Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1139: Hope Dealer

Two infantry companies of the German First Reserve Army were equipped with the Hope M1910, and they felt extremely smooth when fighting against the French.

Only twenty meters apart, about ten soldiers from Germany and France were shooting at each other.

The distance of twenty meters is even more tense. Missing the target is common. Not everyone is a sharpshooter.

At this moment, the speed of shooting is a matter of life and death.

bang bang bang...

The numbers were equal. The French army hurriedly pulled the bolt after firing, while the German army fired several shots in a row. The French soldiers on the opposite side stared with their eyes wide open before they died, unable to figure out how the other side could fire so continuously.

At another German firing point, there was an oak tree knocked down by a shell outside the trench.

The 23 French soldiers quietly approached, hiding their bodies under the branches and leaves of fallen oak trees.

Five German soldiers are repairing the top of the bunker, otherwise it will not be able to withstand the next round of artillery bombardment.

When the French soldiers behind the oak tree opened fire, they were still bent over and working against time.

A German soldier was shot in the back and died on the spot.

The other four people were unable to tell the source of the gunshots, and they cleverly rolled into the trench, with the fallen mud hitting their faces.

"Where, where is the enemy..."

"Of course it's over there by the oak tree. Is it behind our position?"

The remaining four men picked up their Hope M1910s, knowing that they could not sit there and wait to die, so they stuck their heads out and began to fight back.

4 against 23, each soldier fired a shot after pulling the bolt. The French soldiers thought the Germans had no chance of winning, so they boldly rushed out from behind the oak tree.

As long as we capture this position, the front line can be pushed forward one step.

The Battle of the Aisne, also known as the "Double Race to the Coast".

The Allies want to go around the German right wing, and the Germans want to go around the Allied left wing. They are going back and forth in circles, and currently the battles are all small-scale, like now.

The German soldiers followed their previous training, pulled the bolt handle, ejected the muzzle and began to fire back.

4 out of 1 shots hit the target. The French soldier ignored the wounded and continued to charge.

Immediately, they were confused.

bang bang bang...

The gunfire continued.

I blanch?

bang bang bang...

22 people, 20 people, 18 people, 17 people...

The French army felt their scalps tingling and were filled with fear.

This unscientific!

Have you ever seen a semi-automatic rifle?

bang bang bang...

13 people.

bang bang bang...

9 people.

The nine people didn't know who was leading them, so they turned around and ran.

The bullets from the other side were continuous, as if they would last forever.

The sixth round has been fired.

They didn't know that if they charged forward a little further, they would be able to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the German army.

Because the German soldiers hoped that there would only be two bullets left in the M1910 magazine.

But the French soldiers didn't dare to gamble because it was too evil.

bang bang bang...

7 people.

The seven people hid behind the oak tree and used the oak tree to protect their bodies as they fled for their lives.

Four German soldiers jumped out of the trench, fired twice more, and hurriedly changed magazines.

The ammunition Zhao Chuanxin brought was already loaded in the magazine, so there was no need to bother putting it in one by one.

"Come on, come on, let's hurt each other..."

"Why are you running..."

The four men did not dare to chase after him. They cursed a few words, looked at their comrade who was shot, and found that he was dead. Then they dragged the body aside and continued to repair the trench.

It is necessary to repair it. If it is not repaired, if a shell hits it and it cannot block the shrapnel, it will be fatal.

Zhao Chuanxin was in Noordeinburg, cooking for Zhao Lingjun, Wilhelmina and Margot, when he received Otto's reply.

There was a bronze eye next to the wireless telegraph machine, so Xingyue directly converted it into words for him on the glasses: The gun is good.

The gun was nice, but Otto couldn't make up his mind whether to buy it.

He could only report to his superiors and report it up the chain of command.

9月18日，德皇威廉二世给赵传薪发来电报：如果你能将1500支希望M1910和配套6万发子弹送到指定地点，我将支付你第二笔费用。

While Zhao Chuanxin was flipping the beef skewers, he whispered to Xingyue, "Ask him about the location, time, and contact person."

Zhao Chuanxin's mobile wireless telegraph, in addition to ultra-long-distance transmission and reception, is also equipped with central control rune fragments and silk power system, so Xingyue can independently complete transmission and reception.

After saying this, Xingyue sent the telegram.

Zhao Chuanxin flipped three skewers of beef skillfully, sprinkled some seasoning on them, flipped them twice more, and then took out a porcelain plate and put it inside: "Skewer it now."

Zhao Lingjun slurped his saliva and chuckled. The fat boy stretched out his hand. If she grabbed it firmly, there would probably be only a few left out of the thirty skewers of beef.

Wilhelmina clapped her chubby hands: "What did I tell you before?"

Zhao Lingjun had no choice but to narrow the range of his open five fingers, and finally only held 10 strings in his hand.

"Oops, Xiang is confused!"

After grilling the beef skewers, Zhao Chuanxin fried some noodles for the three of them.

After dinner, Zhao Chuanxin picked up his coat and said, "I have to go out for a while."

Wilhelmina called him: "Ethan, you put a fighter plane in The Hague. Will the war spread to the Netherlands?"

"Don't worry about it. Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought: If the Netherlands were to perish, it would be a good opportunity to move his entire family back to China.

Of course it's just a thought.

Wilhelmina raised her eyebrows and became angry. Just as she was about to say something, Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of the window and left.

At this time, the German army and the Allied Powers had circled to the North Sea.

Both sides breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and it was the best time to replenish supplies.

