Iron Cross Fire

That night, each army selected a certain number of high-quality soldiers to form a death squad.

Among them, the death squads in the south were the largest, with at least a thousand people.

According to Kuster's budget, after these people sneak into enemy territory, they will be broken into pieces and dispersed to establish strongholds in various places to fight.

After everything was ready, Kuster walked out of the headquarters and came to the front line to express condolences to the officers and soldiers.

Not long ago, he was stationed with the army in the Fougères area on the southern front, so naturally the people he visited were also the German troops on the southern front.

His officers were in charge of other fronts, so there was no need to worry.

He looked at the fortresses made of steel on the shore, with various styles of cannons mounted on them. Impregnable can no longer be used to describe it. It is simply the German version of the Maginot Line, which is difficult to capture.

The same is true for the French defense on the other side, even worse. Long periods of repair and preparation made their forts stronger than those of the Germans. If the German fortress is Maginot, these French fortresses are islands hanging in the sky, and no one on the ground can hope to cross them.

"But even if this city really hangs in the sky, I will knock it down."

This is what Wallenstein, a famous general in Europe's Thirty Years' War, said, and Custer reiterates it here.

The German artillery fired as usual, and there was never a moment of peace on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

However, they did not blow up as fast as the people on the other side could repair. Whenever a breach was blown in the fort, the French would always try their best to plug it with new steel, soil, branches, and even the corpses of their compatriots.

However, this also seriously affected their vigilance. They only had to build the fortress and had no time to see if the Germans were coming.

"Marshal, there is a bridge here, but it is blocked. I suggest crossing the river to attack them and blow up the searchlights. Maybe they won't be able to see them."

An officer next to Kuster said to him. The officer seems to pay great attention to observing the terrain and must be an excellent leader who can blend in with the soldiers.

I accidentally saw the officer's armband, it was a colonel.

"Okay, it's up to you. Let the artillery fire." Kuster looked at the other side with the telescope, put it down and nodded slowly. I kept thinking about something in my mind.

Just as the colonel was about to leave, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him:

"Attention! Don't let the French notice it. The bombing firepower will be smaller at first, with several cannons firing one after another, and then slowly increasing until dozens of cannons fire at once."

"Yes! Marshal!"

Looking at the colonel's retreating back, Kuster continued to look at the other side with his telescope. But his mind was not on reconnaissance at all. He felt that it would be easy to send the army out, especially since they were all a group of experienced soldiers.

It didn't take long for the experienced French to notice that the German fire bombing suddenly became a little stronger.

Although their artillery fire has never been interrupted, most of the time there is only one cannon firing, and even such a cannon needs to be fired every few minutes.

Now the Germans suddenly had about seven artillery pieces firing one after another, and explosions were heard continuously on the position. It was obviously much stronger than before.

But no one cared about it, because the Germans used to bombard them with high-intensity firepower every day, but they were not bombed. The French army was still a little uncomfortable with it.

But what's strange is that under artillery fire, the French usually build fortresses, but now they don't need to move at all, because the Germans are bombing their observation buildings. It doesn't matter if this kind of thing explodes, not to mention that these big guys don't know how to repair electronic products.

The colonel just now came to Kuster again, saluted briefly and said:

"Those French people must have relaxed their vigilance, and the lights have been removed one by one. My marshal, follow your orders."

"Okay, give me the order to start crossing the river and cut down all the surrounding trees."

Kuster's tone was very decisive, and he seemed determined to win.

"We cut it all down as early as the morning, enough for us to build a pontoon bridge."

The colonel's precautions were really eye-opening to him. He complimented him casually and asked him to get down to business quickly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly!"

Kuster handed him the special order for the operation. The colonel was about to leave, but he was called back as soon as he took a step.

"Wait! How long will it take to build the pontoon?"

"If artillery is allowed to pass, it will take a few days; if only people are allowed to pass, ten minutes is enough."

After hearing Kuster's question, the colonel answered patiently.

"Well..." Kuster hesitated, obviously lacking determination.

But in the end, on the battlefield with increasingly fierce artillery fire, the order was given:

"Go, let the people inside who can swim pull out and swim over. Let them occupy the other side, and then start building the pontoon bridge."

"yes!"

The colonel took the order and turned away, leaving Kuster alone in the trench.

Suddenly, the firepower coming from the rear increased by several levels. The experienced Kuster judged that at least fifty artillery pieces were firing. After being shocked, he secretly cursed:

"Which bastard is so extravagant? If he fights like this, he will probably shoot off tens of thousands of shells that night!"

He called another officer and asked him to figure out what was going on behind the scenes.

But as soon as the officer left, Custer didn't see him again that night.

Seeing no one responded, Kuster had no choice but to prop himself up in front of the wooden stake so that he could see more clearly.

He saw many small dots hidden in the dark around him. If he guessed correctly, they should be the death squads.

About a dozen members of the death squad ran to the river in the dark, and then handed over all the extra things to their comrades behind them. They even took off their clothes, stood naked on the shore, and jumped into the water with only a gun.

Those who were still on the shore waited anxiously, looking forward to their comrades who had already dived into the water.

Kust pulled a messenger and told him to increase the firepower. Even though he had long felt that the artillery fire was excessive.

This time, the artillery was given permission to use 20 more guns.

You can imagine how terrifying it is to have 70 guns firing shells continuously, knowing that his army only has 200 guns.

Soldiers on both sides can clearly feel the bombing and its fierceness, which is unprecedented.

They quickly realized that the war had broken out and quickly gathered to prepare for battle.

However, the way of assembly was quite special. Because the superiors did not give clear instructions, the Germans thought it was just a bombing, and only a few people came.

The French were quite brave. Their officers ordered to assemble. At first, the noise was very loud, but it was gradually drowned out by the sound of artillery fire.

More and more French people were in the fortress in the telescope. Custer ordered the artillery again:

"Descend the altitude and attack their fortress. Send in five more heavy artillery, and all the fortress artillery will fire!"

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