The battle between the German Army Junior Division and the French 29th Infantry Division quickly became the focus of the battle along the entire Berlin line.

Not because of how fierce the war was here, but because of the shocking fighting power displayed by the German children of the Junior Division.

Romantic, Avanade, who likes to be a screenwriter more than a general, faithfully recorded everything he saw with his pen and sent it to the domestic "Grand Paris".

"A force of children is fighting", soon the newspaper "Grand Paris" published such an article.

It was also through this newspaper that the story of the German Army's junior division soon spread on the European continent and in the United States. Everyone knows what is going on in Berlin, and everyone is starting to know that a group of German children are fighting for their country.

"What did we gain in the war, what did we lose in the war......" someone began to reflect on the question.

Yes, there is always someone to take responsibility for this war......

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Wang Weiyi was also watching the performance of those children, he was even more concerned than anyone else, and if it was possible, he was willing to immediately remove all the army junior divisions from the battlefield now.

The children, however, never made any requests for evacuation.

Guo Yunfeng had already stayed in the junior division, and he told the "Rambler" that he had found Fu Yu's child, Fu Yunfeng, and that he had decided to personally accompany the child to fight.

Life is truly amazing. When he was on the battlefield in China, Guo Yunfeng, who had always accompanied him, met Fu Yu. But there is no way for them to be together. Then after a few time and space, Guo Yunfeng met Fu Yu's child here.

Maybe God has already arranged everything......

The fierceness of the front-line battle has reached the point of suffocating collapse, and every minute and every second is so important for everyone.

Whoever can grit his teeth and hold on for a while will be able to see the dawn of victory......

"Hold on to the last day." This is what Wang Weiyi told Guo Yunfeng.

One day, it's going to be a crucial day. Wang Weiyi knows what will happen to Lu Dao in a day's time, and Guo Yufeng also knows what will happen to Lu Dao in a day's time.

That. Maybe that's the beginning of victory!

However, it is often the day after this that is the most difficult to hold onto.

The Allied command also saw the current unfavorable situation in which the troops were present, starting with the Second Battle of Berlin. The Germans were uncharacteristically passive on defense. This can be explained in two ways:

First, Berlin's defenses were indeed exhausted, and they did not have the strength to fight back. However, there is a second explanation. The Germans are waiting for the best moment to counterattack!

Judging by Baron Alexon's performance after his return. Westmoreland and the Allied command preferred to believe that the latter might be a little greater.

If that's really the case, then everything will be much more difficult......

Avanade, who received orders from Westmoreland himself, threw all his reserves into the war. Despite the beginning of his disgust with the war, and despite the admiration for the brave German children, it was a shame for a soldier not to be able to achieve the expected victory.

Avanade is a Frenchman in the traditional sense, romantic and amorous, but unlike other French soldiers, he values battlefield honor so much.

He couldn't afford to lose once......

The shells smashed into the positions of the Army Cadet Division. As time passed, Avanade had to demand that he stand on the enemy's ground as quickly as possible.

Thereupon. The most difficult day of the Army Junior Division began......

The veterans who came up with the new reinforcements did their best to help these children defend their positions. They were also proud of these children, and when the war was over, those who survived could proudly tell everyone:

Defending Berlin also has its own credit!

The MG machine gun spewed tongues of fire frantically, and bullets rained down on the enemy in strings. In the firelight, the determined expressions on the faces of these German children were astonishing.

Although they have not been in the army for long, and although they have not been on the battlefield for long, they have grown into the most determined warriors in a short time.

They wrote their loyalty with their blood, and they went forward and gave everything for the honor of Germany.

They can die, but they have to die in their own position......

On this position, Fu Yunfeng is undoubtedly a veteran. Together with the German soldiers, he participated in many battles and killed countless enemies with his own hands, until now.

Guo Yunfeng has always been by his side.

Although Fu Yunfeng and himself did not have any blood relationship, Guo Yunfeng deeply remembered one thing, this was Fu Yu's child.

On Fu Yunfeng's body, Guo Yunfeng seemed to be able to see Fu Yu's shadow......

The tanks of the French came up, and soon the "Panthers" and "Destroyer" and "Moder" assault guns on the German positions launched a stubborn counterattack.

A German soldier died under the enemy's machine gun, and the bazooka was thrown aside. Fu Yunfeng quickly rushed up, picked up the bazooka left by his companion, he resisted on his shoulder, and then the rocket flew out with a whistling blast.

