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On the entire line of Berlin’s defense, the contest between the German Army Junior and the French 29 Infantry was quickly the focus of the battlefield.

It is not because of the fierceness of the war here, but the shocking fighting power of the German children of the Junior Division.

Romantic, like to be a screenwriter is better than the general’s Evino faithfully used the pen to record everything he saw, and sent it to the domestic “Great Paris”.

“A team of children is fighting,” and soon the “Great Paris” published such an article.

It is also through this newspaper that the German Army Junior Division is also quickly spread in the European continent and spread in the United States. Everyone knows what happened in Berlin, and everyone started to know that a group of German children are fighting for their country.

“What we got in the war, what we lost in the war…” Someone began to reflect on this issue.

Yes, there should always be someone responsible for this war. . . . .

Wang Weizhen is also watching the performance of the children. He is even more concerned than anyone. If possible, he is willing to withdraw all the Army Juniors from the battlefield immediately.

However, the children have never asked for any withdrawal related requirements.

Guo Yenfeng has stayed in the juvenile division. He told “The Drifter” that he found Fu Yu’s child, Fu Yunfeng, who decided to accompany the child to fight.

Life is really amazing – when I was on the battlefield in China, I accompanied my own Guo Yenfeng and met Fu Yu, but they could not be together.

Then, after a few time and space, Guo Yenfeng met Fu Yu’s child here.

Maybe God has arranged everything in the dark. . . . . .

The fierce battle on the front line has reached the point where people are suffocating and crashing. Every minute and every second is so important to everyone.

Whoever can bite his teeth for a while can see the dawn of victory. . . . . .

“Follow the last day.” This is what Wang Weizhen told Guo Yenfeng.

One day, this will be a crucial day. Wang Weizhen knows what will happen after a day, and Guo Yufeng also knows what will happen after a day.

Then, maybe it is the beginning of victory!

But often this last day will be the most difficult to adhere to.

The Allied Command also saw the unfavorable situation of the current force. From the second Berlin attack and defense war, the Germans had an unfair passive defense. This can be explained in two ways:

First, Berlin’s defensive power has indeed reached exhaustion, and they have no strength to fight back. However, there is a second explanation, the Germans are waiting for the best counterattack moment!

From the performance of Baron Alexson’s return, Westmoreland and the Allied Command would rather believe that the latter may be bigger.

If that’s the case, then everything will become more difficult. . . . . .

Ivano, who was given the order by Westmoreland, put all the reserve teams in his hands into the war. Despite the dislike of the war, despite the tribute to those brave German children, the inability to achieve the expected victory is still a shame for a soldier.

Avenino is a Frenchman in the traditional sense, romantic and passionate, but he is different from other French soldiers. He sees the importance of battlefield honors so important.

He can’t face a failure. . . . . .

The artillery shells slammed into the position of the Army Junior Division. Over time, Evino must ask himself to stand on the enemy’s position as soon as possible.

Thus, the most difficult day for the Army Junior Division began. . . . . .

The newly recruited veterans have done their best to help these children defend their positions. They are also proud of these children. When the war is over, the surviving children can tell everyone with pride:

Defending Berlin, you also have your own credit!

The MG machine gun madly spits out the fire tongue bullets into a string of pours to the enemy. In the fire, the steadfast expression on the faces of these German children is amazing.

Although they have not been in the army for a long time, although they have not been on the battlefield for a long time.

But they have grown into the most determined fighters in a short time.

They wrote their loyalty with their own blood, and they went on and on, and contributed everything to the honor of Germany.

They can die, but they must die in their own positions. . . . . .

In this position, Fu Yunfeng is undoubtedly a veteran. Together with the German soldiers, he has participated in many battles and has killed countless enemies until now.

Guo Yenfeng is always with him.

Although Fu Yunfeng does not have any blood relationship with himself, Guo Yenfeng deeply remembers one thing. This is Fu Yu’s child.

In Fu Yunfeng’s body, Guo Yenfeng seems to be able to see the shadow of Fu Yu. . . . . .

The Frenchman’s Tank came up. Soon, the “Leopard” and “Destroyer” and “Mordel” assault guns on the German positions launched a tenacious counterattack.

A German soldier died under the enemy’s machine gun and the rocket launcher was thrown aside. Fu Yunfeng quickly rushed up and picked up the rocket launcher left by his companion. He resisted his shoulders and then the rocket screamed and flew out.

