"Lieutenant Ernst, Lieutenant Ernst!"
The once tumultuous battlefield suddenly fell silent, causing General Galvitz's heart to skip a beat. He urgently shouted into the phone.
But there was no response.
"Reporting, General, Lieutenant Colonel Denshivi of the Bavarian 16th Infantry Regiment Reinforcement Battalion reporting."
General Galvitz didn't even turn his head; all his attention was focused on the other end of the line. "Lieutenant Colonel, do you know Lieutenant Ernst Blaum?"
"Yes, General, he is the platoon leader of the Third Platoon."
"Where is he now?"
"Unfortunately, General." Although Lieutenant Colonel Denshivi didn't understand why the general was asking about a mere lieutenant, he answered truthfully, "When the retreat order came, Lieutenant Ernst didn't withdraw in time. He was engulfed by artillery fire. I'm afraid he may have been killed in action."
General Galvitz's expression turned serious. "Is there a Chinese laborer in the Third Platoon?"
"Yes, there is. I heard Sergeant Hall mention that they captured a Chinese laborer during the assault on position G."
General Galvitz was now reassured. It was indeed Lieutenant Ernst Blaum who was still fighting on the front lines.
"Lieutenant, Lieutenant!"
Ernst Blaum's voice came through the phone again, drawing the attention of everyone in the staff room.
"General, are you still there?"
"I've been waiting for you, Lieutenant Ernst."
"General, the battle is over. We have captured the enemy barracks and eliminated a total of one hundred and eighty-one British soldiers, with no casualties on our side!"
His voice echoed clearly through the speaker.
A burst of uncontrollable cheers erupted in the staff room, even General Galvitz, usually composed, almost dropped the handset:
"Say that again?"
"We have eliminated one hundred and eighty-one British soldiers, and the Prince of Sobeck's regiment has been defeated!"
Another round of cheers erupted in the staff room, almost unbelievable. Two men had wiped out an entire regiment of enemies? And killed one hundred and eighty-one British soldiers?
No, only a miracle could achieve such a feat!
General Galvitz's voice trembled slightly. "Lieutenant Ernst, can you confirm this?"
"Yes, I can! I swear on the honor of a soldier!"
"Hail Germany!" Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.
"Hail Germany!"
Everyone shouted in unison, expressing their emotions freely.
This was Lieutenant Ernst Blaum's pride, and Germany's pride!
Hail Germany!
"Did you hear the cheers, Lieutenant Ernst?" General Galvitz controlled his excitement. "You will receive the highest honor, and the miracle you have created will forever be recorded in German military history, Mr. Miracle!"
From now on, Lieutenant Ernst Blaum had another nickname!
But Mr. Miracle, Wang Weiyu didn't care about his new nickname. He was more concerned about how to leave this place. "General, I have captured the position and am ready to retreat along the Białystok direction..."
General Galvitz fell silent and called Colonel Rohr over. "Colonel, you speak to the Lieutenant."
Colonel Rohr took the phone, calming his emotions. "Lieutenant, I am Chief of Staff Colonel Rohr. I express my deepest admiration for your bravery, but you cannot retreat along the Białystok direction."
"Why?"
"According to our reconnaissance aircraft, there are a large number of new enemies in the Białystok direction..."
The phone fell silent...
Wang Weiyu put down the handset and sat silently.
He didn't blame Little Ling.
Little Ling was just a computer, although it had some intelligence, all its judgments were based on data. The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, something a computer couldn't cope with.
Perhaps there was an error in the data, or perhaps the appearance of someone like him, who didn't belong to this time and space, disrupted the normal historical trajectory, causing a large number of enemies to appear in Białystok. Who knew?
"Fourth Blade." Wang Weiyu glanced at the figure beside him and smiled bitterly. "The retreat route originally planned has been blocked, and I'm afraid we can't get out."
"Oh, I see." Guo Yunfeng seemed completely unconcerned. "We've killed so many people, we've already done enough. Lieutenant, I'll go see if there are any weapons we can use."
Watching his back, Wang Weiyu smiled. This man was taciturn, but trustworthy on the battlefield.
He moved the walkie-talkie away a bit and initiated a conversation with Little Ling. "Little Ling, the retreat route to Białystok has been blocked."
"Wait a moment, assessing the situation... Wanderer, there's bad news. Your surroundings are now filled with enemies. The German army has withdrawn from the main battlefield, and there are a few days before the counterattack. You have no chance of breaking through. Unless you activate the Purple Light Military Base, but that would cause a terrible disaster..."
"No need." Wang Weiyu smiled faintly. "Little Ling, if I die in battle, will you miss me?"
"Yes." Little Ling's answer surprised Wang Weiyu. "Because if you die in battle, I can't go back either."
"No sentiment." Wang Weiyu unexpectedly said "sentiment" to a computer.
Little Ling fell silent. "Wanderer, if you can't come back, I will activate the self-destruct program to bury all secrets in the spacetime. But I hope you can come back. I have an indescribable feeling here..."
Little Ling also had feelings? Wang Weiyu was stunned for a moment. "Is it loneliness?"
"Loneliness?" Clearly, Little Ling couldn't understand these two words for the time being.
"Can you pick me up and bring me back to the base?"
"No, my surroundings are now full of enemies. Once I forcefully activate the base, the risk of exposure is too great."
"I won't leave you alone!" For some reason, Wang Weiyu suddenly became spirited. "We, will go home together!"
"Lieutenant, Lieutenant." Colonel Rohr's call came through the walkie-talkie.
Wang Weiyu took the walkie-talkie. "Colonel Rohr, please tell me what kind of enemy is ahead of me."
"Lieutenant, if the enemy hasn't reinforced, it's the British 19th Infantry Division."
After hearing this, Colonel Rohr suddenly felt something. "Lieutenant, what do you want to do?"
"Colonel, please tell the general that since we can no longer retreat, I will lead my comrades... to charge!"
The staff room fell into a deathly silence. The only sound was Ernst Blaum's voice:
"General, Colonel, I don't know when we will make contact again, and I don't know if I can find a British phone to contact you again. But I have made a decision. My comrades and I will launch an attack on the British 19th Infantry Division for the honor of the soldiers, everything for Germany!"