Attack

Alex suddenly stopped.

He made a gesture and all the people quietly pulled out their grenades. Rommel hesitated a bit and then pulled out his grenade.

No one moved, no one made a single noise.

Rommel was amazed by the soldiers of the third company. This serious discipline is obviously not trained, but cultivated in battle and has been integrated into their blood.

Alex made a gesture to Bunkerley behind him, and Bunkerley quickly made a gesture to Sterk behind him…

They made gestures to each other in order.

Alex opened the fuse and the German soldiers behind opened the fuse.

"One, two, three…" Alex counted to three in his heart, then threw the grenade out.

Twenty German soldiers threw their grenade out at almost the same time, and Rommel, who participated in this action for the first time seemed to be quite slow in his reaction and movement but he still threw the grenade in time.

"Boom – Boom – Boom - Boom ....."

Constant explosions rang, and the British's position was instantly made into the sea of ​​fire. The screams were clearly transmitted to the ears of every German soldier.

"Everything for Germany! Attack!" Alex stood up for the first time.

"Everything for Germany!" All the German soldiers stood up.

Alex rushed into the position, and the Bergman MP18 Sub Machine Gun spewed out a terrible barrage, and the bullet sprayed on the British that survived the grenade explosion.

Twenty-two grenades fell into the position of the unprepared British soldiers. What kind of horror did it cause?

These British soldiers, who has not yet recovered from the explosions, were quickly caught by the scythe of Death.

Especially the Bergman MP18Sub Machine Gun, its quick methods is simply shocking. Those poor British, who barely stood up, had not yet had time to gain a foothold, and had been ruthlessly killed by a barrage of bullets.

Sterk rushed up and saw a British soldier staggered and slowly stood up. He lifted the butt of his rifle and slammed it down... hard. In that moment, The poor soldier's head cracked.... damn.... it like an egg being cracked, blood and guts splashed around, noting the strength Sterk used in that slam.

Rommel rushed in, killing any target he could see with a pistol in his hand.

Hitler also rushed in. This small German recruit is not as nervous as he was before. When he saw a British soldier attempt to tackle Bunkerley, Hitler took his life without hesitation.

The battle was fierce but is short-lived, and the British, who was revved by the grenade, were immediately killed by the assaulting Germans.

The rest of the surviving British have completely lost the courage to continue fighting, and even fled out of the field.

Miraculously, this position, named "Position G", which was stationed by British, had equipped with a heavy machine gun, but was actually captured by twenty people.

Forty-three British were killed and eleven were captured. This British company is basically finished. Even more amazing is that only one person of the German's was killed and two were injured in the night attack.

The creator of this miracle is the third company commander: Lieutenant Wernst Gustav!

Rommel was amazed, and he couldn't imagine that Lieutenant Wernst Gustav could create such a miracle with so few people.

Alex also lamented that he had a good luck. But of course, with this lesson, the British will be more vigilant, and the next time it would unlikely to happen again.

"Hey, Lieutenant, come over and see, we caught a Negro." Bunkerley's voice passed.

Negro? Alex was curious, went over and looked at it, God.

From the South African Brigade? Oh yeah..... British.... Of course. Alex immediately came up with such an idea in his mind.

After the outbreak of the First World War, in order to free more Europeans from industrial labor to the front line, the United Kingdom and France turned their attention to their various colonies for human resources, hoping that they can serve can serve as workers or perhaps cannon fodder in Europe's war. The war on the side of the Allies.

As a result, a large-scale labor conscription campaign was quietly opened on the various colonies that the Germans had no time to consider.

"I am German Officer Lieutenant Wernst Gustav, who are you?" Alex began to ask in Afrikaans.

The African and the surrounding Germans apparently did not think that Lieutenant could speak Afrikaans, and they were all very curious. The African was silent: "I am Halal Farmer, from the South African 1st Infantry Brigade."

Confirming his judgement, this person is indeed from one of British's colony.

It was not a strange thing for the South African Government to send forces to the front line. Alex wanted to continue to ask questions. The first to find this person, Bunkerley came to Alex with a bag: "Lieutenant, this was seized from him."

Checking the bag, which contained a pack of bandage, cotton, tobacco leaves and a dry pipe. The most peculiar thing was that there were four knives in the bag, each were strangely shaped. (AN: check the "MANGBETU Knives" these are cool knives).

Alex held the 1st knife, hmm.. this should be used as a kitchen knife; the second knife, If Alex is not mistaken, it should be bone-cutting knife used when killing pigs; the third knife…quite small…? Is it a pedicure knife or something? Well, there are alot of cultures in Africa there should be other uses for this knife.

Is this person a chef and a master of killing pigs? Is being a soldier only his sideline?

Alex felt ridiculous. When he pulled out the fourth knife, he couldn't help but look up.

The fourth knife is actually a steel dagger. If this knife used on a person, it would take away the life of the opponent.

"What is with these knives?" Alex asked all the knives.

"Hey, I am from Ghana. I heard that I could have more money from the British. I signed up." Halal Farmer sulkily talked:

"This one is for cooking, this is for skinning animals, and this is a ceremonial knife."

"What about this Dagger?" Alex asked with curiosity shown in his face.

"This dagger is from a dead person and I just picked it. I usually have nothing to do, I like to play with knives. When I saw this dagger, I liked it, so I sneaked to get it yesterday on the field."

"Playing the knives?" Alex came up with some interest: "Can you show me how you play it?"

"Okay" Halal Farmer replied rudely and but still promised to do so.

Alex pointed to the front: "That is the target I want you to play for me."