Expedition to Europe

The Germans did not expect that there was an enemy ambush between the first and second lines of defense.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it took only 20 minutes, more than 300 Germans were killed, and the rest of the Germans crawled back to the second line of defense.

The commander inside had been killed, and no one could tell what happened clearly. It was only known that the first line of defense had fallen into the hands of the French.

When the German reinforcements set out, the French had already entered the tunnel. Even if the Germans still had resistance at that time, they should have been annihilated by now.

Just as the German commander of the second line of defense was reporting to Heimer, the gunfire started again.

A remnant of the Germans dragged and carried the wounded, fighting and retreating towards the second line of defense.

This German team had obviously gone through a brutal bloody battle. There were only forty or fifty of them, most of them were bandaged, and it seemed that they had been injured in the battle.

There might be French people chasing behind them. This unit was struggling to move forward while looking back and shooting, and people were hit and fell to the ground from time to time.

Whenever the rear guard was knocked down, the soldiers walking at the end would defend on the spot. They relied on grenades and rifles to stubbornly snipe at the chasing enemy.

Even in such a difficult situation, they did not abandon the brothers who were more seriously injured. They either carried them, supported them, or lifted them, or kneeled on the ground and dragged them back little by little...

"Hurry, help them."

Someone shouted, and the frightened Germans mustered up their courage and swarmed out to meet the retreating troops.

...

"Yes, General, someone on the first line of defense has withdrawn. I will ask for the details and report to you immediately." The commander was talking to Heimer.

"Okay, you go and find out what happened there? Then report to me. In addition, organize defense immediately and must withstand the attack of the French. I don't want to hear that you have lost your position. Do you understand what I mean?" Heimer was awakened from his dream and got up in a bad mood.

"Yes, General, I understand." A firm voice came from the other end of the phone, and Heimer nodded with satisfaction.

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden noise of footsteps, and then a strange voice came through the receiver: "Don't make fussless resistance, you are captured, if you lay down your weapons, we promise that you will be treated in accordance with your status."

"Son of a bitch!" Heimer suddenly exploded, holding the phone with both hands and smashing it against the wall.

"Damn French, you should all go to hell, you stupid pigs, dirty bastards..." Heimer's anger was not over yet, and dirty words rolled out in an endless stream, completely without the demeanor of a soldier, and the demeanor of a general was gone.

Heimer was venting his anger, and the aide-de-camp walked to the door lightly and reported: "General, the ferry is ready, Major Baker, please board the ship immediately, it is very dangerous here now."

Bias is less than two kilometers away from the second line of defense. Even if the French ground forces do not attack, their artillery can directly hit here.

Bias is no longer safe.

Retreat...

This thought was like a hyena, biting Heimer's heart madly. The heart that was once full of honor was now riddled with holes.

Heimer said nothing and walked directly to the hall door.

Before leaving, the attendant took Heimer's coat and helped Heimer put it on.

Heimer did not speak or move. He stood in front of the hall door, looking in the direction of the second line of defense, and remained silent for a long time.

Heimer knew very well that if he retreated this time, he might never have a chance to fight back.

The next time he came to Biasch, he might be a conqueror, or more likely, a prisoner or a war criminal.

...

"Congratulations, Qin." The news of breaking through the two German lines of defense was quickly transmitted to the Wolf's Den. Hunter stretched out his hand to Qin Zhiyuan and congratulated Qin Zhiyuan's troops on their victory.

"We should congratulate us, Hunter, the victory belongs to everyone." Although it was not a decisive victory for the Battle of the Somme, it was a decisive victory for the Sixth Regiment.

Through this battle, the Sixth Regiment has proved its strength. Then, it is only natural for the Sixth Regiment to be upgraded to the First Brigade. All the obstacles in front have been cleared. Now only Foch's approval is left.

"Yes, it belongs to everyone. Then, I propose that we should have a drink! Miss Charles..." Pierre was in high spirits. Strictly speaking, this was also his first time to participate in commanding a battle. This victory also belonged to him. He had reason to be happy.

The simple proposal of drinking a glass of wine eventually turned into a celebration of dozens of people. Most of the participants were French and staff from China.

Qin Zhiyuan did not participate. He came to the wounded camp to visit the soldiers who were wounded in the battle.

"Master Qin, we didn't embarrass our ancestors!"

"Master Qin, how did we perform this time?"

"Master Qin..."

The wounded were in a good mood. When they saw Qin Zhiyuan, everyone rushed to greet him.

The pension of the Sixth Regiment was very generous. Soldiers who died in battle could get nearly 7,000 francs each, and wounded soldiers could also get corresponding allowances according to their injuries. This allowance is generally about five times the salary. If there is a physical disability, the pension will be higher.

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"Brothers, you fought very well. I have sent a telegram to the corps headquarters to ask for credit for everyone. Please rest assured, brothers, you will be rewarded if you have any credit!" Qin Zhiyuan bowed his hands.

The Sixth Regiment broke through two German lines of defense. Although the specific number of seized materials has not been counted, the results of the battle have come out.

The Sixth Regiment had a total of 3,700 troops participating in the battle. In addition to Zheng Dali's artillery, the infantry fought 2,200 people, killed 815 Germans, captured 1,750 Germans, and suffered only 8 deaths and 32 injuries.

"Mr. Qin is righteous!"

"Mr. Qin is wise!"

"Long live Mr. Qin!"

There was another round of overwhelming cheers.

"They are both seriously injured and need amputation. One has an arm and the other has a leg injury." Mao Shiba introduced as he walked.

At the edge of the temporary ward, two unlucky guys were lying on a stretcher.

"How do you feel?" Qin Zhiyuan sat down on the chair next to the stretcher affectionately and whispered softly.

"It's OK, Mr. Qin." The smile on the wounded soldier's face was very far-fetched.

The two were in a bad mood. Although they could get thousands of francs in compensation, they would have to live with artificial limbs for the rest of their lives.

"Mr. Qin, do we have to go home?" A wounded soldier was reluctant.

"No, as long as you are willing, you can serve in the logistics department. As long as our team is still there, we will never abandon you." Qin Zhiyuan said firmly.

"Really, really?" The wounded soldier's eyes were full of hope, brighter than the light bulbs on the ceiling.

"Really!" Qin Zhiyuan had the confidence to leave two disabled veterans behind.

The Sixth Regiment's results were brilliant. Whether it was the speed of advancement or the ratio of casualties between the enemy and us, they set the best results on the Allied side since the start of the Somme River War. After this battle, the Sixth Regiment became famous in one battle. Both the Allies and the Allies knew that there was a Chinese unit in the Somme River area.

On the Allied side, Qin Zhiyuan's troops were famous for their insidiousness and cunningness. On the Allied side, Qin Zhiyuan's troops were famous for their strong combat effectiveness.

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