"How was my drinking yesterday?" Mu Yang stood in front of the team and asked loudly.

The soldiers shouted, "Very good."

"Then I will cheer me up today. Everyone must train strictly according to my requirements. Whoever does not do well will be punished to stand, clean the toilet, and even fast. If it is done well, you can add vegetables to the evening." Mu Yang said loudly.

"It's the sir." One hundred people shouted at the same time.

In the soldiers' team, there was a very alternative group of people, including yellow-skinned Asians, wearing British private uniforms, holding rifles, and standing in the team with restraints.

"Claire, start training now."

Claire whistled and shouted, "Everyone has it, go forward quickly, charge."

All the soldiers bent down according to the previous requirements, tried to reach a 90-degree angle, and rushed forward with guns in one hand.

"Enemy machine gun position, crawl forward." Claire issued another order.

The soldiers in front of the team fell directly forward, and then climbed forward with both hands and feet.

What is this? Babies crawl.

There were also people who kept kicking their legs there, but their bodies just didn't move forward.

Some people just get up, run forward with their hands and feet sticking out their butts, and their movements are not slow.

Mu Yang's face was covered in darkness.

Assemble and explain the key points of the action again.

"Crawling forward is a way to block shorter areas through enemy rifles and machine gun positions or use relatively low obstacles to advance. There are two hands and legs crawling, and one hand and one foot. Pay attention to the key points. The force is on the elbows and waist, rather than sticking out your butts to climb forward. Do you want the machine gun to smash your butts directly?" Mu Yang scolded loudly.

"But the company commander, why do we need to learn how to crawl? I think it's good to charge with guns when training in the recruit battalion, and it can also reflect the courage of our British soldiers." A recruit retorted.

"Very good. You stand up and tell me what your name is." Mu Yang said, pointing to the recruit who made an opinion.

"Company Commander, my name is David." A young soldier with eyes and a little literary atmosphere stood up and replied.

David, this name reminded Mu Yang of an English allusion or joke that the professor told in class. According to statistics from British media, the name daid is not the most commonly used name in the UK, but it is the name with the most accidents. It is known as the most miserable male name in the UK.

People who call David are prone to cuts, piercings, scalding, and even muscle twitching.

By the way, the most miserable woman in Britain is named Joanne, Joanne.

"Tell me, do you have a mother? Does your mother love you?"

"Yes, my mother loves me very much."

"Then do you love her?"

"Of course, sir."

"If you die, do you think he will be sad?"

"I think, yes, I think she will be very sad." The soldier lowered his head.

Mu Yang raised his head and said to all the soldiers, "Even if you lie down on the ground like dogs, it will be a hundred times better than if you are walking forward with your head held high and then being shot down by hunters like wild ducks."

"What I teach you now is the skills of survival and the skills of fighting."

"Is it a humble victory or a proud joy to die. I think you are not fools, you should know how to choose."

"Now everyone, keep training."

Mu Yang called Claire and asked him to watch these guys rolling and crawling in the mud pond. He returned to the trenches.

Today is Calvin's second platoon duty, but Mu Yang did not let these guys sit in the trenches and play cards and chat, but assigned them tasks to dig anti-aircraft holes.

In this way, the soldiers on duty stayed to dig anti-aircraft holes, and those who were not on duty directly pulled them to the ground to practice charges. As for other tactical movements, there was no time to practice for the time being.

Time passed day by day, and Mu Yang was stepping up time to dig holes and train, waiting for the war to come. The letters that Mu Yang threw out attracted the attention of the senior military leaders.

Marshal Ferdinand Foch, Marshal Douglas Heg are all war-produced generals. After a little analysis of the contents of Mu Yang's letter, I found it very meaningful. Although it was just a few simple changes, it should play a very important role in combat.

Just after the staff officers conducted an analysis, the next day, they ordered the entire army to start digging anti-aircraft holes and train to crawl forward. The name Joseph Williams is well-known, of course, mainly those officers in the army.

But Mu Yang's proposal to improve labor treatment was ignored. Europeans in this era were arrogant and looked down on Asians or people of color from the bottom of their hearts. These marshals only knew that Joseph had mentioned to him about improving labor treatment. As for what they really ordered to change, they should not be foolish.

"Brothers, line up, don't be in a mess. If you are running around, Bird, I will kick your ass directly if you believe it or not."

After hearing Claire's words, everyone laughed.

In front of everyone, there was an old wooden frame camera, which Mu Yang invited to take photos of all the soldiers in the company.

The war is imminent, and even if you are well prepared, you cannot guarantee death on the battlefield. Mu Yang does not want them to come before, but leave no footprints. No matter what, the people in this photo will be recorded and may even be placed in the memorial hall for people to pay homage.

More than a hundred people were crowded together, squatting or standing. The photographer was still directing behind the wooden camera. The scene was a little messy, but Mu Yang felt very warm. After all, he had been together for more than ten days and had some feelings.

"Everyone is careful to take pictures, and they all look at my hands. I don't put down my hands and don't blink." The photographer quickly took off the camera cover, and then the crowd began to hold their breath and concentrate and did not dare to let out.

At this time, the camera is the type that opens the lens cover and automatically exposes the film. It takes about 10 seconds to automatically expose it.

After a while, I heard the photographer say, "Okay."

Everyone then relaxed, and someone said, "But I'm so suffocating, I don't dare to breathe."

"Me too."

"You idiots, you breathe without any effect, just keep your eyes open."

"I actually took photos, and I don't know what it looks like," said a Chinese worker.

The young men were joking and joking, and each returned to their own positions.

At 4:50 am on July 15, 1918, the German army began the attack.

"Boom, boom, boom", there was a rumbling sound of cannons in the distance.

Even if the second line of defense is several kilometers away from the first line of defense, you can clearly hear the deafening and dense bomb explosions from the distance from the trenches.
Chapter completed!