Bab 79: french officer
"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"
Just as the first assault team in the trenches began to gain the upper hand, something unexpected happened. A French major waving a white flag loudly stopped the French soldiers.
Wang Weiyi also asked his soldiers to stop their movements.
"Major Martin of the 178th French Infantry Regiment."
"Captain Ernst Brahm, Supplementary Battalion, 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment, Germany."
"Oh, you are the creator of the miracle of the Somme." Obviously, the French did not react so strongly to the pain the British had suffered: "Captain Ernst, since the battle is irreversible, the 178th Regiment Farr Colonel Gude has ordered a cessation of fighting and surrender to the Germans..."
Wang Weiyi was completely stunned. What was going on?
surrender? The battle has just begun.
Major Madan, however, looked serious: "We require that surrendered officers and soldiers must not be mistreated. Officers and soldiers should enjoy different rights as prisoners of war..."
Major Madan made several demands for surrender in one breath.
Wang Weiyi and his men were dumbfounded, not because the demand for surrender was unreasonable, but because surrendering in such a situation was so unbelievable.
"There are...five minutes..." Xiao Ling's voice sounded as if she felt there was no need to continue the countdown.
"Captain Ernst Brahm, I hope you will accept our request immediately."
"I... accept." Wang Weiyi cheered up. The French major standing opposite him now looked like a conqueror rather than a surrender: "Your All surrender demands have been met, and I guarantee that all surrendered French officers and soldiers will receive fair treatment..."
French, French... What can Wang Weiyi say?
"Okay, please wait a moment, Colonel Faljud will be out soon."
Following his words, Colonel Faljud of the French 178th Infantry Regiment walked out with "dignified" steps. He came to Wang Weiyi, still with the arrogance of the French: "Captain, congratulations on your victory."
"Thank you." Wang Weiyi felt a little bit dumbfounded.
Although I already have some understanding of the French character, I still find it extremely ridiculous when they meet face to face. Perhaps in Colonel Faljud's view, it would be a great honor for the other party to obtain his surrender.
"Captain, I think it is necessary to make a list for you." Colonel Faljud said slowly: "These are my personal belongings, including a tea set, an exquisite pipe and... ."
Wang Weiyi patiently listened to what he said: "I will, Colonel, your personal belongings will be properly taken care of, and I will personally deliver them to your residence in the prisoner of war camp, and I guarantee that they will be intact after the war." return..."
Faljud nodded with satisfaction and called Major Madan over: "Major, send more messengers to tell everyone in the 178th Infantry Regiment that their battle is over and ask them to stay in their positions. "He remained calm and serious, waiting for the arrival of the Germans. Of course, the dignity of the French soldiers must be guaranteed."
"Yes, Colonel." Major Madan responded respectfully.
"Come on, creator of the miracle of the Somme." Faljud adjusted his military uniform: "Come to my tent and let us have a drink. You will like the rum I brought."
Wang Weiyi and his subordinates took a look and found that they were as helpless as himself.
If fighting the British is very cruel, then fighting these French people is really no different from a game... The battle ends in eight minutes? Well, Captain Ernst Brahm really overestimated those Frenchmen...
Wang Weiyi's eyes were opened when he walked into Farjud's tent.
The decoration in the tent is amazing, it is simply an exquisite mobile villa. The orderly in military uniform is more like a servant than a soldier.
"For your victory." Colonel Faljud raised his glass without feeling sorry for his failure.
"For...my victory..." When Wang Weiyi said this, he felt awkward no matter how he said it.
Faljud let the two glasses be filled with wine again: "Captain Ernst, I heard that you were canonized as a baron by William II. This is very worthy of my respect. You have to know that if Emperor Napoleon is still there, , I will also become a member of the nobility, my ancestors are very famous in France..."
Faljud kept talking about the glory of his ancestors for more than twenty minutes, and then he casually asked as if he remembered something:
"As a captain, I am very surprised that you can command a battalion. I remember that in the German Army, it was not surprising for a lieutenant colonel to command a battalion. Ah, all your supplementary battalions have arrived. "
"No, Colonel." Wang Weiyi smiled: "This is my first trench assault team."
Colonel Faljud was stunned for a moment: "Ah, how many hundred people do you have in your team?"
"Less than twenty people."
Colonel Faljud suddenly stopped raising the cup to his lips. He wondered if he had heard wrongly: "How many people did you say? Is it less than two hundred people?"
"Colonel, to be precise, there are still nineteen people left, because we have already lost two soldiers before."
The feeling of collapse suddenly came to Colonel Farjud's heart.
He has the strength of a regiment, a whole regiment of troops! But the strength of this regiment shamefully surrendered to a German squad of 19 men.
It's over, my honor is completely over, if this spreads, I will become the laughing stock of all France.
Jump up and resist? No, that's not what a gentleman should do. Moreover, the man in front of him is the "Devil of the Somme". He can easily crush his own neck in a few seconds.
The Devil of the Somme? Thinking of this nickname, Farjud felt relieved. Ah, he has killed hundreds of British people by himself, so why should he feel sad about becoming his prisoner?
After thinking about this, Farjud's face looked much better.
"Colonel, most of our people have received orders." Major Madan walked in: "They are all waiting for the arrival of the Germans and promised not to resist."
Colonel Farjud smiled awkwardly: "Well done, Madan. Come sit down and have a drink with us."
This time Wang Weiyi truly saw what a judge is.
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