German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 57 Future Enemies

"Young man, if you need anything in the future, you can write to me."

Rajelf smiled and patted Karl on the shoulder. This sentence is much more important than the Silver Wing Medal. The implication is that the old man is optimistic about you, boy.

After speaking, he left surrounded by senior officers of the Brandenburg Division.

After the high-level people left, the members of the 503rd Brigade jumped up excitedly. They rushed forward and threw Carl high, and some whistled.

The Silver Wing Medal, this is a great honor, it not only belongs to Karl alone, but also belongs to the 503 Aviation Mages Brigade, and even the entire Brandenburg Division.

The fuss was over, and the hero Karl limped back to the station.I don't know which idiot is not serious, but he scratched Carl's right thigh so hard that it swelled up, and Carl grinned in pain.

"I guess it was Prami, this guy was standing next to my lap."

At this time, Karl was already lying on the bed, and the real culprit behind the scenes had been found out.But there is no such thing as holding grudges. After all, that guy often short-circuits his brain, and it's not the first day we met...

Carl suddenly thought of how many honors he had won, and he had only been on the battlefield for less than half a year.

The young eagle command knife is a reward for some brave and skilled soldiers, but it is not a rare thing. At least the main division such as the Brandenburg Division has won no less than ten people.

The Silver Wing Medal symbolizes outstanding contributions to the empire.In fact, if it wasn't for punching Frank in the face, he should have won the Iron Cross, but overall it looks pretty good.

"Is this a good time to catch a leak?"

Carl held his head in his hands, feeling inexplicably comfortable, but then he thought about it and realized something was wrong.

"No, although the Silver Wing Medal is more prestigious, it has no allowances! Whoever wants to honor such illusory things, there is no real money."

To be honest, if possible, Karl would still like to exchange this for the Iron Cross.

Then there's the Medal of Courage, one awarded after major victories on the Western Front, and the other...

"May there be no war in heaven." Carl closed his eyes, and the scenes of the past were in his mind, although he didn't have much interaction with his classmates.

But there will always be an inexplicable sense of loss, that strange feeling when people around you suddenly leave.

"Frank 105 Aviation Mages Brigade, I remember you all."

You can't get involved in other emotions during the war, but this is an exception. Both Maltida and the stunned young man are because of this army, and he barely escaped.

Although Karl eliminated some of the attackers on the spot, this force did not completely disappear. If the war continues, they will definitely meet on the battlefield in the future.

Karl's eyes became a little cold. Everyone was fighting for their respective countries, but this did not affect Karl's desire to kill Frank's 105th Air Mages Brigade.

Lying bored, Karl suddenly had an idea. He took all the medals and the Eagle Commander Knife, adjusted his military uniform in front of the mirror, and then went for a walk in the camp.

Sure enough, every soldier who saw Karl gave way to salute. Even if they met a higher-ranking officer, when they saw the medal and the command knife on Karl, they would still raise their arms and salute.

Because the honor that Karl is wearing at this time has already explained what kind of existence he is.

It also explained how a short boy like him had been tempered on the battlefield.

……

"Are you ready, warriors!"

"Ready! Major!"

"Then output magic power, let's have a big fight."

"Long live Frank!"

"Long live Frank!"

"Long live Frank!"

……

In an abandoned trench, Major Treville led his 105th aviation mage brigade to take off suddenly. They appeared behind a German army. force.

"At four o'clock, a group of air mages from Germany approached, visually measuring the size of the brigade."

A second lieutenant yelled that there was indeed a German aviation mage brigade approaching, Major Treville immediately issued an order,
"Very well, mount the bayonet and we will attack!"

All staff put on bayonets and charged at the enemy air mage brigade. The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce, but the Franks' attack was even crazier. Their precise shooting made the Germans start to retreat in a hurry.

"Squadrons reporting losses."

Major Treville gave the order, the communications adjutant began to notify the squad leaders, and the four squadron leaders began to count the casualties.

"In the first squadron, one person was seriously injured, six people were slightly injured, and no one was killed."

"In the second squadron, one person was seriously injured, three were slightly injured, and no one was killed."

"In the third squadron, one person was seriously injured, nine people were slightly injured, and no one was killed."

"In the fourth squadron, two people were seriously injured, six people were slightly injured, and no one was killed."

The results were soon reported. They eliminated at least seven German air mages this time, and the number of seriously injured should not be less than ten. The final result was a great success. Major Treville nodded in satisfaction.

"May you rest in peace, and those who lost their way will eventually return to the embrace of the gods..."

War is cruel, like a marching priest. Many people are in awe of life, but these prayers are really useless. The gods are ready to destroy this planet.

Treville made a simple prayer to the battlefield, and then ordered the seriously injured comrades to be lifted onto the vehicle, and at the same time, the unmanned vehicle was destroyed to prevent it from falling into the hands of the Germans.

After cleaning up everything, they quickly left the battlefield.

This time on the German territory, they not only stopped the attack of the German soldiers, but also severely damaged a brigade of aviation mages. Now it's time to go back and rest.

"The task is so simple that it's a bit boring. If we meet that little devil, maybe we can use the six thousand francs to celebrate."

The return was also very smooth, which made everyone on the battlefield relax a little bit, but the adjutant next to him inadvertently mentioned Karl, which made Treville frowned slightly.

It's not to blame the adjutant's slackness or arrogance. They lay in ambush in that trench all night yesterday. Everyone's spirits were exhausted. After relaxing, they would naturally be a little outspoken, but Treville was still very fond of Karl. heart.

It was probably that time when he went to visit the wounded. When he learned that this German recruit named Karl had wiped out half of the squadron by himself, you must know that there were [-] people in this squadron.

When only one second lieutenant and one and a half team members returned from the entire squadron, the scene was truly tragic.

"Karl Deng Anpu Nimir?"

Major Treville chanted Karl's name, his eyes became colder and colder.

Two people who have never met have made up their minds in their hearts, when they meet, they will kill each other without hesitation!
(End of this chapter)