With a "boom", the rocket accurately hit the enemy's tank...... The tank, which had just flaunted its might, soon became a pile of scrap metal......

Then, Fu Yunfeng picked up the submachine gun again, and the muzzle of the gun jumped briskly again......

What a good child...... What a brave soldier...... Guo Yunfeng's heart swelled with unprecedented pride.

This is Fu Yu's child, and in a sense, he is also his own child......

Fight until the afternoon. The battlefield is already heating up. Many positions were broken through by the French, but Guo Yunfeng still worked with Jerkart to organize a counterattack. Recaptured part of the position. But often before they had time to catch their breath, a new French attack came.

Bodies were everywhere on every position, and the wounded were almost left uncared for.

The medics, sometimes resuscitating a wounded companion, would suddenly be hit by a bullet and fall headlong next to the comrade who should have been treated by him.

No one will shed a single tear for them anymore, and everyone knows it. Maybe soon they will do the same, dying on this fiery battlefield.

However, they don't want to leave too many regrets......

Another layer of French soldiers, under the cover of tanks, slowly swarmed towards the position. Among the German soldiers who defended here was Polku, the second son of General Jerkart.

Porku is perhaps the most honored of all the Army Junior Divisions. His father was the commander of this unit, and he must not disgrace his father in any way.

Their squad leader had already died, at the most critical juncture. Porku bravely assumed the responsibility of commander. He showed a composure that was far from his age. Commanding a small number of soldiers, bravely and calmly repelling the enemy's attacks again and again.

They would wait patiently for the enemy to approach, then throw a row of grenades, screaming and dying in the sound of explosions.

This was followed by an incomparably dense burst of gunfire......

And on the flanks of Porku was the squad of his older brother Vennat. The war that took place here was no less intense.

The brothers had already made bets with each other before joining the fight. They want to see who kills more enemies in battle and who will be the first to receive the Iron Cross......

"Enemy tanks!" I don't know who shouted. Several French tanks were advancing in an arrogant manner, and they seemed to be not afraid of anything at all, followed by machine gun fire and the whizzing of shells.

"Fight! Fight! "There were fanatical cries from the positions.

"Puffy!" A shell flew into the side armor of the German tank, which burst into flames......

Vennet was stunned by what was happening in front of him, as French tanks were rushing towards their camp, followed by a company of French soldiers. The German positions were already in disarray at this time, everyone was fighting hard, and the French machine guns did not pity anyone, and swept over the German soldiers on the positions one by one.

Vennet saw that the machine gunner was killed by this time with an MG62 not far away, he gritted his teeth and quickly rushed forward, he opened the cartridge box, pulled out a whole bullet, hung it around his neck, and loaded it into the bolt......

"Click-"

"Tutu Tu Tu ...... "He frantically strafed the infantry behind the tank, and more than 10 people were swept to the ground by the sudden appearance of MG62 on the spot....... He then picked up the hot machine gun, and the wound was burned like a soldering iron, but he didn't feel any pain.

He rushed to the flank with a machine gun in his hand and swept at the French infantry again, and the French panicked, dozens of people were suddenly knocked to the ground by machine guns before they could pull the trigger, and then they were run over by the tanks behind.

Vennet ran out of bullets, dropped his machine gun, and quickly found a bazooka. At this time, God was himself, and no bullets could block his way, so he rushed to the front not far from a French tank and fired a bazooka before the enemy stopped and opened fire.

The flames of the bazooka were hot, but he was unfazed and flew towards the slowly advancing crowd of French troops...... The crowd blossomed, and everyone was aroused by Vennet's madness, and everyone nervously grabbed their weapons and fired back at the French in a storm.

Here it has become a terrible melting pot...... Everyone is completely melted by it...... Here, there is the pride and dignity of the soldiers who fought for their country...... Here, there is no dignity for life......

Life is worthless here, and no one wants to shed even a single tear for you when you die......

Attack after attack, faced with countless blood and death. Almost everyone was numb. All they knew was that they were pulling the trigger mechanically. Mechanically throws a grenade, then mechanically watches as the enemy dies or is killed by the enemy itself.

General Jacquart was similarly numb...... The casualties were no longer important to him, what mattered was whether he and his Army Junior Division could hold out until the last moment......

Probably the only one who didn't feel numb was Guo Yunfeng.

Accompanied by the "Rambler". He has participated in countless wars, he has seen countless dead people, but it is precisely because of this that he has an incomparable respect for life.

