1890 King of Southeast Asia

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Winter!

Erik was very familiar with the sound of the flesh in the ejaculation. This sound was very familiar.

Turning to look at it, it is inexplicable, and his teammates are fell to the ground and twitched.

"John? John, can you answer me? Answer me." Eric squatted down halfway, hiding behind a piece of wood, holding a gun and shouting at the figure fell to the ground.

"Well ..." John fell on the ground constantly twitching, and a weird voice at his throat seemed to be stuffed into a bubble 1.

"Damn!" Eric didn't want to care about him. On this battlefield, any behavior of helping others may bring himself a disaster or even death.

Save people is a matter of the medical team. Those medical soldiers hanging on the cross are more likely to survive than his infantry.

After all, the two sides will be short -lived when the medical soldier comes on the field, not now, the flow bomb flies everywhere.

"You have to thank you sister, I have written a letter to you to go to India. Why don't you listen?" Eric turned John over, touched his pulse, looked at the place where he fancyed Essence

"Fortunately, the right chest should be penetrated by the lungs. The bleeding is not very serious. John, wait for you, I will kick your ass 1."

Eric lowered his body, carrying two rifles, dragging John and walking slowly.

During this period, countless plasters flew, a helmet with Eric, one of the rifles that broke John, and another hit John's leg.

"Stop!"

Bang!

A bullet was beaten next to his feet.

"Oh! Shete! He was injured, someone was injured here, he needed a doctor!" Eric shouted and lay down.

"Damn, the rescue of the wounded is not your job, you should charge, the Chinese. Go back to where you should go, where to put the wounded." Shout loudly.

Alas!

The bullet hit the metal sound. This sound Eric was also very familiar. If it was not surprising, there was a unlucky gendarmerie behind the headshot. The hit was too direct, and the helmet failed to save him.

"Damn! Damn! Chinese prince, where to put the wounded soldiers, we will deal with it, and now go back to the battle immediately, otherwise I will kill you!" Another gendarmerie looked at one gendarmerie and lost Tian Linggai's gendarmerie. Two sentences.

"Okay, okay, I will go back, go back to the damn front line, and do some damn Germans, but you should save him, he can't die, he should not die today ..." Eric sighed, looked at John, and climbed back to the front line of the food.

John and Eric are from the same village in southern Oswostri, Schlopp County. The father of the two was a sailor on the same business ship.

Of course, these are not the reason why Eric risks to save him, but 4 years ago, John's sister Alice married Eric.

His wife's brother happened to work in his hands, and he still cares more.

Perhaps one Chinese monk has no right, but a Chinese who has not died in a year of war can at least teach you how to live in the war.

Since the Battle of the Somme, the British and French forces were suffering heavy casualties. I don't know how many experienced veterans were killed, but John, as a recruit, still jumped alive, the result of Eric's care.

However, this time, Eric did not dare to guarantee that John could survive. God knows when the damn gendarmerie team will come out to drag John away.

If it is late, John may die too much about blood loss.

Dudu! Intersection

The harsh whistle sounded, and Eric, who was climbing forward, was relieved. This was the whistle of retreat, and he survived again.

Eric broke it 1, and when the soldiers who retreated came in front of him, Eric turned around and retreated with the soldiers.

"Eric?"

"Eric!"

Before he retreated into the trenches, Eric heard someone called his name, but he didn't care too much.

In these 1 trenches, there were none of the ten or five named Eric. Of course, it was before the departure, and now I don't know how many.

"Eric Chest! Are you still alive?"

Eric climbed off the trenches and found out a cigarette from his pocket, and was about to ignite, but he heard that the second name called his full name.

"I am Eric, Lyrotic Eric Chest, from Osworth." Eric responded with 1 voice, looked at the second lieutenant indifferently, lit cigarettes.

"That's right, it's you, Chester, your company commander said, you are the most experienced soldiers in Eli, don't you?" The second lieutenant came over and watched 1 eye. cigarette.

"Chief, if you are asking for a long time here, I am indeed the longest to live." Eric took a sip and pulled off the jug from his waist.

"Yes, come with me, the general will see you."

"Don't worry, it's a good thing."

Liece did not care about Eric's rude move. Living in a place where hell is more tortured, he cannot put too much pressure on the soldiers, let alone put an official frame.

He was not the senior officers. Maybe he would be placed as a company commander. The soldiers of 1 Milki were conflict with him, and it was explained on the battlefield.

