Battle of the Third Reich

Xu Jun walked gently towards the soldiers.

A soldier who was sitting against the wall writing a letter felt that someone was approaching, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Jun. The soldier was startled, and he quickly put his hand into his clothes, jumped up, and shouted.

"stand up!"

This sound was particularly loud on a silent night, which not only frightened the German soldiers present, but also awakened a lot of people who were sleeping in the nearby trenches. The "gurgle" sound of pulling the bolt.

Xu Jun regretted that he didn't have time to stop the soldier's reaction, which resulted in the current commotion. He stood there a bit awkwardly, a little wondering what to do.

A young lieutenant on duty ran over, and he was startled when he saw Xu Jun. The second lieutenant was speechless nervously and had to work hard to stand upright like a javelin.

Xu Jun finally freed himself from embarrassment. He smiled and said to the second lieutenant: "Relax, second lieutenant, I just came out to breathe. You now order others to continue to rest, don't care about my existence. Do you understand?"

The second lieutenant hurriedly replied: "Observe the order, general! Do you not need me to accompany you to inspect the position?"

"No, I just want to see it casually. I think it's good here. I'm here to chat with these soldiers. Go and execute my commands."

Xu Jun raised his hand and saluted. The second lieutenant quickly returned the salute, turned around and drove the soldiers who were standing there back to their place, yelling in his mouth: "Don't watch, don't watch! The general ordered you to sleep. Please don't hurry I lie back to your original place, hurry up! It’s you again, Tersiler! It’s not enough to fine you for cutting a week’s potatoes in the kitchen, right! Don’t lie down honestly for me, otherwise I will let you spend the rest of your life Go to cut potatoes. Don’t ask me what happened, continue to sleep with you. And you, let me put the gun down..." The lieutenant's voice gradually went away. There was peace again around.

Xu Jun found an empty grenades tin packing box at the corner of the trench. He took the metal box and walked to the fire, and the soldiers watching him blankly made a vacancy for him. Xu Jun sat on the metal suitcase and waved to the straight soldiers standing beside him, and said with a smile: "Sit down, don't be constrained, I just want to chat with everyone casually." The soldiers were at a loss. Looked at each other and immediately sat next to Xu Jun.

Everyone looked at Xu Jun respectfully, his eyes full of admiration and awe. But Xu Jun felt uncomfortable seeing everyone watching him like this. He quickly smiled and said: "Everyone relax, let's just talk casually, don't say anything, aren't you listening to this sergeant telling stories?"

Xu Jun looked at the old sergeant. "Hey? Why didn't you say that. What are you talking about? Go ahead, I want to hear it."

The old sergeant stood up quickly: "Report to the general..."

"Stop, stop, don't be so restrained. Now I order you all to give me a little bit of freedom. There are no generals and no superiors here, only comrades and friends in a trench. I said, who will give me something like this Restrained, I will send him to accompany the Tircil to cut potatoes for a month."

The soldiers laughed when they heard it, and the atmosphere was relaxed. Only the old sergeant was standing and scratching his head there, neither standing nor sitting, not knowing what to do. The soldiers burst into laughter as he looked at his embarrassment.

"Hush! Lighter, lighter, you woke up the British people on the opposite side!" Xu Jun pretended to the soldiers with a very nervous expression. As a result, the soldiers provoked laughter again.

"Okay, okay, no more, it will wake everyone else up again." Xu Jun smiled and waved his hands to the soldiers. The soldiers immediately covered their mouths, but there were still people who couldn't help but choke a smirk.

Xu Jun then said to the old sergeant, "Okay, please sit down and tell me what you are talking about? Let them listen so enthralled. Oh, I haven't asked your name yet. "

The old sergeant hurriedly replied: "My name is Sterling Sackwell, Lord von Stadt. You can call me old Sark, everyone calls me this way."

"Don’t call me General, old Sark, I remember I said that there are no generals and superiors here, only comrades and friends in a trench. Don’t call me von Steide. You know we are all German Warrior. I once issued an order in the name of the Third Regardless of the Minister, everyone should call my name, Reinhardt. This proves that I am equal to everyone. Comrades. No one of the officers called me Feng Shi. General Ted calls me General Reinhardt. So you should call me Reinhardt because we are friends now." Xu Jun smiled at the old sergeant, oh, now he should be called old Sark .

"That Jack really issued such a ridiculous order, but then he just wanted to create his approachable image, that guy is really a hypocrite." Xu Jun cursed Jack secretly in his mind.

Old Sark hardly believes his ears? An officer, a senior officer, a general, the irrespective minister of the empire, the deputy head of the Nazi Party, this big man sitting high in the clouds, even allowed himself a little sergeant to call his name directly, and also called himself as friend. Old Sark was so excited that he couldn't control himself, his blood pressure rose, his face flushed red, and he was stuttered and speechless.

The strict and rigid character of the Germans created their absolute obedience and fear of authority. They were of a strict hierarchy and never allowed anything to happen. Since Xu Jun has inherited all of Jack's memories, of course he knows this hierarchy very well. But Xu Jun is still a Chinese in his heart. The influence of the ancient Chinese culture from his childhood made the traditional morals of the Chinese deeply ingrained in his mind. So he was a little bit accustomed to Germany's current hierarchical system with feudal branding. He always feels that he is approachable, respects the old and respects the virtue, has clear rewards and punishments, and is strict with self-discipline.

Xu Jun looked at the excited old Sark and asked strangely: "Old Sack, you talk, haven't you said what you were talking about?"

"He was telling us before that he was fighting here in 1917." A soldier on the side told Xu Jun.

"Oh, old Sark, have you been here before?"

"It was a long time ago, will... Lai... sir." Old Sark finally recovered a bit, originally he wanted to call General Xu Jun but remembered Xu Jun's order, but really called him directly He really didn't dare to call Xu Jun's name, so he gave him a gentleman's name.

Xu Jun didn't pay attention to what he called himself. What he was interested in now was that history. Although I have read through the historical documents, I can never compare it with a veteran who participated in that war. Xu Jun's interest was raised.

"Then did you participate in the Battle of the Marne? There are also the battles of Ypres and Atos. Did you participate in the battle of Verdun, and what about the Somme?"

Xu Jun and Old Sark began to talk lively about the **** World War I battle. And the vivid story of old Sark also made other soldiers gradually let go of the awe of Xu Jun, and began to ask questions and comments on the side. They exclaimed sometimes for the brutality of the battle, and sometimes mourned for the sacrifice of a large number of heroic soldiers at that time. Sometimes he was amused by some anecdotes on the battlefield at that time.

"German soldiers are really simple soldiers. I hope I can lead them to victory instead of extinction." Xu Jun looked at the young faces and sighed secretly.

It was already late at night, and Xu Jun interrupted the conversation with the old Sark. After all, there was still fighting tomorrow, and the soldiers needed a good rest. You can’t affect everyone’s sleep because of yourself. Although other soldiers still wanted to continue listening, they all lay down and fell asleep under Xu Jun's order.

Xu Jun looked at the black position opposite the British army. Now those British must be licking the wound in that darkness. Xu Jun was not prepared to return to the headquarters, he sat next to the soldiers next to the trench by the trench, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Hans stepped out of the dark Yin shadow beside him. He sighed slightly, shook his head, and crouched down to gently cover a military blanket on Xu Jun's body. Hans stared at Xu Jun's sleep-like face for a while, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then Hans stood up, stretched his arms, and turned and walked back into the darkness when he came.

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