"General, wake up, wake up, general." Xu Jun was woken up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and saw Hans crouching in front of him, standing beside a group of soldiers.

"Oh, early, Hans, what time is it now."

"Early, General, it is now 7:10 in the morning. The English people across there are starting to move. Everyone is waiting for you, General."

"Is it!"

The morning sun shone on the walls of the trenches, and the few grasses beside the trenches all glowed golden.

Xu Jun quickly got up from the ground, stretched his waist, and took a deep breath of the fresh air of the earth in the French wilderness. I patted my cheeks and woke up. Then quickly walked to the first trench.

When Xu Jun and Major Hans had just walked out of the soldiers' eyes. The soldiers immediately threw the military blanket thrown at Xu Jun fiercely.

"That's mine, I lent it to Major Hans."

"Who said it was yours, what did you build last night?"

"Don't snatch, my rank is higher than yours."

"It has nothing to do with the rank. This is the blanket used by our beloved General Reinhardt. Don't say you are just a sergeant. I will not give you the officer."

"The general spoke to me last night."

"What's this? The general shot my shoulder last night."

"The general was sleeping next to me last night!"

Suddenly, the scene was filled with smoke and dust.

Xu Jun walked into the first-line observatory. In addition to the mission, the other officers are already waiting there.

Xu Jun felt embarrassed that he got up late. He hurriedly saluted them and apologized. The officers quickly returned the salute, even saying that it did not matter.

Hans handed the telescope on one side, and Xu Jun took the telescope and leaned against the trench to look at the British position opposite.

"General, we have arranged everything according to your plan. According to your account, the seven tanks left last night. They should have entered the ambush position now." Mueller said on the side: "58 workers The barracks sent a message that they were busy all night, and now they have everything in order."

"Okay, very good, how are the other troops prepared?" Xu Jun put down the telescope and turned to ask Mueller.

"All ready, now everything is under your control."

Xu Jun nodded and then asked, "What about the arrogant vultures of the empire? Did they arrive?"

"Here, according to your order, they are circling 20 kilometers east of us. As soon as it starts, they can come over and fight the British guys. The Air Force has assured us to provide you with 24 hours of uninterrupted support. And cover. In order to ensure that they can accurately support, they also airdropped an air force squad to us last night, and brought five sets of radio stations that we urgently need now." Mueller replied while pointing at An Air Force officer standing in one corner. Because he stood at the corner, Xu Jun didn't notice that there were so many people here.

The Air Force officer stepped a few steps forward, standing with his heels upright, and said aloud: "Air Force Major Carlo. Schultz, come and report to you, Lord General."

Xu Jun quickly saluted. "Welcome to you, Major, your guidance will bring us a more brilliant victory in this battle."

Shu Baizi quickly returned the gift and replied loudly: "My team and I feel extremely honored to be able to serve you! Your Excellency."

Xu Jun was very satisfied and nodded with a smile to Schultz. Then he turned around and said to Mueller, "Then we will just wait for the British to attack. But I'm afraid they are prepared to just consume it with me. I think we can now stimulate them slightly as we discussed last night." Come on, Major Mueller?"

Mueller immediately heard the ecstatic expression on his face. "Yes, General, I'll arrange it now." Just when Mueller was about to turn around and leave, Xu Jun stopped him again. "Major Mueller, remember, just a little stimulating the enemy. Don't overdo it, we have to defend the honor of the German Army. Do you understand?"

"Understand, General."

Xu Jun turned around and picked up the telescope to observe.

Colonel Glenn didn't fall asleep all night yesterday. He got up in the middle of the night and thought about the map for the whole night, but he didn't think of a way out of his current predicament.

Yesterday he reported the situation to General Franklin. He had thought he would get another scolding. Unexpectedly, the old guy seemed to have changed suddenly, and he didn't get as angry as before. He just blamed himself a few words, and then just ordered himself to continue to attack the Germans today, and said a few words of encouragement without pain, and took the line.