Although it was hoped that the M1910 could achieve local success, its practicality was still questionable, so William II and Chief of the General Staff Eric von Falkenhayn mentioned it, and the two decided to slightly expand the scope of use to see the effect.

After delivering the goods, Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry and went back to continue waiting.

Wilhelmina was delighted.

She thought to herself: When did this non-official husband become so family-oriented?

What she didn't know was that Zhao Chuanxin was actually very family-oriented, but not just for his own family.

In this way, on September 9, fierce conflict broke out between the German army and the Allied Powers in the Picardy region.

The two sides fought inextricably.

On the second day of the battle, when William II was collecting battle reports, he also received feedback from the Hope M1910: The Hope M1910 is a good gun, but it must be given to veterans with rich combat experience. New recruits sometimes use up all their bullets at a distance, cannot grasp the rhythm, and cannot keep up with the ammunition supply...

Eric von Falkenhayn said cautiously: "Let's wait and see. The time is too short and this can't prove anything."

William II said: "Although Zhao Chuanxin is rude and arrogant, he is very trustworthy. Moreover, he can deliver weapons and ammunition to the battlefield in time, and sometimes he can be of great help."

Eric von Falkenhayn thought William II was joking, so he sneered in his heart and ignored him.

However, by September 9, Eric von Falkenhayn saw that the German Eighth Army fighting Russia on the Eastern Front was exhausted and seriously short of supplies.

However, the Russian army took the initiative to attack on the Neman River, and the situation was very serious.

Eric von Falkenhayn remembered what William II had said yesterday.

He wanted to curse.

Yesterday I was secretly cursing Your Majesty for being stupid, but today I slapped myself in the face.

He hurriedly asked William II to send a telegram to Zhao Chuanxin: A batch of military rations and ammunition are urgently needed to be transported to the Neman River, can you do it?

Zhao Chuanxin held Zhao Jinxiu in his arms, looked at the map on his glasses, and said, "Distribute the military rations we produce to them by category and ask them which kind they want. Also, ask them if they need woolen blankets, as the weather is cold now."

When Eric von Falkenhayn and William II received the telegram, they were stunned.

Class A military rations: toilet paper, 10 cigarettes, seasoning packets, bread, biscuits, chocolate, butter, avocado sauce, beef, and roast pot. These are divided into four tin cans and a plastic bottle as one portion.

Category B rations: toilet paper, 5 cigarettes, seasoning packets, eggs, salmon, bread, and pot, which are divided into three cans and a plastic bottle.

Category C rations: toilet paper, 5 cigarettes, seasoning packets, instant noodles, eggs, coffee, which are divided into two cans and a plastic bottle.

The prices range from high to low, and there is no cheating.

An idea popped into Eric von Falkenhayn's mind: Zhao Chuanxin is even more rigorous than the Germans.

Out of curiosity, he wanted to ask if there was a more luxurious package.

But I never asked.

In 1913, Germany's annual income was 8300 million pounds and Britain's annual income was 1 billion pounds.

The military expenditures of both sides were 1.84 million pounds for Britain and 1.44 million pounds for Germany.

From this set of data, we can roughly see the signs of Germany's serious deficit.

Their only option now is war.

William II and his companions placed an order for Class A and B military rations from Zhao Chuanxin without hesitation.

In the days when human brains beat dog brains, money doesn’t matter, only victory matters.

They thought Zhao Chuanxin only hoped for M1910 ammunition, but unexpectedly Zhao Chuanxin also had 7.92mm bullets for Mauser rifles, and he had as many as they wanted.

Come prepared!

When Freddy Pavitt called and told him that the international bank transfer had arrived, Zhao Chuanxin handed Zhao Jinxiu over to Margot.

He teleported from The Hague through the teleportation array to the teleportation array installed on Australia Island to pick up the goods from the factory.

Then use the teleportation array from Ao Island to go to Lubin Prefecture to get ammunition.

He sent a message back to Noordeinde from Lubin Prefecture and drove a five-generation dragon to the Neman River.

It took three hours and seventeen minutes in between, one hour and twenty-five minutes to fly to the Niman River, a total of four hours and forty-two minutes to reach the designated location. It took him another twenty-three minutes to move the goods back and forth between Quetzalan.

Dongdong, are you home? Zhao is here to bring you warmth.

When Eric von Falkenhayn received the message, Zhao Chuanxin delivered all the necessary supplies in just five hours and five minutes.

His heart skipped a beat: This guy is so reliable!

William II looked at him, as if to say: What do you think, was I right?

Paul von Hindenburg, the commander of the German Eighth Army on the Eastern Front, was also surprised: "How is this done?"

He could not help but be overjoyed. Now the troops were exhausted, lacked food and clothing, but the Russian army took the initiative to attack because they had sufficient food and grass.

This batch of supplies arrived at the perfect time.

After eating and drinking, continue to fuck him.

Soon, the Allies realized that something was wrong.

The First and Tenth Armies of Tsarist Russia had just joined forces, with strong troops and horses. Commander Liennekampf was planning to take advantage of the German army's lack of supplies to launch a counterattack, but the enemy became more and more motivated.

Three days later, both sides counted their casualties. Since August, the German army had suffered 10 casualties and missing persons in East Prussia, while the Tsarist Russia had suffered 12.5 casualties.

Lian Nekampf felt that something was wrong, very wrong, and communicated with the Allied Powers, Britain and France, but problems also frequently occurred there.

It was clear that the German army was running out of ammunition and food. Just as we were about to attack, the other side suddenly became full of energy.

Soon, the French side provided information: it was Zhao Chuanxin who contacted them.