Chapter 16 School

The baker was very surprised by what Qin Chuan and Werner said, because he felt that this was a potential that an officer should have... being able to discover the strengths and weaknesses between the enemy and ourselves at the first opportunity.

In order to verify Qinchuan and Werner's views, and also thinking that this might be useful to the army, the baker tried to report the matter to the captain.

The captain's name is Bazel, and he is the commander of Qin Chuan's company. It is said that he participated in the First World War... This can be seen from the fact that three fingers on his left hand were broken along the palm print, so the soldiers privately He is also called Bazel the Halfhand.

Bazel Halfhand didn't want to talk to the baker at first, because he was busy at this time. He needed to gather his troops and attack the enemy's defense line as soon as possible... Qin Chuan also saw this, and this This made Qinchuan feel nervous, because if the German army did this, most of them would never stand up like the corpses in front of the position, which of course included Qinchuan himself.

But what pleased Qin Chuan was that Bazel Halfhand quickly became interested in the baker's words, and then looked towards Qin Chuan.

Then, Qin Chuan saw the baker waving to him and shouted: "Come here, Frick, the captain wants to talk to you!"

Qin Chuan quickly ran up with his rifle in hand. He stood upright in front of Basel Halfhand and said, "Private Frick, sir!"

"Are you a sniper?".

"Yes, sir!"

"You didn't see the fighting, but you could guess that the 88 anti-aircraft gun couldn't work?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Uh-huh!" Bazel Brokenhand looked Qin Chuan up and down, and then said, "Soldier, what you said is happening. I just want to know... do you have a solution?"

Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but be startled. He just saw something from the surrounding environment, but when it came to the solution...

"Sir!" Qin Chuan replied: "No matter what, we should not attack like before, because that will only make our tanks and soldiers sacrifice in vain!"

"Soldier!" Bazel Halfhand frowned: "I'm asking about the solution, not asking you to tell me what I should and shouldn't do!"

So Qin Chuan quickly understood that they had to attack.

Rommel's style of commanding the troops was to attack, attack and attack again. In his eyes, any difficulty in front of him could be overcome, and the British defense line in front of him was certainly no exception.

"I..." Qin Chuan looked back at the building, and then replied: "I'm not sure, sir, I need to conduct an on-site inspection!"

"Yeah!" Basel Brokenhand was obviously a little surprised by Qin Chuan's answer. He glanced at Qin Chuan and then ordered the baker: "Take your people and cooperate with this third-class soldier to investigate. have……"

Bazel Brokenhand raised his left hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. Qin Chuan noticed that half of Bazel Brokenhand's white gloves were empty, making it look like a deflated balloon... Brokenhand This nickname is indeed well-deserved.

"You have fifteen minutes!" Bazel Halfhand said: "If you haven't figured out a way after fifteen minutes, I will send you to the battlefield, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!" The baker couldn't help but look at Qin Chuan. He seemed to regret doing this.

"So, what do you want to see?" The baker asked Qin Chuan, leading a group of people to run along the defense line.

"I want to see that building!" Qin Chuan replied as he ran: "Because... I think it is the focus of the British defense line. If we lose it, the British will lose their eyes, and it will be much easier for us! "

"God!" Paul couldn't help complaining: "You should know that the British are not fools, they will also think of this!"

"Yes!" The baker agreed: "The British will definitely defend this building tightly, and it will be difficult for us to break through from there!"

Qin Chuan said nothing because he was not sure either.

Werner interjected: "Try it without any loss to us!"

"Is there really no loss?" Paul replied: "We will be kicked in front of the British tanks by the captain... He does what he says!"

Werner couldn't help but let out a "ha": "You put it like that, as if we didn't need to face the British tanks in the first place!"

"At least we won't be kicked into the battlefield so early, right?"

"What's the difference between later and earlier?"

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"Shut up!" the baker interrupted impatiently: "We should not argue about this issue, but complete the task at hand!"

"Okay!" Paul said sarcastically: "Our current task is to cooperate with the third class soldier to 'visit' the building. If possible, he may also ask us to clear out the enemies there so that he can measure it himself. !”

"Paul!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but responded: "I am also executing the captain's order, and we only have fifteen minutes... No, there are no fifteen minutes left now. Do you plan to continue like this and really kill us? Are you going to go to that battlefield where there is no hope of winning?"

When Qin Chuan said this, Paul was speechless, because continuing like this would not be a good thing for Paul, the whole class, or even the entire German army.

Soon, Qin Chuan and others ran directly opposite the building, and only then did Qin Chuan realize that it was a school.

And as Paul said, the British also knew the importance of this school to them, so they deployed heavy troops here.

This can be seen from the more than ten tanks that are visible or hidden under the building, and the rows of sandbags and machine guns on the doors and windows of the classrooms... The British transformed each classroom into a bunker, and this five-story school has at least fifty classrooms, which means... it has more than fifty fire points.

It can be imagined that if the German army launches an attack on it, it will soon suffer a three-dimensional attack from the upper, middle and lower floors, especially the "Matilda" below, which is almost an insurmountable steel defense line.

"Very good!" Seeing this, Paul couldn't help but sarcastically said again: "I'm ready to attack!"

Qin Chuan ignored Paul's sarcasm. He lay quietly behind the sandbags and held a telescope to observe the school in front of him. From time to time, he used a bullet to draw something on the ground and marked some numbers next to it.

"What are you doing?" The baker asked puzzledly.

Qin Chuan did not answer. He made calculations on his own. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Sergeant, I think I have a way!"