Chapter 103 Frontline

"delicious!"

   "Slow down, it's a lot!" Fisher reached out and wiped off the white liquid from the corner of Diana's mouth, persuading him with tears and laughter.

  He took Diana to the best restaurant in London and ordered a table of food slowly, but he did not expect that Wonder Woman’s favorite was vanilla ice cream, and the table full of lobster steaks became Fisher’s task.

   "Hello, please have two more ice creams, and a strawberry jam by the way!"

  The waiter took the order, and soon brought Fischer’s dessert.

  "Try this!" Fisher poured the jam on the vanilla ice cream and pushed it to Diana.

   "Well, how did you think of it!" Diana squinted her eyes with joy when she felt the joy of the delicacy exploding on her tongue.

  "A little bit of life knowledge!" Fisher was like a kind old father at the moment. The food in front of him was still untouched, but Diana had already prepared a lot.

   "I want to have another one!"

  "You have eaten five servings, and you will have stomach ache if you eat it again!"

   "I am not afraid of pain!"

   "You will gain weight if you eat it!"

  Sure enough, no matter what woman she was, she would blow up her hair as soon as she heard the word fat. Diana had no choice but to put down her spoon, and chatted with Fisher for a while.

After eating and drinking, Fisher took Diana to the hotel arranged by the War Department to rest. If the normal development in the Marvel World is followed, then the two will definitely roll to the same bed tonight, but Fisher Er always felt abducting underage girls, so he decisively pushed Diana into the room, and then returned to his bedroom to drink a glass of bedtime wine.

  Early the next morning, Fisher hadn't gotten up yet, but DuangDuang's door was knocked on the door.

"What's up?"

   "Sir, the Ministry of War says that the equipment and personnel you need are in place! Please go over and accept it!" A messenger with a very young face handed over a receipt.

   "I see, you go!" Fisher nodded, took the receipt, and went back to the room to pack up his clothes.

   "Diana, get up!"

   "Are we going to eat ice cream?"

   ".........you can't beat Ares yet?"

   "Oh, yes!" Diana in her nightgown turned around and took up her shield and sword to go out.

   "Change your clothes! Also, I will keep your shield and sword for you!" Fisher sighed deeply, the queen really regarded herself as a nanny!

After some tossing, the two rushed to a military camp outside London to accept the men and guns provided by the War Department for the operation. It must be said that the British have a disgusting set, and they are also performing the task. The guns are raised by themselves, and at most they will be given a few hundred travel expenses. On Fisher’s side, ten first-class and first-class shooters selected from the Anzac Army have been sacrificed in terms of weapons. The semi-automatic rifle, which uses ten rounds of drums, is the latest weapon purchased. There are not many front-line equipment. In addition, there are 94 rounds of Lewis light machine guns with large drums, light tank grenade, and even the army. The general of the Ministry also gave Fisher a warrant so that he could mobilize front-line support as appropriate. But this big deal can only make Fisher say hehe, for him, the only thing that works is probably the 25-pound howitzer.

   "Brothers, presumably the officer had already told you about this mission before you came here!" Fisher stood on the high platform with his hands on his back, looking at the soldiers below him.

  "After four years of fighting, the Germans felt that they couldn't handle it, but they didn't want to admit defeat, so they wanted to make a big news, and they had to hold us back when they died. Do you think we will agree!"

   "We will not agree. Our task this time is to give William that old **** a slap in the face and let us kick him in the ass!"

  Under the blessing of psychic energy, Fisher’s speech immediately made the group of muscle-filled hunkers boil with blood, and many people eagerly geared their hands, saying that as long as they are close to Emperor William to a place of one kilometer, the war will end immediately! What's more, they have already grind their own engineer shovel.

  A good man and horse, Fisher did not stay anymore, and directly took the people on a Royal Navy destroyer to Belgium.

  At this time, Steve was still sadly holding a banknote to find someone to send himself out to sea with a few good brothers.

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At the beginning of the war, Belgium was violently beaten by hundreds of thousands of German troops on the ground. Although there was a tenacious defensive battle like the Liege Fortress, Belgium was a small country after all, and finally it was easily penetrated by the German horror. Go in (pay attention to the nasty criticism of Xie Er Dezi, during the Second Empire, the Germans used to **** and murder in Belgium), and Britain and France responded in a timely manner. They pulled Belgium at a critical moment, and so far did not let Belgium fall completely. , And then the two sides fought together on the long front from Belgium to the Swiss border.

