"I don’t have this luxury. What’s the good-looking sunrise with a lover? I’d rather stay in bed for a few days if I have a lover! " Zhang Yiping laughed. "I think brother Zhen Fang should be here at this time to meet a brother. What’s so embarrassing!"
Qu Weiqing secretly ashamed that he is not as frank and secretive as Zhang Yiping, but he seems a little feminine.
In the early morning, there was some fog on the earth, and the breeze was cool, and the mist blurred the face like a veil. In the fog, a team came and Zhang Yiping called "coming."
The team came to the village and rode first. It was a surprise in Zhang Yiping, Jiang Fangzhen. Qu Weiqing had greeted you with open arms. "Brother Zhen Fang can bring you back. If you don’t come, I can’t stand it anymore …"
Jiang Fangzhen jumped from the horse and hugged Qu Weiqing for a few words. They came to the village together. Zhang Yiping smiled and stood in Jiang Fangzhen, but gave a serious military salute and said, "I’m not late for the commander in chief for three days!"
Zhang Yiping put his arms around Jiang Fangzhen and said, "Brother Wei Qing can hug me, but he can’t?"
"That’s because you’ve been holding women a little more recently. Brother Zhen Fang must have a strange feeling in his heart …" Quweiqing quipped.
"It’s a little unfair that I didn’t think about anything when I hugged!" Zhang Yiping said, "When Chief of General Staff Jiang came back, I put two big stones in my heart. First, I lifted the military threat in the direction of Caen behind us. Second, the two chiefs of staff returned to the double swords and the Americans’ bad days are coming!"
"Americans are already very unlucky!" Jiang Fangzhen laughed. "There are two things that are the most unlucky in Europe. Does the commander-in-chief know which two?"
"I saw a glistening ass in the Woods, but when I walked over, I found that it was not a French beauty but an Englishman …"
"No, although this is very unfortunate!" Jiang Fangzhen laughed. "The first unfortunate thing is to make an Englishman as a friend. Do you think it’s bad luck if Americans make an Englishman as a friend?"
"It’s really unlucky, but Americans have no choice because they are the same ancestor as the British … it’s really unlucky to be able to see …"
"The second unlucky thing is to make an enemy of Zhang Yiping!" Jiang Fangzhen said.
"This is true!" Zhang Yiping laughed. "Even if he wasn’t unlucky, I’ll send it to his home by courier!"
"Americans have just provoked these two things. Can they not be unlucky?" Jiang Fangzhen said, "I heard that you have eaten two infantry divisions. They lost two infantry divisions without getting a fart. Isn’t that bad luck?"
"It’s all because their names are not well obtained. The US army is unlucky …"
The fog of the earth gradually dispersed in all directions, and it was dark and messy in the hazy morning. A large wave stretched to the far side, and a red Li Guanghui shone on the earth through the white fog in the east.
The three main leaders of the Chinese Communist Youth League gathered together this beautiful morning. Zhang Yiping, Jiang Fangzhen and Qu Weiqing walked side by side to the headquarters in the small village. They were firm and brisk.
Jiang Fangzhen returned with the 11th and 15th Divisions, and the infantry divisions of the Chinese regiment finally took their positions. A battle against the American army is about to start.
The artillery of the American Expeditionary Force on the outskirts of Tours is still very fierce, as if the shells will never end.
At noon, Zhang Yiping is still patrolling all positions as usual. This is what he has to do every day when he enters Tours. He wants to tell the soldiers that he will always be with them here in Zhang Yiping.
Crossing trenches and craters into a misty area, Shi Weilan, the resident of the 16th Division, said to Zhang Yiping, "Today, the 321st Infantry Regiment of the 16th Division is on duty, and each of them from China has two or three Hungarian soldiers. Everyone calls these auxiliary soldiers’ two hairs’ and’ two hairs’."
"If people call us’ two hairs’, then we are not old hairs ourselves." Zhang Yiping walked through the trenches with a rifle. "Guo Laomao is a character that everyone hates!"
Shi Weilan said, "Even so, we all envy those old Mao who can rampage around Weifu, so if you call them old Mao here, I guess they won’t object!"
"I believe that I have always recognized that we are foreign ghosts in Europe. They are kind people. Foreign ghosts should have the style of foreign ghosts. It is in line with our identity to soak up more women and grab more things."
Outside the traffic trench is a cemetery with piles of mounds and wooden crosses neatly arranged.
Shi Weilan said, "This is just after death. The French heard that they had the flu and died a lot. When we came here, almost all the people in Tours died and became a city!"
