Chapter Forty-Four: Amidst the Flames of War

Not long after, Sergeant Tommy arrived. He had anticipated the outbreak of a skirmish—becoming a tunneler meant that day was bound to come sooner or later.

“Do you have any other ideas?”

Upon seeing someone, Tommy asked directly, his blue eyes showing a hint of respect—once you've seen blood, you're a veteran.

Jiang He quickly explained, “The Prussians have started digging from that trench over there. The two sides are connected now, which means we can attack directly. Even if there isn’t time to gather explosives, we can still seize a defensive position.”

Tommy didn’t immediately dismiss the plan but explained, “Digging through loose soil takes about forty-five minutes. If it goes over an hour, the enemy’s earth carriers will notice something’s wrong. Both sides have thought of this, so if they sense any abnormality, those guarding the tunnel entrance will detonate the fuse, collapsing the passage. We’d lose our retreat route and, without reinforcements, it would be a death sentence.”

Jiang He responded, “What if we can cut the fuse line? The seven-day bombardment will have just ended by then. Even if we succeed in taking the other side, there won’t be a large-scale counterattack. If we hold through the bombardment period, the ground forces’ advance shouldn’t face too much pressure. This would also be the first major victory in the upcoming offensive.”

Tommy wavered slightly at these words. The British Army hadn’t launched a major offensive in eight months. Since arriving from home by ship, he had been digging tunnels. This was a rare opportunity to make a mark. Time was pressing; he had to make a life-or-death decision immediately.

“I agree with your plan, provided you can really cut the enemy’s fuse line.”

“I’m not one to gamble with my life.”

Charlie chimed in, “The boss just grabbed a long gun with one hand.”

Tommy narrowed his eyes. Turns out, like himself, he was a “knight.” From the description, it was either the Seahorse Knight or the Kangaroo Knight—both capable of storing items.

“Then act immediately. Danny, go back and notify the lieutenant. His moment of glory has arrived. Let my brother lead the men to guard the entrance—I don’t trust anyone else with this.”

The bald soldier immediately turned to leave.

Jiang He contacted Wu He through the friend list. Wu He was skilled in intelligence gathering; finding the fuse line wouldn’t be difficult.

[Piece of cake. No one’s on guard at night. The question is which trench’s fuse to cut.]

[Number 145, the right diagonal opposite my position.]

Tommy pulled out his pocket watch, watching the seconds tick by. If the lieutenant didn’t arrive within forty-five minutes, he would decisively abort the mission.

Half an hour later, a gray-haired middle-aged man arrived with a large contingent, all carrying Lee-Enfield rifles and grenades.

The lieutenant shouted loudly, “Tommy, if you tell me this is an April Fool’s joke, I’ll kick your butt hard!”

“Captain, time is tight. I suspect the enemy has already noticed something wrong. We have to act quickly.”

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