The night was falling, and the moonlight was lazily spreading on the ground.

The French sentries were bored walking back and forth. I heard that during the day the Germans launched a powerful attack. Several positions have been breached.

Damn the Germans, they are always so self-righteous and see war as a fanatical belief.

Oh damn war, when will it end?

"Someone looks like they're coming?" A sentry pointed not far away.

The heavy machine gun shooter was supposed to be in combat right away, but when he heard the sentry's words, he just glanced lazily at it.

There are no Germans here, the Germans are far from here. Maybe some of the unlucky ghosts got lost during the transfer just now, right?

"Stand still." The sentry screamed as usual.

"Don't shoot."

The pure French came, which made the hearts of the French here even more relaxed, and the sentry put away his gun: "Have you gone to the girl's place, and you can't touch your own troops?" ”

Laughter was heard.

"Hell, we can't find our way." The two people who came in front of him laughed self-deprecatingly: "We are from the 12th Company of the Manbona Battalion. I'm Corporal Pipondu, and he's Will Tinland, and I'm sure you've probably heard of our drunkard Randolph. ”

"Ah, drunkard Randolph." The sentry's laughter was louder: "I heard that his wife ran away with someone else, right? ”

"Don't let our company commander hear this, or he'll smash your head with a bottle."

The sentries were so happy that even the heavy machine gunners stepped forward and smiled very brightly. What could be more amusing on the battlefield than hearing about someone else's ugly thing?

"We've stolen two bottles of good wine from Randolph and give them to you." The two "French soldiers" suddenly stood still and said.

Then, two "wine bottles" flew out of their hands

Stupid, how can you throw wine like this? This must be smashed The French involuntarily looked up no, it wasn't a wine bottle, it was

Hand grenade!

Before the cries of horror could be exhaled from the mouths of the French, two grenades had already fallen

"Boom-boom-"

After the two explosions, several Frenchmen had already fallen to the ground in the smoke of gunpowder.

And at this moment, Guderian and Steck suddenly fell to their stomachs.

At the same time, several figures suddenly stood up from behind, raised their grenades, and rushed towards the area.

"Enemy, enemy!" The surviving Frenchmen finally cried out in fear.

The machine-gun shooter's fatal handle touched the heavy machine gun

Wang Weiyi rushed to the first! The grenade's fuse had been pulled apart, and when it rushed up, the grenade whizzed and drew a dead arc towards the other party

Explosions rang out again

"Six seconds, perfect." Xiao Ling's admiration couldn't help but come to Wang Weiyi's ears.

The thrown grenade exploded not far from the heavy machine gun and did not hit the target directly, but the fragments burst out and caused the French soldier, whose hand had already touched the heavy machine gun, to fall to the machine gun.

The secondary shooter hurriedly rushed forward, but it was too late, and seven or eight grenades swept through the air singing the hymn of death.

Bursts of explosions rang out, followed by a group of Germans.

The light machine guns, rifles, and pistols in their hands opened fire at the same time, and the French were instantly killed and wounded under multiple blows. Two heavy machine guns have also been destroyed.

It takes less than a minute before and after!

A ball of flame erupted from the flamethrower's hand, plunging the place into a sea of fire.

The 1st Trench Assault Team has burst in!

The French here are completely stunned, where did the enemy come from? But they were not allowed to think about it any more, the Germans had already killed them!

Gunfire rang out here, and several French soldiers who rushed out with guns fell in pools of blood

Eight minutes, Wang Weiyi and his companions only have eight minutes!

A French soldier rushed over with a howl, but halfway through the charge, he was suddenly left alone. Then he looked down and saw a dagger in his heart

Just as his body was about to fall, a figure rushed forward, quickly pulled out the dagger, and then watched the corpse crash to the ground.

Guo Yunfeng!

Wang Weiyi clearly saw all this.

"Seven minutes to go." Xiao Ling's urging voice began to come.

The Lewis light machine gun in his hand let out a crisp roar, constantly strafing every target he could see. And the machine gun in the hand of Guo Yunfeng, who put away the dagger, also opened fire at the same moment.

Grenades flew out of the hands of Guderian and others, causing a series of explosions in the barracks. The melee soldier with a pistol and a sapper shovel was like a fierce god, screaming wildly and shooting the enemy not far away with his pistol, and hacking to death the enemy at close range with the sapper shovel.

And under their cover, the fire dragons in the flamethrower's hands roared out one by one, burning everything they could see in front of them

Although there are not many people, it is these small people who have brought their combat effectiveness to the maximum.

Perhaps in talking about the taste of clothing, the Germans were far from being opponents of the French, but on the battlefield the German soldiers were the real kings of war!

Colonel Fargud has not yet figured out what exactly happened, nor how many enemies have rushed in.

With such a large scale, the enemy must have at least a regiment, right?

His men were of the same mind, and the French could not believe that less than twenty Germans would dare to storm a French regimental headquarters.

It's impossible.

Especially the movement outside, which made Colonel Fargude and his men firmly believe that most of the Germans had been killed.

"Let's avoid unnecessary casualties." Colonel Fargud touched his pretty mustache and said, "I have the right to choose to surrender when the disparity between the strength of the enemy and the enemy is too great. ”

"Yes, Colonel." The subordinates who wished for such an order hurriedly said.

"See if my clothes are wrinkled?" Fargude said with a serious face: "We must not give up the dignity of a French officer in front of the Germans. ”

"Colonel, your uniform is straight, your leather boots are shiny, and you can walk out of the city with your noble head held high."

Colonel Fargude nodded with satisfaction: "Then order our soldiers to give up resistance." Major Madan, please go out and ask the Germans to stop their attack immediately. ”