With a bang, the rocket hit the enemy’s Tank accurately. . . . . . The Tank, which was just swaying, soon became a pile of scrap iron. . . . . .

Then, Fu Yunfeng picked up the Sub Machine Gun again, and the muzzle jumped up again. . . . . .

What a good child. . . . . . What a brave soldier. . . . . . Guo Yenfeng’s heart has emerged with unprecedented pride.

This is Fu Yu’s child. In a sense, it is also his own child.

When the battle went to the afternoon, the battlefield had already become hot. Many positions were met by the French, but Guo Yenfeng and Jacques worked hard to organize a counterattack and regain some of the positions. But often they have not waited for them to breathe, and the French new attack has come again.

The bodies on each position are everywhere, and almost no one has taken care of the wounded.

The medical medics were sometimes rescued by a wounded companion but he was suddenly hit by bullets and then fell to the side of the companion who was supposed to be treated by himself.

No one has ever shed a tear for them, and everyone knows that maybe they will die so quickly on this fiery battlefield.

However, they do not want to leave too much regret. . . . . .

Another layer of French soldiers swarmed slowly toward the position under the cover of Tank, defending the German soldiers here, including the second son of General Jacques, Borku.

Borku is perhaps the most honorable of all Army Juniors. His father is the commander of this unit, and he must not lose any face to his father.

Their captains have already died, and at the most critical juncture, Borku bravely assumed the responsibility of the commander. He showed that he was far from being equal to his age and commanded a small number of soldiers, bravely and calmly repelling the enemy’s attack.

They will patiently wait for the enemy to approach, and then throw a row of grenades in the bursts of explosions, seeing the enemy screaming and dying.

Then there was a very intensive gunshot. . . . . .

The flank position in Borku is the squad of his brother Wennet. The intensity of the war here is not inferior.

The brothers have already bet on each other before joining the battle. They want to see who has killed more enemies in the battle, who can get the first iron cross. . . . . .

“The enemy Tank!” I don’t know who shouted. Several Tanks of the French army are advancing with arrogance. They don’t seem to be afraid at all. What followed is the machine gun’s sweeping and shelling.

“Battle! Fight!” The voice of fanaticism sounded on the ground.

“Swelling!” A shell flew to the side armor of the German Tank, and the German Tank suddenly burned. . . . . .

Wennet was stunned by the scene in front of him. The French Tank is rushing to their camp and is followed by a recent French soldier. The German position was already in a mess at this time. Everyone was fighting hard. The French machine gun did not pity anyone who swept the German soldiers on the field.

Wennet saw a MG62 not far away. The machine gunner had already died. He bit his teeth and quickly rushed up. He pulled the bullet box, pulled out a whole bullet, hung it around his neck, and put it in. Inside the gun. . . . . .

“咔咔-“

“The sudden process…the sudden process…” He madly swept the infantry team behind the Tank. Some 10 people were swept to the ground by the sudden appearance of MG62. He then picked up the hot machine gun, and the injury was burnt with a soldering iron, but he didn’t feel any pain.

He rushed to the flank with a machine gun and slammed against the French infantry. The French army panicked and the dozens of people were thrown to the ground by the machine gun before they were pulled, and then were run over by the Tank.

Wennet blew the bullets in his hand, dropped the machine gun, and quickly found a rocket launcher. At this time God is himself, no bullets can stop his road, he rushed to the front of a French Tank not far away, grabbed the rocket launcher before the enemy stopped to shoot.

The beach flame was hot, but he had no discomfort and flew toward the slowly marching French army. . . . . . The crowd opened the flowers, and everyone was inspired by the madness of Wennet. Everyone neuroticly picked up their weapons and retaliated against the French.

Here – has become a terrible melting pot. . . . . . Everyone is completely melted by it. . . . . Here, there is the pride and dignity of the soldiers fighting for the country. . . . . . Here, there is no dignity of life. . . . . .

Life is worthless here. When you die, no one wants to flow for you, even a tear. . . . . .

Repeated attacks are faced with countless blood and death. Almost everyone is numb. They only know that the mechanical triggers the trigger, mechanically throws the grenades, and then mechanically watches the enemy die or kills them directly by the enemy.

General Jacques was equally numb. . . . . . The casualties are no longer important to him. What matters is whether he and his Army Juniors can stick to the last moment. . . . . .

Probably the only one who doesn’t feel numb is Guo Yenfeng.

Accompanied by “The Drifter”, he has participated in countless wars. He has seen countless dead people, but it is because of this that he is extremely respectful of life.

