"I know, I know, I will definitely pay attention in the future. I will never lead my troops to attack privately. Even if I lead the troops to attack, I will definitely discuss with you first. Don't worry!" Jintian patted his chest and made a promise with confidence. But no one understands that Marshal Ge Siyun's guarantee is not as good as bullshit.

Black; Jack also understood this, but he had no choice. In this world, only General Obestan could barely persuade Marshal Gesiyun, and only Miss Nasha and Miss Linsili could control Marshal Gesiyun, which could make Marshal Gesiyun feel scared. Marshal Gesiyun's guarantees were sometimes proficient and were at the same level as farts.

"By the way! Marshal Gesyun, are we going to continue to attack eastward? We have occupied the village of Pokaki, and the next thing we have to face is Amiens City. As long as we break through Amiens City again, we will successfully break through the defense of millions of Allies and break into the core area of ​​the Allies."

"Yes! I understand, too," Kinda pulled out the combat map, spread it on the coffee table in front of the sofa, pointed to the combat map and said, "As long as we break through Amiens, it is Aras. If we occupy Aras again, we can directly threaten the port of Calais and Dunkelke. These small ports are currently the foundation for the survival of the Allies. If we block out there, the Allies will wait to eat shit! I think the final decisive location between us and the Allies may be Aras City."

"Alas?" Black Jack smiled bitterly and said lightly, "Martyman Gersyun, I think we are retreating. In the Battle of France, it was because we occupied Arras that the British Expeditionary Forces were cut off. The British forced the British to launch a generator action plan and carry out a major retreat from Dunkerke. Unexpectedly, today, we fought with the Allies on this line again, and had to face Dunkerke again. Facing Arras, it seemed like we had a round and came back. History is really good at joking."

"Haha, you're right. History is a pot of spicy soup. Be careful to burn your mouth when you drink it." Jintian smiled silently and focused his eyes on the battle map. "But our current target is the city of Amiens. As long as we occupy this city first, we can march into Aras. If we can fight Aras in one go, we can always threaten the last supply port of the Allies, and we will win. At that time, the millions of Allies will be just my American meal on the plate."

"But, Marshal Gesyun, we can mobilize too few troops at present." Blake; Jack calmly threw a basin of cold water, which dispelled Marshal Gesyun's unrealistic thoughts in his heart. "We have only more than 100 tanks that have attacked Pokaki Village and only a few thousand armored grenades. The main force led by General Obestan is still in the rear and cannot come up for a while. If we have such a small number of troops to attack Amiens, attacking Aras is no different from seeking death."

Kimda frowned and anxious and uneasy bloomed in his deep eyes. The rioting brain began to think about how to defeat the enemy. "Blake; General Jack, do you have specific information about the city of Amiens, who guards the city, and how many troops are defending it."

Black; Jack thought deeply and replied, "Martyr Gersyun, according to the information currently available, there are 50,000 British troops defending in Amiens, most of which are infantry and few armored troops. His commander is British Lieutenant General Duncan Grenem. During the Battle of Normandy, I fought with him and defeated him. I couldn't see what this guy is capable of. By the way! There is also an interesting phenomenon. Amiens is a famous French chicken processing and production base, and countless roosters and hens are stocked in the city. As a result, the British defenders who developed a habit. After the rooster crows in the early morning, the British will get up automatically, and after the rooster crows at night, they will go back to the camp to sleep."

"Rock crowing?" Kimda's brain suddenly jumped, and he was puzzled by the habits of British soldiers in Amiens. "Blake; General Jack, did you just say that as long as the rooster crows, will the British get up?"

Black Jack answered affirmatively: "You are absolutely right, the report sent back by the fundamental intelligence personnel. The British stationed in Amiens have developed the same habit as the locals. Whenever the rooster crows in the morning, they will get up and start a new day's work. At night, when the rooster crows again, they will go back to the camp to rest. This is absolutely impossible.

Jintian nodded, and a cunning smile from the depths of his soul hung on his lips that were evenly thick and thin. The face that was extremely attractive to the girl had a faint sense of heart-wrenching temperament after the war. Especially after the life and death beating on the battlefield, Ge Siyun's mysterious smile that made people feel trembling and trembling in the depths of everyone's hearts.

This smile is so terrible.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. It turns out that the British are so primitive and funny. Now it's an era, and they still use the ancient method of roosters to report the dawn. However, this also provides us with a good opportunity, a great opportunity."

Jintian put away his smile and ordered in a daze, "Immediately notify the Army Brandenburg regiment and the Pest Special Forces gathered in the Arden Mountains to quickly fly to the front line. I have a very important task and I will hand it over to them to perform."

Black; Jack was stunned and did not turn around for a moment when he was given the order issued by Marshal Gerthyun. The Brandenburg regiment and the Pest Special Forces were elite elites in the German army, and all the personnel were carefully selected. Taking the Brandenburg regiment as an example, the soldiers in this army have undergone extremely strict screening, and you can't tell from their appearance that they look like Germans. What's more important is that all the soldiers in this army are proficient in English, Russian, French, and can skillfully fly aircraft, tanks, cars, submarines, and even aircraft carriers.

Although the special pest forces are not as powerful as Brandenburg's regiment, the soldiers inside are all skilled. They are proficient in all kinds of cheating, assassination, sniper, trouble-making, and teasing women. They are the most special troops and rarely use them. Marshal Ge Siyun transferred them all over this time, and they must have taken a big move.

"Marrior Gesyun, what plan did you think of? Why did you use the Brandenburg regiment and the special pest forces at the same time? Can I know in advance?" Black; Jack's curiosity emerged and asked Marshal Gesyun.

