Before dawn was the darkest moment of the day, and the German army chose this time to start the attack.∈◆,

"All up, get your guns and go to the trenches quickly, Finger, put on your pants." The platoon leaders shouted loudly, driving the soldiers out of the bed.

Mu Yang slept with his clothes tonight. When he heard the sound of cannons, he immediately got up from the bed, dressed neatly, brought his wide-eaves bulletproof helmet, picked up his Li Enfield rifle, and rushed out of the office.

Without Mu Yang's instructions, the platoon leaders had a lot of combat experience and had already sent the soldiers to the trenches to be on guard. The soldiers held rifles and raised their heads high, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Leave a squad to guard, everyone enters the anti-aircraft hole, and no order is allowed to come out." Mu Yang ordered loudly.

He knew that according to historical records, after the first round of artillery bombing, the German army would quickly break through the first line of defense of the coalition forces. The second line of defense was the key to blocking the German army's footsteps. The real battle was still behind. I just hope that the anti-aircraft shed method he handed over to the coalition command could play some role, which would also consume more of the German strength and make his defense easier.

The soldiers drilled into the anti-cannon holes dug in advance, but Mu Yang climbed into the trench, lay on the edge of the mound, and looked out with a telescope.

It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen except the fire flashed when the shells exploded. However, looking at the dense artillery fire, the Germans probably tried their best to win Paris in one fell swoop and get a chance to breathe, so they attacked so crazy and at the cost.

But Mu Yang knew that this was the last struggle of the Germans. Since this battle, Germany was completely confused, and then there was a great chaos in the country, an uprising, Germany was defeated and surrendered, and the German emperor stepped down and fled abroad. Germany was in a state of misery.

But now is not the time to think about this. What Mu Yang has to do is to follow the requirements of the system tasks and try to hold the lives of the soldiers, complete their tasks well, and get the rewards they want most. As for the others, they don’t care about their own affairs at all.

I brought food and drinks like this, trained soldiers, and told the coalition command the method of anti-aircraft holes, not to complete the task better.

Claire also came up and climbed to Mu Yang and whispered: "Company Commander, go to the anti-cannon hole. I'll watch here. If the Germans come up, I'll call my brothers."

"It's okay, there should be some time left. I guess the Germans won't come up before dawn." Mu Yang said, and continued to lie down and use a telescope to observe the situation in the distance.

A touch of white appeared in the sky, and the sun was about to appear. Mu Yang looked at it at 5:00. The German artillery fire had been shooting for 20 minutes, but it still did not stop. It seemed that the Germans wanted to blow up the front line position directly.

Mu Yang had cold sweat on his body. Even if such artillery bombardment had anti-aircraft holes, it should not be very effective. After all, the artillery fire was too dense. It was easy to blow up the anti-aircraft holes. Now he can only leave it to fate. After all, he is just a guy who talks about war on paper.

The German artillery fire stopped and it was already dawn. Mu Yang estimated that the Germans had started positional warfare, and I really don’t know how many British troops were still defending positions.

Time passed minute by minute, and every second was torment. Mu Yang's palm was filled with sweat, but he could only keep looking into the distance with a telescope.

Finally, the smoke from the distance gradually dissipated. A group of blurry black dots appeared in Mu Yang's vision, and the Germans finally came up.

"Company Commander, do you want to go to the anti-aircraft hole first? The Germans might be about to fire in a short while." Claire said.

"I haven't seen the shadow of the German artillery yet, I'm waiting for a while."

Just as Mu Yang finished saying this, the whistling of artillery shells suddenly came from his ears. He was stunned and immediately realized that the German army began to bombard the artillery, "Everyone hid in the anti-aircraft hole." As soon as Mu Yang finished saying this, he rolled straight into the trench, and then he wanted to drill in the anti-aircraft hole.

But by chance, the shell fell into the trench, and not far from Muyang, the huge shock wave directly tore Muyang to pieces, and Muyang was dead.

Mu Yang felt a huge force hit him, and there was no concept in his mind. His body fell into endless pain. Then, Mu Yang's soul returned to his body.

Mu Yang suddenly started doing it on his bed, gasping heavily and swallowing his spit with difficulty. His heart was now beating wildly at a speed of 150 beats per second, and his body was filled with cold sweat.

At this moment, Mu Yang felt that his hands and feet were cold and his limbs were weak. He had to support his hands behind him when sitting on the bed so that he would not fall down.

It took half an hour for Mu Yang to wake up from the look of fear and pain.

"Is this death? It's really terrible."

He could clearly feel that his body was directly smashed into pieces by the bomb, and his intestines were splashed all over the trench wall. He was like a broken pocket, directly slapped on the wall and then leaned down on the ground. In the final consciousness, Mu Yang seemed to smell the breath of soil.

At that time, his left arm seemed to have flew away, most of the ribs on his chest were broken, and a eyeball burst out.

"Damn, I made so many preparations, but in the end I was the first to die? This shell is so fucking accurate, how could it explode directly beside me?" Mu Yang cursed with lingering fear.

Sometimes cursing is not about insulting someone, but about releasing fear. When you feel cursing, you will feel a little more relaxed. Of course, Mu Yang does not advocate this approach, after all, he is also a person who claims to be of quality. But now he really needs a way to vent his fear in his heart.

The so-called great fear of death is by no means something that ordinary people can bear.

Gradually, Mu Yang got up and put on slippers, walked slowly to the bathroom, turned on the bathroom faucet, took a small stool and placed it under the water, and then made it to pour the water on his head.

He just sat there, letting the water spill on his body, and his skin slipped down while he was asleep, taking away sweat, making him feel a little cool.

No, it can't be like this. He is afraid that he will be depressed and will have a psychological shadow. If he is always in this state, he may get sick and will be a serious illness.

Mu Yang plucked up his strength to wash himself clean, put on his clothes, and traveled directly to the time and space of the War of Resistance.

He walked out of the study room and quickly walked to the bedroom, and found that Xia Kejun had gone out. He walked downstairs and came to the garden. He found that Xia Kejun was holding a kettle and watering a soft land beside the flower bed.

"Kejun." Mu Yang shouted softly.

"Brother Mu, aren't you reading books in the study? Are you going out?"

"No, I'll come down and see what you do."

"I have planted all the flowers we brought from China, and I hope they can take root, sprout and bloom in this foreign country." Xia Kejun said.

Mu Yang stepped forward and hugged Xia Kejun gently, without saying anything, just snuggling together like that.

"What's wrong?" Xia Kejun felt something strange about Mu Yang.
Chapter completed!