Chapter 658 It’s Not that Smell

Lucien looked around restlessly, occasionally glancing at the closed open tent not far away, which was the regimental headquarters.

This is his first time to come to the regiment headquarters. Although he once dreamed that he would become a great hero and come to the regiment headquarters to receive commendations, in reality this is the first time he has been close to the regiment headquarters.

"How long do you think we have to wait?" Lucien asked in a low voice after nudging Claude with his elbow.

Although it was also Claude's first time to come to the regiment, his performance was much better than Lucien's.

Except for a trace of worry, you couldn't find any tension on his face. He was as calm as if he had returned to his own home.

"I don't know," Claude replied directly, "But I think it mainly depends on what the leader wants us to do!"

Lucien immediately asked: "What do you think it is?"

Claude glanced at him and replied calmly: "There are many possibilities. It is very likely that we will be held responsible for escaping from the battle..."

Upon hearing this, Lucien's expression immediately changed, and he said anxiously: "Then aren't we doomed?"

Claude sighed in his heart, completely speechless at the intelligence of this good friend, because the reason is very simple. If the regiment leader wanted to hold them accountable, he would not have called them to the regiment headquarters at all, but would have sent a few The military police will solve the problem.

Now that they were specially called to the regiment headquarters, there must be other questions to ask them, and these questions may be related to the battle in the morning. As one of the few survivors who could escape from the Russian army's guns, we should be able to find something from them.

Claude was about to explain to Lucien, but before he could say anything, the tent at the regiment headquarters was opened. An officer dressed as a captain walked directly in front of them and ordered rudely: "Soldier, follow me!"

Lucien, who was startled, really didn't want to follow, but the captain's expression clearly didn't allow them to refuse, and Claude had already taken the lead, so he could only follow timidly.

The space in the tent was quite spacious, completely different from the busy regimental headquarters they imagined. Except for a map and other things placed in a small corner of the huge tent, the other parts were personal belongings of the regiment leader Gabriel.

Including slowly two cabinets of ironed military uniforms and shiny leather boots, as well as a mess of Turkish specialties and handicrafts. The most eye-catching thing is the huge mahogany carved bed of the regiment leader. This thing looks like an antique at first glance. I don’t know how this level of collectible fell into Gabriel’s hands.

At this time, their leader Gabriel was putting on his military uniform with the help of the orderlies. Looking at his lazy demeanor, one might have thought he had just attended the ball at the Palace of Versailles!

Obviously, the leader had just woken up. The reason why Lucien and Claude were waiting outside the tent was probably because he was taking a nap.

"Tell me about it..."

Gabriel spoke angrily: "What happened in the morning's battle? Why can't you two companies take a small position? Maurice, what did the scouts say before? How many Russians are there?" Coming?"

Maurice is the captain who brought Lucien and Claude in before. As Gabriel's adjutant, he actually bears the important responsibility of communicating up and down.

"No more than twenty," Captain Morris answered.

"It's unreasonable that more than four hundred people haven't beaten twenty Russians!" Gabriel snorted angrily, "It's a total embarrassment to us French soldiers!"

Lucien suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed on his face. He lowered his head involuntarily and was deeply ashamed of his poor performance in the morning.

But Claude is different too. Although he lowered his head and looked a little ashamed, if you look closely you can see that he was just acting. You can even taste the strong flavor of sarcasm and ridicule from the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Obviously, Claude was indifferent to this and even thought that Gabriel was farting. It's just that the latter didn't realize it, because he never looked at the two soldiers from the beginning to the end, and his words just now were just casual remarks.

After complaining about his poor performance for a while, Gabriel finally remembered the business after being reminded by Captain Morris. He snorted and said, "Tell me, what happened in the battle this morning, and why nearly half of them were killed or injured." Of people, even your company commander, one is dead and the other is injured?"

Well……

Lucien said that if you ask this, it will be a long story. How did Baudouin get injured? You really can't blame them. They just greased the soles of their feet in advance. Who would have thought that Baudouin, a fool, would go crazy and follow him? , who would have expected that this fool would survive and be blown up by the explosives buried in the ground by the Russians!

But there is one thing to say, watching that guy holding his bloody broken leg and crying is really relieving his hatred. If God can give them another chance, he would like to make the Russian explosives more powerful. It would be best. Blow off all three of that bastard's legs!

Of course, these words cannot be said in front of Gabriel, and even if they are said, they must be well disguised, otherwise they will definitely be left with nothing to eat.

Just when Lucien was thinking about how to answer, Claude spoke: "Reporting to the leader, at first we made good progress and rushed to the front of the barbed wire fence arranged by the Russians. Then the Russians began to concentrate their firepower to bombard us, and the fierce fighting ensued. Captain Towan died on the spot, and then Antoine Company fell into chaos..."

Gabriel nodded. This was very similar to what he learned from the officers, indicating that the dying Russian army was still very tough, but he needed more details, so he asked: "Then what? Your company What? What happened to Baudouin?"

This question made Lucien's heart hang in the air, fearing that the two brothers would be turned to a military court on the spot if they failed to answer.

Claude replied unhurriedly: "After Antoine Company collapsed, the enemy focused their firepower on us. After a period of stalemate, the sacrifice was too great, and there was no way to break through the enemy's barbed wire. Captain Baudouin only He could lead us to fight and retreat. On the way back, we encountered enemy shelling. In the chaos, Captain Baudouin had his leg blown off. Then the brothers fought desperately to snatch him and other injured brothers back... "

Lucien almost rolled his eyes, because according to Claude, it sounds like they have done something great, but if you want to say it is not true, it is not true, but compared with the actual situation, it is not the taste at all, okay!