If the defeat of the Soberk Prince Camp and the Wales Regiment relied on the assistance of Tank, then at this moment it is entirely dependent on the personal strength of Alex and Halal Farmer.
Two ghost-like people, with two ghastly rifles, killed about 20 British troops.
What a terrible thing is this? These woods have become a nightmare for the British!
Montgomery was badly injured in the attack, but he promptly issued an order to save him and his companions after a few rounds of suppression fire.
Retreat!
For the current situation, the tactical retreat is the most suitable choice.
Despite the strength of a patrol squad, it was defeated by a handful of "Germans". The deaths and injuries were heavy. This is a battle that was thrown away by the British as the British army is not familiar with such type of guerrilla warfare, it was even completely strange for them.
Retreat is a sensible way to retain the greatest power and reduce death.
Bernard Law Montgomery, in 1907, the "poor peasant" in the eyes of everyone, miraculously admitted to the Sandhurst Royal Military Academy. After graduating in December 1908, he joined the Royal Warwickshire Regiment in India as a Lieutenant.
After the outbreak of the World War, Montgomery entered the French battle.
When chasing two German soldiers in 1916, Montgomery was unfortunately seriously injured. And there was no record of spectacular performance in the First World War.
Montgomery is not a good soldier, and even the word "qualified" can't be said as a proper description.
But this does not mean that he will not do anything on the battlefield in the future.
After all, there is no way to equalize the difference and achievements between soldiers and generals…
Alex couldn't think of Montgomery actually appearing here, otherwise, he might aim for Montgomery's life at all costs.
After the loss of their Lieutenant, the British army, who suffered heavy casualties, left the forest under the command of the next highest-ranking commander Sgt. Montgomery and escaped from the terrible woods.
"The demon hunter in the woods", Alex now had such a nickname in the British army.
Despite the successful repelling of the British's pursuit, Alex's situation is still far from the likable scenario. There are still enemies everywhere, and they are still stuck in a dead-end.
He once again joined together with Halal Farmer.
Both of them looked exhausted, and the long-term high-intensity battles caused them to consume a lot of physical strength. The food they have left had long been consumed.
Alex suddenly found himself thinking about something as he ranted and ranted to himself.
When he defeated the Welsh group, he did not find a way to collect even a bit of food and water!
It's too late to think of it now…
"Beansprout, do you have anything to eat?" Although he said something impossible, Alex still asked.
Halal Farmer shook his head and climbed over to a corpse not far from the front. After a while, in addition to bringing back a bunch of bullets and a few Mills grenades, he did not find anything to eat.
Hungry and almost delirious, Alex sighed. No amount of enemies are terrible for him, yet the damn hunger can't really be defeated.
Is this final outcome for me?..... starving to death?
"Lieutenant, until when are we going to stay here?" asked Halal Farmer, who was also tortured by hunger.
"I don't know." Alex would like to open a connection with Asuka, but thought otherwise. Who knows what kind of answer the ventilated computer will give…
It is now 12 noon on September 21, 1916…
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It is now 12 noon on September 21, 1916!
The Germans began to assemble!
The heavy artillery opened its bloody mouth as it waited for the shells that had been shaken by the earth in its wake.
A large number of German soldiers who have lined in the assembly have long waited for enough and have been eager to enter the battle immediately.
"The Creator of the Somme miracle" – the legendary story of Lieutenant Wernst Gustav has spread throughout the entire German army in the shortest possible time!
Miracle, no other addition to the word "miracle", German soldiers can no longer come up with any vocabulary greater than can be described.
God creates miracles!
Two people have defeated a battalion and a regiment of British, what is more, shocking than this?
This is the pride of the Germans, this is the glory of Germany!
Since Lieutenant Wernst Gustav can do it, other Germans can also do the same! At this moment, the confidence and morale of all German officers and men have reached an unparalleled level!
Attack, attack! Go along with the great pace of Lieutenant Wernst Gustav! Go and destroy each and every single enemy you see!
Attack, attack! For the Lieutenant, for the Great German Empire!
Everything for Germany, everything for Wernst Gustav!
Now, this slogan has become popular among the Germans soldiers, everything for Wernst!
The German officers and men are convinced that Lieutenant Wernst is still alive!
Indeed, they are all boosted with unparalleled confidence that they never believe that there is any power to defeat Lieutenant Wernst, they are all excited to see the creator of this miracle with their own eyes!
It is now 12:15 pm.
General Garwitz looked at the time and his expression was stern.
"General! General Von Belo's First army is ready!" Colonel Rolle said as he put down the receiver in his hands." General Von Belo also expressed his deepest respect for Lieutenant Wernst Gustav of the Second Army, and that Germany will win! "
General Garwitz nodded as he queried. "How is the morale of the soldiers?"
"I have never seen such a strong desire to fight in all my life, sir!" Colonel Roll couldn't help but admire: "There is a saying in the army, 'Everything for Wernst'!"
General Garwitz apparently suffered some kind of shock.
In just a few days, the name of Wernst Gustav has spread throughout the German army.
Everything for Germany, everything for Wernst!
General Garwitz did not doubt the correctness of his decision to launch the counterattack in advance.
Now, German morale has reached its peak...
Everything for Wernst!
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Time passed by, the atmosphere in the staff was so suffocating, the pressure is high, everyone's eyes were watching General Garwitz, and everyone was waiting for the final command of General Garwitz!
This will be a day to be remembered! This day is to be bound and forever engraved in the annals of history! A sword day!
"General, it is the time!"
When he heard the words of Colonel Rolle, General Garwitz adjusted his hat as he made his decision..
"I order! All forces... In the name of Wernst Gustav... ATTACK!!"
In the name of Wernst Gustav – attack!