When the Battle of the Somme began, the British and French coalition forces concentrated 2,189 artillery pieces, 1,160 mortars, and about 300 aircraft to participate in pre-war fire preparations for seven days.
The German Second Army opposite the British and French forces had 672 artillery pieces, 300 mortars, and 112 aircraft.
During the seven-day shooting exchange, both sides fired millions of artillery shells, causing heavy casualties to the other side and devastating the area near the Somme.
Until the 21st century, the Somme area still has bomb craters from World War I, silently telling this heavy history.
For Qin Zhiyuan, he was not in the mood to hurt Qiu Beiyue. It was only right to deliver the ammunition to the front line before dawn. After dawn, the German artillery observation balloons would take off, and then the transport convoy would probably suffer.
Danger of shelling.
After a busy night, the convoy finally arrived in the Kapi area, which was the end point of this transportation mission.
French wine is world-famous, and Capi is a famous wine producing area. This small town, which was originally full of vineyards, has now become a huge military camp and material concentration center, supporting the French Sixth Army in a steady stream of attacks on the German positions.
launch an attack.
In the early morning, the motorcade arrived at Kapi. As soon as Qin Zhiyuan jumped out of the car, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.
As far as the eye can see, there are stretchers everywhere, one after another, extending from the front of the motorcade to the distance, and one stretch extends to the hills outside the town. There are at least tens of thousands, or maybe one hundred thousand, based on Qin Zhiyuan's vision.
and knowledge, were stunned by the sight before them.
There were wounded soldiers lying on every stretcher. The strange thing was that none of the wounded soldiers were wailing loudly, crying, or even moaning in a low voice. Some were just numb, indifferent and desperate. Perhaps for them,
It is said that there is no difference between living and dying.
Military doctors and nurses wearing tags on their arms shuttled between them. There were so many wounded that the military doctors couldn't handle them all. They could only briefly check and order the nurses to mark: This, deal with this immediately, deal with this later, no need to deal with it, he is dead.
Got it
Those who are treated immediately are lightly wounded, and those who are treated later are seriously injured. It is not that military doctors treat them differently, but that at this time, limited medical resources must be tilted towards the lightly wounded who are easier to recover. As for the seriously injured,
, leave it to fate, or just hand it over to the tired and paralyzed priest next to you.
Only God can save them.
A little further away, someone was digging temporary graves. Three or four people were buried in each pit, and they were simply marked. They would be dug out and reburied after the war.
Many people were carried out from the stretcher area and sent directly to the temporary grave. They were simply wrapped in a shroud and then buried hastily. Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, those people had already died.
However, due to lack of manpower, we could only stay in the stretcher area and wait for processing.
What a cruel word to deal with.
Just a few days ago, they were living warriors, marching in neat steps and following the officer's whistle, slowly but surely attacking the German positions. Perhaps they had just jumped out of the trenches, perhaps on the way to attack, perhaps
When victory is imminent, just one bullet can take away all the hope of them and their families.
Chen Kangjian was dumbfounded and murmured to himself. More people's jaws dropped to the ground and they didn't know it. They couldn't understand what kind of hatred could make Europeans, who are also human beings, kill each other like this.
Maybe it's like the beginning of World War I, for survival space.
Hey guys, this is not the time to think about life. Move, move, move right now, unload these boxes, get them to the artillery positions, load these stretchers onto the cars, and get these poor kids back.
Home, their mother needs them, and they also need their mother. A somewhat stout captain was shouting loudly along the motorcade, and while shouting, he was beating the carriage with the whip in his hand.
Hi, don’t you all understand French? My God, can someone come? Damn it, are you also Indian? Your turban? Everyone in the labor team got out of the car, but they were all shocked by the sight in front of them. Regarding the captain’s
The orders were ignored.
India also sent workers to Europe. Not only did it send workers, but it also sent millions of troops to directly participate in the war. Because of this, British general Claude Achleck once said that without the Indian Legion, Britain would not have been able to survive World War I. Also
Because of this, India is called the most dazzling jewel in the Queen's crown.
Not far from Qin Zhiyuan and the others, the men in turbans who were digging temporary graves were Indians.
Okay, captain, take action immediately. Qin Zhiyuan was the first to react and immediately started to ask everyone to work.
Unlike Indians who need to fight on the front line with real swords and guns, Chinese workers only participate in auxiliary work and do not have to fight in battle.
But work still has to be done.
The convoy was very long, with about a hundred trucks, and the labor team of 100 people couldn't handle it. The captain called in a group of Indians and French soldiers, and the speed of unloading the trucks gradually increased.
Unlike earth and rocks, artillery shells cannot be passed from hand to hand. They can only be carried box by box to the artillery position. Fortunately, there are people there to receive them, and the workers only need to carry the shells a distance of about 50 meters.
A box of cannonballs weighs about 30 kilograms. This weight is really not strenuous for someone who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, so everyone rushed around carrying the cannonball box, and was very conspicuous among the slow-moving Indians and French.
Lancers, charge. Seeing the workers' speed, the captain was very happy and actually shouted the slogan of the cavalry charge. It seems that this is the tradition of their army.
What makes Qin Zhiyuan feel strange is that although the Chinese workers are running very fast, the Indians and French people have no intention of speeding up their pace. Instead of looking at the Chinese workers with envy or resentment, there is a trace of ridicule in their eyes.
This immediately made Qin Zhiyuan feel bad, so he quietly said to Gao Hongshi beside him: Slow down, tell others, move slowly, it's weird.
Although Gao Hongshi didn't know the reason, he still passed on Qin Zhiyuan's words out of his consistent new appointment to Qin Zhiyuan, and the speed of the Chinese workers gradually slowed down.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. The outstanding physical fitness of the talent had already attracted the attention of the captain. It would be too much to hide it now.
Lancers, a new order has been issued. You must send these bullets to the front line to replenish our children who are waiting for food. After all the ammunition boxes were unloaded, the captain issued a new task.
Mr. Captain, sending ammunition to the front line is beyond the scope of our work, so I refuse. I’m just kidding, the fighting is going on over there and I haven’t heard the sound of artillery for a moment. Are you looking for death by sending ammunition to the front line now?
I don’t know what your job scope is. I only know that my children need ammunition, and you are the ones responsible for delivering ammunition. Now please fulfill your job responsibilities. A captain is harder to deal with than a second lieutenant. I won’t beat you or scold you.
You only make vague accusations.
Okay, but we need to eat something. We haven't eaten anything since last night. After working on the road all night and then unloading the car for nearly two hours, we are all exhausted. We need to take a rest.
Qin Zhiyuan agreed to the captain's request and put forward his own request at the same time.
Okay, you have ten minutes. The captain agreed to the request, and then someone quickly delivered various cans and milk.
Qin Zhiyuan looked up and saw that the people delivering the things were the same group of Indians and Frenchmen just now. They were very fast now.
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