Natural disasters have come to Europe one after another. In addition to the war, the ghost of Spanish flu has also appeared from time to time. Every time it appears in the wild, it is like a dark cloud of death sweeping through the whole village and town, taking away many lives. Sometimes more people die from the flu than from the war.
Zhang Yiping is wrinkly to knit the brows in the * * group. Although there is a specific medicine for Radix Isatidis for proper prevention and treatment, Zhang Yiping is also very alert to this flu.
Suddenly I felt a "hissing" sound approaching from the sky, and then it became a crack and a rumbling roar. When Zhang Yiping heard that these shells might explode around, he quickly threw himself into the ditch.
The explosion was more than ten meters behind the cemetery, and the fire went straight down the sky. A broken cross was thrown into the ditch.
"These cemeteries are not all buried with the bodies of people who died of influenza, are they?" Zhang Yiping said, "If the shelling lifts the bodies out of the cemetery and causes a big outbreak of influenza, it will be in trouble, damn Americans! His mother, they must have deliberately kept firing guns here. This is a disguised biochemical attack, a violation of the Zhiwa Convention, and a crime! " Zhang Yiping kept scolding.
"The ashes buried in the cemetery have been cremated!" Shi Weilan said, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with our inspection. We are not careless about this. This is a major death for military students."
Zhang Yiping was a little relieved, but after this, he woke up. Maybe it is feasible for Zhang Yiping to launch one or two biochemical wars with Spanish flu this time.
To hell with those so-called conventions! This is a world where guns replace justice!
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Chapter 347 The Battle of Orleans (33)
Once again, there was a sharp roar in the sky. Zhang Yiping knew that these were several 155 mm heavy artillery shells, but the landing point was a little far from himself. Sure enough, after a few seconds, with the roar of the shells again, branches and vegetation in a fried forest behind the ditch flew out. Three or four young trees were uprooted and went straight to the top of the forest and then dismembered and scattered on the grass.
Then the American artillery became dense, and the shells "sizzled" in the ground, like fireworks and two kicks in every family during the Chinese New Year, and like when the boiler was hit, Mars was very dense!
"Commander in chief when we launch a counterattack? We feel suffocated by being bombarded by Americans every day! " A soldier’s body is covered with thick eluvial soil, and his face is covered with sand, showing a pair of eyes. When he sees Zhang Yiping, he can’t help shouting at Zhang Yiping.
"Soon!" Zhang Yiping stretched out his hand and patted the soldier’s body. Once such a situation occurred, Zhang Yiping could say this.
The Chinese regiment is the most offensive and aggressive force. It is rare for a place like this to be beaten for a few days and not fight back. This is also the reason why Zhang Yiping has to patrol every day, because the officers and men of the army need him to appease them.
"Soon, soon, you always say this. When is’ soon’?" The soldier is also an explosive temper and asks
"Just these two days!" Zhang Yiping said firmly that he patted the soldier on the shoulder again. "Save your strength for another day or two. I heard that many young female soldiers were recruited by the US military to protect them. Most of them came from Canada and the United States. These women in affluent life-style capitalist societies are well-nourished, smooth-skinned, and … everyone is just white … haha …"
"If you want it, we’ll hold back for two days …" The soldier drooled and smiled sadly.
The US artillery fire is like a mountain rain drifting to other places. Zhang Yiping continued to walk forward along the traffic trench. Shi Weilan praised, "The commander-in-chief just managed to coax these guys in a few words. Recently, the demands of the officers and men of several infantry divisions have become more and more, which has made our general staff overwhelmed."
"What are you kidding?" Zhang Yiping primly said, "I’m telling the truth. The truth is that there are these young female soldiers in the US military! How can I tell a lie about my brother? "
"Are there really well-nourished, smooth-skinned and white women?" Shi Weilan said, "I have seen French women who are not like this. Their skin is like a dry river bed! Pores covered with pig hair are like wormholes and covered with spots … "
"How many years has France been fighting? The average woman doesn’t even have bread to eat. How can she be beautiful? Abundant? They are scared all day. How can they compare with those women who have lived in the United States and Canada and have not been affected by the war for a long time? I tell you that they are well-nourished, smooth-skinned, and it is no exaggeration! " Zhang Yiping said.
"It seems that the commander-in-chief is really ignorant of me!" Shi Weilan murmured
"In fact, there are some extreme women in France who want you to pay a few extra francs, which is certainly much better than two coins!"
