The Battle of the Somme was the largest battle in World War I, starting on June 24, 1916 and ending on November 18.
In order to break through the German defenses and push them back to the French-German border, the British and French coalition forces paid a price of more than 620,000 casualties. During the war, the British and French coalition forces killed and injured almost the same number of German troops, and caused 130,000 German troops to go missing.
, 300,000 people fled, but the purpose of the campaign was not achieved.
When Qin Zhiyuan and others arrived in France, the Battle of the Somme had been going on for more than two months. During these two months, Britain and France suffered heavy casualties. On the first day of the battle, the British suffered nearly 100 casualties.
60,000 people.
In all the wars before this, no side had ever lost 60,000 people in one day, which shows how cruel the battle was.
Since the beginning of the war, the French army has suffered no lower casualties than the British army. Therefore, the French are used to seeing death and farewell ceremonies. For them, life is just a number on paper.
The French second lieutenant in front of Qin Zhiyuan is obviously the same.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the artillery fire in the distance was shining brightly and darkly with a heart-stopping light. From time to time, there were faint sounds of rumbling explosions. The earth was shaking, the air was burning, the sun and moon were missing from the sky, and even the night stars couldn't bear to see it.
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There was still an endless stream of troops walking on the road. What was strange was that almost everyone remained silent. They just walked towards death and their destination in silence.
What do you want to do, shoot me? Can you kill everyone here? Can you guarantee that your conscience will not be condemned? Qin Zhiyuan took another step forward with the muzzle of the gun, as if he could not feel the gun on his chest.
He pointed at the bright and dark explosion flames in the distance and continued to ask fiercely: Look over there, your compatriots are enduring the German shelling. They are hungry and huddled in the trenches, holding up the German shells.
Holding the rifle that may have been empty of bullets, praying for God's blessing, crying to return to her mother, waiting for artillery support from the artillery brothers
As Qin Zhiyuan spoke, he moved forward. Forced by Qin Zhiyuan's power, the poor second lieutenant could only retreat step by step, gradually retreating to the edge of the crater.
And you, you damn stupid incompetent fat pig, are here because of your ridiculous discrimination and low self-esteem, wanting to shoot your allies. Is your self-esteem greater than the lives of your brothers on the front line? Qin Zhiyuan
He was not afraid, because the safety of the pistol on his chest had not been turned on. Even if the second lieutenant wanted to shoot, he had to turn on the safety of the pistol first. Qin Zhiyuan's reaction speed was enough to stop such behavior.
The second lieutenant's face turned red and looked like he was crazy. Qin Zhiyuan's angry rebuke was like stripping off the second lieutenant's military uniform, exposing him naked in front of everyone and accepting the crowd's onlookers and ridicule. He couldn't stand this, so the second lieutenant tried to
He opened the safety with his thumb, trying to kill Qin Zhiyuan and regain control of the situation.
Qin Zhiyuan sneered, and like lightning, he reached out and grabbed the revolver of the pistol to prevent it from firing. Then he pulled and buckled the second lieutenant's pistol, then controlled the second lieutenant in his arms and held the gun to the second lieutenant's head.
superior.
stop
let him go
It's still too late for you to turn back now
The surrounding French soldiers loaded their ammunition and aimed their guns at Qin Zhiyuan.
put the gun down
Who dares to shoot
Fuck, come on
The workers immediately picked up their shovels and swarmed around Qin Zhiyuan, protecting Qin Zhiyuan tightly in the middle.
Don't be impulsive. Put down your gun first. A French soldier with the rank of sergeant major stepped out from the crowd and stood between the two groups of people with open hands.
Sir, please let go of Second Lieutenant Neal. I can guarantee that he will not do anything detrimental to you. The sergeant major is very authoritative. After he finished speaking, most of the soldiers lowered their rifles.
Then target the workers.
The sergeant major is a very special existence in the Western army. This position is generally held by veterans who have high prestige in the army and are very experienced. The sergeant major is different from the master sergeant in that he is not an officer, but is an ordinary military officer.
If junior officers such as the company platoon commander in the company make a decision, they will discuss it with the sergeant major.
Okay, as you wish. Qin Zhiyuan stepped out from the crowd, pushed the second lieutenant in his hand to the sergeant, and turned the handle of the second lieutenant's pistol and handed it over: He seemed to be stimulated by something, maybe it was veteran syndrome, maybe it was
Something else. In short, he is no longer suitable to serve on the front line, nor is he suitable to return to his hometown. It is best to find him a mental expert, otherwise his future life will be very difficult.
Veteran syndrome is a symptom similar to mental illness caused by the lack of timely mental relief due to high mental concentration during the war and facing crazy enemies and dead comrades every day.
Damn it, you yellow-skinned monkey, I am going to kill you, I must kill you, go back to your country, this does not belong to you, go back to Berlin. As soon as the second lieutenant was let go, he turned around and rushed towards Qin Zhiyuan.
, he kept hurling incoherent curses and looked like he was crazy.
His brothers died in the battle a month ago, three younger brothers, all died in the battle on the same day. The sergeant major called two soldiers, controlled the second lieutenant who was already in a state of madness, and then explained with a gloomy look.
It's really pitiful. Qin Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed, war is always cruel; I can understand Neil, thank you for your explanation, Mr. Sergeant Major, it makes me feel not too bad.
Thank you for your understanding, Mr. No. 10086, please start your work now. Not all Westerners discriminate against Chinese people. Just like in later generations, not all Chinese people discriminate against Indians.
Of course, one code leads to another. After the accident is resolved, Qin Zhiyuan and the others still have to fill the hole, and the French, led by the sergeant major, still won't help.
Westerners are always very insistent on the point of each fulfilling its own responsibilities.
Now that the problem was solved, Qin Zhiyuan also picked up a shovel and started digging soil from the roadside to fill the hole.
This crater was probably created by heavy artillery with a caliber of more than 200 mm. It was so big and deep that it took a hundred or so workers ten minutes to fill it, but the bottom of the crater was not yet filled.
After Qin Zhiyuan dug for a few times, he began to change his method. Most of the people dug the soil, and the rest found raincoats, cloaks, canvas and other things to make containers for transportation. The speed was indeed much faster. About half an hour later,
The crater was filled and the convoy continued to move forward.
Not long after advancing, the convoy stopped again. This time the crater was bigger and deeper.
Qin Zhiyuan looked into the distance through the light beam of the car's headlights. One crater after another was layer upon layer, densely packed, one extending to the end of the light beam.
This is not filling a hole, this is rebuilding a road.
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