The latest chapter of the infinite military base, Volume 1: All for the German! Sixteen. The cook adds the pedicure of the pig? (Recommended!, Astronomy

Wang Weizhen suddenly stopped.

He made a gesture and all the people quietly pulled out the grenades. Rommel hesitated and pulled out the grenade.

No one moved, no one made some noise.

Rommel was amazed by the soldiers of the third company. This serious discipline is obviously not trained, but cultivated in battle and has been integrated into their blood.

Wang Weizhen made a gesture to Bunkerley around him, and Bunkerley quickly made a gesture to Sterk around him…

This is the order.

Wang Weizhen opened the fuse and the German soldiers opened the fuse.

“One, two, three…” Wang Weizhen counted three times in his heart, then threw the grenade out.

Twenty German soldiers threw the grenade out at almost the same time, and the Rommel movement that participated in this action for the first time seemed to be slower.

“Boom – Boom – Boom -“

Countless explosions rang, and Brittish’s position instantly fell into the sea of ​​fire. The screams were clearly transmitted to the ears of every German soldier.

“Everything for Germany!” Wang Weizhen stood up for the first time.

“Everything for Germany!” All the German soldiers stood up.

Wang Weizhen rushed into the position, and the Bergman MP18Sub Machine Gun spewed out a terrible flame, and the bullet whirlwinded the Brittish that survived the grenade explosion.

Twenty-two grenades fell into the position in the unprepared situation of Brittish. What kind of horror is the killing caused?

Brittish, who has not yet recovered from the death threat, quickly caught the harvest of the Death Sword.

Especially the Bergman MP18Sub Machine Gun, the quick kill is simply shocking. Brittish, who barely stood up, had not yet had time to gain a foothold, and he had been ruthlessly killed by bullets.

Sterk rushed up and saw a broken Brittish staggered and stood up. He lifted the butt and slammed it down. In a moment, Brittish’s head blew his blood and his brain.

Rommel rushed in, killing any target he could see with a pistol in his hand.

Hitler also rushed in. This small German soldier is not as nervous as he was. He saw a Brittish attempt to pounce on Bunkerley, who was back to him, and Hitler took his life without hesitation.

The battle was fierce but short-lived, and Brittish, who was stunned by grenade, immediately rushed into the Germans to harvest life.

The rest of the people have completely lost the courage to continue fighting, and even ran out of the field.

Miraculously, this position, which was stationed by Brittish, and equipped with a heavy machine gun, was named “G”, was actually captured by twenty people.

Brittish was killed forty-three and captured eleven. The British company is basically finished. Even more amazing is that only one person was killed and two injured in the night attack.

The creator of this miracle is the third company commander: Ernst Breem!

Rommel was amazed, and he couldn’t imagine that Ernst Breem Lieutenant could create such a miracle with so few people.

Wang Weizhen also lamented that he had a good luck. Of course, with this lesson, Brittish will be more careful, and the next time I am afraid it is unlikely.

“Hey, Lieutenant, come over and see, we caught an oriental.” Bunkerley’s voice passed.

Oriental? Wang Weizhen was curious, went over and looked at it, God, from his costume, it turned out to be Chinese!

Chinese laborers of the China Labor Brigade? Wang Weizhen immediately came up with such an idea in his mind.

After the outbreak of the First World War, in order to free more Europeans from industrial labor to the front line, the United Kingdom and France turned their attention to China’s cheap and abundant human resources, hoping that the Chinese can serve as workers to Europe. The war on the side of the Allies.

As a result, a large-scale labor recruitment campaign was quietly opened on the Far East site that the Germans had no time to consider.

Since the Beiyang government was not willing to offend the Germans, these recruitment plans were semi-official at the beginning. In May 1916, the first batch of Chinese workers arrived in Marseille, France.

According to the original agreement, the work of the Chinese workers is to work for the soldiers and not to participate in the war, but in fact the work of the Chinese workers is almost at the forefront. Whether at the front or the rear, Huagong is engaged in the most difficult and arduous work.

There are nine out of ten people in front of us who are Chinese laborers!

“I am German officer Ernst Breem, who are you?” Wang Weizhen began to ask in Chinese.

The Chinese and the surrounding Germans apparently did not think that Lieutenant could speak Chinese, and they were all very curious. The Chinese were silent: “I am Guo Yenfeng, the Chinese laborer of the Chinese Labor Brigade.”

Confirmed his own judgment, this is indeed a Chinese worker.

It was not a strange thing for Huagong to be sent to the front line. Wang Weizhen wanted to continue to ask questions. The first to find this person, Bunkerley came to Wang Weizhen with a bag: “Lieutenant, this was seized from him.”

Checked the bag, which contained tobacco leaves and a dry pipe. The most peculiar thing was that there were four knives in the bag, each with a scabbard.

The first knife was taken, the kitchen knife was used; the second knife, Wang Weizhen, was not mistaken, it was the bone-cutting knife used when killing pigs; the third knife…this… is this? Is it a pedicure knife?

Is this person a chef and a master of killing pigs? Labor is only his sideline?

Wang Weizhen was ridiculous. When he pulled out the fourth knife, he couldn’t help but look up.

The fourth knife is actually a sharp dagger. If this knife is tied to the vitality of the person, it will take away the life of the opponent.

“What happened to these knives?” Wang Weizhen asked all the knives.

“Hey, I am from Shandong. I heard that I have received more money from France. I signed up.” Guo Yenfeng sullenly sulking:

“Hey is a cook, he is a pig, and his grandfather is a pedicure. He wants to drop out of school, and he will learn all.”

“Dagger?” Wang Weizhen asked with a slap in the face.

“The dagger was picked up and it was really picked. I usually have nothing to do, I like to play with a knife, and I can play it. When I saw this dagger, I liked it, so I sneaked it when I picked it yesterday. Hidden.”

“Playing the knife?” Wang Weizhen came up with some interest: “Do you play one for me?”

“Well, Cheng!” Guo Yenfeng was rude and promised.

Wang Weizhen pointed to the front: “That is the target you play for me.”


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