"I feel the waves when those prostitutes pay two coins!" Shi Yulan said
Shao Zhanmin, head of the 321st regiment in front of the entrance of a ditch, and Ivanov, deputy head of Hungarian nationality, said to Shi Weilan and Zhang Yiping, "There are American snipers in this area ahead. We are clearing them. Please ask the two officers to go there later!"
Trench warfare is always the most active place for snipers. The soldiers of the Chinese regiment are all excellent marksmanship. Generally, snipers are hard to be born in front of the Chinese regiment.
However, this sniper can disturb the 15th Division to send a superior to carry out the clearance operation, which must be an extraordinary superior.
Zhang Yiping waved his hand and said, "Let us pass!"
Shao Zhanmin gave way. Zhang Yiping is the king of guns in the army. His marksmanship is a wonder in the army. Moreover, he often says that he should dare to face the enemy’s bullets and face death directly. He will not stop because of a sniper, and no one can stop him.
Zhang Yiping bent down through a long trench and saw a black hole in the eyebrows of a Hungarian soldier, and his eyes were just in line.
Zhang Yiping walked less than ten meters from the body and found another body. The fatal shot between the eyebrows was exactly the same as the body in front.
Zhang Yiping was secretly surprised that two shots hit the same position, and marksmanship was serious. No wonder the 16th Division had to deal with it specially.
"There’s another one over there that hits the eyebrows equally!" Shao Zhanmin said, "This Yankee is challenging us!"
"This is an old hand. The Americans have just entered the war. It is estimated that they are not so good snipers." Zhang Yiping immediately snorted. "But anyway, he dared me to teach fish to swim and eventually die!" Zhang Yiping said coldly.
"Didn’t you move the body?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"no!" Shao Zhanmin said, "We soldiers are all gunmen. When we see this wound, the soldiers all know that it was done by enemy snipers and that it was done by the best of the best. Everyone is very cautious. It is these two auxiliary soldiers." Shao Zhanmin shook his head. "He was shot by being not very persuaded and inexperienced."
It’s not easy to kill two people in a row with so many senior gunmen watching! Zhang Yiping thought.
"Now I have transferred Vicke Wang, the first master of our 321st regiment, to help him. He is a master of Tai Ji Chuan with accurate marksmanship. I believe that it will not be long before the sniper can be found and killed!" Shao Zhanmin said
One by one, I secretly watched the men fall in the opposite direction. I already know the scope of the sniper in general. Zhang Yiping believes that so many senior gunmen in the * * regiment are watching the sniper. Although it may have moved the position, the moving range should not be large, so it is easy to expose the target.
Zhang Yiping saw a man lying behind the parapet wall next to him. The whole portrait was immersed in the ground and blended with the soil. Zhang Yiping looked at it and knew it was Vicke Wang.
Zhang Yiping came to Vicke Wang and put his head out gently to stare at the front.
In front of the trench is a silent wasteland, a piece of soil in the east and west is exposed, shining as bright as rust, and famous plants are happily blooming like small red fruits, with green flowers and weeds growing wildly and gently twisting their waists under the breeze.
A little further ahead stretched a road damaged by artillery shells, and the potholes made people feel like a lonely road. Behind the highway, there are some old thatchs and shrubs that are as tall as people who have been shot by bullets, and many of them are burnt, leaving branches standing like steel bars.
Looking at the direction pointed by Vicke Wang’s gun is roughly the direction that Zhang Yiping judges the enemy sniper.
"I don’t know where the enemy sniper is?" Vicke Wang said softly, "It’s windy outside. I don’t know if those branches are shaken by the wind or caused by people. I hope I find his trail when he shoots once, but I’m not sure where he shot. Maybe it was me or you. You’d better put your head back if you don’t want to die!"
Vicke Wang obviously didn’t know that the person next to him was Zhang Yiping. He was absorbed.
"But I know!" Zhang Yiping said, "I felt him as soon as I came. I could even feel his breathing …"
Zhang Yiping sounded like a gibberish in Vicke Wang’s ear. "Adjust your breathing to let you feel slowly released … slowly like high tide water flooding the beach … right at the bottom of that little tree …"
Vicke Wang suddenly pulled the trigger and "bang" sounded. At the bottom of a charred small tree behind the highway, a figure dressed in a shadow jumped up on the ground and jumped on a grass next to it.
Although this shadow is so fast, it is not as fast as Vicke Wang’s gun "bang" rings again. After all, it passes through those branches like steel bars with a fiery kinetic energy, and just leaps up and shoots a wisp of blood and then quickly disappears into the grass.
"Right in the middle of the temple is dead!" Zhang Yiping said he pulled his head back into the ditch.