He knew that it was far more difficult to live on the battlefield than to die...... To be alive – that means you still have to fight, and to be alive – means that the responsibility on you is still there!

In front, there were several corpses lying in the middle of the line. And in it, he saw that a German child was still alive, only already wounded. He was moaning in pain in a pool of blood.

"Cover me!" Guo Yunfeng yelled, and then quickly rushed out of the position.

Fu Yunfeng didn't say a word, and the machine gun in his hand desperately fired bullets. The only thing he could do to help the two first-class generals was the machine gun in his hand.

In the frantic blows of the enemy. Under the cover of their own people's bullets and grenades. Guo Yunfeng rushed to the wounded soldier's side.

The child was seriously injured, one leg was also broken, he felt that someone was coming to his side, and when he saw the rank of the person who came, he reluctantly said: "General, I can't do it, please leave me alone." ”

"Child, you will live. I promise. Guo Yunfeng comforted the child. And at this time, a string of bullets hit. He couldn't even look up after the hit.

More than a dozen French people approached cautiously towards the area......

Fu Yunfeng, who witnessed all this in the back, became anxious, although he only recognized the general, but he didn't know what Lu Dao was for, but he had a feeling of closeness.

"Bazooka! Bazooka! Fu Yunfeng roared loudly.

The two bazookas were quickly launched, and with two explosions, the French screamed and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Fu Yunfeng also rushed forward......

"General, he'll be alive." Fu Yunfeng gasped and pointed to the wounded soldier and said.

"Yes, he will be alive, come, help me bring him back with me." Guo Yunfeng simply helped the wounded soldier deal with the wound, and then together with Fu Yunfeng, under the enemy's bullet rain, dragged the wounded soldier with difficulty.

"General, you are very brave, I have never seen a braver general than you." The bullets flew, but Fu Yunfeng didn't seem to see it at all.

"There are many people who are braver than me......" With a wounded soldier, it is a very physically demanding thing to dodge the enemy's bullets, Guo Yunfeng gasped and said: "For example, Marshal Ernst, I have participated in countless battles with him, only if you see the marshal in person, you will know what true bravery is." ”

Fu Yunfeng looked very stubborn: "No, you are the bravest person I have ever met......

Miraculously, the enemy's bullets actually missed them, and the wounded soldiers were dragged back to their positions by the two Yun Feng. Despite his pale face due to blood loss, the wounded soldier was still alive.

The wounded soldier was in tears, and he didn't know what to do...... Originally, he thought he was going to die, but now he has survived...... Can you imagine that a German winner of two generals of the first rank would take such great risks for the sake of an ordinary soldier......

"General, I'm willing to die for you!" The wounded soldier said with a cry.

"Soldier, put away your tears." Guo Yunfeng said coldly: "A real German soldier never sheds tears. Child, don't die, live, live well. ”

Live well, live well until the end of the war......

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"Marshal Ernst, the attack of the French 29th Infantry Division is very fierce, but it is certain that they have used all their strength, and every reserve of them has been sent into battle."

"Very well, help me answer the call from Field Marshal Rommel." Wang Weiyi said coldly.

The phone was quickly connected, and Rommel's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ernst, has our chance arrived?" ”

"Yes, our chance has come." The corners of Wang Weiyi's mouth showed some smiles: "Rommel, I order all troops to attack, target, the French 29th Infantry Division!" ”

"Yes, marshal, target, the French 29th Infantry Division!"

The phone was hung up, and Wang Weiyi let out a soft breath. We must thank the children of the Army Junior Division, and we must thank all the soldiers who fought on the battlefield.

It was their bravery and loyalty that made it difficult for the enemy to move an inch, and it allowed the enemy to suffer huge losses but still not get the results he wanted.

And now, the German counterattack will again kick off on the battlefield......

"We'll win, won't we, Marshal?" Jonnar asked cautiously.

"Yes, we will win." Wang Weiyi replied lightly.

"When will the war end?"

"I don't know, Johnnar, maybe the war will end soon, maybe it will be a long time. Are you scared? ”

"No, I'm not afraid, a German soldier never knows how to be afraid."

"But I'm afraid, I'm afraid of failure, and you'll never know what it means to fail."

"Marshal, are you afraid?"

"Why not? Johnnar, fear is human nature, and there is no one who really can't be afraid. And a brave person, all they can do is overcome their fears. ”

A brave person – all they can do is overcome their fears! (To be continued......)