   "Oh, my goodness!" Because the dock has been damaged, Fisher and the others relied on a small barge to extradite back and forth when they came ashore. Diana looked at the villages on the coastline destroyed by artillery fire and didn't know what to say.

"Keep your clothes on, the weather here is colder than London!" Fisher is accustomed to it. He has traveled so many times, he has seen the scattered cities bombed by Belka, and Geneva, which is full of warship wrecks. , So he just glanced at the ruins and didn't move.

After landing, the flow of people increased. Although the high-level leaders knew that the Germans wanted to make peace, the soldiers on the front did not know, so there were groups of Indian conscripts wearing turbans and French colonial blacks wearing Adrian helmets. The buddies were sent here by boats with their rifles on their backs. Naturally, what awaited them were countless barbed wire fences, minefields and Maxim machine guns.

  "Are they all here to fight?" Looking at the numb eyes of the colonial infantry, Diana had no idea what to say.

"Yes, the colonial infantry, the favorite cannon fodder on the front line. In fact, the ANZ soldiers who followed us are also considered, but they are all white and can still fight, so they are considered as the masters. As for these guys!" Fisher pointed out. Pointing to a Sikh soldier with a machete, "Those guys are second-class!"

Noisy crowds, expressionless soldiers, muddy roads, destroyed houses, and unclothed women and children. This is Diana’s first impression of the battlefield. She saw a woman with her child walking towards the battlefield. The army along the road was begging for food, and Diana gave the food she had brought to the other side. Seeing the woman thankful for feeding the food to her daughter, Diana no longer knew what to say.

   "You are right, Fisher, with or without Ares, this war is a disaster!"

   "Humans, always repeat the same fate, only hope that after finding Ares, we can solve all this as soon as possible! We are still far from the front line, and there is still a long way to go!"

After walking along the muddy road for a long time, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood. It was a battlefield hospital set up on the roadside. Thousands of wounded soldiers were sent here from the front line for treatment, but many people often If he couldn't survive this time, he died halfway through his injuries.

  After discussing with the person in charge of the battlefield hospital for a while, Fisher borrowed a bulldog troop carrier, which would take them to a war zone 20 kilometers away, and then another group of wounded soldiers would return.

   "Damn it, I seem to be back in Dardanelles!" After getting on the car, an Anzac sniper couldn't help but drew a cross while looking at the half of the intestines on the chair.

   "Believe me, it will be worse than Dardaniel! At least the Ottomans do not have as many machine guns and cannons as the Germans!" Fisher started the car and poured cold water on the soldier.

  Although it was only 20 kilometers away from the front line, it took two hours for Fisher to drive to the front line because of the bad road conditions and the corpses that fell in the mud from time to time.

   "Are there still civilians here?" Diana, who was sitting in the co-pilot, pointed to a crying woman and asked.

   "There are civilians everywhere, it is impossible to take care of them in a war!" Fisher jumped out of the truck and motioned to all his men to get off. He had to find the person in charge of this line of defense to understand the situation.

   "Sir, what's the matter?" Seeing Fisher, carrying the rank of colonel, appeared, a soldier wearing glasses stepped forward and asked.

   "Where is your commander?"

   "Captain Black Sir should be reading in his trench!" The spectacle soldier pointed to the maze-like trench, "I will lead you there!"

   asked Diana to wait for him on the spot, and Fisher followed the spectacled soldier and disappeared deep in the trench.

   "Sir, this is it!" The spectacle soldier pointed to the blasthole in front of Fisher, and there was a painting shelf at the entrance of the cave.

   "Captain Black Sir?"

   "Sir?" A big-nosed officer came out of the hole with a face that Fisher was extremely familiar with.

   "Expeditionary Force 4th Suspension Regiment, Captain Black Sir, I don’t know what to do with the commander’s arrival!"

"Hello, Bean, oh no, Captain Black Sir, I'm Colonel Lawrence, I'm here to find your regiment, where is your command post, I have the general's warrant for him!" Fisher resisted. His desire to vomit and shook hands with the other party.

   "The command of Colonel Connor needs to go deeper, please follow me, Baldman, go and clean up for me, I will take this colonel to Captain Connor!"

  The two continued to advance, past the artillery positions and tank camps, and finally saw the British commander garrisoning the defensive line in a forest.

   "Colonel Lawrence? Admiral's warrant?" The commander of the British Army opened the command in wonder, and read it carefully.

  "New type of poison gas? Are you here for this?" The British commander, who had finished reading the order, looked at Fisher.

   "Yes, I'm here for this!" Fisher nodded.

  　 6000 words today, it’s over

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)