"Calvin, if there's a machine-gun emplacement ahead, do you think you'll survive?" Mu Yang looked at Calvin with his head held high and asked.

Calvin's face froze, then he put down his rifle and said, "No, sir, I think I'm going to die a heroic death." ”

Muyang sat Calvin down and continued.

"Actually, my method is not complicated, it is just to change a forward posture, if we need to move quickly, we bend down and run forward, preferably at 90 degrees, a very simple mathematical principle, this can minimize the area of the bullet."

"And when approaching the vicinity of the position, we can adopt a crawling position, so that even if it is an enemy machine gun, it will be difficult to hit us."

"My concept of war is that only if you survive, can you defeat the enemy, and die heroically, that is just the act of a fool, are you willing to die?" Mu Yang interrogated the four of them.

After a moment of silence, Claire replied, "No, sir, no one wants to die. ”

"Very good, since we all have the desire to live, let's train, we have to try to survive in the future battles, and then we can defeat the enemy, understand." Muyang stood up and said loudly.

"Yes, sir." The four of them also stood up at the same time and replied loudly.

Muyang took out the purchased gas mask again, and said to the four of them, "This is the latest style of gas mask I got, the biggest advantage is that it will not affect breathing, and the soldiers will not take off their masks because of poor breathing, but this thing has not been mass-produced yet, and I only got enough for us to use ourselves, so don't spread the word, you know." Mu Yang commanded.

The four of them agreed in unison, for Muyang's means. Especially the means of getting supplies, the four of them now have a new understanding, and their company commander is really a figure with hands and eyes.

After the serious topic passed, Mu Yang also changed his smiling face, and said to the four of them: "My training plan starts tomorrow." But today, let's give the lads a break, don't we get a lot of wine, and now that there is no war, we can have a party and let the brothers have a good time. ”

"Really, sir, can you drink those wines open?" Newton asked excitedly.

"It's all there, anyway, I drank it today, and I won't have it anymore. You decide for yourselves, you don't have to think about my share. Muyang said.

"Okay, great, I must get drunk today, I haven't had a good drink in a long time."

"What about being on duty, but your three platoons are on duty today?" Burton poured cold water directly on Newton.

"Hahahaha." Newton bowed his head in pain, and the others burst into laughter.

"Newton, I will allow you to drink today. However, the soldiers' duties should be arranged. Muyang saved Newton, and Newton patted his chest and promised that he would never delay his duty.

Claire and the four left Muyang's office with smiles on their faces. Go and prepare for the evening party, although there are no women, but as long as there is alcohol, it will be fine.

Mu Yang walked to the desk and took out the letter paper from the drawer, he was going to write again.

This time. Muyang is ready to convey the two methods that can improve the survival rate of soldiers to the top of the army.

However, at the end of the letter, Muyang still mixed private goods and mentioned the labor issues in the last letter, but he didn't write much. Stop studying after learning just a little.

Mu Yang wrote to the top of the army about the anti-artillery hole and creeping forward, just to get their attention, after all, he was just a small major officer, too little presence in the army, he hoped to use this method to let the top management know, value himself, and then attach importance to his own suggestions.

Muyang's letter this time was not only addressed to the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, French Marshal Ferdinand. General Foch, Commander-in-Chief of the British Army, Douglas. General Haig, who returned the commander of the U.S. Expeditionary Force, John Brown, to the commander of the U.S. Expeditionary Force. General Pershing also wrote one, hoping to get their attention.

"Ford, come here?" Mu Yang shouted his communication soldier in the office again.

"Company commander, what's the matter?" Ford soon came in.

"Help me get these three letters out." Muyang handed the three envelopes in his hand to Ford.

"You're writing to the marshals again." Ford looked at the letter in his hand and asked curiously.

"Less nonsense, send it over quickly."

Ford took the letter and ran away, it was still the second lieutenant of the regimental headquarters who received the letter last time, "This time I added the American General Pershing, are you sure that your company commander knows these big people." The lieutenant asked incredulously.

"Of course, and the relationship should be very good, otherwise the letter writer would not be so diligent." Ford was very confident, but he himself was not sure whether his company commander knew these marshals, but if he loses, he must go up.

"Brothers, look at what I see, there are people in the British army who have proposed to give those laborers the treatment of soldiers."

In the headquarters of the French Army, a staff officer in charge of handling official letters held a letter sent to Ferdinand by Muyang. Marshal Foch's letter, said loudly.

In the case of official correspondence, it is generally these staff officers who deal with them first, and the important ones appear on the desks of the generals, except, of course, personal letters. After all, there were too many soldiers who wanted to write letters to the general, and the general didn't have time to read the grievances of those soldiers.

"Is that Englishman stupid, how could he think of improving the treatment of those monkeys, is it possible that the logistics of the British army are now abundant enough to be squandered at will." Someone said with a smile.

"What's that fool's name?"

"Joseph. Williams, a major company commander. ”

"Is it the ridiculous gentlemanly demeanor, or is he a yellow-skinned woman."

"I guess the latter is more likely."

"Hahaha" There was a lot of laughter in the staff office, and Muyang's letter was directly thrown into the ranks of the waste letters.

On the third day, another letter was brought out, but this time it was taken seriously, and it went directly to Ferdinand. Marshal Foch's desk.

Very beautiful body in English, although Ferdinand. Foch spoke good English, but he didn't like it.

"Anti-Gun Hole ......"

"Creeping Forward ......"

When Ferdinand. Foch saw Muyang's analysis that these two methods, if used properly, would reduce the casualty rate of soldiers by at least half. Foch took it seriously.

Now whether it is Britain or France, the biggest problem is that a large number of young and middle-aged people in the country have died, and the country has reached the point where there are no soldiers to recruit, every soldier is a bargaining chip in the hands of the generals, and it is a guarantee of victory.

"Inform the General Staff that all operational staff officers assemble in the Operations Research Room."

Ferdinand. After reading Muyang's letter, Foch directly gave an order.

The same happened in the British command, and the commander-in-chief of the British army, Douglas. General Haig, who was hailed as the most stubborn guy in Britain, was also holding an operational meeting.

This time, Joseph. Williams's name is really well-known to people, especially those big men in the army, and the letter written by Mu Yang before to improve the treatment of Chinese workers was also dug out of the waste paper heap, but when those big men read it, they all threw it back.

Human nature is like this, the useful will naturally be valued, and the useless will definitely be thrown into the wastebasket, and Muyang's suggestion was ignored again.

The road ahead for Chinese workers is still difficult. (To be continued......)