Chapter 15: Necessary Training
This time, the Battle of the Somme was too poorly prepared by one of the Allied countries, and the faint moves were frequent.
Although the Germans were just as uncomfortable as they were, it was clear that their plan to break through the enemy's deep defenses was unlikely to succeed, and all they had to do now was to try to kill and wound as much of the enemy's living forces as possible and buy time for the Verdun direction.
For the next period of time, the two sides attacked each other, fighting for the pitiful no-man's land.
The no-man's land position changed hands several times, and in the process, the British army dispatched their newly developed weapons of war--- tanks for the first time.
The appearance of tanks dealt a double blow to the German army, both physically and psychologically, and helped the Entente advance several kilometers in one fell swoop.
But soon the Germans summed up a way to deal with this steel monster, and sent planes, using poison gas bombs and other methods to return the color.
Due to the limited number of tanks, it was not possible to form a large-scale tactical crushing effect, and the British army had to choose to give up after losing several tanks in succession.
Compared with the purgatory-like battlefield on the periphery, the small mountain village where Zhou Yu and they were stationed was much calmer.
Of course, this is not to say that the mountain village has become a paradise from the fires of war, they also encountered two rounds of surprise attacks by the Germans, but fortunately they found it in time and repelled the enemy's attack.
But what puzzled everyone was that they had been stationed in the mountain village for seven days, but the follow-up reinforcements of the British army did not appear for a long time, as if they had completely forgotten their team.
"What the hell are those foreign devils doing? Our wounded barracks have been reinforced, and the warehouses have been repaired, so why haven't they come? ”
Liu Banxian put his hand on the pergola and looked at the road where they came, but he couldn't even see a ghost.
Although they get along well with the local villagers in this small mountain village, and can even eat decent food, they still have no hope and anxiety if they stay like this.
However, only Zhou Yu knows here, forgetting is the norm, in the months-long tug-of-war on the Somme, the Allied soldiers and the German army attacked and defended back and forth to slaughter each other, fighting for perseverance, to see who gave up first.
However, the final outcome of this campaign would also end in the failure of the Allies' offensive plans.
However, for the overall strategic direction, they did contain a lot of the German army's energy, allowing the French army in the Verdun area to hold the last front, so as to lay the foundation for the final victory of the First World War.
But Zhou Yu couldn't say these words to everyone, if even these things were said by him, he would really become a monster and a prophet, and he didn't dare to guarantee that those British people would not drag him to London to dissect and study.
"You should be glad to be alive...... Fortune teller, call everyone over, and from today we will have a planned training. ”
"What? What to train? ”
When Zhou Yu gathered these Chinese workers, everyone was stunned by his decision.
"Mr. Zhou, you might as well teach us to shoot guns if you let us read, what's the use of this chaotic literacy?"
Mu Dezhu scratched his head, he was a rough man, he couldn't even write his own name when he lived so much, but now he has to start learning to read and write, isn't this the same as asking for his life~
And Mu Dezhu's reaction was also the reaction of the vast majority of laborers, and everyone thought that learning to shoot a gun and a knife was better than learning to write.
Zhou Yu looked at them and patiently explained: "I don't want everyone to learn from scratch, we only learn some things that can be used conventionally."
For example, if we are separated in battle, you will need to report your home if you see our allies so that they will not be accidentally injured.
If you are caught by the Germans, you can also speak a few words of German to let them let their guard down and take the opportunity to flee or fight back.
If you master one more language, you will have one more chance to live, don't you want to live until the end of your life to go home and build a house, marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby? ”
Zhou Yu knew that it was useless to talk to these illiterate people, and he had to say it from the direction they were most interested in, such as "going home", "building a house", "marrying a daughter-in-law", and "having a baby", which is the ultimate dream of most people.
"Mr. Zhou, you think so long-term? If it's just to learn a few words, then I should be able to, hey, hey, hey~~"
Mu Dezhu immediately put on a smiling face, as if he had seen his white fat daughter-in-law and white fat son.
Everyone else also showed the same longing smile, and in this way, Zhou Yu would take time to teach everyone some English words and German words every night in the future.
However, not only did his teaching arouse the strong interest of the workers, but even the Anzac soldiers slowly gathered around and stood around to listen.
After all, learning some commonly used German can help confuse the enemy and save his life on the battlefield.
Of course, during the day, Zhou Yu also organized everyone to practice martial arts, and Wu Xiaolong taught them sword techniques.
As a dart master, Wu Xiaolong combined the actual situation of fighting in the war, and also integrated some marksmanship into it, making these moves and movements more suitable for hand-to-hand combat.
In the middle of August, when the British follow-up troops finally discovered the mountain village, they remembered that they had sent troops to build a wounded barracks here.
However, the first to arrive here was a cavalry detachment.
Riding tall horses and holding whips, they took over the mountain village as soon as possible.
"Lieutenant Williams, I'm Oliveira, and I'm under my command from now on!
A man with a neat beard, dressed in a straight military uniform and riding boots, rode on a tall horse, looked down at Williams and ordered.
"It's sir! This is what we have been waiting for, please give further instructions! ”
The officer on the horse is a captain, in fact, he is only one level older than Williams, but the officer is one level older than Williams, and the other party has an order from the peak, and the latter can only obey.
"The Anzac will continue to advance north of the battlefield, and these labourers will need to move south along the Somme! The general needs them to go to Verdun to help the French army strengthen the fortifications and dig trenches! ”
"What?"
Williams was stunned when he heard this order, this was to completely disperse them.
The Anzac is equivalent to cannon fodder, and the Chinese labor contingent is not even cannon fodder! Isn't it a death for them to let the contingent advance towards Verdun in the area of artillery fire from both sides?
Besides, this group of Chinese laborers is unarmed, can they rely on shovels and knives to cross the enemy's blockade line?
Williams was obviously aware of the situation, and immediately replied: "Sir, I apply for a detour to Verdun!" The Somme is in the middle of the war, and it will be difficult to pass! ”
"Lieutenant Williams, you're going to find out who you are! I'm not asking for your opinion, the military just need to obey the order! Thousands of our British children are fighting bloody battles outside, while you are hiding in this small village with a group of lowly and lowly Chinese workers! Believe it or not, I'm going to take you to court-martial! ”
The captain's eyes were cold, and his tone was even more merciless, and Williams's body trembled, and he no longer dared to question the other party's orders.
The Chinese worker behind Zhou Yu looked at the chief on the tall horse from a distance, although he still couldn't understand what the other party was saying, he could guess that there was definitely no good word.
After giving the order, the commander on horseback walked slowly in front of the Chinese workers with his head tilted back like a proud peacock, as if showing off his feathers.
Liu Banxian spat on the ground fiercely, and the dog baby also spat in the same way.
Only then did they return to Zhou Yu and ask what the guy had just said.
Zhou Yu sighed and said, "He asked us to go south along the Somme to support the defenders of the Verdun area in building fortifications. You must know that this road is a point of fire between the two sides, and no matter which road we choose to go south, we will be in the middle of the blows on both sides, and this trip will be very dangerous. ”
"Damn foreign devil, as soon as he pouts his ass, I know he can't pull out good shit!"
Liu Banxian made up for it on the ground again, and this time Mu Dezhu, Wu Xiaolong, and Hong Ah Ghost also joined the spitting ranks.