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Chapter 936 Gas Mask

After the Second Battle of Artois, the fighting did not stop completely. Joffre still implemented his "eat small and eat slowly" tactics, and hundreds of officers and soldiers died every day.

A colonial army from Senegal had just arrived in France when they were attacked by German troops with poison gas. The army collapsed instantly. The soldiers ran away and shot and killed the officers who stopped them from escaping. They were still murderous.

Escape to the location of the logistics unit.

The closest Anglo-French allied force to this force was the 2nd Cavalry Division. The Elizabeth 3rd Infantry Regiment was ordered to set out and surrounded the station of this Senegalese servant army on the night of June 22, waiting for the top leadership of the coalition to decide the fate of this force.

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"Will they be executed?" In a temporary bunker built with sandbags, James, who has become a veteran, is loading tobacco into his pipe. He now always carries a gas mask with him and never leaves his body.

"Under our umbrella, this kind of behavior will definitely be punished by death -" Heywood smoked a cigarette. He saved James' life during the Second Battle of Artois and gained James' gratitude. Now he is looking for James to trim his beard completely.

free.

"Why not send them to the front line, maybe we can use up some German troops." James did not agree with direct execution. They were all dead anyway, and it would be better to die more valuable.

"It's different - he escaped from the battlefield - he also killed an officer - he wanted to die on the battlefield - it's not that easy -" Kleist's voice was lazy, he lazily held his rifle and leaned on the sandbag, falling asleep.

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According to the previous regulations of the umbrella, officers and soldiers who died in battle were entitled to pensions, so it was not that easy to become a martyr.

The regulations of the British-French coalition were more stringent than the protective umbrella. In the British-French coalition, soldiers who made mistakes had to accept battlefield punishment. This was not to enforce battlefield discipline, but to be tied to the wheels of a cart and placed where they could be attacked by the Germans.

location, which may last for several months.

What this refers to is only minor mistakes. If the consequences are more serious, you will be shot directly.

The camp where deserters - or rebels would be more appropriately described, this behavior is considered rebellion no matter which country they are in - is located in Calais, with a total number of about 3,000 people. After these Sergars fled into the camp, they

The gate of the camp was closed, no one was allowed to enter or leave, and no contact was made with the outside world, as if this could escape the punishment that followed.

However, these Senegalese people cannot escape for long. There is no food in the camp, and sooner or later they will have to open the camp gate.

"It's hard to understand why they did this. The Africans in our army are still very obedient -" James didn't understand the Senegalese and thought that all Africans in the world were the same as those in southern Africa.

Regarding Africans, the outside world has mixed praise and criticism for them, but it is obvious that Africans in this era are still very obedient and work very hard. They are really not as bad as what is described in the media in the 21st century.

Africans in the 21st century have been spoiled by the high welfare benefits of European and American countries. Since hard work cannot transcend social classes, and no matter how hard you work, you will never starve to death. Therefore, many Africans have resigned themselves to self-control. Their self-control ability is indeed

not so good.

But in this era, Africans do not have the right to be corrupted, and their arms will be chopped off at every turn for hard work. It is impossible to cheat and cheat.

Take the Haut-Katanga Mining Conglomerate in the Republic of Congo, which has the largest number of African workers, as an example. African workers cannot take a break even if they are sick. If they dare to cheat at work, the whips and wooden sticks in the hands of the supervisors are not decorations, but directly

It was not uncommon for some to be shot as a warning to others.

"That's because our army provides relatively good treatment to soldiers. Although the salary of African-American soldiers is a little less, it will never be in arrears. Their daily supplies are exactly the same as ours, and they can receive pensions after they die in battle.

So why did you run away?" As Heywood was speaking, he felt something under his feet. He crushed it with his feet and found that it was actually the feet of a German soldier——

"Damn it! This is so frightening to daddy -" Heywood yelled and jumped out of the bunker. During the Battle of the Marne, Calais was once occupied by the German army. It was obvious that the corpse was left behind at that time.

In the areas that had been recaptured, the bodies of allied soldiers and German soldiers were buried on the spot. The allied soldiers more or less still had a coffin made of thin wooden boards, one for each person, but the German soldiers were much worse. They were all gathered together and hastily

The burial and sealing soil were not deep enough, and the corpses of German soldiers were often picked out and chewed beyond recognition by stray dogs.

"Who the hell dug the bunker? Didn't you open your eyes and take a look?" Kleist was completely sleepless, and even after crawling out, he cursed.

