Chapter 42 The Most Difficult Mission
In 1918, on the south bank of the Somme River, the forward headquarters and interrogation room of the German Assault Group.
Under the dim light, Mario Metzel sat on a chair. His once beautiful blond hair stuck to the side of his face like seaweed, and his right eye was bandaged with gauze, making the originally handsome The face looks a little ferocious.
“Name!”
“Mario Metzel”
"Position!"
"3rd Bavarian Regiment, 7th Patrol, Second Lieutenant Deputy Commander"
"You said you are an officer? Do you have a certificate?"
"It was lost when captured."
"Where are your soldiers?"
"I'm the only one coming back."
As soon as these words came out, someone in the interrogation room immediately started whispering, "You actually left the soldiers and ran away on your own. It's really an act without any sense of honor!"
"Looking at him, he looks like a tom cat that has fallen into the water. Shouldn't a German soldier feel ashamed?"
< br>"What a shame, he looks so ugly..."
Faced with everyone's doubts, Metzer stood up, "If you question me with a sense of honor, I have nothing to say. But please Remember, only people who are alive can tell the headquarters that a French Rangers appeared under our noses."
Then he looked at the person who spoke last, and his remaining one eye flashed with a cold light, "Besides, I tell you, the ugliest thing is the look of someone lying in the dirt and rotting."
...... …
In a mountain villa more than ten kilometers away, French soldiers and nurses also faced a choice.
“We need at least seven volunteers to stay here. Has anyone signed up?” a French lieutenant colonel standing tall and handsome asked loudly in the hall.
The hall was silent and there was no answer, because staying would mean giving up the chance of life to others.
Reinforcements arrived. Pétain's care for his subordinates gave these abandoned soldiers new hope. A quick reaction force equipped with 4 Minerva armored vehicles produced in Belgium and a small number of motorcycles penetrated the German defense line. , found this manor by chance.
With the tacit approval of the marshal, this force was personally led by his adjutant Leon Phillips, and the soldiers in the team were also elite.
The lieutenant colonel commander was pleasantly surprised to find that the target he was searching for - his fiancée Christine Sinier was actually in this manor.
The knight drove an armored car to pick up his princess. This was simply the ending of a fairy tale, but reality is always slightly different from ideals.
A quick reaction force that was just looking for a woman simply couldn’t take so many people away. Counting all the vehicles, there would be at least seven people left here.
But who wants to stay in this situation?
In some terrible silence, Lieutenant Colonel Leon Phillips, who was leading the team, opened his mouth, "The seriously wounded and incapacitated people are waiting for the next retreat. Leave one person to take care of them. If necessary, Surrender."
"What! Leave the seriously wounded behind! This..." Kristen covered her mouth with her hands. This decision had such a huge impact on her.
Waiting for the next retreat is just a pretense. Everyone knows that no one will come back. Leaving the seriously injured is equivalent to letting them fend for themselves.
The blond female reporter comes from an old-style aristocratic family, and chivalry has a profound influence on her. This behavior of abandoning the weak and escaping almost subverts her inherent values.
What's even more fatal is that this sentence comes from the perfect boyfriend, a model gentleman, and a devoted husband in her eyes - Leon Phillips. "Leon, can't you think of a way? These wounded soldiers are very pitiful. They are doing it for France..." Christine tried to persuade.
But her words were interrupted rudely, and the lieutenant colonel lowered his voice, "Christine, shut up! Who do you think I gave up on being with the marshal at the critical moment? Duty? This is war! Trade-offs are necessary and we can't. If you want to take everyone away, someone must sacrifice, or do you want to stay for them?"
"I..." the female reporter opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat." I stayed for them." She didn't have the courage to say these words anyway.
She has experienced real artillery fire and the cruelty of the battlefield, and has also been on the edge of death.
She was timid.
Seeing that the woman stopped speaking, the lieutenant colonel nodded, stood up and ordered, "Check the status of the wounded now, and stay here if you are not conscious!"
Several unconscious and seriously wounded people were After being carried out, they were already unconscious and naturally unable to defend themselves and fight for their rights. The five or six of them leaning against the wall looked very miserable.
The other wounded soldiers turned their backs subconsciously, not daring to look at their former comrades.
“How many people are there?” the lieutenant colonel asked indifferently.
"Report, at least one needs to be left behind." The assistant beside him replied quietly.
"Sir, there is another one here!" Suddenly a soldier shouted.
The lieutenant colonel walked over quickly and found an Oriental man lying on the ground. His coat was in tatters, but there were no obvious injuries on his body. He was breathing evenly, as if he was asleep.
"I just heard from the people here that he has been in a coma for three days and has been like this." The soldier pointed to the Oriental man on the ground and reported to his commander.
"Then there's no need to worry about it anymore, just carry him to..." The lieutenant colonel raised his hand to give an order.
"Wait!" Christine ran over and opened her arms to stop the Oriental. "He's not a wounded person, he just passed out. We can't leave him here!"
"Oh?" The lieutenant colonel turned around, subtle emotional changes in his eyes flashed, and asked in a deep voice, " Are you familiar with this sergeant? Why don't I remember that you have acquaintances in China?"
"He saved many people here and led us to kill a small group of German soldiers. He can also... "Kristen tried her best to talk about He Chi's advantages.
"But he is a burden now. An unconscious person has to occupy the position of two people on the armored vehicle. Or I will hand over the rights to you. You name two people to stay, and I will lift him up immediately!" The lieutenant colonel took a step forward and asked.
"I..." Christine was blocked again.
"You two, what happened?" A voice came from below.
The Oriental man suddenly woke up and was looking at the two people arguing with his eyes open.
"God, that's great. You've woken up. Please tell them you're not hurt..." Kristine bent down and quickly recounted what just happened in Hechi's ear. Again.
Unexpectedly, the Easterner froze in place without saying a word.
"He, what's wrong with you?" Kristen couldn't help but pull Hechi's arm, but he didn't respond.
"Players have started the third stage of the dungeon, please listen to the briefing." The system's voice rang in my ears.
[Copy: Rose on the Somme, mission objective: Hold on to Rose Manor before July 14th and prevent the Germans from completely occupying it. Reward: 2 gold coins. Note: The main mission has the highest priority. Once the main mission fails, all subsidiary rewards will be cancelled. 】
(End of this chapter)