Chapter 46 Night Departure

Chapter 46 Night Departure

Chapter 46 Night Departure
War rages.

Crows were circling high in the sky, and looking down, they saw that at least three battalions were attacking the lost positions. Most of the pressure was on the front of the battle line. From time to time, soldiers on their side would fall down as if hit on the head by a sledgehammer, and would die.

Faced with the Prussian human wave tactics, the company's two Lewis machine guns became an important support, guarding the front battlefield. Bullets hit the ground, stirring up rows of bullet dust.

A Prussian shell struck the trench wall, the explosion destroying the fortifications, sending dust and debris flying into the air, denting the nearest own soldier, killing him instantly.

The battle became fierce. Jiang He lay on the right side of the position, aiming at a sergeant two hundred meters away. He fired and hit the opponent's shoulder. Just as he changed his position, a communicator appeared in front of him.

"Corporal Rhine, the lieutenant is letting you pass."

"understood."

Jiang He set off, advancing through the trenches with the messenger, and arrived at the front battlefield. When passing the gap, a round of bullets hit the messenger. The native English youth immediately turned half a circle and fell to the ground and died, with blood gushing out of the bullet hole.

Jiang He was speechless. He didn't bother to drag away the other person's body. He lowered his helmet and continued to move forward.

Arriving at the bunker, dozens of soldiers threw grenades at the same time. In a blink of an eye, strings of black smoke rose from the ground in front of them. Some unfortunate Prussian soldiers were near the explosion point and were ruthlessly swallowed up by the shock wave and flames.

The lieutenant was lying on the trench wall. His voice was hoarse from yelling all the time, but when he saw someone and Tommy coming, he still yelled at the top of his lungs:

"We can't go on like this, otherwise we won't make it to tomorrow. The artillery bombardment will continue later. We need a commando team to knock out the railroad tracks behind the second-line trench on the opposite side. You two will lead the team tonight!"

Tommy lit a cigarette and said, "Mr. Lieutenant, there are indeed a few more machine guns on the left side, but it is meaningless to destroy the railroad tracks. The enemy troops around us are enough for us to deal with. There is no need to worry about enemy support. You just want us to attract firepower and reduce the pressure on the front line tomorrow morning."

Jiang He expressed his opinion, "I think it's better to urge the major battalion commander. It's better for him to act faster than anything else."

"You two bastards, the British Empire is ashamed of you...Okay, I have bad intentions."

The lieutenant's voice gradually faded, and he continued, "We have to think of a way. The number of casualties is almost a quarter."

When the three men were at a loss, the artillery group behind Amiens launched another bombing. Black dots rose into the sky and then fell to the ground far away. The Prussian front line of hundreds of kilometers fell into an endless sea of ​​fire, and the three ground assault battalions were almost wiped out.

Tommy observed the battlefield and said calmly, "We may be able to take advantage of the night to attack the second line of trenches on the opposite side. With a defense line of 145 kilometers, it is already a luxury to deploy an infantry regiment in the No. position area. After the three battalions are wiped out, most of the military equipment and supplies should be left behind, and the most important ones are the guns and ammunition of the machine gun company."

The lieutenant couldn't believe it: "All three battalions are from the same regiment? This possibility is too small."

Jiang He said: "On the contrary, if we lose the position before the offensive begins, the opposing commander will have to bear the responsibility, so we will launch a human wave charge at all costs and cover the enemy with artillery fire. If the enemy dares not walk out of the trenches and is not afraid of death, we will have a chance to rush into the second line of defense, but of course the losses will definitely be huge."

"That's what we'll do," the lieutenant shouted resolutely, "For the sun never sets!"

……

At midnight.

The company went out in full force and rushed out of the trenches under the incessant bombardment. In just less than an hour of fighting during the day, the originally overstretched company suffered more than eighty casualties, leaving only two hundred people.

A shell exploded not far ahead. Jiang He held his rifle and moved forward around the crater. The broken stones hit his body, just like a heavy punch. Intelligence agent Wuhe: The closest Prussian nobleman to you is Kahn Friedenburg, a colonel, leading an artillery regiment stationed at position 143. He is a knight, soul-armed, and vampire bat. His personal strength is very strong, and his challenge level is about LV10.

Executive Officer Jiang He: I have an excellent-grade main weapon spear. Can I break through his defense? Are there any other extraordinary people in the family around him?

Intelligence Agent Wuhe: With the maximum damage, it shouldn't be difficult to kill him. According to the latest intelligence, only one person of each type of soul weapon can exist at the same time. In other words, as long as Kahn Fredenburg is alive, there will be no other Blood Bat Knight in the world.

Jiang He stopped communicating because they had already rushed to the second line of defense. The worst-expected large-scale ambush did not exist and the company successfully entered the trench.

"Where is the assault squad? Charge to the bunker!" the lieutenant shouted.

Soon someone brought a flamethrower. Jiang He carried it on his back and it was not difficult to use it. After all, the casualty rate on the front line was so high that technical soldiers died quite quickly, and the operating procedures were too complicated and no one could use it.

More than a dozen grenades were thrown into the bunker, and a small number of them were thrown back by the regiment soldiers inside. After a burst of smoke and dust, the vision was obstructed. Jiang He rushed into the bunker first, and a flame more than ten meters long spurted out from the ejector in his hand.

Charles II fought bravely, following the corporal with a rifle in hand, going deeper and deeper into the bunker, with the howling of enemy soldiers filling his ears.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the wooden beam above his head and stabbed the jet soldier's neck with a bayonet.

Jiang He kicked back, releasing a ferocious force. He used his Ming Jin to hit with a force of a thousand pounds, almost breaking the attacking enemy soldier in two.

The next moment, bullets came crackling, and the last resistance began from deep in the bunker. The slightly dense barrage of bullets damaged the ejector. Jiang He quickly lay down to the side. There was no bulletproof protection on his face, and he was hit by at least five bullets just now.

Charles II behind him was unable to dodge, blood spurted out in front of him, and he fell down like a rag doll.

The assault squad suffered heavy losses. A bullet blew open a soldier's skull. The young soldier immediately fell into fear and madness. He threw away his gun and ran wildly. In a blink of an eye, he was shot to death by the barrage of bullets.

Jiang He picked up the grenade from his comrade, jumped over the sandbag in front of him, and was immediately hit by two bullets. After advancing ten meters, he struggled to throw the grenade out.

After two explosions, the sound of shooting disappeared.

The lieutenant led his team to break in and successfully captured the remaining soldiers inside. In the explosion of the grenade, most of the soldiers gathered in the regiment headquarters were either injured or fainted, and only a small number died directly.

"Well done, Corporal boy, where's my nephew."

Jiang He felt a bit like hell and reminded: "It's right under your feet."

"Oh no! My little Connor!"

The lieutenant showed genuine grief and was speechless as he held his nephew's body.

Tommy rushed to clean up the battlefield. The entire Prussian regiment's machine gun company was equipped with six Maxim heavy machine guns. Before this, the British army had never even seen this brand new heavy weapon.

(End of this chapter)