Chapter 13: The Battle of the Town (2)

"Boom!" Loud explosions rang out from the east side of the town.

"Everybody's in their place! Prepare to defend against enemy counterattacks! Vincent's command rang out. Licorice picked up a handful of bullets and quickly ran into the small building where he had stayed before, and ran directly to the second floor to a window, ready with a rifle.

"Boom~~~~Suddenly~~~Suddenly~~~Boom~~" The sound from the east became more and more intense, but no enemy appeared here, and no one dared to relax their guard until an hour later.

"Did those stupid French only fight the east?" Licorice asked suspiciously, although Licorice came from another time and space, he only knew the general history, if it was specific to what battles took place at what time, etc., he could also answer, but if it was detailed to what the two sides gained and lost in a battle, and what battles were fought in the battle, it was absolutely impossible to know.

"It should be so, but we must not let our guard down, a large-scale enemy counteroffensive could begin at any moment, and they must repel us before our large forces have crossed the Muse, occupy Stoney, and then march on Sedan." Sergeant Anton Neumann analyzes the current situation, don't wonder why a squad leader can understand this, because these contents are really simple, you can analyze them by looking at the map, and the quality of German officers at this time is really high, and it is not a joke that everyone can be promoted to a higher level with ease.

"Two more machine gun squads have been added to us, we need to have them set up here and here, form crossfire, and, how much ammunition do we have left?" The platoon commander pointed to the nearby terrain and asked about the ammunition after arranging where the machine gun squad would be stationed.

"We just got supplies, and now we have plenty of ammunition, especially since those two machine gun squads have brought a lot of machine gun shells." The deputy platoon commander replied.

"Distribute the rations with the march, our lunch is early!" Vincent frowned and said to all the platoon commanders under him.

"Understood! Sir. The platoon commanders stood up and saluted.

"Hmm~~ This coffee tastes so bad! I'm really going to have enough! Licorice looked at the cup full of black coffee in his hand with a sad face, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Haha, maybe you might consider throwing two pieces of butter in?" Daniel gloated.

"Your suggestion is great, I'll try it next time." Licorice nodded seriously in response.

"By the way, Sergeant Anton, do you still have any chocolate?" As if thinking of something, Licorice asked Sergeant Anton Neumann, who was smoking a cigarette, expectantly.

"I can exchange cigarettes with you!" added.

"I'm so sorry, kid, I used it to exchange a few cigarettes with the rest of the class as soon as I got the supplies." Sergeant Anton Neumann said humorously after taking a slow puff of his cigarette.

"I heard that all the tobacco in the youth group has been replaced with candy and chocolate, which means that the share of chocolate there is doubled!" Sergeant Anton Neumann said with a seductive smile.

Vincent has already told me this! Smoking is bad! And the chocolate in the supply tastes really good! If I could know which factory produced it, I think I would give him a good review. Licorice glanced at her lips and insisted on her opinion.

"Healthy? We are healthy now, and what unhealthy person have you ever seen who can march day and night with dozens of pounds of equipment? Have you ever seen an unhealthy person who can carry dozens of pounds of equipment and march day and night and fight the enemy who is deserted and fleeing? Sergeant Anton Neumann said disapprovingly.

"Well, I hate the smell of smoke anyway." Licorice felt that there was no point in arguing about it.

"Haha, then I'll help you replace the tobacco the next time you send supplies." Sergeant Anton Neumann laughed.

"And mine! I don't like to smoke either. Daniel said hurriedly.

"Boy, you don't belong to me, go to your squad leader by yourself." Anton Neumann said after glancing at Daniel.

"However, my squad leader has just died........ During the previous advance, I witnessed him fall behind a wall covered in blood when he was machine-gunned by a French tank, and he was dead by the time I went to see him.........." Daniel said slowly in a low tone with a sad face on his face after a moment of silence.

"Oh! That's a sad story, looking at your current situation, your deputy squad leader is also dead? Sergeant Anton Neumann asked in a surprised tone.

"The deputy squad leader, along with another person, is buried in that rubble......." Daniel stood at the window, gesturing to a piece of rubble on the way he had just advanced.

"Because we can't find anyone who can be the temporary squad leader, the six remaining people in our class, including me, have all been sent to you by the platoon commander." Daniel pointed to himself, then to some of the soldiers outside.

"Well, may God bless you, child." Sergeant Anton Neumann said softly.

"Don't be verbose, I seem to see the enemy!" Licorice interrupted Sergeant Anton Neumann as she stood at the window.

"Enemy Attack !!" Sergeant Anton Neumann hurried to the window and shouted after taking a look. The soldiers in this area reacted quickly, looking for cover, preparing ammunition, ready to open fire on the incoming enemy.

Licorice drank the remaining half cup of coffee in his hand and dropped the cup in one gulp, the bitter coffee stimulated the taste buds and focused Licorice's spirit like never before. Picked up the rifle next to him and began to look for an opportunity to shoot, now the enemy is still more than a kilometer away from here, that is, more than a thousand meters, licorice is waiting quietly. This time the French learned wisely, the infantry followed the tanks, no longer the tanks went into battle alone, or the infantry attacked without cover, and the first infantry and tank combat of the French began. When the tanks and infantry were still slowly advancing, the French shelling began, one by one shells fell on the ground with the sound of the wind, on the houses, on the streets, and then there was a violent explosion, but this shelling was only a small-scale artillery preparation, and it could not have much impact on the defenders at all, a shell fell on the roof of the small building where licorice was hiding, and the explosion made the building feel that it could collapse at any time, and the roof of the original half of the building completely collapsed, and the smoke and dust were splashed everywhere.

"cough~~cough~~~~" After coughing twice choked on the smoke and dust, Licorice waited quietly, the enemy had entered a thousand meters, no, you can't shoot at this time, your own skills have not yet reached that level, and now the shooting undoubtedly exposes the ability of the defenders here to be able to snipe from a distance, so that the officers of the French army and various high-value targets will definitely be vigilant, and even command the troops in the back, instead of going to the front line in person.