Third Reich:Iron blooded imperial

"Boom! Rumble! The sound of violent explosions continued to ring in his ears, and Xia Wen opened his eyes in a daze, red, and was greeted by corpses and rivers of blood.

"Where am I?" As soon as he blurted out the words, Leon felt that something was wrong, although he could understand the meaning, but he did speak standard German

"Damn it, Leon, are you dead? If you don't die, hurry up and bring me the damn bullet on the side, and this group of bitches rushes up again!"

Lyons? Is it called me? Am I not shopping? How did you get here? Oh, remember, it was like I was hit by a car that ran a red light.

Without waiting for Leon to think about it, the roar sounded again: "Leon! Leon Andrés! What are you doing stupidly? Waiting for the other person to kill you? Bring me the bullets, oh damn it, the positions in the front second row are not moving! "

　　Leon came to his senses, looked at the Mauser 98 rifle in his hand, and understood that he may have crossed! There is no time to think about it, now it is important to save your life!

　　Leon looked in the direction of the roar that had just been heard, and a dusty officer was gritting his teeth and controlling the Maxim heavy machine gun in his hand to shoot frantically ahead, while a corpse was lying next to the machine gun.

Knowing his situation, Leon immediately ran along the trench with his rifle bowed and his head down towards the officer.

　　"Sir, what did you just say? The explosion was too loud! Leon asked cautiously.

　　"I'll let you bring a box of bullets! Stupid! Arden was killed just now! This bunch of British! The officer pointed to a ammunition storage point more than ten meters from the machine gun position, and to the dead secondary shooter next to the machine gun.

　　Leon then took a closer look at the corpse on the side, poor Arden was hit in the face by a bullet, and the powerful kinetic energy was only left half of Arden's corpse

"Vomit", Leon, who saw the corpse for the first time, vomited directly.

　　Seeing this, the officer mocked: "Haha, what's wrong with you today?" Did you have a bad stomach? "

　　Ignoring his cold words, Leon wiped his mouth clean, and jumped into the trench and ran towards the ammunition storage point with his head down, listening to the "pop" of bullets hitting sandbags overhead.

　　Leon carefully sorted out his thoughts while running, he was hit and killed by a car in his last life, he came here in vain, looking at weapons and military uniforms seems to be the last century, he should belong to Germany in World War I, but he is not familiar with the environment here, in case of being discovered, it will be over.

　　Leon suddenly had an idea, and I could pretend to be amnesia first and get some words from the officer just now.

　　Having made up my mind, I almost arrived at the ammunition storage point, and at hand was a box of bullets with machine gun bullets written in German. That's it, Leon picked up the box of bullets and returned in a panic

"Quick, quickly open the box, my chains are going to run out, oh, how does this Englishman think of locusts as much?" I can't finish fighting! The officer muttered to himself as he ordered Leon.

　　"Sir! I was stunned by a shell just now, where are we? Lyon took the opportunity to talk while unpacking the ammunition box.

　　The officer glanced at Leon suspiciously when he heard this, and Leon quickly pretended to be confused.

　　The officer, undoubting him, continued to strafe forward and said, "Huh? Amnesia? We are near the Somme! Fighting with the British, remember? "

　　Leon pretended to remember a little again, and continued to ask: "It seems to remember a little, sir, what's your name?" I'm in that troop here? "

"Damn, my name is Hunter, Hunter Lorenz! You are a soldier of the third company of the 3rd Battalion, 16th Regiment, 6th Army of the Second German Reich! I am your acting company commander! If you ask these idiot questions again, I'll kick your ass! Okay, give me a new chain, and my hands and feet are sharp! Hunter yelled impatiently.

　　"Yes! Sir! Leon immediately took out a new chain, but he didn't know how to install it.

　　"Oh, stupid, you can't even load a bullet? Give me! Hold up your rifle! You'll always use a rifle! "

Hearing this, Leon hurriedly peeked out his head from behind the sandbag, picked up the Mauser 98 rifle in his hand, looked at the British soldiers charging like a tide in front of the position, gritted his teeth, and thought in his heart that this is a battlefield, this is a battlefield! Then he pulled the trigger, and he didn't know if he hit it, because under the frenzied fire of the entire position, the British soldiers who charged intensively fell piece by piece like cut wheat, and then the people behind stepped on the bodies of the fallen people and continued to advance.

　　Suddenly Leon remembered what Hunter had just said to him, this is the Somme! Oh no, Lyon was full of despair, as a military enthusiast and his own knowledge of history told him that the Battle of the Somme broke out in 1916, with more than 1.3 million casualties on both sides, compared to the famous Battle of Verdun, known as the Verdun meat grinder, which was also killed and wounded by more than 700,000 casualties. The most desperate thing was that it was only 1916, more than two years before the end of World War I.

Leon's heart couldn't help but feel bitter, I just died once, God do you want me to die again?

　　At this time, a soldier carrying a document bag bent down and ran through the trench full of corpses and roaring bodies to Leon's side, lying down and shouting to Hunter on the side: "Company commander! An order from the regiment headquarters, ordering us to retreat to the fourth line of defense! "

　　Hunter asked while shooting, saying, "Retreat?" And what about the troops attacking Paris? What to do with their flanks? "

　　"I'm sorry sir! I don't know, I'm just relaying orders", after saying that, ran along the trench to other positions.

　　Attack Paris? Lyon was delighted that this was not the Battle of the Somme! The spring offensive against France in 1918 was also launched in cities such as Amiens near the Somme, which ended in German failure, and since then Germany was no longer able to launch an offensive, and after a few months Germany surrendered, and the chances of surviving themselves were greater.

Thinking of this, Leon adjusted his mood and said to Hunter: "Sir, I guess that most of the offensive group in the direction of Amiens has failed, and there is no point in us continuing to hold here",

　　Hunter thought for a while, sighed, pointed to a position on the left, and said: "You go from the traffic ditch to the position on the side of the row, let them withdraw, we will assemble in the village three kilometers behind, and then withdraw with the regiment headquarters to the fourth line of defense to rest."

　　"Good!" Leon replied, turning and entering a communication ditch deeper than the trench, and running in the direction Hunter was pointing.

　　Run away! This thought suddenly popped up in Leon's mind, no, no, the German overseer was ruthless, I better retreat with the troops, thinking crankily, Leon had already run into the position that Hunter was referring to, and the intensity here was even worse than the position where Hunter was, and there were few soldiers left in the trenches who were shooting

"What about your platoon commander? What about your platoon commander? Leon yelled as he grabbed a soldier who was shooting.

　　"Dead! The platoon commander was blown up by the British two hours ago! Mr. Sergeant! The soldier replied in a panic.

　　"Gather all of you here, retreat! Fall back! ", the soldier heard Leon's order, quickly turned and jumped into the trench, ran to the other soldiers, and relayed the order as he ran.

　　After a while, all the soldiers who were still alive stood beside Leon, and Leon counted, there were only 14 people in total, some of them were slightly wounded, and yes, here, serious injuries also equal death.

　　"Just received the order from the regiment headquarters, everyone withdrew to the fourth line of defense in the rear, which of you has the largest rank here?" , The group of grizzled soldiers looked at each other, and then the soldiers who had just gone to inform the others looked at Leon and said: "Mr. Sergeant, you have the highest rank here."

　　Leon was stunned and said: "Well, I am your acting platoon commander, now I order to abandon all heavy weapons and retreat with me", saying that he took the lead and turned to the traffic ditch and ran to the rear.