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Chapter 208: Target Amiens

by karlmaks — At Arras city, Holy Britannian Empire Expeditionary Force General Headquarters. John French, the Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force, had already sensed trouble when he received news in the morning of ‘large-scale Saxon troop activity in the southeast.’ He had always considered the junction between the Expeditionary Force’s southeast flank and the Gallic Fifth Army Group to be a huge hole in the defense. This roughly 20-kilometer gap was, theoretically, just wide enough for the Saxon…
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Chapter 240: Morin’s Letter Home

by karlmaks — Saxon Empire, capital Dresden. The Central Post Office in Dresden was already bustling with activity just as the morning sun illuminated the ancient city. Uniformed postmen navigated between mountains of letters and packages, collecting the mail for their respective delivery zones. An unwritten rule existed within the post office: to ensure security, letters from frontline officers were typically assigned to the oldest and most reliable postmen for delivery. Letters from common soldiers were handled by…
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Chapter 272: What Do You Mean the Eiffel Tower Started Attacking?

by karlmaks — The Saxon Imperial Guard Second Infantry Division, as one of the elite units of the First Army Group, had always been the vanguard in tackling tough challenges. And bearing the title of 'Imperial Guard', they were all 'sons of good families' from Saxony. At this moment, a company under the Fourth Imperial Guard Infantry Regiment was marching proudly through the streets of the 7th Arrondissement of Paris. Their mission was to reconnoiter the area around the Eiffel Tower for the main force arriving…
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Chapter 59: Decisive Battle Moment

by karlmaks — Guided by the system map, Morin led his group through the streets and buildings, while simultaneously gathering dispersed friendly units nearby. Some were Saxon soldiers from other companies whose platoons had been shattered, their units completely gone, now scrambling around the ruins like headless chickens. A few others were fighters from the International Brigade and the National Army. They had somehow converged and were temporarily surviving by relying on a broken wall somewhere. When Morin…
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Chapter 91 How Can Your Misty Step Also Lay Smoke?

by karlmaks — When the sky had just transitioned from pitch black to a hazy grayish-white, and a faint light emerged from the distant horizon, barely allowing the outlines of objects to be discerned. A sentry on the outer position of the town of San Lorenzo de la Parrilla yawned and rubbed his eyes. He felt that something was wrong. When he was on duty last night, the gentle slope in front of them was a flat expanse, with only scattered shrubs. But now, it seemed like something had been added to that slope.…
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Chapter 123 Man-who?

by karlmaks — The Lieutenant Colonel from the War Office seemed to have other duties this time, so he didn't exhibit his conversational talent as he had last time. He asked everyone to briefly introduce themselves, then tactfully excused himself, leaving the space to the command staff of the new unit. Since he had only briefly introduced their responsibilities and focused only on the Executive Officer, Kleist, Morin suggested everyone get properly acquainted. “Richard von Eltztal! Previously served…
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Chapter 156: My God, It’s MG14, Sir!

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 187: Keyword: Spellcaster, Submachine Gun, Flanking

by karlmaks — The truck bumped over the cobblestone streets, speeding toward the 1st Company’s defense sector. When Morin arrived at the 1st Company’s temporary company headquarters, only a few signals men and clerks were busy working nervously. A clerk saw Morin and quickly came forward. “Battalion Commander! Why have you come yourself? Sergeant Major Klaus is at the front line!” Morin nodded, not stopping, and walked straight through the building serving as the company headquarters, toward the…
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Chapter 219: Air Battle

by karlmaks — “Their defensive works appear to be very effective.” A Spellcaster said in a deep voice via a communication wristband: “Conventional airburst shrapnel is ineffective against enemies hiding in Trenches.” “Then give them a few more rounds!” The leading Spellcaster was obstinate, guiding three more rounds of bombardment. The results were still unsatisfactory. The Saxons were like unkillable moles; one batch was blasted down, and another immediately popped up. The pace of the digging was slowed…
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Chapter 251: A Reassuring Figure

by karlmaks — Stepping out, Erik realized the ground beneath his feet was not solid earth as he had imagined. After days of shelling from both sides, compounded by heavy rain, the area between the two Trenches was a sticky quagmire mixed with body parts, shrapnel, and blood-soaked mud. Every step he took was like a tug-of-war with death. The massive, grey skirmish line surged out of the Assault Trench, throwing themselves relentlessly toward the Gallic position several hundred meters away. The thin morning mist…
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