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Somme.

On October 18, 1916, the camp was added.

Beginning in mid-October, the British and French coalition forces suddenly strengthened their offensive. Countless shells went crazy to the German positions, and a large number of enemies launched an offensive despite the wave of life and death.

The German casualties have suddenly increased.

The supplementary camp began on the 16th and suffered numerous attacks from the enemy. Sometimes it is the third company that is placed at the forefront, and the pressure is undoubtedly huge.

Although the third company’s soldiers still firmly control their positions in their own hands, they always feel uncomfortable and seem to have lost one.

Ernst Breem!

The order of the battalion commander by Ernst has already reached the supplementary camp, but the captain has not returned. The soldiers always felt that they had lost their hearts.

Another wave of attacks was reluctantly repelled, but Sean’s ammunition hand Aiken fell…

Sean’s mood is sad. From the outbreak of the war to the present, he has lost too many comrades. In a way, he is even numb to death.

But this time it made him angry.

Hall, who has been promoted to the second lieutenant, became the third company’s acting company commander. His courage and loyalty to Germany are beyond reproach, but they are too mechanically rigid.

The task he got was to stick to it, he could do it without compromise, but refused to make any changes.

When the British attacked the previous time, the left wing clearly showed a huge void. Bunkerley once made a suggestion to Hall, sent a unit to attack, reducing the pressure on the front line, but Hall refused without hesitation.

“Our mission is to stick to it, not to attack!” This is Hall’s only answer.

So the third company had to be passive and dead here…

If you can take the initiative to attack, maybe Aiken will not die; if you can be more flexible, perhaps there will not be such a big casualty.

If you are still on the command of Ernst, you may not have to play so hard at all…

“Captain Ernst is here.” Bunkerley sighed and lay on the ground: “We are dead twelve more today, Sean, do you say that the captain will allow such a big casualty here?”

“No.” Sean’s answer was not hesitant: “The captain is brave and will never be so old-fashioned. I doubt that Hall is capable of directing a company.”

“I also want Ernst to be a captain.” Sterk slouched on the side: “Do you say that Captain Ernst will forget us? Berlin is a good place.”

“Oh, don’t say this.” Sean looked very dissatisfied: “No one can doubt the captain.”

Sterk sighed: “How can I doubt the captain? It’s just that I really want him to come back and re-direct…” When he said this, he lowered his voice: “The only third person who doesn’t want to come back is probably the only one.” Jewish.”

Everyone knows that the Jew who he said is actually Hall.

Is Hall bad? He is not bad, but he is still very concerned about the soldiers. But the feeling he brought to the soldiers was always a bit weird, and the feeling of Captain Ernst here was two things.

The third company veterans know that after the former company commander left the battlefield, Hall was the most promising promotion and took over the third company directly, but did not expect to have a new company commander.

That is, from that moment on, Hall’s feelings have changed somewhat.

He became reluctant to talk more and became a little depressed. Promotion is not all, but it is recognition of the honor of a soldier.

“It’s all spiritual!” Hall’s voice came over: “Brittish’s new offense is about to begin soon. Don’t stupidly stand here and come up with some spirit, damn, all honed.”

The soldiers didn’t seem to be very willing, they climbed up from the ground with guns…

Routine artillery quickly covered the position, and the German artillery was also desperately fighting. In the huge cannon, there was a terrible wave of air.

The German soldiers silently hid in the trenches, and they had been indifferent to the artillery.

Some people are thinking about something with their eyes closed, and some people are praying silently. God determines the life and death of all people, and God knows whether the shells will explode on their own side.

“Hey, go into the position and enter the position!” Hall’s words screamed loudly in the ears of all the soldiers.

The enemy started to attack!

Bunkerley took the gun in his hand and stared at the front with a squint. In a few days of fighting, he has killed more than ten enemies, which is a great number except for heavy machine gun shooters.

Bunkerley couldn’t think of how the miracle of the hundreds of enemies was done by Captain Ernst.

Brittish’s whistle began to sound… and then the intensive enemy came up…

Bunkerley adjusted his breathing and his gun had locked an enemy…

At the moment Sean’s heavy machine gun rang, Bunkerley also pulled the trigger.

The gunshots were drowned in the roar of heavy machine guns, but Bunkerley was able to see his target fall under the bullet…

When humans invented hot weapons, when heavy machine guns, planes, and tanks came out one by one, this meant that every war would become the most tragic massacre.

Thousands of people will die in the war, blood will be pooled into a strip of rivers, and then the battlefield full of bodies will be submerged.

There is no need for sympathy and no pity here. All that is required is endless killing…

There are so many enemies, even the heavy machine guns that are screaming wildly can’t stop the enemies that are coming up in layers.

Someone is dying, the enemy is or his own. The sound of screams, gunshots, and whistle mixed together, making the battlefield a terrible hell.

No one knows who will fall in the next minute…

There is a fierce battle in all battlefields. No one can give help to the third company. Now you must rely on yourself.

Casualties are gradually increasing, this time the attack Brittish seems crazy. Was repelled one layer, and then another layer screamed and rushed up.

They seem to rely on the sea of ​​people to thoroughly drown here.

“Less, the left wing has been broken!”

“Less, we can’t hold it here!”

“Oh, no, Manrey is hurt, who will help me!”

The sounds come and go, leaving Hall a little distracted.

Damn, is it really impossible to hold on again?

This will be your own shame!

What would happen if Captain Ernst Breem was here?