way we came, but we will find a way to leave." I heard that he had made a promise in front of Marshal Fuxi and General Pershing that he would put me in a prisoner of war camp, and I was looking forward to the day when he would reorganize his troops and pursue me. ”

"Yes, Mr. Colonel, I will convey it to Brigadier General Smith word for word."

"Alright, Captain Aven, gather your soldiers and get out of here!"

"See you again, sir, you are a real soldier, and the reporters from the New York Times are here, and I will tell them everything you have done."

Wang Weiyi smiled and waved his hand

No matter what the situation, the Skeleton Commando will always be able to emerge victorious; No matter what kind of opponent it was, these German soldiers simply didn't care.

In their opinion, the Americans, the French, the British are all the same, they all have a common name:

Enemy!

"Colonel, what about those things that the Americans left behind? We can't take them away, are we going to blow them up? Steck walked over and asked.

"No need." Wang Weiyi shook his head: "The enemy will soon counterattack, order the soldiers to evacuate here as soon as possible." What's more, it doesn't make sense to blow up these things, and the Americans will soon be replenished with more and better ones. ”

The skeleton commandos began to withdraw in an orderly manner, and here, they fought another victory, teaching a harsh lesson to the arrogant Americans who set foot on the European battlefield for the first time.

It's a beginning, but it's not just the end

The evacuation proceeded in an orderly manner, and Steck suddenly remembered what Richthofen had done in Reims. He came to an American cannon and wrote a line on it:

"Hey, we're not without explosives, it's a gift to you, Americans, welcome to hell."

Americans, welcome to hell!

The hell where the spirits float, where countless of their companions, the British, the French, and the Italians, were waiting for them, welcoming them with open hands.

- Welcome, to Hell!

Wang Weiyi finished smoking the last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stepped on it with his foot, picked up the gun at hand, and shouted at Guo Yunfeng, who was still monitoring the situation there:

"Four knives, gone."

"Colonel, how many enemies do we have to kill this time? Five hundred? Ah, it's already there, so let's kill five thousand enemies. ”

"Four knives, I don't have that much ability. I've heard you once put a British nurse, hey, would you like to see her again? ”

"Like, pretty English nurse. Still, I want to go back to China and find a daughter-in-law there. Colonel, I've saved a lot of money, and I haven't touched a penny of those salaries. But when will I be able to go back? ”

"Soon, four knives, the war is almost over." (To be continued.) )