Prepare to attack

Support has been obtained and victory is guaranteed to the maximum extent.

The supplementary battalion was all in attack mode, and their confidence had never been so high at this moment.

Not for anything else, just because Captain Ernst Brahm is back. This is the greatest guarantee of victory!

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone was waiting quietly.

The moment the cannon sounded, it was the beginning of the big attack.

All for Germany! All for Ernst!

Guderian found that he was a little excited. Since joining the army and under his father's strict teachings, he had never been in such a mood.

Being able to fight side by side with the creator of the Somme Miracle may be the dream of every German at present, but now this dream has come true in his own body.

"Rambler, aircraft support countdown is fifty-nine minutes..."

Listening to Xiao Ling's words, Wang Weiyi didn't have much expression on his face.

The last night attack had been an unprecedented success, and he firmly believed that this time it would be the same. No one can stop his own victory.

General von Rauch and Colonel Kinklock were also waiting there.

When Colonel Kinklock of the 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment heard that his subordinate Ernst had jumped over the rank to request artillery support, instead of being angry, he was actually a little happy.

He knew that he had no right to mobilize artillery, so perhaps directly requesting support from the general as a baron granted by the emperor was the best option at the moment.

The victory of the supplementary battalion is equal to the victory of the 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment, and all the glory is together.

It was precisely because of Ernst's outstanding performance in the Battle of the Somme that he also received a medal. Now, the birther of this miracle will create another miracle.

"Lieutenant Colonel Dunsiwei, is it about to start?"

Lieutenant Colonel Dunsiwei, who had been promoted to Chief of Staff of the 16th Infantry Regiment, looked at the time and said: "There is less than an hour left, Colonel."

"I wish Ernst can win this time." Colonel Kincrok looked serious: "We have been suppressed by the British for many days, and now we are in urgent need of a victory to boost our morale. I hope the creator of the Miracle of the Somme can continue his work of miracles."

"He will, Colonel." Dunsiwei felt that his confidence had never been so full: "Wherever he appears, incredible things will always happen."

Colonel Kinklock nodded: "Not only General von Rauch, but also General Galwitz personally called. The results of this battle must be reported to him as soon as possible. Ah, the general seems to have forgotten When he asked for reinforcements, he believed that Ernst's battalion could kill a British battalion."

"The British also have a machine gun company, but that's not important." Lieutenant Dunsivey said firmly: "They have machine guns, and we have Baron Alexson."

The enemy has machine guns, the Germans have Baron Alexson! It's such a simple thing, such a firm belief!

"Colonel, people from the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Army Staff are here."

Upon hearing the news, Colonel Kincrok couldn't help but frown: "What are they doing here at this time? We don't need them to provide intelligence now."

"Colonel." Lieutenant Colonel Dunsivi took a step forward and lowered his voice: "I heard that Ernst caused some trouble in Berlin, and Nicholas is eyeing him. Maybe..."

"This is the front line, this is the battlefield, not the damn intelligence agency! There are no German traitors here! These are all real warriors!" Colonel Kincrok looked very angry, but also somewhat helpless: "Damn it, let them in! "

Two people from the Intelligence Bureau came in, and the leader saluted Colonel Kincrok: "Hello, Major, I am Second Lieutenant Froman from the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Army Staff Department."

"Second Lieutenant, what's the matter?" Colonel Kincrok said coldly.

Froman looked around: "Major, I hope you..."

"Do you want them to leave?" Kincrok interrupted him coldly: "Second Lieutenant, these are all German officers. No one will betray what you want to say, or say it rudely. No one will treat you badly." Interested in what you say."

Froman was a little embarrassed, but this was someone else's territory after all: "According to the orders of Prince Joachim and Colonel Nicholas, we came to monitor some officers and observe his performance on the battlefield. Colonel, this is Joachim. Prince Mu's letter to you."

Prince Joachim? Colonel Kincrok reluctantly took the letter and read it hastily. The general message was that he asked the colonel to assist Froman in all his work on the front line.

If it was only sent by Nicholas, Colonel Kincrok could have refused, but what people didn't expect was that Prince Joachim actually intervened directly.

These damn intelligence bureaus, all they have to do is provide enemy intelligence to the front line, not spy on outstanding German officers for no apparent reason!

After holding back his anger for a while, Jin Kroc tried to make his tone calmer: "Okay, in that case, I will send someone to send you and your companions to the front line. The supplementary battalion is about to launch an attack. Face them several times. The enemy will attack. Come and prepare transportation for them."

The exaggerated figure of several times more enemies made Froman's complexion change drastically. He had never experienced a real battlefield, and he was absolutely unwilling to face a terrible war. Froman said hurriedly:

"Ah, no, Colonel, we can do it here."

Colonel Kincrok smiled contemptuously at these cowardly ghosts. What else do they do besides making small moves behind their backs?

Lieutenant Colonel Dunxiwei didn't look good either. He knew very well that these people were here to monitor Ernst. He had several friends in Berlin.

Can a German hero still not be trusted? Do they have to destroy the morale of the troops on the front line before they are willing to do it?

These damn cowards.

In fact, Froman was a little unwilling at this time. He was originally only responsible for intelligence analysis. Although he was also a confidant of Colonel Nicholas, he never thought of going to the front line. If it weren't for Pompeystein's sudden death, he would still be leisurely sipping good wine in the back.

"Colonel, it's time."

Following this report, Colonel Kincrok nodded, and then said sarcastically to Froman: "Second Lieutenant, do you really not want to go to the front line and have a look?"

Seeing Froman shaking his head in embarrassment, the contempt on Colonel Kincrok's face became more and more obvious. He gave his order with steady steps:

"I am Colonel Kinklock of the 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment. The bombardment is about to begin. Let us witness the new miracle of Captain Ernst Brahm, the creator of the Somme Miracle!"