"The general saw me? Why did the generals see me this unknown little stroke? I just lived a long time, but it was not uncommon for the army to live longer than me."

Although he was reluctant to say inside and outside, Eric still stood up, and even sorted out 1 dress.

However, because I just climbed for too long, the clothes were all black or yellow, and the more dirty, the more dirty, the more dirty, the more I did not do it.

Lieutenant did not speak, but just signaled Eric to keep up, Eric did not dare to sting, and followed it honestly.

On the 1st, Eric was all shattered.

He didn't believe that something would fall on the bottom soldiers like him without background.

"Probably the task of killing, Alice, I might really not be able to go back this time." Eric thought.

As for regret, he had already thought of these days. After seeing the cruelty of the war, he never felt that he could go back alive from the war of eating people.

His company has changed from the Somme, and he has changed 1 stubble. Except for him and a few doctors, others have changed it 1 times, even more than 1 times.

For a while, Lieutenant took into the car with a car, and then took the car to the rear camp. It was more than ten kilometers away from the front line to prevent the Germans from shelling.

"You have a bath for 10 minutes and change your clothes. It is best to wash your hair for another." Lieutenant Eric looked at Eric's helmet to form the hair of 1 group and shook his head.

"What?" Eric looked at the second lieutenant in doubt, and then looked at his dress.

"It seems that there is something from the rear, but why only let me go? Shouldn't this be called a team to accompany them ..." Eric walked into the tent with one side and spit on one side.

After 10 and 5 minutes, it passed. For soldiers, it was only 10 minutes to change clothes to change clothes, but Eric could not hold his hair.

He hasn't washed his hair for a few months? He couldn't remember. Anyway, the hair has formed 1 group, and it should not be cleaned in 10 minutes.

It happened that there was a scissors in the tent. Eric cut himself into short hair, and then rushed with water, which was much refreshing.

"Let's go, I think you guessed it too. Today, one of the big characters came to the front line, and they wanted to know the battle situation of the front line."

Lieutenant hesitant hesitated 1, I saw 1 eye for 4 weeks,

"When you meet in, talk about the weakness of the weakness of the Germans, the strong will and determination of the 6th Army of the Empire, perform well, and your opportunity is here."

The second lieutenant whispered.

Seeing the performance of the second lieutenant, Eric raised his interest and nodded.

It seems that it is not the nobles and journalists in China. Who is it? Is it a prince? Prince Henry or Crown Prince Edward?

"Sir, the Battle of the Somme is a successful battle. Although we failed to make a complete breakthrough, we have attracted the German's main force."

"According to the number collected by the front line, the Germans invested at least 4 or ten divisions on the 1st line. Counting the reserve team, the Germans had at least 5 divisions around the Somme."

"We dragged the main force of the Germans so that they couldn't move, so that in the direction of Versailles, the Germans had to reduce the offensive, and our purpose was achieved."

"The Germans have no effort now, and only need to launch another round of offense. I believe that Germany will defeat ..."

Before entering the tent, Eric heard a tone in London, and was admiring the battle with a frustrated tone.

"..." Eric couldn't help but sneered.

From the perspective of the generals, the Battle of the Somme is correct, worthwhile, and even praise.

But from the perspective of a line of soldiers like Eric, the Battle of the Tom River is stupid and irreparable.

Fortunately, the start of the war is that the defense of the Germans is not rigorous, but neither the British nor the French seize the opportunity. The battle has become a meat grinding machine.

With his strength, he is not enough to break through the German defense of the German region. However, the superiors still ask them to launch an attack and send it to death.

Lieutenant in advance, opened the tent again without 1 while, and let him go in.

Eric walked into the tent and found that it was no different from him. The tent was really not a noble or reporter, but it was not a princess, but a soldier.

1 The soldiers with the military uniforms of the British Empire are completely different, and they are yellow skin.

This is a big man who can serve as commanders of the group army. Why does it appear here?

"Report General, the XX Hunting Regiment, Eric, reports to you." Eric did not think too long to salute to a British 6th Army.

"A little!"

"Xu, Eric is one of the most experienced soldiers in our group army. He can tell you what the battlefield looks like."

"Lyrotic Eric, said how you fight bravely, say that our Chinese allies are curious how the Warriors of the Empire are fighting."

Liensen, commander of the 4th Army Army, said exaggerated to the Chinese scholars who he had never heard of this ...

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