Before dawn was the darkest hour of the day, and it was at this time that the Germans chose to go on the offensive.

"Get up, grab your guns, hurry up to the trenches, Finger, you idiot, put your pants on." The platoon commanders shouted and cursed and drove the soldiers out of bed.

Tonight, Mu Yang slept in his clothes, and when he heard the sound of cannons, he immediately got up from his bed, dressed neatly, put on his wide-brimmed bulletproof helmet, picked up his Lee Enfield rifle, and rushed out of the office.

There was no need for Mu Yang's orders, those platoon commanders also had a lot of combat experience, and they had already sent the soldiers to the edge of the trench to be on guard. The soldiers held their rifles and their heads held high, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Leave a squad on guard, everyone goes into the anti-artillery hole, and they are not allowed to come out without an order." Mu Yang commanded loudly.

He knew that according to historical records, after the first round of artillery bombardment, the German army would quickly break through the first line of defense of the coalition army, and the second line of defense was the key to blocking the footsteps of the German army.

The soldiers drilled into the pre-dug anti-artillery holes, but Muyang climbed the trench, lay on the edge of the mound, and looked out with binoculars.

It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen except for the flash of fire when the shells exploded, but looking at the dense artillery fire, it is estimated that the Germans were also full of energy, wanting to pass this battle, take Paris in one fell swoop, and get a chance to breathe, so they will attack so frantically and at any cost.

Muyang knew. It was the last struggle of the Germans, since this battle. Germany was in complete confusion, and then there was great internal chaos. The uprising and rebellion, Germany was defeated and surrendered, the Kaiser stepped down and fled, and Germany fell into a situation where the people were in dire straits.

But now is not the time to think about this, what Muyang has to do is to follow the requirements of the system task, try to hold the lives of the soldiers in this battle, and complete his own tasks. Get the reward you want most, and as for the rest, don't worry about your own business at all.

I brought food and drink, trained soldiers, and told the coalition command how to prevent artillery holes, not to better complete the task.

Claire also came up and climbed to Mu Yang's side, and whispered: "Company commander, you go to the anti-artillery hole, I'll watch here." If the Germans come up, I'll call the brethren. ”

"It's okay, there should be some time, I guess the Germans won't be able to come up before dawn." Muyang finished speaking. Continue to lie on your stomach and use the telescope to observe the situation in the distance.

A touch of white appeared on the horizon, and the sun was about to come out, and Mu Yang looked at it and saw that it was already ten o'clock. German artillery fire continued for 20 minutes and still did not stop. It seems that the Germans want to blow up the positions on the first line directly.

A cold sweat appeared on Muyang's body, such an artillery bombardment. Even if there is an anti-artillery hole, the effect should not be very large, after all, the artillery fire is too dense, and it is easy to blow up the anti-artillery hole, and now you can only resign yourself to fate, after all, you are just a guy on paper.

The German artillery fire stopped, the sky was already bright, Muyang estimated that the Germans had already started a positional battle, and he really didn't know how many British troops were still in defensive positions.

Time passed minute by minute, every second was torment, Muyang's palms were sweaty, but he could only keep looking into the distance with his binoculars.

Finally, the smoke in the distance gradually dissipated, and a group of vague black dots appeared in Muyang's field of vision, and the Germans finally came up.

"Company commander, do you want to go to the anti-artillery hole first, the Germans may have to open fire in a while." Claire said.

"I haven't seen the shadow of the German artillery yet, I'm waiting."

Just when Mu Yang just finished saying this, suddenly there was a whistling sound of shells in his ears, he was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, the Germans began to shell, "Hide in the anti-artillery hole." As soon as Mu Yang finished shouting this sentence, he rolled directly into the trench, and then wanted to drill into an anti-artillery hole.

But coincidentally, this shell fell in the trench, and not far from Muyang, the huge shock wave directly tore Muyang apart, and Muyang died.

Mu Yang only felt a huge force attacking him, and he didn't have any concept in his mind at all, and his body fell into endless pain, and in turn, Mu Yang's soul returned to his body.

Mu Yang slammed on his bed, panting heavily, swallowing a mouthful of saliva hard, his heart was now beating wildly at a speed of 150 beats per second, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

At this moment, Muyang only felt that his hands and feet were cold, his limbs were weak, and he had to rely on his hands to support him behind him when he sat on the bed, so as not to fall.

It took half an hour for Mu Yang to wake up from that look of fear and pain.

"Is this death, it's really scary."

He could clearly feel that his body was directly smashed into pieces by the bomb, his intestines were splashed all over the trench wall, and he was like a broken bag, directly slammed against the wall and then lay on the ground with his head down, and in his last consciousness, Muyang seemed to smell the smell of earth.

At that time, his left arm seemed to have flown away, most of the ribs in his chest were shattered, and an eyeball had burst out.

"Damn, I made so many preparations, how come I was the first to die in the end, this cannonball is too accurate, how can it explode directly next to me." Mu Yang scolded with palpitations.

Sometimes scolding the street is not to insult anyone, but a release of fear, and I feel that scolding will make my mood more relaxed. Of course, Muyang will not advocate this practice, after all, he is also a self-proclaimed person with quality. But now he really needed a way to vent the fear in his heart.

The so-called great fear of death is by no means something that ordinary people can bear.

Gradually, his body gained strength, Muyang got up and put on his slippers, slowly walked to the bathroom, turned on the bathroom faucet, directly took a small stool and put it under the water, and then made it and poured the water on his head.

He sat like this, letting the water sprinkle on his body, and his sleeping skin slid down, taking away the sweat and making him feel a little cool.

No, it can't be like this, he is afraid that he will be depressed, and he will have a psychological shadow, if he is always in this state, he is likely to get sick, and it will be a serious illness.

Muyang mustered up the strength to wash himself, put on a suit of clothes, and traveled directly to the time and space of the Anti-Japanese War.

He walked out of the study, walked quickly to the bedroom, and found that Xia Kejun had already gone out, he went downstairs again, came to the garden, and found Xia Kejun holding a kettle, watering a soft land by the flower bed.

"Kejun." Mu Yang screamed softly.

"Brother Mu, aren't you reading in the study, are you going out?"

"No, I'll come down and see what you do."

"I planted all the flowers and seeds we brought from China, hoping that they would take root and blossom in this foreign country." Xia Kejun said.

Mu Yang stepped forward and hugged Xia Kejun gently, without speaking, just so gently, snuggling together.

"What's wrong?" Xia Kejun sensed Muyang's strangeness.

"It's okay, I just want to hug you." (To be continued......)