Putting away the camera and the tricolor flag, the three of them watched Geral's body be lifted up and walked towards the rear, and finally disappeared into the winter mist.

"I hope Esthele will get this news later"

Clermont sighed, turned around and took a simple step to continue to the direction of the front line.

Seeing Yu Yanlin looking at him, Wei Ran shook his head gently and followed him with a step.

From the rear to the front line, they also changed from the postman's identity to a soldier. Of course, compared with the established companies around them, the three of them were much more free.

The familiar one found a bunker. The three of them each received a steaming breakfast with their lunch boxes, and they took the machine gun whistle assigned to them and began a slightly boring waiting and stalemate.

"Don't the enemy plan to attack?"

Next to the machine gun post, Yu Yanlin sat on an ammunition box and asked while pulling breakfast in his mouth with homemade chopsticks. Today's breakfast was still boiled potatoes, slices of bread, and bean soup.

"Even if they don't attack, their goal has been achieved."

Wei Ran said, "The two sides are in a stalemate, so we must ensure that at least the same force is bound here."

“So other directions…”

"Who knows?"

Clermont, who had started brewing coffee again before Wei Ran said that, shook his head, "No one knows where the other party will attack, maybe the commander on the other side will not know the answer to this question."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other side fired a shell without warning. The soldiers who had just "handed over" immediately put down everything they had done and hid in the trenches to prepare for the artillery fire on the other side.

However, for one minute, two minutes, three minutes, the expected artillery fire has not been fired.

The probe looked out through the machine gun's shooting hole. Wei Ran stood up as he slapped the soil on his body. The shot just now was just a frightening thing.

"Hacked shells"

Wei Ran sat on the ammunition box again and asked, "Where did you talk just now?"

“Talk to…”

"boom!"

Before Yu Yanlin could finish his words, another shell hit him, and the soldiers who were just about to stand up in the trench subconsciously squatted down again.

"They are reducing our sensitivity to artillery"

Wei Ran immediately frowned. He had guessed the other party's intentions, and at the same time realized that a cunning front-line commander seemed to appear on the opposite side.

Who will it be?

Wei Ran subconsciously began to recall the records about this history, but found that he could not match the corresponding person with such details.

"This is completely different from the war I thought"

Clermont said, and had handed two cups of coffee to Wei Ran and Yu Yanlin respectively. "No matter what they want to do, let's have a cup of coffee first."

"I have begun to get used to the smell of this foreign medicine soup, which is quite fragrant." Yu Yanlin said, drinking all the coffee in the cup.

"boom!"

Almost as Wei Ran drank all the coffee in the cup, another shell hit the other side, smashed into the middle of the position and exploded a scary crater, which also raised a large amount of soil, causing a series of screams.

“A few of our doctors are busy”

Clermont drank the coffee in the cup and then sighed, apparently thinking of the body of Gerard that he had encountered not long ago.

"Do we need help?" Yu Yanlin subconsciously looked at Wei Ran.

"No, our mission is to defend the position." Wei Ran said, and patted the Maxim machine gun next to him.

Hearing this, Yu Yanlin sat down against the wall of the trench again, returned the eggshell cup in his hand to Clermont and asked, "Clermont, if my fiancée also came here, what do you think she can do?"

"Your fiancée is coming here?" Clermont asked in surprise.

"Just if" Yu Yanlin said, "I don't know if she can find this place."

"She can be a nurse"

Clermont said while putting coffee pots, cups and other items into his bag, "As long as I join the international brigade, I think there will always be a job that suits her. The Medical Assistance Committee needs nurses, the Post Office needs typists, and the Telegraph Office needs telegraphers. Every position is fighting against the Fasi, and the work of each position is meaningful."

Speaking of this, Clermont had taken out a few pieces of letter paper, "Louis, do you want her to come?"

"I..."

Yu Yanlin thought for a while, "I hope she will come, but I also hope she can leave here alive."

"Yes...who isn't..."

