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Chapter 158: The Prelude to the War

"Sir, are you doing anything?" At the entrance of the regiment department, a soldier in charge of the guard stopped Mu Yang and asked.

"I am the company commander of the 1st Company of the Second Battalion. I want to meet the regiment commander Colonel Oston Wood." Mu Yang said, handing his ID to the soldier.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and report now." The soldier went in and reported.

Mu Yang walked into the temporary command center that was renovated by a private house, and Colonel Wood was sitting behind a narrow desk with something written.

"Hello, sir, Joseph Williams reports to you." Mu Yang stood attentively, shouted loudly after saluting.

Auston Wood raised his head, smiled on his face, and said to Mu Yang: "Williams, congratulations on your recovery. You are such a lucky guy. How about it? Can you go back to the battlefield now?"

"Yes, the team leader, you can continue to fight with the Germans." Mu Yang sat on the seat in front of the desk.

Mu Yang took out a can of black tea and a box of cigars from his cowhide backpack and put it on Colonel Wood's desk: "I hope you like the cigars and black tea that someone brought back from Paris."

Colonel Wood was very interested and picked up the tea jar and checked it out: "This is Chinese tea, it's so exquisite. I think it must be delicious. Why don't we have a cup now?" Colonel Wood said, and directly asked the soldiers outside to cook tea for the two of them.

Colonel Wood took out another cigar box from Mu Yang and ordered it for himself, "It tastes really good, much better than the ones sent in the army."

"Captain, I heard that our regiment was transferred to the second line to defend?" Mu Yang asked.

"Yes, our regiment suffered too much loss in the last battle. Six officers of your second battalion died, more than 300 soldiers were killed, and the second battalion was reduced by nearly half, and the first battalion was not much better, so we retreated. We are now responsible for defending the second line of defense against the Aina River."

"How was my successive casualties? You know, I fainted at that time."

"There are 82 casualties, some new recruits. But there are still no replacements. Now there are too many casualties in the soldiers, and there are shortages of people in any unit. This is the only way for the time being. Joseph, after returning, educate the new recruits well. Don't let them die too quickly. You know, they are still very young." Colonel Wood said helplessly.

There were 152 people in a company, and 82 were killed. Even if some new recruits were supplemented, their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced. Mu Yang really has no confidence in completing his system mission. You should know that in the next second Battle of Marenhe, both sides invested hundreds of thousands of troops, and each suffered more than 100,000 casualties. His own soldier was just a drop in the ocean in the face of this huge number.

"Joseph, a big war will soon be fought. Now, Germany and our coalition are accumulating strength. On the periphery of Paris, there will definitely be a big battle. Take good care of your soldiers. I know you are the best company commander, don't let me down." Colonel Wood said.

"I will. I won't embarrass our West Yorkshire Group." Mu Yang said.

"Yes, we are the brave West Yorkshire regiment, we are His Majesty's most loyal and brave warriors, and the glory of the empire is with us." Colonel Wood said loudly with a proud face.

"Captain, I heard that the Americans are coming. Where are they responsible for defense?" Mu Yang asked curiously.

"Yes. The Americans are here, and the country bumpkins speak with a slight vulgarity. They are responsible for defending the Marne defensive position in the Reims. Our British defensive position in the Aene defensive position, and the French defensive position in the suburbs of Soissons and Paris."

Colonel Wood took out a brief map and pointed it to Mu Yang. Of course, with Mu Yang's current identity, it is useless to understand these big patterns. He is just a company commander, and can only obey the orders above and defend his position. As for studying strategic command of the army, he does not have his part. Even if he is familiar with history, he has no place to speak here.

Even if he took the two armies in history to run to the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, French Marshal Ferdinand Foch, it would be useless. Because the war is ever-changing, the commanders of both sides will make constant changes based on the situation of both sides. History has its continuity, but it is not immutable. In such a big battle, he has no effect at all. He can only do his own things and try his best to complete his tasks.

Inside the German General Staff.

Erich von Rudendolph is studying the strategic map for the attack on Paris with several German generals. In addition to Rudendolph, there are also General Frez von Bello and General Dieter von Pom, as well as several senior staff officers in the research room.

Inside the house, everyone was discussing strategy and military deployment in a low voice. Rudendolf frowned and looked at the map on the wall. After a while, he turned around and said to General Bom, "Bom, the Americans are here after all. They have increased their troops by 750,000. Our previous plan seems to have been miscarried. What do you plan to do with a new offensive plan?"

According to Germany's idea, Germany's war in other places was not ideal. Rudendolf imagined that before the Americans landed in and increased their troops, they would take Paris in one fell swoop, causing the French to completely lose their resistance. However, things went against their wishes. The offensive plan in June was blocked by the French and British coalition forces on the north bank of the Marne River.

Rudendolf knew that this time was probably Germany's last fight. If it was successful, Germany still had the possibility of continuing to fight. If it failed, Germany would collapse instantly because the domestic form of Germany is not good now. Germany's finance, people's livelihood, and politics are all in a very dangerous situation. Now Germany needs a victory, and it can only be a victory.

Admiral Bom took out his pipe from his mouth and said slowly: "We have known that the Americans are coming for a long time, but it is only a matter of time. Now, the General Staff has formulated a new offensive plan. The Marne River and the Aine River are the first line of defense of the British and French troops. This fan-shaped defense area is 80 kilometers long. They cannot defend all places. We just need to open a gap and enter Fudi directly."

"Of course, they have a second defense line, that's our focus. We may encounter the most tenacious resistance. After all, Paris is behind the second defense line."

"Our 1st, 3rd, and 7th Army, a total of 48 divisions, 6,353 artillery and about 400 aircraft, broke through the Allied military defense line from Fort Thieri and the Aene River, and then launched an attack on Paris to win the war."

"Our 2nd, 10th, 5th Army and Guards attack on the Marne line can restrain most of the energy of the British and French coalition forces and wait for an opportunity to move. As long as the breakthrough in both directions is successful, we can form a pincer attack, and Paris can be taken in two days." Bom said.

Rudendorf looked at General Bello on the side, and General Bello nodded. After all, this was a plan they jointly developed, gathering the power of the entire German General Staff. He also hoped that Rudendorf could agree with this offensive plan.

"Just follow this plan." Rudendolf made the final decision.

Rudendolf's decision is related to the fate of Germany, but at this moment, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched. In war, there will always be a winning and losing side. As for which side can win in the end, it depends on the specific battle.

Rudendolf has made up his mind to fight in Germany in the future. (To be continued.)
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