Iron Cross Fire
Chapter 118
After Nelson arrived in the west, he must have wondered why he had not received the order to attack.
But it didn't matter anymore, the order to turn east had been given and could not be changed.
Kuster had already thought deeply about it. He already highly praised the attack to the east, but he became more determined after encountering Nelson's obstruction.
"How's it going? Is everything ready?" Kuster asked the officer beside him.
"Everything has been done, and I will guarantee with my life that no one in the army will pass any information to General Nelson."
"That's good." Kuster nodded. He was more worried about internal troubles than external troubles.
He walked out of the tent. The sky was exceptionally clear, but Kuster didn't like it.
What he likes is extremely bad and harsh climate, and he is fully capable of mobilizing troops reasonably and ensuring his control under such conditions.
In the past two years, he has almost always defeated his opponents in this way. In the morning, it is just a regular attack, or even a defensive position without attacking; waiting until nightfall is a good time to break through.
The four divisions that were surrounded not long ago also had a head-on confrontation with the French army in broad daylight, and were brutally surrounded. They are still trapped in the pit and cannot get out.
But there is nothing we can do today. The French army launched an attack three hours ago, and now the offensive has weakened a lot. If no action is taken, the French army will stop the attack and transfer effective forces.
Kuster asked his seven divisions to attack from the southeast, and then cooperated with friendly forces on the eastern front to divide and encircle them. If the French army intends to retreat during this period, the Eastern Front Army will launch a delayed attack to immobilize them.
Unlike other countries, most of France is covered with spacious plains, and its infrastructure is much better than that of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and the Turkish Caucasus. The army followed the main road and traveled more than ten kilometers without much effort.
Kuster got into the car, and then the car started and drove slowly east. They are going to move their headquarters south.
"Excuse me, sir, do you know the way?" He asked casually, looking both ways.
"Although it is very inappropriate, I still think you are talking nonsense - yes! As an Aquitaine, I don't know the roads here?" the driver said angrily, turning his head with an obviously French face.
But this was intentional by Kuster, and he should know what was going on. But it could also be a random taxi driver.
"Then do you know where these roads lead?" Kuster pointed back and forth, and the driver's eyes followed the direction of the fingertips.
I saw many forks on the straight road, as well as several small rapids. There were patches of green grass between the road and the river, showing full of vitality, but I don't know how many people died here.
"I suggest you stay focused. No matter how you go, those roads will eventually return to the main road. Just like your mouth, no matter how you say it, you only understand one point." The driver's tone was very impatient, as if he would be irritated if he said anything more. He was a man of few words, even though his customer was a marshal.
Hearing him insulting himself in this way, Kuster didn't mind anything. He just shrugged and said nothing more.
He was quiet, but the driver took the initiative and said:
"Look, that's my hometown, isn't it beautiful?" His tone was full of pride, but then his voice became smaller and smaller, and he said very sadly:
"It's a pity that the war used it as an anvil to beat it back and forth, and it is already full of hammer marks; but God still poured a basin of water on it, making it rusty, and it is impossible to see the beauty it once had."
Finally, he said humbly and sincerely:
"I was also forced to be involved in it, and ended up being alone all my life and having to struggle for a living. When did I look forward to the end of the war like this!"
He seemed to be complaining, but also begging, telling all his difficulties without any reservation.
Kuster looked at the place he was talking about, and it turned into a ruins. Women and children with sallow faces and skinny bodies, and the corpses of old people everywhere formed a despair.
But the fence outside the village is still intact, and the grass is more lush than before. The outside of the village and the inside are like two completely different doors, one facing heaven and the other facing hell. There is almost no distance between the two doors. I really can't believe why the scenes in the world can be so contradictory.
When Kuster saw this, his face was very solemn, and he looked as sad as the driver.
But in fact, he was ecstatic because he saw with his own eyes what the living conditions were like in rural France.
He believed that before long, the vast majority of extremely war-weary citizens would take up arms and start a civil war on their own, and France would be completely paralyzed without them having to take any action.
As for whether his conscience hurts, he has long since lost it. Since he was promoted to lieutenant general, his soul has been coated with a layer of hard steel.
"That's a pity. I feel extremely sad about this. It's a pity that I don't have the right to decide whether to go to war." Kuster agreed, looking extremely sad, but who knows what he is thinking in his heart.
The two stopped communicating, and Kuster also settled down to think about the problems in his mind, and before he knew it, he was at the right place.
As soon as the car braked, Kuster fell forward uncontrollably. He quickly used his hands to stabilize his body and heard him exclaim:
"So fast! How far did you run?"
"Sir, it's been two hours. If you're not tired, I'm still tired." The driver next to him answered. There were several cars following behind the car, probably to protect Kuster.
Several fully armed men got out of the car, one of them came straight to the window with a submachine gun in his hand, opened the door, and made a "please" gesture to the confused Kuster.
Kuster quickly reacted, thanked him a few times, and then walked out of the car.
"Marshal, look, over there is our newly built position."
He looked closely and saw that it was indeed a position with the German flag flying above it.
"Great! I didn't expect them to be so fast. I will move the new headquarters there."
He then walked there, followed by several elite soldiers behind him.
When they arrived at the place, the soldiers in the position couldn't believe that the person in front of them was their marshal-Kuster.
But the authority was above them, and they had to give up meaningless speculations without seeing any clues. In the end, they had to believe that their marshal had really arrived at the front line, and a trace of awe rose in their hearts.
The command room was quickly built and a map was placed for Kuster's reference.
According to the front-line reconnaissance posts and guerrilla reports, there are no enemies within 50 kilometers to the south and east.
Except for the French army that is still retreating and on the verge of collapse, no one can resist the German attack.
This was just a small opening from the Loire River at the beginning, but now the results have expanded so much that people can't help but sigh at the importance of the breakthrough.
The Loire River defense system is on the verge of collapse. Next, perhaps Aquitaine will no longer be controlled by France.
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