Clermont sighed, took out his pen and began to write a string of letters with longing on the letter paper, and said, "I don't know if I can go back alive, but I think I should leave a letter to my parents while I'm still alive, and leave a letter to Estheel.

In that case, even if I die in battle, at least I will not leave any regrets that I can't say."

Hearing this, Yu Yanlin was stunned. After a moment, he took out the notebook from his arms and took out the pen and wrote something silently.

"Aren't you going to write something?" Clermon asked in French without raising his head.

"I..." Wei Ran shook his head, "I don't know who to write to."

"Then write it to yourself," Yu Yanlin suggested, "I am leaving here alive."

"That's right," Clermont said, handing over two letter papers.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran took the two pieces of letter paper, then took off the lunch box hanging around his waist and put it on his knees. Then he took out the pen under the cover of his pocket.

However, when he unscrewed the cap, he fell into a daze, and he didn't know what to write for himself who survived.

After a long time, he picked up his pen and wrote: "Those who failed to survive this anti-French silk-sucking war, perhaps forgotten, have drawn the most romantic dream for those who survived, and also planted the most romantic seed for those who later came."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Put away the pen and fold the letter paper, Wei Ran stuffed the text message into the envelope, and then stuffed it into his arms.

After looking at Clermont and Yu Yanlin who were still writing quickly, Wei Ran leaned back on the cold trench wall and waited patiently for the start of the battle.

"Postman Clermont! Postman Victor! Postman Louis! Is there a postman named Clermont, Victor or Louis?!" Just as he was distracted, a voice shouted in French.

"Yes!" Wei Ran reacted first, stood up and responded loudly.

However, when he looked at him in the voice, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't know the person who came, but he knew the Soviet helmet on the other party's head and the MP34 submachine gun on his shoulders, and even more knew the Swiss-made horse-haired bag he was carrying. These were all things from the postmaster Viola!

Could it be...

Wei Ran suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and looked at Yu Yanlin and Clermont who also noticed this.

After a while, the man carrying his bag had already run along the trench line.

"Hello you guys"

The Spanish-looking man saluted, "I am Sergi San Martin, Viola's helper."

"Hello"

The three of them raised their hands to return the salute, and Clermont couldn't help but look at the other party's helmet, "Is Viola asked you to come?"

“Yes”

Sage sighed, took off his helmet and said, "Last night, the barricade under Viola was bombarded, and she...she died this morning."

"What did you say?" Yu Yanlin asked in surprise.

"The shells broke one of her legs"

Sage explained regretfully, "We sent her to the city, and a Canadian doctor treated her for the middle of the night, but she still couldn't survive."

"She...had she said something?" Wei Ran asked.

"She said she hoped to bury her and her husband."

Sage said, "We have done this, and in addition, she asked me to send you this backpack. She hopes to second a postman who can speak German and French from you. We have no more multilingual staff."

After a pause, Seji continued, "In addition, she has some relics in her bag. She hopes to ask you to send her relics and that photo home after the war is over."

"Who is going?" Clermont asked bluntly while taking the backpack.

"I'll go"

Yu Yanlin said naturally, "You are already familiar with this place. I have to get familiar with work everywhere, so I'll go."

“Okay”

Clermont nodded, then looked at Wei Ran, "Victor, why not go with Louis, right? He may need your help more."

"No problem" Wei Ran agreed happily.

"You all have to live," Clermont said, "we're going to have coffee together."

As he said that, he had opened Viola's backpack and his own.

In addition to the smallest oil lamp and a German kettle filled with kerosene, this huge backpack also had a coffee powder glass bottle that was given to her yesterday, but at this time, it was already in the bottom of the box. The empty bottle also contained two envelopes and two rings.

After hesitating, Clermont put the glass bottle back into his bag, then took out a can of beef from his bag and put it in the bag that once belonged to Viola. "Who will carry it?"

"I..."

"I'll do it"
To be continued...