German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 119 Reply Letter and Pursuit

"Hiss, lighten up."

"Senior Karl, it hurts so much..."

"Wait a minute, it hurts."

At this time, as the only wounded soldier in the camp, Fenner's arm was bruised by shrapnel, two knuckle-length wounds.

"Okay, okay, it's just this little injury, don't shout so exaggeratedly."

Karl looked helpless, the wound was very shallow, and he didn't even bleed much.

"Senior..."

Fenner had a resentful expression on her face. At this time, Carl was observing his watch. After wiping it, he found that it was dust. He thought the surface was cracked.

After a moment of silence, Fenner suddenly pounced on Carl, which almost caused Cindy, who was rubbing the medicine on her, to turn over.

"It's obviously very painful, but you're still making sarcastic remarks, you hateful senior..."

I don't know where this guy got his strength. With his hand still wounded, he threw Karl down, put his hand into Karl's coat and started scratching. Karl was very embarrassed for a while.

"Ha, it's okay, don't, don't scratch me haha..."

The tent was filled with a happy atmosphere, and then booing began. This victory boosted the morale of the 1033 Squadron, and they were more convinced of Karl's planning ability.

After all, Karl just wanted to gamble that they would relax their vigilance after a successful sneak attack, and it turned out to be the right bet.

Now the air defense positions will definitely be densely arranged, and the air mage's camp will be further back, and he will never be given a chance to repeat his old tricks.

Cindy stood up staggeringly and grabbed Fenner, took the guy away from Carl, and turned her right hand into a fist and turned fiercely on Fenner's head.

"You dead girl! You forget your friends after seeing sex, don't you?"

When the atmosphere was harmonious, a second lieutenant from the Royal Norwegian Army came over, speaking some unproficient German,

"Excuse me, is Captain Karl von Ampernimer there?"

"I am, what's your business?"

Carl instantly stood up with a serious face, patted the ashes on the back of his buttocks, the other party immediately saluted, and then handed over a letter.

The letter was from General Pogheim, and it should have been written by himself, because it was not marked as military affairs, nor was it stamped "Top Secret".So Karl took it apart and looked at it on the spot.

The content of the letter is short and scribbled. It is doubtful that the old general has never written at home. It probably said that the previous infantry battalion commander, that is, the stupid major, had been dismissed on the spot due to misconduct and demoted. Became a lieutenant and reassigned to the logistics department.

This made Carl very satisfied. It was a matter of logistics. He was a major, not to mention leading troops to fight.

At the same time, the general comforted Karl not to have any grievances. The overall quality of the German volunteers who went to Norway this time was already very low and could not be compared with the Brandenburg division and navy that Karl had served before.

After all, everyone is German, forgive me.

After reading the letter, Karl was inevitably a little bit taken aback. His impression of this general was that he was stubborn and had a bad temper.However, the content of the letter was very peaceful, and even intentionally or unintentionally showed favor to himself.

The deeds of Bogheim not giving face to the Central Army Headquarters alone are very legendary, and it seems very rare to be able to write such content.

"Isn't it written by someone else? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Carl scratched his head, really confused about this guy's context.

In fact, Bogheim didn't want to write like this. He didn't even give face to those big bosses in the Central Army, so how could he lower his attitude towards a captain so much.

But the reality is cruel,
Germany originally planned to invest three divisions in Norway, about 5 people.But the current battle on the western front is a bit tight, so we can only invest in two divisions first, and they are not full of the number.

In addition, his main force, which is making final preparations, will soon leave Tønsberg and come to Bonn.Therefore, Karl's emotions must be stabilized before that. The 1033 Squadron is currently the only combat force.

Although the major was dismissed, what he said remained deeply in General Pogheim's heart, that is, the behavior of the 1033 squadron watching a show, and this kind of thing does not want to happen again before the main force arrives.

However, the results of the battle commanded by the major are really infuriating. If it weren't for his own reputation, General Bogheim wanted to scold him a thousand times now, but it would not be enough.

"Then should I write a letter?"

Although Karl didn't understand the reason for the old general's overtures, he had put down his position to write such a letter. Even if it was written by someone else, he would have to reply with a more "soft" letter.

After asking Fenner to take good care of her injuries, Carl quickly returned to his tent to start writing, and wrote a "flattered" reply letter.

By the time the letter was written, it was already dark, and the rebels did not move at all that day. Obviously, the previous sneak attack made them worry.

After handing over the letter to the friendly army to send it on his behalf, Karl returned to the station, gave instructions on the night watch, and then went back to rest.

On the other side, Colonel Thomson has forced the stop of the offensive plan. After some summarization and data collection, he has deeply realized the strength of the 1033 Squadron.

After all, they were killed from the western front, so there is nothing to say about combat capability and teamwork.My own Winchester regiment, a group of soldiers who have served for more than a year, happened to meet such a team, and it was really not good.

At present, there is only one brigade and one damaged squadron left in hand. This kind of number cannot be guaranteed, and it can give enough support to the ground troops, not to mention facing the 1033 squadron.

"Let's retreat, this kind of confrontation, our pressure is far greater than that of the enemy."

Colonel Thomson sighed. At the meeting, he put forward his opinion, that is, to retreat to Fagernes and join an English division stationed there.

This proposal caused great controversy, but Colonel Thomson's status is higher than most of the commanders in the meeting, not to mention that General Rupert specifically ordered that when a dispute arises and a decision cannot be made, Colonel Thomson must judgment is final.

Ever since, they reluctantly began to retreat.

In order to prevent being noticed by the Royal Army, they chose to retreat at night, and deliberately left some tents and set up fires to confuse the Royal Army.

Everything went well at first, but then something unexpected happened and their whereabouts were discovered.

There was a sudden strong wind at night, just enough to blow the small piece of wood with flames into the side of the tent next to it, and the wind was just right, directly making the flames burn bigger and bigger, and became a bright lighting object at night.

The sentry of the Royal Army, who was still a little sleepy, looked at the forest and noticed something was wrong, and reported it immediately. Then Karl ordered the first team to go to investigate and quickly obtained the information that the rebels had quietly retreated.

The commander of the Royal Army thought this was an opportunity, and immediately organized troops to pursue it, and the vanguard was Karl's 1033 Squadron.

"Hey, I really..."

The enemy army has just been severely injured, and this retreat is likely to be a real retreat, but they have to take it seriously after receiving the order.

"Scatter in small groups, stay vigilant, and be careful is the opponent's trap."

Karl yelled on the walkie-talkie, and he ordered the troops to disperse within a radius of one kilometer to avoid large-scale casualties after being ambushed by the ground.

Even if the speed has been reduced, it is much faster than the slow infantry on the ground, and soon they found the retreating rebels.

At the same time that Karl discovered the rebels, Colonel Thomson also discovered Karl's 1033 Squadron.

"Did you find the disguise? It's incredible."

"All lift off! Machine gun troops cover!"

Colonel Thomson really couldn't understand how the perfect disguise he had planned was seen through, and now he had to lead people to delay the 1033 Squadron.

"Fire from a distance, keep your distance."

Karl didn't know the specific situation, and he didn't dare to let the troops get too close, so he could only use long-range consumption to deal with the enemy.

This coincided with Colonel Thomson's strategy. The two sides tacitly shot at each other hundreds of meters away. There were explosions one after another, but they were just beautiful fireworks in the sky, and no one was injured.

However, this also guided the direction of the Royal Army on the ground. They were quickly approaching this side and found a light spot in the distance, which was the infantry regiment of the rebel army.

(End of this chapter)