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      Chapter 155: I’m Striking the Friendly Forces

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      by karlmaks ‘Here it comes. It seems this officer won't be easily fooled.’ This thought flashed through Morin’s mind. However, he was prepared and answered without changing his expression: “24th Regiment, Sir... We just withdrew from the front line during the day and were sent to perform this mission before we even had a chance to catch our breath.” This unit number was the unit number of the owner of the captured uniform. Morin even had an ID card with a replaced photo in his pocket. However, Morin…
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      Chapter 157: All Units Immediately Abandon the Forts and Retreat!

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      by karlmaks “Sir! We have arrived!” The Assault Trooper leading the group inside reported to Morin in the command room. “No casualties?” “No casualties. The enemies we encountered were mostly killed before they could even react.” “Well done.” Morin nodded. “The other Light Machine Gun is on the car outside. Take all the men, establish a defensive position using this building, and prepare to defend against the enemy’s counterattack.” “Yes, Sir!” After giving the order,…
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      Chapter 156: My God, It’s MG14, Sir!

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      by karlmaks In that instant, Morin understood that the disguise of their small group was about to be exposed. He did not hesitate in the slightest, nor did he make any superfluous movements. Almost at the same moment the Captain opened his mouth to question Manstein, the hand resting on Morin’s thigh had quietly flicked off the safety of his MP14 Submachine Gun. He opened the car door and stepped out, simultaneously activating with a gesture and a simple incantation. A layer of pale blue, translucent…
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      Chapter 154: Infiltration

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      by karlmaks While the Air Drop operation was launching, inside the Second Army Group Command Post, General von Bulow was anxiously reviewing the results of the ‘Meuse River Battle Group’s’ attack from today. Smoke filled the Operations Room. The gigantic map on the wall was covered with marks from various red and blue pencils, but the red arrow representing the offensive spearhead was firmly blocked outside the Liège Fortress cluster. The failure of the entire day’s offensive made the Army Group…
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      Chapter 153: Gentlemen, See You on the Ground

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      by karlmaks Morin followed the officer, passing through the long internal corridor, and arrived at the Bridge located in the forward section of the airship. The Captain of L28, the bearded middle-aged man who suffered a heavy loss during the day, grinned when he saw Morin. “You must be Captain Morin? I heard about your plan. You truly are a bold fellow! Only a lunatic like you could come up with such a mad operational plan!” Although his tone sounded like an insult, his eyes were full of praise and a hint…
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      Chapter 152: The Madman’s Plan

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      by karlmaks Human thought is capable of leaps. Just like Morin now. When the thought of "bread for five hundred thousand Marks each" flashed through his mind, he inevitably thought of the mustachioed man passionately giving a speech in the Beer Hall. Then, he inevitably thought of the Second World War in the other world. And then, he thought of how the German Army in WWII dealt with even sturdier Belgian fortresses like Fort Eben-Emael. Airborne! The moment this word flashed through his mind like a shock…
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      Chapter 151: A Tough Nut to Crack

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      by karlmaks For anyone with a slight understanding of World War I history, the name Ludendorff will not be unfamiliar. Morin was naturally no exception. As he held that slightly plump but powerful hand, looking at this major figure who, in another world, would eventually become the Quartermaster-General of the Saxon Empire and even participate in the infamous ‘Beer Hall Putsch’ after the war, a feeling of utter unreality surged into his heart. A living Master Lu! The feeling was marvelous, like looking…
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      Chapter 150: Master Lu

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      by karlmaks “Da-da-da-da-da!” Signaled by the opening fire of twelve MG14 Light Machine Guns, the remaining rifles and dozens of MP14 Submachine Guns of the 1st Company opened fire simultaneously, the harsh gunfire instantly tearing through the night sky. A dense rain of bullets mercilessly lashed out at the group of completely unprepared Flanders soldiers. Since there were no tracer rounds, the enemies rushing at the front fell down in swathes, as if swept by an invisible scythe. Blood and shattered…
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      Chapter 149: Instruction Assault Battalion’s First Battle

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      by karlmaks Morin took the order, opened it, and the content was simple: Due to the excessive consumption of supplies at the front, a large Supply Train needed to be immediately organized to transport ammunition and supplies to the ‘Meuse River Battle Group’s’ attack assembly area under the cover of night—the Instruction Assault Battalion was responsible for the escort along the route. The order also required the Instruction Assault Battalion, upon completing the escort mission, to directly join the…
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      Chapter 148: Armored Airships Are More Than Just Big!

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      by karlmaks “5 near misses! All guns, reset firing parameters based on calibration data!” Inside the transparent observation gondola beneath the bridge of the Zeppelin Armored Airship, the Observer grabbed the nearby call device and shouted loudly into the microphone. His forehead was slick with nervous sweat, and his eyes were fixed through binoculars on the Barchon Fortress below. The shell impacts from the previous salvo had been wildly off-target. This was unavoidable. As soon as the ‘Meuse River…
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