Support has been obtained, and victory has been guaranteed to the fullest.

The replenishment battalion was all on the attack, and their confidence had never been so high at this moment.

If nothing else, just because Captain Ernst Bram is back, this is the greatest guarantee of victory!

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone waited quietly.

The moment the artillery fires, it is the beginning of the great offensive.

All for Germany! All for Ernst!

Guderian found himself feeling a little agitated, and since he joined the army, under the strict teaching of his father, he had never been in such a situation.

To be able to fight alongside the creator of the miracle of the Somme is perhaps the dream of every German soldier at present, and now this dream has been fulfilled in himself.

"Rambler, Fifty-Nine Minutes Countdown to Aircraft Support"

Listening to Xiao Ling's words, Wang Weiyi's face didn't have much expression.

The last night raid was an unprecedented success, and this time he was convinced that it was the same. No one can stop themselves from winning.

General von Lauch and Colonel Kinglock were also waiting there.

When Colonel Kinklock of the 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment heard that his subordinate Ernst had asked for artillery support, he was not angry, but also a little happy.

He knew that he did not have the right to mobilize artillery, and perhaps directly requesting support from the general as a baron given by the emperor was the best choice at present.

The victory of the replenishment battalion was also equal to the victory of the 16th Bavarian Infantry Regiment, and all the glory was together.

It was for Ernst's outstanding performance in the Battle of the Somme that he was also awarded a medal. Now, the Creator of this miracle will go and work it again.

"Lieutenant Colonel Duncivie, are you about to start?"

Lieutenant Colonel Dun Sivi, who had been promoted to chief of staff of the 16th Infantry Regiment, looked at the time: "There is less than an hour, colonel. ”

"May Ernst be victorious this time." Colonel Kinglock had a serious expression: "We have been suppressed by the British for many days, and now we urgently need a victory to boost morale." It is hoped that the creator of the miracle of the Somme will continue his miracles. ”

"He will, Colonel." Dunsiwe felt that his confidence had never been so strong: "Wherever he is, there is always something incredible going on. ”

Colonel Kinglock nodded: "Not only General von Lauch, but even General Galvetz personally called, and the results of this battle must be reported to him as soon as possible." Ah, the general seems to have forgotten to ask for reinforcements, and he thought that with the strength of a battalion of Ernst, he could take out a battalion of the British. ”

"The Brit also has a machine gun company, but it doesn't matter." Lieutenant Dunsiwi said firmly, "They have machine guns, and we have Baron Alexon." ”

The enemy has a machine gun, and the Germans have Baron Alexon! It's that simple thing, it's such a firm belief!

"Colonel, someone from the Military Intelligence Directorate of the Army Staff is here."

Hearing this, Colonel Kinklock couldn't help but frown: "What are they doing at this time?" We don't need them to provide intelligence now. ”

"Colonel." Lieutenant Colonel Dunsivi took a step forward and lowered his voice: "I heard that Ernst is in some trouble in Berlin, Nikolai has his eye on him, maybe"

"This is the front line, this is the battlefield, not the damn intelligence bureau! There are no German traitors here! Here are real warriors! Colonel Kinglock looked very annoyed, but also a little helpless: "Damn it, let them in!" ”

The two intelligence officers walked in, and the man at the head saluted Colonel Kinglock: "Hello, Major, I am Second Lieutenant Froman of the Military Intelligence Directorate of the Army Staff. ”

"Ensign, what's the matter?" Colonel Kinglock said coldly.

Froman looked around: "Major, I want you"

"Do you want them to leave?" Jin Klock interrupted him coldly: "Second Lieutenant, these are all German officers, and no one will betray what you want to say, or to put it mildly, no one is interested in what you say." ”

Froman was a little embarrassed, but this was someone else's territory: "On the orders of Prince Joachim and Colonel Nikolai, we have come to spy on some officers and observe how he behaves on the battlefield. Colonel, this is a letter from Prince Joachim to you. ”

Prince Joachim? Colonel Kinglock reluctantly accepted the letter and read it hastily, to the effect that the colonel should be asked to assist Froman in all his work at the front.

If it was only sent by Nikolai, Colonel Kinklock could have refused, but what people didn't expect was that Prince Joachim actually intervened directly.

These damn intelligence bureaus, all they have to do is provide intelligence on the enemy to the front, and not somehow spy on the good German officers!

Holding back his anger for a moment, Jin Klock tried to calm his tone as much as possible: "Well, in that case, I will send someone to send you and your companions to the front line, and the supplementary battalion is about to attack, facing an enemy several times their size." Come and prepare transportation for them. ”

The exaggerated number of several times the enemy made Forroman's face change dramatically, he had never experienced a real battlefield, and he was never willing to face a terrible war. Froman hurriedly said:

"Ah, no, Colonel, we'll be fine here."

Colonel Kinglock smiled disdainfully, these cowardly death-fearing ghosts. What else do they do besides making small movements behind their backs?

Lieutenant Colonel Dunsivy's face was also not very good-looking, and he knew very well that these men had come to spy on Ernst, and that he had several friends in Berlin.

Can a German hero still not be trusted? Do they have to cross the morale of the military on the front line before they are willing?

These damn cowards.

In fact, at this time, Forroman was also a little unwilling, he was only in charge of intelligence analysis, although he was also a confidant of Colonel Nikolai, he never thought of going to the front. If it weren't for the sudden death of Pompestan, he would still be leisurely drinking good wine in the rear.

"Colonel, it's time."

With this report, Colonel Kinglock nodded, and then said sarcastically to Froman: "Ensign, don't you really want to go to the front line?" ”

Seeing that Froman shook his head in embarrassment, the disdain on Colonel Kinglock's face became more and more obvious, and he gave his order with steady steps:

"I am Colonel Kinklock of the 16th Regiment of the Bavarian Infantry, the shelling is about to begin, let's witness the new miracle of Captain Ernst Breem, the creator of the miracle of the Somme!"