My own war game

Chapter 3 The benefits of knowing a foreign language
The two men shuttled back and forth through the trenches, one after the other. From time to time, shouts of killing could be heard around them, and occasionally, cold gunshots would whiz past the two men's scalps.

He Chi bent his waist very low to prevent being accidentally injured by stray bullets. He also picked up a helmet and put it on his head. The shape was quite ugly, but he no longer cared about that.

Because the situation was worse than he had imagined, the French troops on this position were basically in a state of collapse and could no longer organize an organized counterattack. They were scattered in groups across the battlefield and killed by the German troops who surrounded them from all sides.

From time to time, the groans of the wounded could be heard before they died, but both Henry and He Chi turned a deaf ear to them and just silently quickened their pace.

On such a battlefield, individual abilities are too insignificant, and getting close to them will only make them fall to the ground.

The trenches around were obviously the scene of fierce fighting, with bodies of German and French soldiers lying dead everywhere.

He Chi was lucky enough to follow Henry and advance more than a hundred meters on the battlefield where bullets were flying, and he was not hurt at all.

But their luck ran out around the next corner.

Heavy footsteps were heard from the other side of the tunnel, and the other party had obviously discovered them, and the footsteps stopped about seven or eight meters away.

Click!

That was the creepy sound of a gun bolt being pulled.

The next second, a figure holding a weapon suddenly flashed out from the opposite side, and a German soldier raised his rifle towards them.

The two sides faced each other at a distance of less than one meter, and Henry and the other party pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

Boom! ! ! !

A flower of blood bloomed on the German soldier's chest, and He Chi felt something flying past his head.

It's not over yet!
A German "corpse" that was lying on the ground suddenly stood up, rushed to He Chi who was behind him, and stabbed He Chi's chest with a bayonet with a cold glow.

In the moment of life and death, He Chi reacted almost subconsciously, raising the backpack in his hand and rushing forward.

Pfft!

The bayonet pierced through the backpack and got entangled with the things inside and could not be pulled out for a while. The two sides rolled on the ground and wrestled with each other.

The German tried to strangle He Chi's neck, but He Chi simply bit the other person's face!
The pressure on his neck was getting tighter and tighter, and He Chi felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

boom!boom!
Gunshots rang out, and Henry behind him took out a spare pistol and fired two shots at the German army, saving He Chi, whose face had turned purple due to lack of oxygen.

The two men who escaped death were sweating profusely and gasping for breath to calm themselves down. When they pushed aside the German's body and prepared to move forward, an even more terrifying sound came from the T-junction ahead.

Puff, puff, puff, puff…

That was the sound of the Maxim machine gun firing continuously and the bullets hitting the ground.

50 meters ahead, a German heavy machine gun squad blocked the way forward. Five people plus a Maxim gun formed an impenetrable natural barrier.

At least it's not something that the two of them can break through.

"Damn it! This is the only way back. With the Germans guarding here, we are like rats in a bag." Henry cursed in a low voice.

Worse is yet to come.

At least one squad of Germans, armed with weapons, surrounded the tunnel from another direction.

At a distance of about 20 meters, both sides discovered each other and started shooting at each other.

Henry was a good shooter. The German soldier at the front was hit in the shoulder and fell down, while the others hid behind the cover and fought back.

The Germans were very experienced in combat, and they used alternating cover fire to consume Henry's bullets, and then rushed out from behind the bunkers when Henry needed to change bullets. Once five or six people rushed into the trench, the French, who were outnumbered, would have no chance of winning.

boom! ! !
Gunshots were heard from another direction, scaring the German soldiers who had just stood out back.

At a distance of about 15 meters, He Chi, wearing a helmet, pulled the bolt and fired the first shot in his life. No one knew where the bullet flew, but at least it scared the people on the opposite side.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Henry loaded his rifle with bullets, and the two sides confronted each other again at a distance of more than ten meters.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for this side, as the gunfire from all around had begun to become sparse, and it was obvious that the French troops on this front were being gradually eliminated.

Once the German troops from other places surrounded them, they would both be dead.

"Think of a solution. You are a veteran, right?" He Chi shouted to Henry in French.

"Please! I've only been on the battlefield for three months. What can I do?" Henry fired a shot and turned back.

If this goes on, he will be in trouble, thought He Chi, who was firing randomly on the other side. Because he was distracted, he squatted down a little slowly, and a bullet grazed his helmet and flew out with a "clang".

He Chi shivered all over and squatted down to take off his helmet. The appearance of this iron helmet was very similar to the firefighter helmets of later generations, with a deep scratch on the round arc top.

"Fortunately, the French helmet does not have the German lightning rod design, otherwise I would become a sitting duck." He Chi complained in his heart.

and many more!

lightning rod?
A living target?
"Hey, man, I have an idea." He Chi shouted, took off the helmets from the bodies of two German soldiers in the tunnel, and then put one on Henry's head without saying a word, and tried hard to strip off the German's uniform.

Soon the gunshots disappeared, and 30 meters away, two steel helmets like lightning rods appeared from the top of the tunnel, and slowly approached the T-junction blocked by heavy machine guns under the puzzled gaze of the German gunners in the distance.

Under the watchful eyes of the German machine gunner, two suspicious figures walked into the machine gun's range. The German gunner could turn the two men into sieves with just a snap of his fingers.

The gunman did not do so because the two men were wearing standard German helmets that looked like lightning rods and somewhat tattered German uniforms, which made the soldiers who were originally preparing to shoot hesitate.

What if it’s one of our own?
Just as the two men were about to cross the intersection, something strange happened. The guy in the lead tripped for some reason, and a boot covered in mud was thrown out.

It was a French-style boot!

Is it an enemy?!

The gunman was about to pull the trigger subconsciously, but the sudden sound in his ear made his hand pause.

Clear German "Don't shoot! It's me!"

This was shouted by the people behind.

A moment of hesitation prevented the bullet from being fired immediately. The person shouting behind him dragged and pushed his companion to the other side of the T-junction, and then the two of them ran towards the French position.

At this point, even the dumbest person would have noticed something was wrong, but Henry and He Chi, wearing German helmets, had already run out of the danger zone, and the German bullets only stirred up a cloud of dust behind the two men.

The two men ran desperately and jumped into the French position with all their strength. When they reached a safe place, Henry hugged He Chi and patted his shoulders hard.
"Dude, that's a great move! You can even speak German. How many surprises have you not told me?"

He Chi was also laughing, and a silver coin disappeared from his trembling pocket.

[German proficiency level 2, one silver coin]

He Chi was gasping for breath. Henry, who had escaped death, happily hummed a tune from his hometown, unaware that danger was approaching them.

Just as the two men were high-fiving to celebrate, a smoking grenade rolled in front of them.

(End of this chapter)