Everything is ready!
The cannon opened its bloody mouth and stared eagerly ahead.
In Reims, the Germans and the French have been fighting for a long time, and no one can make further breakthroughs, forming a stalemate. Daily shelling and attacks by both sides have almost become routine.
But today is different.
The German army's concentrated artillery and soldiers from six regiments all entered the designated positions. All this power will serve only one person:
Ernst Alexson von Brahm!
6:30 am.
Everything is so quiet. The sun has not yet had time to break through the clouds, and the cold wind in the early morning makes people feel a bit cold.
But at this moment, the sound of cannons suddenly tore everything apart!
The large-scale German counterattack begins! Codename - Fury!
The artillery shells hit the French position opposite. On this day, the German army was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and seemed to want to completely smash the enemy's position!
The French position was instantly plunged into a sea of fire and sorrow.
A dozen French soldiers who had not yet fully woken up from their sleep were blown up into the air. When they fell, their bodies had become torn apart.
The French commander, Colonel Gustave, had no idea what was happening.
After the crazy shelling, countless German soldiers appeared!
The earth-shaking shouts instantly drowned out the entire battlefield...
The French position was bombed into chaos, and the soldiers could not recover from this terrible attack.
Those damn intelligence services! Colonel Gustav cursed.
Why was there no news at all before? Why did no one inform me of such a large-scale German attack? This is simply an unforgivable mistake!
But Colonel Gustav no longer has time to scold those who do intelligence work. He must now face this bad situation!
Several forward positions had been completely destroyed under the almost crazy shelling of the German army. Those French soldiers who managed to survive the shelling turned around and ran away. The German commandos easily occupied these positions and continued to break through in depth.
Colonel Gustav discovered something was wrong. The Germans went crazy and invested a shocking large number of troops in the position they were responsible for holding!
What do they want to do? Are the Germans preparing to seize Reims in one fell swoop with this offensive?
At a glance, the battlefield is densely packed with attacking German troops.
The cry of "Long live Germany" can be heard everywhere, the Maxim heavy machine gun spits out terrible firepower, and the Mauser rifle makes a sharp whistle...
Everything builds up to the most magnificent scene on the battlefield, and everything tells the French:
The big counterattack has begun!
"Colonel, B1, C8 and other positions have been captured by me, and we are currently continuing to attack!"
Colonel Thomas nodded and looked towards the front line. What an exciting attack and exciting battle. It would be a pleasure to take advantage of this opportunity to capture Reims in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, this was completely impossible. The French still had a large number of reserve troops. When they recovered from the surprise attack, they quickly launched a powerful counterattack.
Colonel Thomas calmed down his mood: "Major Ernst, this is all I can do for you. Now it's your turn to play."
"Thank you, Colonel!"
Wang Weiyi expressed his gratitude.
Everyone on the special teams team is ready. Dressed up as French soldiers pushing bicycles, dressed up as civilians fleeing...
The military used all the power they could for this operation. They did everything, and now they have to rely on themselves.
"Hey guys, let's get started."
When Wang Weiyi said this, Colonel Thomas was slightly startled. Apparently he was a little curious about the word "brothers."
The special team takes action!
This time the code name is also named "Wrath"!
Wang Weiyi got on the bicycle. The moment he pedaled, he suddenly heard Stike shouting loudly in French: "Damn it, the damn Germans are catching up!"
Wang Weiyi showed a knowing smile...
...
Not only on the frontal battlefield, but also in the rear, the German side also invested heavily in this "Rage" operation.
Just when Thomas issued the order to attack, major German newspapers simultaneously published exciting news:
On the front line of Reims, the great German army launched a great counterattack!
We are attacking!
The Germans are excited and cheering for this, but they would never think that a counterattack does not actually exist!
The real purpose is to serve Baron Alexson who just left Berlin!
"Our work is done..." Hindenburg said with a hint of truth.
"The rest depends on Ernst." Ludendorff took over his words.
Hindenburg nodded: "I think Ernst will succeed. He is so good. There is no reason for him not to create a new miracle in Reims."
"Yes, he has no reason not to create a new miracle..." Ludendorff felt a little emotional, and then he lowered his voice: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince went to the front line again."
Hindenburg smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince always likes to think of himself as an ordinary soldier. He shouldn't be like this. If what happened last time happens again, I don't think he will be so lucky again."
Ludendorff was silent for a moment: "I once had a long conversation with His Highness. Do you know what he told me? He said that he would rather be an officer like Ernst than stay in that position all the time. "
"Ernst influenced him." Hindenburg said without hesitation: "I have never seen His Highness treat a person like that. Respect, even... some admiration." He told me enthusiastically, "When When he was in desperate situation, his excitement when Ernst suddenly appeared in front of him also told me that he never dreamed that Ernst would let Richthofen fly to pick them up. While in the air he thought he was going to die."
Ludendorff shook his head.
As the crown prince of Germany, August should not always appear on the battlefield. But what can be done? His family's nature is like this. The Romans' passionate war blood flows in their bodies. Whenever they see blood, they will tremble with excitement and want to go to the battlefield immediately.
Suddenly I thought of Prince Joachim again. It would be great if His Royal Highness was half as good as his brother.