James was a little hesitant and seemed to want to take out the body to see if there were any belongings.

This guy has completely fallen since using a simple version of the gas mask. Nothing is unacceptable.

"James, if you dare to touch it, I will stab you to death -" Kleist was not joking. If it were on the battlefield, James could search for it and Kleist would not say anything.

But digging out the corpses of German soldiers from the ground exceeded Kleist's bottom line.

"I'm kidding, how could I do that-" James still looked back reluctantly when he jumped out of the bunker, obviously not sincere.

As soon as Heywood jumped out of the bunker, he found that the originally closed door of the military camp was slowly opening.

Heywood didn't hesitate, pinched his nose and jumped back to the bunker. Then he found that breathing through the mouth seemed more disgusting, so he snatched James' gas mask away.

Kleist slowed down a little and looked at Heywood who pursed his lips and held his breath with a look of resentment.

James dared not speak out when he was angry, and expressed his dissatisfaction with heavy breathing.

"Go away, you don't mind the stink at all -" Kleist kicked James, probably not because James didn't mind the stink, but because James failed to protect his gas mask and let Heywood take it away.

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After the gate of the military camp opened, an African-American soldier shivered and walked out, holding a white underpants on the stick in his hand.

"...*" The African soldiers' voices were trembling.

"You speak English—" Kleist shouted at the top of his lungs.

“*****” is still wrong.

"Stand where you are, or we'll shoot -" It's amazing that James can speak French.

"The barber has to deal with different customers, so I can also speak a little Italian and Greek - and a little German." I didn't expect that James is actually a language genius.

"Ask him what he wants to do?" Heywood put the soldier wearing white pants into the sight.

After a conversation, James had a strange expression: "They need food and water -"

"Do you really want food and water? There is a German corpse here, do you want it?" Heywood had a bad attitude. He didn't shoot for the sake of being a fellow Allied soldier.

This is still considered a coalition. We really can't afford to lose this person. Heywood felt like he was being insulted.

No matter how humiliating he was, he had to report it. Half an hour later, a truck drove over with some moldy black bread and some cold vegetable soup.

Not even an oil star.

Haywood and Crest James have moved the bunker to another place and buried the foot again. Alas, whether they were enemies or not, they will be buried in peace.

Heywood and Kleist's dinner was herring rolls pickled in vinegar and onions with canned peas. James got some strawberries from somewhere, washed them casually in the creek nearby and brought them back as after-dinner fruit.

The taste turned out to be very good, and Heywood generously returned the gas mask to James.

The bunkers have been relocated and the gas masks have lost their effectiveness.

Later, the order was finally issued, requiring the unit to hand over all weapons and wait for disposal.

When they heard this order, neither Heywood nor Kleist spoke. Looking at the Sergars lining up to disarm, Heywood and Kleist held their guns and said nothing.

These Senegalese people have not yet understood the situation. They probably believe that the law will not punish the people, and the top leaders of the coalition will not execute thousands of people in one go.

After disarming, these Senegalese people lost the prerequisite for bargaining. No matter how the coalition dealt with them, they had no capital to resist.

Sure enough, after disarming, these Senegalese were imprisoned in more than a dozen surrounding camps, with only a few hundred people in each camp.

Haywood's unit escorted 300 Senegalese to a nearby camp.

Along the way, a Senegalese soldier kept getting close to James, hoping to get James' care.

The guy who had completely gone dark had no bottom line and easily obtained several gold rings.

Heywood and Kleist were not polite and forcibly snatched one from James. James looked sad and angry, but he still dared not speak out.

After sending three hundred Senegalese people to the predetermined camp, James and his team's mission ended. When leaving the camp, a group of armored vehicles roared past the truck in which James and his team were riding.

No one spoke in the truck compartment, and everyone closed their eyes to rest. Only they knew whether they could sleep or not.

Fierce gunfire came from behind——

There was no report about the mutiny in the newspapers the next day. The troops disappeared silently as if they had never appeared. Only the rings in the pockets of Haywood and Crest James proved that they had existed.

Pass.

Heywood's ring only sold for one pound, which was not a fair price, but Heywood was very satisfied. He spent fifteen shillings at the Military Service Society to buy his daughter a rag doll just launched by Itno.

Then he spent five shillings to send the doll to his daughter in Port Elizabeth, just in time to spend all the one pound.

Legend has it that you can’t keep this kind of money, you have to spend it all once you earn it.

Otherwise it will bring bad luck.


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