The night disperses, and the sun quietly peeks out.
This is hell!
Looking around, bodies are strewn everywhere, limbs scattered about. Fires still burning in a few places...
The 19th Welsh Infantry Regiment has been destroyed!
Just like the Prince of Soubise's regiment, they were annihilated by just two men!
"Casualty report... One hundred and ninety-three killed, no survivors... Repeat, no survivors, one hundred and ninety-three killed..."
It's a terrifying number.
Under the attack of the Type B tanks, the Welsh regiment armed only with rifles can only face the fate of slaughter!
"Tanks intel report... Shell count: 0; Machine gun bullets count: 60 rounds... Unable to continue providing support, unable to continue providing support... Tanks withdrawing from the battlefield in five minutes..."
Wang Weiya wiped the machine gun: "Xiao Ling, why can the tanks withdraw, but I can't?"
"You are a walker..." Xiao Ling's answer may not even satisfy herself: "Tanks carry self-destruct and stealth devices, not easily detected by the enemy... Tanks withdrawing from the battlefield in four minutes and thirty seconds..."
Wang Weiya knew there must be some problem with this, but Xiao Ling would never tell him.
With no tank support, does it mean he has to rely on himself now? Wang Weiya shook his head with a bitter smile. These three tanks had created two miracles for him, but now he was about to lose the source of these miracles.
Is there any way?
Just as he was about to leave, Wang Weiya noticed a German flag nearby, picked it up casually, and then jumped out of the tank.
Guo Yunfeng was carefully checking if there were any survivors left on the battlefield. He performed exceptionally in this battle, killing about twenty to thirty enemies.
Wang Weiya had always been in the tank, while Guo Yunfeng had always been on the front lines of the battlefield. The survivors of the 19th Welsh Infantry Regiment would never forget this dreadful day, nor this dreadful Chinese man. So they gave him a nickname:
"The Executioner of the Somme!"
An old British flag hung listlessly on the flagpole. Wang Weiya looked up and then lowered the British flag, slowly raising the black, white, and red tricolor flag of the German Empire!
As this flag slowly rose and fluttered in the wind, Wang Weiya's heart suddenly swelled with pride.
To make this flag fly in the enemy's heartland, the creators of this miracle were two Chinese people!
"Tanks withdrawing... Walker, good luck!"
The three Type B tanks, which had helped Wang Weiya countless times, began to withdraw, but that was no longer important.
Survive, just have to survive!
No matter how difficult it is, you have to survive, just for one dream:
Go home!
When the three Type B tanks disappeared completely, a reconnaissance plane suddenly appeared over the battlefield.
Driving this reconnaissance plane was Lieutenant Manfred Albrecht Freiherr von Richthofen, the famed "Red Baron" of the Royal German Air Force!
If he could meet Wang Weiya on the ground now, Wang Weiya would surely know that he would soon have a resounding nickname, feared by all British airmen:
Red Baron!
This great aerial knight, a hero of an era, representing the dreams and aspirations of an entire era!
The lieutenant, who had just been transferred to the 2nd hunting squadron of the German Air Force, had not yet had the opportunity to fly his Fokker Dr.I fighter when he received a special order:
Fly a reconnaissance plane again to see what happened to the 19th Welsh Infantry Regiment!
This was a dangerous mission, and he could be shot down at any time, but the brave and daring Lieutenant von Richthofen was not afraid at all.
The first sight that met his eyes was simply unbelievable, which made him deliberately lower the altitude of the aircraft to a very dangerous position just to see clearly:
God, that's a huge German flag!
A German flag flying in the sky above this terrible hell!
What happened here next was even more astounding!
What is this! What happened here!
Bodies, fires, blood!
The German flag was flying in the sky over this dreadful hell! Could it be? Could it be that the Welsh regiment was done for?
Before takeoff, von Richthofen had heard some rumors, that a bold German infantry lieutenant, with a Chinese laborer captive and a captured tank, wiped out the Prince of Soubise's regiment and was preparing to attack the Welsh regiment.
Von Richthofen, born into an aristocratic family, did not believe in such rumors at all.
Unless it was a mythic knight appearing!
However, now Lieutenant Manfred Albrecht Freiherr von Richthofen had to start believing in this "legend".
What kind of people are down there, von Richthofen even had the impulse to jump out of the plane and see for himself what kind of people could create such a miracle!
The reconnaissance plane circled low over and over again, which also caught Wang Weiya's attention. He recognized it as a German plane, but he never expected the person on the plane to be the renowned "Red Baron"!
The reconnaissance plane will report everything back, but he himself won't know what attitude the German staff headquarters will take.
Looking at everything burning on the ground, the shock in von Richthofen's heart was indescribable. Although he couldn't see very clearly, he could guess what had happened here just now.
The German flag fluttered in the wind, von Richthofen raised his hand, saluting the German flag, saluting the German flag that had created such a glorious and unbelievable miracle here.
Long live, Deutschland! Long live, German heroes!
This news must be brought back, and everyone must know what happened here! Everyone must know about this miracle here!
If possible, he will fly his fighter here again.
The ground can't support them, but in the air, he has the courage to give those British a harsh lesson!
The plane pulled up and left the battlefield, and the news here would spread quickly on the battlefield.
But now what Wang Weiya is thinking about is not this, but what to do next? Without tank support, he cannot create a third miracle.
Two men, two rifles, where can they continue to fight now?
The fire is still burning there, seemingly paying tribute to the two heroes.