Unlimited Military Base

The enemy’s attack is going on.

On September 12, the British and French coalition forces totaled 58 divisions. Under the stubborn resistance of the Germans, they only advanced 3 kilometers in depth. The resilience and tenacity of the Germans in the defensive war are undoubted.

On the 13th, the British and French coalition forces continued to advance, and the enemy’s cannons could be heard clearly on the third front.

The third company still did not encounter the enemy, but the soldiers had some stunned.

Wang Weizhen is very clear that the battle that broke out on the 15th is the real hardest battle. On that day, a new type of weapon in the history of human warfare will appear on the battlefield.

That is the Tank.

Wang Weizhen made every effort to describe the shape and power of the Tank to the soldiers of the 3rd company, which made the soldiers of the company even curious.

Do the enemy still have such weapons?

Mr. Brittish produced the Mark 1 “male” and “female” Tanks and named it “water tank” for confidentiality. But Brittish couldn’t think of dreams. This top-secret weapon has been spread in a small company in Germany.

The soldiers of the third company did not doubt the authenticity of the company’s information source. I want to hear from the intelligence department.

While the portrayal was describing the Tank, and how to deal with it, Hall Sergeant came over: “Lieutenant, there is a girl who wants to see you.”

“Girl?” Wang Weizhen stunned, what girl?

Bunkerley said with a bad heart: “Hey, Lieutenant, there is never a tradition of women in the German army.”

The soldiers around them laughed.

A girl in a military uniform came over and was a sergeant. Wang Weizhen stood up and greeted him: “I am the third company commander Ernst Breem Lieutenant.”

This tall, beautiful face, the sergeant with a blond hair honored a ceremony: “Military Intelligence Department, Heinrich Elena.”

When I heard the name of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Army Staff, all the third people gathered their smiles and became very serious.

Everything in memory tells Wang Weizhen why his own subordinates have such expressions.

The Military Intelligence Service of the Army Staff, the main intelligence agency of Germany during the First World War, was led by Major Nikolai and set up a secret intelligence station under the Military Intelligence Agency. Major Nikolai is commanding about one hundred and fifty intelligence officers. Many of them were directly led by him at the headquarters, while others were working in Berlin, at the military intelligence station, at the lower headquarters of the Western Front, in the Eastern Theater and the Southeast Theater Command. Most of the spies are led by nine military intelligence intelligence stations. At that time, the funding of the Intelligence Bureau was second to none in Europe except Russia.

In Germany, there is a saying that the Military Intelligence Service of the Army Staff has unlimited rights and they can go wherever they want to go.

Nikolai himself, although only a major, but many people with a higher official title than him are respectful to him.

The sergeant Heinrich Elena suddenly appeared, so that all the soldiers of the third company had put away the thoughts of joking.

“Sergeant, welcome to the third company.” Wang Weizhen also knows the other side’s powerful, polite.

Elena’s perfect face has no trace of smile, and a pair of deep blue eyes always have some mysterious content: “Lieutenant, I need a quiet place to talk to you.”

“Okay, please.”

After staying away from the soldiers of the third company, Elena quickly said: “Lieutenant, a spy hidden inside us, escaping after gaining an important piece of information from us, he got a response from a British secret squad. We must kill them and get the information back, and the one closest to them is your third company.”

“I understand.” Wang Weizhen said with ease: “Please give me some accurate information.”

Elena is obviously very satisfied with the attitude of the other party: “The target you need to kill is Andreas, this is his photo…”

Wang Weizhen took the photo and looked at it, then collected it. Elena continued: “The British squad has about eight to ten people, wearing German military uniforms, and will pass here today. Your goal is not to regain information, so you must not let a person go back alive.”

“Understood, sergeant.”

“I will be involved in your action to make sure there are no surprises.”

Elena’s words have already come out of Wang Weizhen’s accident, he never thought that women would fight. Well, it seems that it is more appropriate to stay behind and do some auxiliary work.

However, the other party is the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Army Staff. Although the official rank is higher than her, the status can be far worse than her.

Shrugging: “Well, sergeant, but I hope that you can take care of yourself in the battle.”

Elena’s face is still so indifferent: “You don’t have to worry about this at all.”

“Hall, Bunkerley, Sterk… Adolf, you are coming along, and the rest continue to hold their positions.” Wang Weizhen made such an order loudly.

Soon, for the collection, we counted Wang Weizhen and Elena, a total of twenty people.

The task was simply explained, and the soldiers looked a little excited. Since the last battle, there has been no fight with the enemy for some time. Now, once again, I have given the British a lesson.

As the soldiers prepared, Wang Weizhen quietly came to the side and whispered to the tracker: “Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, call Xiao Ling.”

Xiao Ling’s voice came again: “So long after calling me, what’s the important thing? The battle hasn’t started yet, do you want reinforcements?”

“Help me find a spy called Andreas. He seems to have stolen what the Germans have.”

After a brief silence, Xiao Ling said: “Andreas, the Dutch, developed into a spy by the British intelligence service in 1914… strange, why is the task of chasing on your head? It should be by another force. To complete… I think maybe it’s our appearance and changed some tiny historical trajectories… ah, this is what Dr. is most worried about…”

“I don’t care what your damn doctor is worried about.” When talking about Dr Qin, Wang Weizhen is a fire: “I need to know where I got to stop this damn Andreas!”

“Wait, let me analyze… To the west, the enemy is not far from the west.”

“you sure?”

“Of course, don’t forget that I am a computer.”

“Okay, okay.” Wang Weizhen suddenly changed a tone: “Xiao Ling, it’s been two days, do you think I haven’t?”

Xiao Ling was silent for a while, then very kindly answered a word from Wang Weizhen:

“roll!”