Battlefield of All Sides

Chapter 199 The task after the arrival of the reinforcements
The German reinforcements finally arrived, which made Li Mu heave a sigh of relief.

Compared with the defense line of the Somme position that was defended by less than 10 people before, these reinforcements have directly expanded the entire defense force to hundreds of thousands. Looking at the continuous stream of German soldiers coming on the road behind, it is hard to fight The soldiers of the day cheered endlessly, but Li Mu had a strange expression on his face.

Just after repelling a charge by the coalition forces, Li Mu and several other battalion commanders were thinking about asking their superiors to let these reinforcements replace the soldiers of their own battalions.

But the final answer was that the troops temporarily retreated to the third front to rest, waiting for reorganization and recruitment of additional personnel.

The meaning of this sentence is nothing more than the fact that even these soldiers do not want to be sent back, and the number of personnel needed here may be very large, and the war will continue.

According to the knowledge in my mind, this battle resulted in tens of thousands of deaths in the end, and countless troops participated in the battle here. Obviously, if you want to survive here safely, you have to pay a sufficient price.

The rest of the hundred or so soldiers under him, except those who were seriously injured and carried back to the rear base, probably died here.

Li Mu didn't tell the soldiers under his command. These people watched the reinforcements arrive, and at the same time the chief called him to carry the wounded soldiers down, all of them were elated and relieved, thinking that their battle was over.

Ravel carried a wounded soldier slowly towards the rear. When he saw Li Mu and several soldiers throwing his dead brother into the carriage and transporting him to the rear, he immediately said hello.

"Battalion Commander, are we going back now?"

Li Mu turned his head and saw that it was Raffle. He was stunned for a moment, but he replied with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Ah, help carry the wounded soldier down first, and then come back and gather with us."

After hearing this sentence, Ralph quickly nodded and carried the wounded soldier down. He was still a little elated along the way, and so were his comrades-in-arms, all of whom felt that they would survive the catastrophe.

Of course they don't know their future fate.

Seeing this situation, Li Mu could only sigh secretly, hoping that they would not be too surprised when they heard the real order tonight.

"How is it possible? What are those generals above thinking?! Our brothers have fought so hard that there are only so few people left, but they won't let us go down?"

In the secret bunker that had just been undergoing preliminary repairs, Hans was the first to stand up and shouted loudly to Li Mu as if jumping to his feet.

Others also looked at Li Mu under the light of kerosene lamps.

The battlefield we are on is the Anker River Theater at the northernmost end of the Somme Battlefield. Because it is close to the sea and surrounded by mountains to the south, the coalition forces regarded this place as a good place to place artillery. The artillery fire from the position was always the most intense. .

Everyone fought hard under such fierce artillery fire, isn't it just to be able to be replaced alive?

But now, his chief actually told himself that guys like him with sound limbs still couldn't escape the fate of continuing to go to the battlefield.

"There are piles and piles of soldiers coming from the direction of Beaumont Hamor Village. Since those generals have sent so many soldiers, why are they reluctant to let a few of us go?!"

Hans continued to question, and the atmosphere in this cramped and deep bunker was a bit stiff.

Li Mu was sitting next to him, eating with an aluminum spoon, but he didn't answer his question.

"That's right, Battalion Commander, you must tell us something. You also saw the attack that started yesterday. When we transported people down today, some soldiers who were withdrawn from the same theater said that they encountered the British army and buried them long ago. The good Hawthorne mine turned up the bunker that was more than ten meters deep, and all the soldiers hidden inside died.”

"Yes, there are also those large-caliber shells that hit people straight, and the corpses are gone. Some boys were directly killed by the shells. That's how the little Mo Sen in our camp died. He vomited out his liver!"

Seeing that Li Mu didn't speak, several soldiers became even more angry and said in a hurry. At this time, Li Mu ate the last bite of potatoes in the lunch box, then raised his head and glanced around.

The sturdy feeling that Li Mu gradually cultivated shocked these people in an instant, they all shut up and looked away.

"The British Newfoundland regiment wasn't doing too well either. We had so many dead and so were they."

"As for you wanting to go back, that's fine. You can talk to the general or Prince William yourself. If they let you go, I will never stop you."

Li Mu just said these two words lightly, but everyone in the field said nothing.

In fact, everyone knows that this is a reality that they cannot change. If their superiors want to do something, they must do something, not to mention that their superiors also have His Majesty's son, Prince William.

With just one sentence, all the soldiers at the moment lowered their heads one after another, and Li Mu also struck while the iron was hot, and said to them.

"But you don't have to worry so much. At least you can sleep peacefully tonight. Now that so many reinforcements have arrived, the battle will be very fierce, but it will definitely not be as cruel as the first day."

Li Mu said so, everyone lowered their heads one after another. Yesterday’s battle is still vivid in their minds. The haze of yesterday’s battle has not yet dissipated. Everyone’s tense nerves have just vented, and now they can only return to it. Come into reality.

Li Mu said nothing more. Now this is a third-line position. Countless soldiers are guarding the first and second-line positions in front. Everyone is temporarily safe now.

It's just that they still have to rest in these cramped, narrow bunkers filled with various smells at night.

The second day of the Battle of the Somme was unexpectedly quiet. The coalition forces only made a few charges. After a large number of German soldiers arrived, their attacks gradually stopped, followed by endless shelling.

The artillery of the coalition and the artillery of the Germans came on stage in turn, and sometimes the artillery fire extended very far, and some shells even crossed the third-line position, and then set off a huge dust wave in the distant rear.

Although there were constant cannon fires that night, unexpectedly Li Mu slept soundly amidst the cannon fire, sleeping very peacefully.

When they woke up in the morning, Li Mu and several battalion commanders were called away, and the task assigned to Li Mu and others was to build a third-line position.

This is an easy task, after all, there is no need to go to the first and second line positions to die.

So the subordinates were not very happy after receiving this task, but they were still willing to do it. Li Mu didn't expect that this battle would turn into hard work to build a position.

For the next few days, I built positions every day, and then listened to the gunfire of the first and second line positions, and watched the continuous gunfire on the second line positions only two or three kilometers away.

Gradually, the tasks of Li Mu and others increased again, that is to go to the front line to carry the corpses and deliver the wounded.

This task is very heavy, because every day a steady stream of corpses and wounded soldiers come down from the first and second line positions, and the number remains in the hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands almost every day.

This is a heavy war, Li Mu seems to be forced to watch all this.

"I can't take it anymore, let me carry so many people every day, why not let us go to the battlefield!"

Hans was the first person to vent his emotions. He kept carrying the dead body down every day, filling his heart with despair, and panic spread in everyone's hearts. It seemed that the next moment, he would become a dead body, or lie down A wounded patient lingering on a stretcher, almost dying.

Li Mu put down the shovel in question, looked up at the other party, and then swept away the soldiers standing up one by one beside him.

There was hesitation in their eyes.

But at this moment, a figure came running, it was Thomas the orderly, he hurried towards Li Mu.

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(End of this chapter)