He knows that it is far more difficult to live on the battlefield than to die. . . . . . Being alive – that means you have to fight and live – means that your responsibilities still exist!

In front, there were several bodies lying in the horizontal, and in which he saw a German child still alive, but he was already injured, and he was painfully groaning in a pool of blood.

“Cover me!” Guo Yenfeng snorted and quickly rushed out of the position.

Fu Yunfeng screamed and shot the bullets in his hand. He was able to give two level ones the help of the winner, only the machine gun in his hand.

In the mad attack of the enemy, under the cover of his own bullets and grenades, Guo Yenfeng rushed to the wounded soldier.

The child was very hurt and one leg was interrupted. He felt someone coming to his side. When he saw the rank of the coming man, he said reluctantly: “General, I can’t do it, please don’t care for me.”

“Child, you will live, I promise.” Guo Yenfeng comforted the child. At this time, a string of bullets was called, and he couldn’t look up at it.

More than a dozen French people are approaching here carefully. . . . . .

Fu Yunfeng, who had witnessed all of this, was anxious, although he recognized the generals but did not know why he had a feeling of closeness.

“Bazooka! Rocket!” Fu Yunfeng shouted loudly.

The two rocket launchers were launched very quickly. The two bombs exploded. The Frenchman screamed and fell down a large piece. The remaining ones quickly crouched to the ground.

At this moment, Fu Yunfeng also rushed up. . . . . .

“General, he will be alive.” Fu Yunfeng gasped and pointed at the wounded soldier.

“Yes, he will be alive, come, help me bring him back together.” Guo Yenfeng simply helped the wounded to deal with the wound, and then with Fu Yunfeng, under the enemy’s rain, dragging hard This wounded soldier.

“General! You are very brave. I have never seen a general who is more brave than you.” The bullet flew and Fu Yunfeng did not seem to see it at all.

“There are many people who are brave than me…” With a wounded soldier, and to avoid the enemy’s bullets, it is a very labor-intensive thing, Guo Yenfeng gasped and said: “For example, Marshal Ernst, I have participated in countless battles with him. Only when you personally see the marshal will you know what is truly brave.”

Fu Yunfeng is very stubborn: “No, you are the bravest person I have ever met…”

Miraculously, the enemy’s bullets did not hit them, and the wounded soldiers were dragged back to their positions by two Yunfeng. Despite the pale face because of blood loss, the wounded soldier is still alive.

The wounded soldier fell into tears. He didn’t know what to do. . . . . . Originally, he thought he would die, but now he has survived. . . . . . Can you imagine that a German two-level superior will take such a big danger for an ordinary soldier? . . . . .

“General, I am willing to die for you!” said the wounded soldier crying.

“Soldier, take away your tears.” Guo Yenfeng said coldly: “The real German soldiers never cry. Children, don’t die, live, live well.”

Live well, live to the end of the war. . . . . .

“Marshal Ernst, the French 29 Infantry Division’s offensive is very fierce, but what is certain is that they have used all the power, and each of their reserve teams has been sent to the battlefield.”

“Good, help me pick up the phone of Marshal Rommel.” Wang Weizhen said coldly.

The phone was quickly connected, and Rommel’s voice came from the phone: “Ernst, is our chance?”

“Yes, our chances are here.” Wang Weizhen’s mouth showed some smiles: “Rommel, I ordered all the troops to attack, the goal, the French 29 Infantry Division!”

“Yes, Marshal, goal, France’s 29 Infantry Division!”

The phone was hung up and Wang Weizhen gave a soft breath. I must thank the children of the Army Juniors and must thank all the soldiers who fought on the battlefield.

It was their courage and loyalty that made the enemy unable to move, and the enemy suffered huge losses but still did not get the desired results.

Now, Germany’s counterattack will once again kick off the battlefield. . . . . .

“We will win, are you, Marshal?” Qiannar asked carefully.

“Yes, we will win,” Wang Weizhen replied faintly.

“When will the war end?”

“I don’t know, Johnny, maybe the war will end soon, maybe it will take a long time. Are you afraid?”

“No, I am not afraid, a German soldier never knows how to be afraid.”

“But I am afraid, I am afraid of failure, you will never know what it means to fail.”

“Marshal, are you afraid?”

“Why not? Strong, the fear is the nature of mankind, there is no one who really does not fear. And a brave person, what they can do is to overcome the fear of the heart.”

A brave man – what they can do is to overcome the fear of the heart!