The French battalion commander held a machine gun and drove loudly towards his subordinates. He was stepping on a bloody corpse under his feet. Now, his subordinates have lost dozens of people. .

However, there is no choice but to rush forward! Only by rushing forward without fear of death can you have a way out!

At the same time, he also knew that the real threat had not arrived yet, and the opponent's machine gun had not fired. He must have waited until his side approached before firing. The opponent's firepower was quite dense, and perhaps his entire battalion would fall in front of the machine gun position.

But, there is no choice!

He had been on the battlefield of Verdun, so all this seemed to be natural for him. He aimed the machine gun at his back, and as long as anyone of them dared to retreat, they would shoot immediately!

Those who run slowly must be careful!

In this case, his subordinates were the fastest to run. After stepping on several landmines one after another, they had already crossed the minefield! They even passed by the grape rack with hostages, and were probably less than 200 meters away from the German machine gun position, or even about 100 meters.

If you rush forward, rush forward in one go, as long as the first person rushes in, there is hope. Even if his troops are killed in battle, it will be worth it to provide opportunities to those behind.

At this time, his heart was as hard as steel.

But at this moment, a flying bullet accurately hit his chest. Under the impact of the bullet, he fell backwards, and blood was gushing out of his chest, and the other party accurately hit his heart.

"The battalion commander is dead!" a soldier shouted.

When they heard this sound, everyone turned back in an instant. When they saw the battalion commander falling down, they immediately let out a long breath.

It's great to be alive!

The battalion commander died, and there were no one who forced them to rush forward. Now, they finally didn't have to die anymore. Just now, they were already scared and had to go forward with a tough bullet.

But, can you retreat immediately?

After all, behind them, there are also supervisors. If they retreat like this, they will be shot and killed by supervisors!

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshes..." At this moment, a sound similar to a chainsaw came suddenly from the German position in front. It was the sound of the German mg34 light machine gun shooting!

With the sound, the French soldiers in front of them fell down in an instant.

The one behind, no longer hesitate, run back quickly!

"Brave soldiers, rush forward!" A voice shouted in the supervision team here.

"Fuck, I'm rushing up to die. I think we're stupid?"

"Dadada." Then, in the supervision team here, machine guns sounded, and the few people running back fell to the ground. They died with their eyes open. They did not die under the German guns, but died at the hands of their own people!

The French soldiers in the middle were in a dilemma. Some soldiers threw away their guns, sat on the ground, and cried loudly, but then they were swept by the machine gun bullets.

Under the machine gun of the supervising team, they had no choice but to move forward, and they had to return to the battlefield.

"Go and lie next to you." A French soldier with blood on his face pushed hard at the soldier who was pretending to be dead on his body.

He had been lying here for twenty minutes. Just as the mine exploded in front of him, he fell down and kept lying. As a result, another pretender was dead and lay on him, which made him very upset.

Is this land so good? It happens to be a canal, and the bullets on both sides cannot be fired. Wouldn't you stay away from me?

Those who can pretend to be dead are all old fry.

However, after all, there are a few people who pretend to be dead, and most of them are really dead. When the flying bullet hits the **, life will quickly disappear, and the *** will turn into a cold corpse.

Some were shot by Germany, and some were shot by the supervising team, and the military law was ruthless.

"General, we can't let the soldiers rush anymore. Our people are almost gone." Pierre, the commander of the reserve infantry division, shouted to Dallang behind the machine gun position.

The machine guns on the front line were loud, and there were those on this side and those on the other side. The French infantrymen who were trapped in the middle of the machine gun were simply desperate.

The commander couldn't help but pleaded with Darlang.

This is not what we did at all. After the war, we had already summarized it. The unstoppable infantry charged at machine guns, which was no different from seeking death. The British and French coalition forces had one day killed tens of thousands of people in battle, which was the result of charging at machine guns.

Darlang's eyes were still firm: "No, we must wait. They are airborne troops and cannot carry much supplies."

Darlang's words made the infantry division commander Pierre fall into an ice cave as if he had fallen into an ice cave. This damn guy actually wanted to use his soldier's life to consume the opponent's bullets!

"No, general, you cannot do this!" He shouted loudly: "The lives of every warrior of ours are precious, and you must not do such meaningless things! You are making the most serious mistake!"

"No, their sacrifices make sense. In that manor, there are thousands of tons of gold, which is related to the fate of our France. They sacrificed for the future of our France!"

Darlang was also anxious. Now, if it was useless to even arrange a supervisory team, he no longer knew how to do it. After all, he was born in the navy and was not quite skilled in fighting on land.

"General, I know there is gold inside, but it's meaningless to do this now," Pierre said. "We need to wait until the other two divisions come over. They have a certain number of tanks. We need to use tanks to hit the front stand. We also need to launch an attack at night so that we can fight."

If it is impossible to conquer during the day, then at night, it is best to use tanks to deal with machine gun positions. These are the basic methods of the army's command of operations.

Wait until the night? There are still several hours left, and now Darlang doesn't want to delay at all. There are so many dreams in the night.

"Report, the general, some soldiers, have started fighting with our supervisory team!" a lower-ranking official reported.

Suddenly, Darlang was stunned.

There are fierce German machine guns in front and there are our own supervisors behind. At this time, what should the French soldiers sandwiched in the middle do?

If they want to survive, in addition to pretending to be dead, they can also attack the supervisor team. After all, there are few people in the supervisor team!

Although machine guns are powerful, as long as one has accurate marksmanship, they can run back if they kill the machine gunner!

"It really makes me sick!" Pierre pulled out his pistol and said, "I'll go and see."
Chapter completed!