Jintian replied mysteriously, "I mobilize these two troops to carry out a major operation to capture the city of Amiens. I have also thought of the name of this mission, and it is called the (Call of the Rooster in the Night) Action Plan."

"The chicken cried in the middle of the night? What does it mean, can you explain it?" Black; Jack's face was filled with deep questions.

Jin Tian couldn't hide his treacherousness in his heart and explained that "the rooster crowing in the middle of the night is a Chinese folk story. In ancient China, there was a noble count named Zhou Papi, also called landlords in China. He set a rule that after the roosters at home crowed, the long-time workers who worked for the landlords' home had to work in the farmland. But Zhou Papi was very smart. He came up with a way to make the roosters work more, but not to pay more. He always secretly went to the chicken coop in the middle of the night to learn how to crow the chickens, which caused the roosters to crow in advance, and then allowed the roosters to work more."

After a pause, Jintian looked at Black; Jack, who was concentrating on listening to the story, took a sip of Coke, moistened the dry throat, and continued to tell the story, "But there is a smart man named Tang Bohu in the Changgong. He graduated from Tsinghua University in China and has very profound knowledge. After he discovered Zhou Bapi's vicious plan, he came up with a good idea. Let the Changgong hide next to the chicken coop in the middle of the night. When Zhou Bapi came to learn how to crow again in the middle of the night, he shouted that the chicken thief was coming. Then the Changgong rushed up with a rifle, beat Zhou Bapi half to death, and even found 110, sent Zhou Bapi to the police station, almost killing Zhou Bapi. This is the allusion of the chicken chucking in the middle of the night."

After listening to the story, Black Jack looked confused, but then he suddenly realized and his whole face suddenly stretched out, "I probably understand what you mean. You probably want to let someone get into Amiens City, learn to crow in the middle of the night, which caused the British to get up in the middle of the night. When we were still in shock, we suddenly rushed into the city, right?"

Jintian nodded, smiled like a fox and said, "You are right and have also expressed the general meaning. I just want the chickens to crow in the middle of the night, which will cause the British to be mentally disturbed, so that they will not want to sleep well, reduce their willpower to the lowest point, and weaken their combat power to the limit. Then at dawn, the Army Brandenburg regiment and the pest special forces were pretending to be successful and defeated and retreated into the city, shouting about the news that the Germans' millions of troops were attacking, and making trouble in the end. Finally, we took advantage of the opportunity to break in and catch the British off guard.

At that time, the British, who were already low in morale, would never have much resistance after a night of tossing and fighting. We can take the opportunity to win, and this is my (chicken crowing in the middle of the night) action plan."

April 29, 1944, evening.

The city of Amiens, France was shrouded in the afterglow of the sunset. In a trance, the thick thorny sunlight shone blood red in the calm city of Amiens, making the whole city red like flames. The intoxicating red glow embraced the city into its arms, making everything so hazy and warm, ethereal and exquisite. The place is very close to the war, but the smoke of war has not yet flowed here. The city of Amiens is still so quiet, but the British soldiers walking around the streets have built fortifications everywhere, and the sandbag barricades for building tools tell everyone that it is also shrouded in the gloom of the war, and a war may occur at any time.

Because the battle was about to come, all the residents in Amiens were dismissed, leaving only the British soldiers who had to face the war and the chickens that were too late to take away. But the British were not confident. After a series of failures, the British soldiers who only thought about Dunker's retreat in their minds only wanted to go home early. Even if they were ashamed to escape like a few years ago, it didn't matter. Just be alive, and living is everything.

British Lieutenant General Grenem looked at the fiery red clouds stirred in the sky, but was indignant. During the Battle of Normandy, the assault troops he led were stubbornly blocked by the Germans, and ended up being defeated in a crushing defeat. He basically lost the qualification to continue to stay in the Supreme Command of the Allied Forces. Then he attacked Belgium, but he did not achieve any good military achievements. He was finally transferred here to defend Amiens.

After blinking his sour eyes, Grenim sighed deeply, his heart filled with anger and loneliness. A melancholy smile hung on the corner of his mouth, looking so helpless. It seemed like a medieval knight locked up in an ancient castle, unable to get rid of the shackles of failure, unable to vent his sentiments, and could only admit his unluckyness.

"Oh, oh," the rooster crowing suddenly sounded, and then the roosters in Amiens began to crow to the sky. In an instant, the rooster crowing one after another, and people could hear this pleasant crowing sound far away. As for why the rooster crows when it is dark and dawn, it remains to be studied by experts.

"Hey, the rooster crows again, and another day is about to end. The Germans have occupied the village of Pokaki. I don't know when they will fight here. I hope that that day will never come." Grenim smiled bitterly. He hated the Germans very much, but his ambitions have been erased after a series of failures. He is no longer a powerful general who gallops through the wind and clouds. He is now just a good man who wants to end the war early and return to his hometown to take care of his wife and children.

"General Grenem, the chickens are crowing, and the soldiers are ready to go back to the camp to rest. You should also rest early! People are iron, rice is steel, and rest is alloy steel!" Adjutant Conte walked to Grenem and comforted him.

Grenim nodded and ordered alertly, "Tell the soldiers on duty tonight, let them pay more attention and widen the patrol range. The Germans may attack at any time. Our 50,000 British troops will swear to live and die together in the city of Amiens."

Adjutant Conte solemnly replied, "General Grenem, don't worry. I must open my eyes wide and ensure that even a fly does not fly in."
Chapter completed!