Here's the translation in English:
"Tanks—Charge!"
The three Panzer I B tanks became nightmares for the British on the battlefield!
Their unstoppable advance made it impossible for the British to resist. Even heavy machine gun fire against their armor couldn't inflict substantial damage.
The six machine guns roared continuously, spraying bullets in strings at the enemy. The result was carnage, with bodies strewn everywhere, as countless British soldiers met their unfortunate end.
And following behind the tanks, two individuals wielded guns that seemed to spit fire, playing the most brutal melody of the battlefield:
Wang Weiya—Guo Yunfeng!
Suddenly, one tank came to a halt, its 20mm KwK 30 light anti-tank gun revealing its formidable firepower capable of swallowing countless lives.
Its target: the British heavy machine gun emplacement!
With hardly any pause, a shell was fired, tracing a near-perfect trajectory in the air before accurately landing on the heavy machine gun emplacement...
"Boom—" A single shot instantly obliterated the heavy machine gun emplacement!
Oh God! Major John's heart cried out in despair. What kind of tank was this! Before them, any resistance was futile!
At this moment, Wang Weiya took out a wireless radio handset and began communication with Xiao Ling: "Hey, Xiao Ling, help me connect to any available channel."
"Understood, but I can't guarantee where it will connect to, it could be the British or the French..."
...
German Second Army Headquarters, Somme River.
"General, our artillery has destroyed this area," Colonel Röhr pointed to the map and said, "but we're currently unable to organize forces to reclaim it."
General Galvitz's expression was grim. Despite the brave fighting of the German soldiers against wave after wave of attacks from the British and French coalition forces, casualties were significant. Especially after the British introduced new weapons like tanks, they had a certain impact on the battlefield.
In such a situation, General Galvitz decided on a temporary retreat, covering it with artillery fire to block the advance of the British, and then reorganizing forces for a counterattack!
Artillery successfully halted the British, but gathering new forces and sufficient artillery superiority would take about three days for General Galvitz.
"General, something strange has happened." A staff member hurriedly walked in, "A reconnaissance plane returning reported that there is heavy fighting taking place at Prince Sobek's camp."
"Prince Sobek's camp?" General Galvitz was taken aback, and Colonel Röhr immediately pointed out the location of the camp on the map to the general.
General Galvitz found it strange. "Why is there fighting there? Which of our units is there?"
"None, General!" Colonel Röhr affirmed, "It's under British control, and all our frontline units have been withdrawn."
It was indeed very strange...
"General, you have to come and listen to this call!" Another staff member's words interrupted the general's train of thought. The general was already pondering the matter of Prince Sobek's camp, apparently in no mood:
"Tell him I'm busy."
"General, I still suggest you come and listen." The staff member insisted, "This call is very strange."
General Galvitz hesitated, then went to the phone and picked it up. Before he could speak, a hurried and rough voice came from the other end:
"Damn it, where are you!"
There was clearly intense gunfire on the phone, catching the attention of General Galvitz. "I am Galvitz!"
"Gal? Gal what Gal? Damn it, state your rank."
"Second Army, Lieutenant General Carlos Eltrep von Galvitz!"
"General... General... are you really a general?"
"Yes, I am Lieutenant General Galvitz, this is the headquarters of the German Second Army. Please state your rank!"
"Reporting to General, I am Second Lieutenant Ernst Blum, Company Commander of the Bavarian 16th Infantry Regiment's Reinforcement Company."
"Blum? Lieutenant Blum?" General Galvitz frowned.
"General, I apologize for the offense just now. I connected to a British call, and thought I was speaking to the British, but unexpectedly, it connected here."
General Galvitz was too preoccupied to wonder why a British call would connect to his headquarters: "Lieutenant, where are you now?"
"I don't know, General. I'm currently launching an attack on Prince Sobek's camp!"
The voice on the phone was loud, instantly quieting the entire headquarters. Everyone almost thought they had misheard.
General Galvitz himself doubted whether the other party was an enemy spy trying to deceive him: "Lieutenant, didn't you receive the order to retreat? How many troops do you have at your disposal?"
"General, I did receive the retreat order..."
There was a "boom" explosion on the phone, followed by silence. General Galvitz's heart tightened, but fortunately, a few seconds later, Lieutenant Blum's voice came again:
"Damn artillery... General, I received the retreat order, but I'm blocked by our own artillery... I have to shoot the messenger... Ah, you asked how many men I have? Only two, me and a Chinese laborer who surrendered from the British... Ah, I also captured a British tank, and the British tank crew surrendered and pledged allegiance to me..."
The headquarters fell into complete silence, with everyone wearing expressions of disbelief.
Two people? Just two people? Two people were attacking the British Prince Sobek's camp?
My God, are they insane?
General Galvitz doubted the authenticity of this intelligence:
"We—are—attacking!!"