"How was yesterday's wine?" Mu Yang stood at the front of the team and asked loudly.

  "The soldiers answered loudly: 'Very good.'"

  "Alright, from today on, I want to see everyone giving their all and training according to my requirements. Anyone who doesn't do well will be punished with standing in the corner, cleaning the toilets, or even going hungry. If you do well, we can add more dishes for dinner tonight." Mu Yang said loudly.

  "It's the officer." One hundred people shouted in unison.

  There was a group of very unusual people in the army, one by one yellow-skinned Asian people, wearing British infantry uniforms, holding rifles, standing stiffly in the team.

  "Clare, start training now."

  "Clare blew a whistle and shouted loudly, 'All units, advance quickly, charge!'"

  The soldiers all bent down according to previous requirements, their bodies at a 90-degree angle, one hand holding the gun and charging forward.

  "Enemy machine gun emplacement, crawl forward." Claire gave the order again.

  The soldiers in front of the team directly rushed forward and then crawled forward with their hands and feet.

  What is this, baby crawling?

  There were still people there pedaling non-stop, but their bodies just wouldn't move forward.

  Some people directly get up on all fours, with their hands and feet moving quickly as they rush forward with their buttocks raised.

  Muyang's face was covered in black lines.

  Gather and re-explain the action essentials.

  "Creeping forward is a method of advancing through the enemy's rifle, machine gun firing position fire blocking a relatively short distance or using a lower obstacle. There are two-handed and two-footed crawling, as well as one-handed and one-footed crawling. Pay attention to the emphasis, the force is on the elbows and waist, not with your butt up, do you want the machine gun to directly smash your butt?" Mu Yang shouted loudly.

  "But, Sergeant, why do we have to learn how to crawl like dogs? I think it's enough that we're trained to charge with guns in formation during boot camp, which also shows our bravery as British soldiers." a recruit spoke up in objection.

  "Very good, you, stand out and tell me what your name is." Mu Yang pointed at the new recruit who had just spoken up.

  "Company Commander, I'm David." A bespectacled young soldier with a somewhat literary air stepped forward to answer.

  David, this name reminds Mu Yang of an English anecdote or joke that the teacher mentioned in class. According to British media statistics, although "Daid" is not the most commonly used name in Britain, it is the one with the most accidents, known as the most unfortunate male name in Britain.

  Those who call David are prone to cuts, stabs, burns and even muscle spasms.

  By the way, the most unfortunate female name in the UK is Joanne.

  "Tell me, do you have a mother? Does your mother love you?"

  "Yes, my mother loves me."

  "Do you love her!"

  "Of course, sir."

  "If you died, do you think he would be sad?"

  "I think so, yes, I think she would be very sad." The soldier lowered his head.

  "Even if you crawl on the ground like dogs, it's a hundred times better than walking with your heads held high and being shot down by hunters like wild ducks."

  "What I am teaching you now is a survival technique and also a combat technique."

  "Is it a humble victory in suffering or a proud death in happiness? I think you are not fools, and you should know how to choose."

  "Now everyone, continue training."

  Moyang called Claire over and had him watch these guys rolling around in the mud, then returned to the trenches himself.

  Today is Calvin's second shift on duty. However, Mu Yang did not let these guys sit in the trenches playing cards and chatting, but instead assigned them tasks to dig anti-artillery caves.

  In this way, the soldiers on duty stayed to dig anti-artillery trenches, while those not on duty were taken directly to the ground for charging exercises. As for other tactical movements, there was no time to practice them for the time being.

  Time passed day by day, and Mu Yang intensified his efforts to dig tunnels and train, waiting for the arrival of a major battle. The few letters that Mu Yang had sent out, however, drew attention from the high levels of the military.

  Ferdinand Foch and Douglas Haig were both seasoned generals. After analyzing the contents of the letter from Moyang, they felt that it was very meaningful. Although it only involved some simple changes, its impact on the battlefield would be enormous.

  The day after the staff made their analysis, orders were issued for the whole army to start digging gun pits and training in crawling forward. Another name that became well known was Joseph Williams, of course mainly among the officers in the army.

  The proposal put forward by Mu Yang to improve the treatment of laborers was ignored, and Europeans in this era were arrogant, looking down on Asians or people of color from the bottom of their hearts. These marshals only knew that Joseph had mentioned improving the treatment of laborers, but it was futile to expect them to issue orders to change anything.

  "Alright brothers, line up properly, don't be disorderly. Bird, you little brat, if you dare to mess around, believe me, I'll kick your butt."

  Everyone burst out laughing at Claire's words.

  In front of everyone was an old-fashioned wooden frame camera, which was invited by Mu Yang to take a group photo for all the soldiers.

  The war is imminent, even if the preparations are sufficient, it cannot guarantee that there will be no deaths on the battlefield. Mu Yang does not want them to have come in vain, but leave no footprints behind. No matter what happens in the future, the people in this photo will be recorded and may even be placed in a memorial hall for people to pay their respects.

  Over a hundred people crowded together, some squatting and others standing, while the photographer continued to direct from behind the wooden camera frame. The scene was somewhat chaotic, but Muyang felt warmth, having shared joys and hardships with them for over ten days, and developed some feelings.

  "Everyone pay attention and look at my hand, I won't put it down until you don't blink your eyes." The photographer quickly removed the camera cover, then the crowd held its breath, not even daring to breathe.

  At that time, the camera was the kind that opened the lens cap and automatically exposed the film. It took about 10 seconds to automatically expose it well.

  After a while, the photographer said: "Okay."

  Everyone finally relaxed, and someone said: "I was so suffocated, I didn't dare breathe."

  "Me too."

  "You guys are idiots, panting doesn't matter, as long as you keep your eyes open."

  "I also took a photo, but I don't know what it looks like," said one Chinese worker.

  The young men laughed and joked as they returned to their respective camps.

  At 4:50 am on July 15, 1918, the German army began its attack.

  "Boom, boom, boom", a distant rumble of artillery fire came from afar.

  Even if the second line of defense is several kilometers away from the first line of defense, in the trenches you can clearly hear the deafening dense artillery explosions coming from afar.

  The war has finally begun.