The abnormal performance of the general made Glenn always feel hairy. Something must have happened. Although he had contacted the 13th brigade, they did not find any abnormalities there, but Glenn still felt a little bad.

At dawn, Colonel Glenn dragged his tired body with several staffs and began to patrol the soldier's camp. Glenn Qiang was spirited, patrolling among the soldiers with a relaxed expression, smiling and greeting the soldiers he knew from time to time.

The battle yesterday caused him to lose all the "Matilda" type 2 tanks, and almost one and a half company soldiers were killed in battle. At least one company's soldiers completely lost their combat power. The wounded soldiers and several lower-ranking officers were captured by the Germans, which severely damaged the morale of the troops.

Glenn now had to work hard to save his low morale with his own performance. He patted the soldier's shoulder and encouraged his soldiers with a kind smile. He talked kindly with the soldiers nearby, and sometimes he laughed loudly with the staff. The morale of the soldiers finally recovered slowly with the efforts of the brigade commander.

Although Glenn tried hard to make himself appear bright and sunny in front of the soldiers, his heart was still clouded. Yesterday was that the loss was too heavy, not only the personnel, but also the loss of a large number of weapons. Many soldiers abandoned their rifles and ran back empty-handed because they were burned. The number of spare guns in the brigade is not enough, and the logistics supply team has not arrived yet. Now some soldiers can only arm themselves with bayonet and shovel. How could he allow these soldiers to face the German machine guns and cannons?

Recalling the artillery, Glenn was even more troubled. The 25-pound artillery battalion was bombarded by Germans with heavy artillery yesterday, and the ammunition pile was directly hit. The remaining two 25-pound guns and 20 shells that survived the disaster, how to suppress the German heavy artillery now.

Yesterday evening, I also saw that the Germans had another heavy artillery force, and I was trembling at the thought of this. And after reporting all these situations to Franklin, the old guy actually ordered himself to continue the offensive.

How to attack? What's the difference between letting infantry go to death. Now the only reliance on hand is the remaining 35 "Matilda" Type I tanks, but this tank is really too slow, and it is only equipped with a 12.7 mm machine gun. Using it to attack the Germans who are facing the line up is not much control, but only this method can be imagined.

Glenn was ready to try his luck again with the remaining tanks, and decided that if he failed again this time, he would retreat immediately. Even if General Franklin sent himself to the military court for this, he could only follow him.

General Glen did not go to the tank battalion for inspection, and he was angry now when he saw Fawkes. It was a shame for the British Army that the coward had captured seven tanks by the Germans with pepper. Colonel Glenn did not think about his performance when he first saw the German pepper smoke.

Suddenly there was a gunshot from the German position. Colonel Glen quickly ran back to his position command post with the staff. As soon as he entered the command post, an officer came to report.

"Colonel, the Germans are provoking us. Come and see, it is an insult to the British Empire."

Glenn walked over to the bunker and looked at the German position with the artillery mirror placed there. I saw the flag flying across the German position, and the German soldiers laughed and opened the gun with the sound of the gun. A few ** men violently danced eccentrically in front of their positions.

Glenn couldn't believe his eyes. Are the Germans crazy? He wiped his eyes quickly, and then looked closely, and almost angered Glenn on the spot.

The flames that burned here were lighted British costumes, and the fluttering colorful flags were the ripped British flags, which appeared to be on the captured "Matilda" tanks. What made Glenn most angry was that the men who were dancing in front of the position turned out to be the captive British officers. A German soldier was shooting at their feet with a pistol. In order to avoid bullets, they had to Reluctantly dancing the ridiculous "dance".

Seeing this, Glenn was angry from the heart at that time, and the evil became guilty. Roaring to his subordinates, he shouted, "Order all to gather, enter the position, and prepare to attack. We must kill the despicable Germans. They have no humanity. They do not abide by the Geneva Conventions. I will accuse them! Go, Send all the tanks, I will crush them. For the British Empire, for His Majesty the King, kill these **** Germans. Attack!";