German supremacy

A cannonball grazed Neumann's helmet.He lowered his body cautiously and quickly.In many cases, front-line combat can easily stimulate people's potential, allowing ordinary people to have animal-like vigilance and sensitivity.Every cell in his body howled with excitement.War and the sound of gunfire have a strange charm, which makes people excited and frenzied—often at the cost of burning lives, like a grand gamble, full of death and new life.It stimulates human brains and nerves at the cost of life and transforms human beings into another primitive and wild creature.

Shards whizzed past his head.The firepower of the artillery company increased again, he thought nervously, his pupils trembled slightly with excitement, and his body trembled slightly with excitement.He gripped the bayonet tightly in his hand, and his eyes were alert and earnest.

The cannonade stopped.

He walked cautiously.

A sudden force came from the left side, and Neumann's body swayed and almost fell to the ground.He turned his head angrily and angrily, "Which pig's head is it..."

'There are bomb craters ahead. Lange's voice came calmly from behind him, "Keep your eyes open, or you will fall." '

Neumann's eyes widened, and hesitantly probed forward and downward with the bayonet.He identified it carefully, and vaguely saw the bomb crater on the ground with the help of moonlight.Embarrassment and shame made his face flush, and he was a little thankful that it was night, and Lange would not see the embarrassment on his face clearly, 'Thank you. ' he muttered under his breath.

Lange didn't seem to care about what he said, "I guess the artillery company's bullets are temporarily used up, so you don't need to care so much now, let's go." He paused, stuffing a stick in Neumann's hand, "Try this before you go, if you can't see clearly." '

Neumann opened his mouth and tried to say something, but the man behind him poked him urgently, 'Hurry up. '

Neumann shut his mouth and walked forward with full concentration.Something smothered his heart, and he felt a wave of shame and apology.He thought of his contempt and disdain that was almost arrogant before, and he felt a chill.When did I become so narrow-minded?He thought to himself, I was so stupid.

His clothes were jerked.

'You went wrong again. Lange sighed coldly and helplessly, "How about you walk behind me?" '

A thin laugh came from his side, 'That's great, Neumann. ’ Albert sneered on his right, ‘being lectured by recruits. '

Anger, embarrassment and apology to Lange were intertwined in Neumann's heart, filling every blood vessel in him, and he said angrily, "I..."

'Please hurry up! ' Lange raised his voice, 'this is not the time to quarrel, gentlemen.The artillery company may launch a more violent attack in a while!I don't want to die here! '

Neumann closed his mouth sullenly.

'my God. ’ He heard Albert exclaim in a low and exaggerated voice, ‘He really looks like my junior high school history teacher! '

The corners of Neumann's mouth turned up slightly, "Who said it wasn't." ' he replied softly.