The one-hour ceasefire agreement is completely out of the sight of the headquarters. These are some of the little secrets of the front-line combat teams in the war!

Just like when Xiao Letian fought in his previous life, both sides of the enemy and us would also walk out of the trenches to celebrate together on Christmas. In the cold and ruthless killing battlefield, the dominant leader is human after all, and humans will have a trace of humanity!

Yes, you are just an ordinary soldier. You cannot stop the outbreak of national wars, and you do not have the courage to disobey military discipline!

But at least when your muzzle is pointed at the weak head of a woman and a child, the moment you pull the trigger is too high, and the raised finger is your humanity!

Pu Jun wanted the corpses of their comrades, and they would not let their dead brothers lie alone on the battlefield and cannot go home!

The French army needed food, and 170,000 people had consumed all the food in Metz. They needed things to fill their hunger and survive!

When the needs of both sides collided together, a brief ceasefire that would not be recorded in history!

At least for this hour, they are not enemies, they are not soldiers, they are just ordinary people!

"The Frenchman on the opposite side... and then... be kinder to my brother..."

A pack of cigarettes flew out of the hidden shooting point of Pu Jun and was thrown between Louis and Mark. The two looked at each other and then Louis kicked them with his feet, and the cigarette hit Mark.

Mark, who was lying on the ground, sniffed the smell of the cigarette with his nose in satisfaction. "This is the smell of fire from Crimea!"

This is a proverb that can only be understood by the French army, because the first paper cigarette in the world was born in the Crimean War!

At that time, mechanical cigarettes officially became a necessity in war. Tobacco was a mild anesthetic or a soft drug!

In the tormenting war on hell, tobacco is always a good medicine for soldiers to relax their nerves. Without this thing, I don’t know how many people will be tortured and go crazy!

This mechanically-made convenient cigarette invented during the Crimean War suddenly became a popular product among soldiers!

"The smell of artillery fire in Crimea..." The two of them sighed and began to clean the battlefield, but it was obvious that this pack of cigarettes made their movements lighter and gentler.

No personal items that cannot be used will move around. They only collect food, and will not take away anything else. They will even gently wipe away the dust from the corpse's face in the end.

Time passed minute by minute, and the urging sound from behind was almost over an hour. The two of them were much more courageous at this moment. They actually stood up and carried a huge backpack on their backs, which were full of spoils.

The two of them were about to return to the team after a trot, and the Pu Army sharpshooter behind them did not shoot, but just watched quietly!

"It's all a group of people who are about to be crazy..." Many Pu Army soldiers shook their heads helplessly.

Suddenly! Louis stopped and squatted down. No one knew what he was going to do. Even the Pu Army gunmen raised their heads vigilantly.

Louis looked at the dead sergeant, took out the gold ring from his pocket, hesitated for a moment and then put it back on his broken finger.

"Sir, please leave this ring to your wife... Maybe this is her lifelong memory of you..."

The broken hand was placed respectfully next to the corpse and spliced ​​it with the broken arm. Then the soldier stood up and ran away and quickly returned to his defensive position.

The French army cleaned the battlefield and soon it was time for the Pu army to collect the body. After suddenly standing up from the hidden place, more than a dozen soldiers without guns stood up.

They raised their hands to signal to the French army, then boldly walked to the middle of the battlefield to find the corpses of their comrades from the ruins!

The French army's positions were dead silent, and no one shot, they followed the agreement and watched the other party carry the body of the victim away!

When the two Pu army saw the sergeant's body, they suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. Soon the eyes of the two people's view of the military positions became complicated!

The commander's body and broken arms were taken away, and before leaving, the two soldiers gently placed a can and a bag of compressed biscuits on the ground!

This is a thank you gift, thank the enemy for their respect to the dead chief!

The French company commander who was shot in the abdomen finally felt relieved, "Okay, the Prussians will not go to war in the short term... divide all the food..."

"This is the food ration that our brothers have to endure. We must save a little... The second platoon leader, it's your turn to catch mice today... I wish you good luck..."

The soldier named Louis returned to the battlefield again, took away the thank-you gifts left by the Pu army, and then returned to the company commander. "Sir, please eat a little... I also found a bottle of strong wine..."

The wine pot made by silver is very exquisite. After unscrewing the lid, the company commander's face suddenly changed color. "Child... This is not the wine you drink... This is the alcohol used by Pu Jun to treat trauma..."

"You help me untie the gauze and rub the wound with alcohol..."

The dirty gauze was untied, and the smelly wound had become suppurated. This was a gunshot wound caused by a bullet. Due to the lack of medicine and doctors, the bullet had been stored in the wound for three days!

"Louis...Mark...so good. This is God giving me a chance...with this little alcohol...I'm at least 30% likely to survive!"

"Tie me on the pillar... tie it tightly... Louis, you use alcohol to rub the bayonet..."

"Cut my wound...take out the bullet... I hope my intestines are not broken... Otherwise you will have to sew it for me..."

"Remember... after taking out the bullet... wash the wound with alcohol... cut off the rotten meat around with scissors..."

"Those are gangrene...it will die..."

The old company commander bit a wooden stick in his mouth. Without anesthetics or professional doctors, he had a surgical operation based on his own experience alone!

Even if only one-third of the survivors may have to be grasped. Seventy-one thousand troops tied up in Metz, 70% of them are veterans, and these people do not have so many mother-in-law and mother!

Louis gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, you have to hold it back! I'm going to do it..."

The lit candle burns the dagger, and the alcohol is sprinkled with a pungent smell. The hot blade finally cuts the skin!

"Well..." The old company commander snorted coldly, his teeth bit off the wooden stick, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat!

"Don't stop... Keep cutting the wound..." Mark held the wine pot and the sewing bag in his hand, watching pus and blood coming out of the wound!

The dagger was searching through the wound of the lower abdomen and soon found the bullet. Louis couldn't care much about it, so he reached out and took out the bullet from his stomach!
Chapter completed!