Chapitre 15: Chance
The war progression cannot be passed by just the will of a human being.
No matter how many people die, the enemy will never shed a tear for them nor do they shed a tear for their enemy. The British and French coalition will still choose to continue to launch new attacks during their advance and fight to kill more opponents.
The pressure on the third company is quite big. They are attacked by large or small hoards of enemy almost every hour during the day. And only at night will they find solace and peace in their grave situation.
At night, only several specks of gunfire came.
The soldiers themselves enjoyed this rare calm with weapons in hand; ready to strike enemies that might launch a night attack, and Bunkerley held his beloved Mauser Rifle in his hand, constantly aiming at the other side's position.
He is eager to kill even one of the enemy's soldiers, but unfortunately, the night is too dark, he can't find a proper target…
Alex creeped up to him, Bunkerley noticed the Lieutenant, and (AN: then they f**ked hahahahahaha...sorry can't help it) then he heard Lieutenant ask, "Can you kill one, Bunkerly?"
"It's too hard Lieutenant, it's too dark, I can't find a target." Bunkerley shook his head in regret, then put his rifle down.
At this time, there was a sudden spark of fire on the opposite side. This detail caught the attention of Alex.
Then there was another spark of fire again and Alex could be sure that he was not mistaken.
Isn't that the enemies' position? Smoking? Somebody's smoking? Don't they know that smoking on the battlefield in such a night is easily seen by snipers?
Alex then took Bunkerley's Mauser rifle…
The wind tonight is a bit strong… The spark on the opposite side flashed again… Alex understood that there was a soldier smoking, maybe a sentinel. But the wind was too strong, and the fire was blown out several times.
This is simply a live target!
In those days of training for the Gargantua Project, Alex was recognized as the best sharpshooter in all of the volunteers. At this time, he had accurately judged the position of the other sentinel, and then aimed the muzzle or his gun in a slight angle, as long as there would be a spark again. One shot, he could accurately kill the sentinel…
In less than two seconds, the spark was lit once again… Alex's fingers were already on the trigger, but he didn't pull the trigger… At this moment, he thought of a new plan…
The sky is very dark, there is no light, and there is no moon present with only a very few stars shining dimly.
This is a good chance!
"Hey, brothers." Alex whispered softly.
The third company's soldiers apparently have adapted to the term "brothers". They slowly gathered around Alex.
"I need twenty brave soldiers." Alex's voice is not high, but it is enough for everyone to hear: "The weather tonight is really good…"
"Yes? I think it is not though?" Adolf Hitler looked up in confusion.
There is no moon, only a few dim stars are seen, why does Lieutenant decide that the weather is good?
Sergeant Hall understood the meaning of Lieutenant: "Sir Lieutenant, are you going to launch a sneak attack?"
"Yes, do our fallen comrades a favor and especially avenge poor Orel."
The words of Lieutenant provoked the courage and anger of these German soldiers.
"Hey, Lieutenant, we want to do what you want to do !" said Sean, who is most eager to avenge his friends.
"Sean, stick to your machine gun, we can't use it this time." Alex smiled: "The vigilance of the British is not that high. Let's attack it at this time, maybe we can recover that position." "
The soldiers are excited.
Lieutenant is very courageous, and if he can recover the opposite position with the third company, it is the third's glory…
"Sergeant Hall, you stay here." Alex looked at the soldiers: "Bunkerley, Sterk… ah, and you, Adolf, you twenty people come with me."
At the time of preparation, Lieutenant Elwin Rommel actually arrived.
In today's daytime battle, Rommel's position was once in trouble. It was Alex who gave timely assistance to the comrade's position at the most critical time.
Rommel is here to express his gratitude. When he heard that Alex was going to raid the enemy's position, he was initially surprised and said: "Lieutenant Wernst , isn't it a bit despicable to do this? "
Despicable? Alex never even thought a single connection between a night attack and being despicable. But well, if you think about it again, it is based on Rommel's origin and his records are of a certain grade. Rommel certainly believes that there is a "moral" problem in a night attack.
"Lieutenant Elwin , I don't think that it is despicable." Alex shrugged: "The victory on the battlefield is the only goal. No enemy will be willing to give up killing our soldiers because of kindness and nobleness. Yesterday, my third young soldier died, and the enemy never had any mercy because of their high morals."
"No enemy will give up killing our soldiers because of kindness and nobleness."
Alex's words clearly touched Rommel, and then he nodded slightly and made a very important decision: "Lieutenant Wernst , I am willing to go with you."
What? He's also going? Fighting side by side with Adolf Hitler and Erwin Rommel? This sounds really a very tempting suggestion. Haha an All-Star team.
In the battle between the Germans and British, or the Germans and the French, they rarely used the night attack tactic, which now gives Alex the best chance.
Strike when not expected!
"Lieutenant Elwin, I will let Sergeant Hall give you a few grenades!"
Soon, more than twenty people took ample bullets and grenades; and sneaked out of the trenches. This night attack is a bit new to everyone.
Especially Rommel Erwin , he is an uncompromising noble person, and he can never think of a night attack plan, which is, the brainchild of Alex.
Alex crawled to the front of the team, Rommel followed him. He had a strong curiosity about the Third's Lieutenant. From the first time he met him, he felt Wernst Gustav is unique in various instances and values.
Or maybe, he just had that strong charisma.
Of course, for Adolf Hitler, who is seemingly inseparable from Wernst Gustav, was not very eye-catching in the eyes of Rommel, and he can't think of anything why Lieutenant Wernst tasked him to take care of this little Hitler.
The British soldiers of the other side simply did not find the German soldiers who were preparing to bring hell to them.
Alex suddenly stopped crawling and Rommel, who was following behind him nearly hit his buttocks.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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