"ambush"

"Hey, someone's getting close," Bankerlei's voice interrupted Wang Weiya's thoughts abruptly. Everyone instantly became alert.

"Adolf, put away your notebook," Wang Weiya commanded in a low voice.

Hitler, looking somewhat flustered, hastily stowed away his notebook. From his actions, he didn't seem much different from a new recruit. Wang Weiya couldn't help but chuckle. If he were to tell someone that this soldier would become a leader in the future, would they think he was crazy?

The Mauser K98 rifles of the German soldiers were raised...

Two soldiers in German uniforms cautiously emerged from the edge of the forest, holding Lee-Enfield rifles, standard equipment of the British Commonwealth. It was almost comical how they wore German uniforms, as if they were afraid of being mistaken for British.

The two British soldiers observed for a while, finding nothing unusual. Then, another group of "German soldiers" appeared, eleven in total, as Wang Weiya counted.

In the middle, surrounded and looking nervous, was Andreas, the spy Elena had shown him in the photo.

As they gradually entered the ambush zone, Wang Weiya raised his hand...

At that moment, a gunshot rang out, and the British soldiers who hadn't fully entered the ambush zone all fell to the ground.

Damn it!

Wang Weiya was furious. Who had fired before he could give the order?

"Lieutenant, I'm sorry, I..." Hitler's voice came through.

It turned out to be Hitler's first time on the battlefield, unable to control his nerves, he fired prematurely before Wang Weiya could give the order.

Wang Weiya didn't have time to blame Hitler because the sounds of British retaliation gunfire echoed.

On the opposite side, Sergeant Hall's team, upon hearing the gunfire, thought Wang Weiya had given the order and opened fire almost simultaneously.

Chaos ensued, and the meticulously planned ambush was completely ruined.

"Lieutenant, is this the quality of your men?" Elena's voice was mocking, holding her Luger P08 pistol, firing bullets disdainfully.

Wang Weiya suddenly found himself pondering an odd question at this critical moment: why wasn't she using a Mauser pistol?

The Luger P08 pistol was world-famous, but Wang Weiya preferred the Mauser, which was essentially a shotgun, a weapon typically known as a "Mauser" in China.

But then again, it wouldn't look good for a girl to use a Mauser pistol.

At this critical moment, Wang Weiya was thinking about such trivial matters. No wonder Elena looked bewildered. What was this damn lieutenant thinking?

Wang Weiya cracked a smile at her and picked up his MP18 submachine gun, spraying a burst of bullets.

The MP18, which wasn't supposed to be introduced for another two years, instantly displayed its tremendous power, preventing the British soldiers hiding behind trees from raising their heads.

"What weapon is this?" Elena was stunned by the sudden and fierce firepower unleashed by the MP18, despite its small size.

"It's the MP18 submachine gun, using the same ammunition as your Luger pistol," Wang Weiya explained while firing another burst of bullets. Then he joked, "Hey, you're using a Luger pistol, and I'm using Luger bullets. Aren't we a perfect match?"

A blush spread across Elena's cheeks momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure.

German soldiers, especially German officers, were renowned for their discipline and rigor. Elena had never seen a German officer like Wang Weiya before—careless and even somewhat glib.

The shouts of the British and the retaliatory gunfire came again.

"Staerk, suppress the British for me! Bankerlei, aim and shoot whoever pops their head up! Hey, grenades, give me two grenades!" 

Two M1915 wooden handle grenades were handed to Wang Weiya. No one knew what their lieutenant planned to do.

After priming the grenades, Wang Weiya whispered, "Brothers..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Weiya realized it might not have been appropriate. It seemed that German soldiers didn't address each other that way, but it was too late to take them back. He had to continue, "Everyone, one grenade each. Pull the fuses, five-second delay. I'll count to three, then throw together!"

M1915 grenades were grasped by the German soldiers. From their expressions, they were curious about the lieutenant's earlier "brothers."

"Pull the fuses!"

As Wang Weiya commanded, the fuses were pulled out.

"One—two—three—throw!"

Grenades were thrown out, and amidst the explosion, a cloud of smoke enveloped the area. Amidst the explosion, the cries of the British could be heard, clearly indicating someone had been hit.

In that instant, Wang Weiya leaped to the left, grabbing his submachine gun.

When the smoke cleared, Wang Weiya had "disappeared" from the soldiers' sight.

Strict adherence to orders was a fine quality of the Germans, even when their superior wasn't present, they would dutifully carry out the orders given before his departure.

All the Mauser rifles opened fire simultaneously. As the British soldiers recovered from the grenade attack, they quickly returned fire.

Bankerlei aimed at a British soldier who had stuck his head out slightly and fired. With a crack, the British soldier fell into a pool of blood.

Bankerlei didn't cheer; to him, it was just another ordinary occurrence on the battlefield.

Adolf Hitler was inspired, summoning the courage to fire his bullets at the enemy. Even though Lieutenant Ernst wasn't by his side now, it didn't matter. Hitler believed that Lieutenant Ernst was waiting somewhere to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

Hitler didn't know why he had such great confidence in the lieutenant.

Elena, however, had a different thought. She suspected that the glib lieutenant was afraid of the gunfire on the battlefield and had fled. In any case, she didn't trust him.

Despite the greater number of German soldiers and their advantageous ambush position, the British soldiers began to struggle. When another British soldier was unfortunate enough to be shot, their captain made the decision to retreat.

Despite being surrounded by Germans, they would be safer elsewhere.

But they overlooked one person—his name was Wang Weiya.

No, his name was Ernst Blum!