"Don’t be so commander in chief! I haven’t washed my feet for ten days, just waiting for this day. Today, I finally waited for you, but I won’t let me play without such a torment. "Pan 500 screamed.
"I don’t care if you don’t let me wash my feet. I’m not your maid," Pan said.
After a while, another guard came over with a bowl of Yinqiao, and Mallwitz gulped it down. Then he shook his head again and again and said, "I still miss the taste that I drink the most. It’s a strange feeling that makes people feel poor."
"There is a chance!" Zhang Yiping consoled, "What’s the current war in Orleans?"
"It’s very bad that Orleans has become a scorched earth, but the British, French and American Coalition forces are still resisting to the death, which has caused great casualties to our army. Now our morale is very low and the soldiers are very war-weary! Commander’s Pavilion: I think it’s time for your foreign corps and 16 th Division to be dispatched. They should also have an activity after a break, "Mallwitz said."
Zhang Yiping nodded thoughtfully and suddenly asked, "Mallwitz, do you know that the morale of your German team is so low that the officers and men are full of war-weariness?"
"That’s because of the continuous high-intensity war. It will recover after a break." Mallwitz said against his will that he didn’t believe it himself
Zhang Yiping ignored his lies and continued, "Maybe I can say that Chinese soldiers are always imposing and can always defeat the powerful British, French and American troops with fewer victories?"
"Are you good marksmen?"
Zhang Yiping shook his head. "You and I are both professional soldiers. Shooting can’t determine the outcome of a war. Morale is the most important thing."
"How can I raise the morale of our army by asking the commander’s cabinet?" Mallwitz asked humbly.
"You need a hero, and everyone regards him as a model hero!" Zhang Yiping waved his arm and said, "I am such a hero in the * * regiment, and the officers and men in the * * regiment are all my role models to practice marksmanship and kill the enemy bravely."
"But Mallwitz, where are the heroes of your German team?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"Yes, where are our heroes?" Mallwitz conforms to the said.
"You are a cavalry general and a standard knight, Mallwitz. Don’t tell me you are too old to carry a gun?"
"Although I am 62 years old, I am still strong," said Mallwitz.
"That’s good. Go back and tell me to come to me early one day and we’ll have a heroic trip together."
***
Adolf walked out of the road in front of the field hospital, waited for passing vehicles, and sent him back to the army. His right hand gripped a medal of iron cross 1st class on his chest. This medal of iron cross 1st class had saved his life many times in the battlefield, which was very precious.
There is a row of straight white trunks of birch trees along the road, which are straight like white flagpoles, with soft leaves fluttering on their faces. Some leaves have been dyed by autumn wind in red or golden colors early, like colorful flags fluttering white flagpoles.
Adolf was so absorbed in the warm sunshine and the low-floating auspicious clouds that he almost didn’t see a dust raised at the end of the straight highway and then a car motor.
There is a train ahead, and the team is raising dust. There is no end in sight, and only about twenty or thirty car samples can be seen everywhere.
Adolf hurriedly waved, but the first car didn’t stop, and the second and third cars ignored Adolf.
Adolf turned his head and looked at the back of the truck that had passed, only to see that there was a China sitting inside, so he put his hand down.
There is always a gap between China people and Germans. If they know you, they will not take the initiative to strike up a conversation with Germans or pay attention to them.
Truck after truck passed, and just as Adolf was disappointed, a truck suddenly stopped in front of him.
Adolf was not at all happy. He saw a soldier from China in the cab. People from China stopped here, perhaps to ask for directions or to take a piss, but it was definitely not a good idea to give him a ride.
At this time, a man’s head came out of the carriage and France called, "Where are you going, we can give you a ride?"
Adolf took up his luggage and rushed to the back of the carriage without looking carefully, throwing it into the carriage. A tall China soldier caught his luggage and then stretched out a hand to him and pulled him out.
Adolf didn’t see clearly until he got to the car. China, who called him the car, was a lieutenant officer. He sat next to the front of the cab in a carriage. A German officer was very old and his rank was also a lieutenant.
On the left side of the carriage sat a row of China soldiers with semi-automatic rifles, and on the right side sat a row of Germans with guns, all with serious faces and unsmiling faces.
Soldiers on both sides, whether German or China, have no intention of getting up and giving up their seats.
Lieutenant China, whose name is Adolf Car, smiled and said, "Sit on the middle floor, sir. We are a bridge between China and Germany."
Adolf put his luggage on the floor and sat down as a stool. "We seem to have met the lieutenant somewhere."
"The first infantry division of the China Foreign Corps at the front, I remember you were called Adolf …"
"Adolf? Hitler! "
Zhang Yiping nodded and smiled and stopped talking. Next to Mallwitz, he looked at Adolf with his eyes open and stopped looking at him.
After walking for two hours, the convoy chased a transport convoy ahead and saw them moving slowly with heavy artillery. The convoy slowed down.
Adolf stretched out his head to have a look and said, "Lieutenant, I want to inquire about the car here. Where is our army?"
Zhang Yiping smiled and said, "Go ahead, we’ll wait for you."
Adolf was a little moved that he picked up his luggage and threw it out and said, "If I can’t catch up with the officers, just go!"
Zhang Yiping said, "We are waiting for you, that is, please come back and tell us whether you have found out or not, otherwise we will wait all the time."
"Thank you, sir. I will." Adolf jumped out of the car.
Mallwitz rolled his eyes and said, "A scholar speaks French so badly that you can know his studies, but why is the student commander so polite to him?"
"First of all, I’m a lieutenant officer here, and so are you, Mallwitz," Zhang Yiping said slowly. "This Adolphus, we know each other on the battlefield. Although this man is full of lies and Hu said, it doesn’t prevent us from becoming friends and fighting together in the same trench. This is a rare fate. This is a life-and-death friendship. I attach great importance to this friendship between comrades, Mallwitz."
But obviously, Mallwitz doesn’t agree that there is a generation gap between him and Zhang Yiping. He is a 62-year-old knight with conservative thoughts, while Zhang Yiping is a young gentleman under 30 who is radical and curious.
The team in front has continued to move forward, but the Zhang Yiping team continued to stop and wait for about 30 minutes before Adolf came running and said breathlessly, "I don’t know where my group is going to inquire. Many people waved their hands and said that they didn’t know if I was good enough to look far away, but I asked many people. Many answers were ambiguous. I could ask around and ask questions while walking with my backpack and rifle, and I almost forgot what the chief ordered."
"Sir, I want to ask questions about this area. Why don’t you go first?" Adolf said
"Don’t look for us, just follow us if you have it," Zhang Yiping said.
"No, I have to go back and report."
"I know your teacher, Sun Zhongyao, and the chief of staff, Major Barak, and I can explain to them."
"They don’t care if I live or die?"
"I also know your battalion commander Li Ergou, and deputy battalion commander Rolf told them that there should be no problem."
"That’s true, but can you tell me what to do?"
"Keep it a secret for the time being!"