My own war game

Chapter 20 A bold plan
It was still raining outside, but there was a lot of noise in the hall of the manor.

"I think we should leave! There is no way we can fight the Germans in this situation." The speaker was Lieutenant Jason, the highest-ranking wounded soldier.

As a soldier, such remarks seem a bit cowardly, but considering the actual situation, the lieutenant's words are not completely unreasonable.

Even though there are thirty people here, a full reinforced platoon, in fact, one third of them are women, one third are seriously injured, and almost all the rest have minor injuries.

Because they were defeated soldiers, many of them lost their weapons when they fled, so that now there is only one gun for every three people in the manor.

The morale of the soldiers who had just suffered a defeat was very low, and such a team was incapable of fighting.

"Go? Where to? This area is occupied by the Germans. We will be discovered if we go out. Or do you plan to abandon the women and the wounded and escape alone?" Someone raised an objection.

"Yes, yes, it is better to surrender than to become prisoners of the Germans." A soldier echoed.

"Wait, why can't we surrender? Shouldn't we consider this option?" Suddenly a wounded man raised his hand in the corner.

This sentence seemed to suddenly open everyone's minds, and the expressions in several people's eyes changed, but no one spoke out of shame.

People who had such thoughts subconsciously avoided looking at the women in the room. These nurses rescued them in times of crisis, and surrendering at this time was tantamount to handing them over to the Germans.

The atmosphere in the room was solemn.

"Let's give up this idea!" A voice broke the silence in the house, and He Chi opened the door wearing a raincoat.

I just went to the roadside for reconnaissance and found this on the roadside. He Chi threw a newspaper in English, French and German on the table and gave it to the soldiers to circulate.

"Oh my God!" "How could this happen!" "God will not forgive such behavior"

The Germans used poison gas bombs in the latest battle.

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees and everyone's face showed an expression of fear.

World War I was the first year that chemical weapons were used. The German army first used it on the Belgian battlefield. Its horrific power and the painful scenes of the dead shocked the Allied soldiers greatly.

No one believed that an army that used poison gas would treat prisoners of war well, and the few people who had previously been inclined to surrender immediately changed their positions.

"Okay, it seems that we don't need to consider surrender now." He Chi threw away the newspaper and said to everyone present, "Now we can think about how to kill these Germans."

"How can we fight? We don't even know how many people the other side has." Someone said frustratedly.

"There are 15 infantrymen and two officers. Four of them have submachine guns and a light mortar. The rest have Mauser standard rifles. There are no heavy weapons." He Chi casually reported the number of enemies and their equipment.

"How do you know?!" The others widened their eyes in surprise.

"What do you think I just did when I went out? Don't underestimate the foreign mercenary group." The expression on He Chi's face was very mysterious.

"Damn it! He can't be a big shot. I didn't treat him very well before," someone whispered.

Indeed, He Chi knows both English and French, can perform surgery, and is now able to go out for reconnaissance. In the eyes of these wounded soldiers, he is almost omnipotent, and speculation about his identity has become more complicated.

In fact, He Chi was just bluffing. He just followed the Germans for a while according to the 3D projection on his retina, and finally picked up a newspaper thrown on the ground. But he didn't need to explain, so that these soldiers would have some respect for his identity.

"Then let's fight. The terrain here is pretty good and suitable for defense. We can stop them on the other side of the wall..." Lieutenant Jason stood up to exercise command.

"Wait a minute!" He Chi stopped him and asked, "Are you going to fight off this group of Germans?"

"Of course, we don't have as many combat personnel as them, so holding the line and repelling the enemy is the best option." Lieutenant Jason looked at the other party as if he were an idiot.

"You may have forgotten that this is now the German-occupied area. What can we do if we fight off a dozen people? As long as someone escapes, they will send more people." He Chi said.

It was only then that everyone realized that they were in enemy-occupied territory, which was different from the usual combat situation. They were an isolated army with neither logistics nor reinforcements.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We don't have enough combat power. Can we still wipe them out completely?" the second lieutenant asked.

"Of course, we have to completely wipe out this German army and prevent them from delivering messages." He Chi made a decision that shocked everyone.

"What!" "This is impossible!" "Wipe them all out? We only have a few guns. Are you crazy?!" Everyone in the room who had military knowledge sneered.

"Why don't you listen to my plan, everyone?" He Chi spread his hands to everyone.

"He, I am very grateful for your treatment of everyone during this period, but please remember one thing, according to wartime regulations, once the organization is disrupted, all combatants must obey the orders of the highest-ranking military officer on the scene, and the highest commander here is me." Perhaps because he lost face after being refuted, Jason stood up and stopped He Chi from continuing.

"No, you should listen to what he wants to say!" A clear female voice sounded. It was Christine.

"Why, you..." Lieutenant Jason was stunned.

"Yes, by me!" Christine stood up, wearing a coat with major's collar badge and a suitcase that had just been opened next to her.

"I am the supreme commander here!"

The blonde French girl stood in the room and announced loudly, "Okay, now follow my orders, everyone listen to He's ideas."

The girl then took two steps back to make room for the Oriental man.

"Cough cough" the Oriental man coughed twice to hide his shock at the sudden domineering side of the golden cat.

"Everyone, this German team is not equipped with heavy firepower, nor does it have any vehicles. It is likely an ordinary patrol team. It must be accidental that they came in our direction."

Then he looked at the rainy sky outside and said, "Imagine that you are a patrol team. You are very tired after continuous high-intensity combat and you are having a hard march in such bad weather."

"Suddenly, a gorgeous manor appeared in front of you, with a warm fire, delicious food, a dry and comfortable big bed, and most importantly, a beautiful and gentle hostess. What would you think?"

Everyone was thoughtful.

"He, I think I understand what you mean, but other things are easy to deal with. But where can we find a beautiful and gentle hostess?" Camille asked, touching her lips with her hand.

"Of course we do." He Chi turned around and looked at the blonde female reporter with malicious eyes.

(End of this chapter)