No Beast Girls on the Western Front

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But he had no time to pay attention to any of that. He simply waved his hand to dismiss the system interface, took off his clothes, stepped across the fire line on the ground, and pounced on Ruby's tail.

At first, Ruby didn't even realize that her tail was on fire. It was only when Payne covered it with his clothes and slapped it hard that she finally felt a sense of crisis.

She vaguely remembered Pine saying that flamethrowers were fueled by gasoline or kerosene, both of which adhered easily to objects and were not easily extinguished.

If only my big tail gets burned to ashes, that's one thing, but what if the fire keeps spreading upwards and burns me alive?!

Because her studies were still inadequate, Ruby immediately conjured up this unrealistic and terrifying association, and promptly reached for the water bottle at her waist, "Water...water..."

Payne glared at him and slammed the kettle aside. "Don't mess around! This little bit of water will only fuel the fire!"

At this moment, the dog and the cow also took off their clothes and covered Ruby's tail, and the two of them, one human and one beast, patted each other wildly like they were playing a hand drum.

Only the sheep remained huddled in the corner, watching helplessly as the man and three beasts fought.

Payne waved his arms almost numbly until another demonic breath sounded and a burst of orange light appeared in the distance. He finally stopped, as if startled, pushed the two beasts aside, and began to unfold the folded clothes one by one.

Fortunately, it was probably just a tiny drop of gasoline that splashed onto the tail, and it didn't ignite the damp wooden planks on the ground or Payne's clothes.

Ruby's tail, apart from being slightly shrunken at the tip and having some charred marks, showed no other signs of injury.

“Ruby,” Payne asked, still a little nervous, “does it hurt?”

Seeing how nervous Payne was, Ruby also became nervous, but after wagging her tail slightly, she shook her head and said, "No, I don't feel any pain."

"Really do not have?"

"Um... if I had to say, you really hurt my tail when you slapped it..."

Ruby's tail patted the ground twice, seemingly indicating that she was truly unharmed. Payne breathed a sigh of relief, pulled her head onto his shoulder, and patted her gently. "Alright, alright, it's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright..."

Ruby was the one who got burned, but he felt a sense of relief, as if he had survived a disaster.

Then he suddenly became enraged again, "You damn flamethrower soldier! You just wait! I'll be at your doorstep right now!!..."

Chapter 72 LXXII. A Perfect Ending

An agitated Payne left his four beasts standing there, grabbed a grenade, and ran towards a group of soldiers nearby, yelling, "Have you found that damned flamethrower soldier?!"

At this moment, Carter and his men bravely stuck their heads out again and fired a few shots. One of the soldiers pointed ahead and shouted:

"It's right there! But Carter seems to have hit the fuel tank just now, and there's been no movement from the other side."

Contrary to what is depicted in various games and movies on Earth, a bullet hitting the fuel tank of a flamethrower will not cause an explosion. This is because gasoline has a very high ignition point, and the sparks generated by the bullet penetrating the fuel tank are simply insufficient to ignite the gasoline.

Someone once filmed an experiment showing that even if you shoot a bullet into the fuel tank of a civilian car, it will only cause a leak, not a fire or explosion.

But Payne didn't care whether Carter had killed the flamethrower soldier or not. After learning the location, still furious, he immediately pulled the pin on the grenade and threw it with all his might.

A few seconds later, two explosions rang out one after the other, and even Payne at the bottom of the trench could see the sky turn a reddish-orange.

Of course, if the fuel tank was hit by a grenade, that's a different story.

Carter and his team waved excitedly, and cheers, whistles, and applause filled the air.

"Good job!"

"Bullet hit!"

"Burn these bastards to death!!"

Lacey: "...?"

Finally venting his anger, Payne clenched his fist and waved it, "Damn it, from now on, I'll kill every flamethrower soldier I see!"

He had just randomly guessed the distance, but he didn't expect it to hit the mark on the first try. Now even his threats sounded more powerful.

Fortunately, the flamethrower on the other side wasn't very skilled this time and didn't really hurt anyone (or the beast). It seems he'll have to improve his skills in his next life.

Otherwise, gasoline at over 1000 degrees Celsius would stick to a person and burn fiercely, and no amount of running, rolling on the ground, pouring water on them, or frantically swatting at them with a cloth could extinguish it. The pain and despair would be terrifying just to think about...

Although flamethrowers were only recently deployed to the battlefield by the Fasforo Empire, Payne had seen them in several World War I memoirs on Earth, where soldiers who had unfortunately caught fire would even beg their comrades to give them a quick death...

Especially the beast girls, who make these creatures, who are already very afraid of fire and covered in fur, experience being burned alive, is an act that is even more beastly than that of animals.

After eliminating the flamethrower soldiers, B Company's morale soared, and the company commander seized the opportunity to issue the order to attack. The soldiers were completely excited and abandoned the trenches, climbing onto the ground to launch another charge.

Of course, Payne still led his beast girls through the safer trenches, and their progress was much slower than the main force.

This was mainly because Ruby finally felt a wave of fear afterward, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and Shawn was so frightened that her legs were so weak that she could barely walk, so Payne had to slow down.

……

The subsequent battles were rather unremarkable.

On the first line of defense, the enemy used landmines and poison gas;

On the second line of defense, the enemy brought out flamethrowers again;

Upon reaching the third line of defense, the enemy not only failed to produce any new weapons, but also offered only a token resistance with a few symbolic shots before retreating.

In a single day, B Company actually completed all its combat missions—reaching and capturing the last French line of defense on this front.

According to the original plan of the command, B Company would definitely be severely weakened after completing this attack, so the subsequent combat missions were handed over to the follow-up troops, who only needed to hold the position.

The fighting and crucial cleanup work finally came to an end as darkness fell.

Finally I can have a good rest.

Having only eaten buttered bread and coffee early in the morning, B Company was now completely starving. They started banging on their lunchboxes, demanding a hot meal.

But after waiting for a long time, they received, unsurprisingly, not-so-bad-bad news—

When Tomato Head heard that the front line had been contaminated with poison gas, he refused to move the cooking cart forward even a meter, insisting that they fetch it themselves.

The distance from the encampment back to the no-man's-land was only a couple hundred meters, not very far, but Tomato Head's cowardly behavior still ignited everyone's anger—

Look at this for yourself, there's no poison gas at all!

Even if there really was poison gas, we've been running around in poison gas all day and we're still alive and kicking. What are you so afraid of?!

Just as everyone was eagerly preparing to make tomato preserves from the tomato heads, one person resolutely stepped forward and decided to become the father of the entire company—

“We just happen to be going back to deliver some intelligence, so let me bring you some food while we’re at it,” Payne said.

So Payne and his beast girl squad received a warm send-off. The lunchboxes of all 150 men in the company were hung on one man and four beasts, making a clanging sound as they walked, looking from a distance like a caravan of camels carrying goods...

"Sorry, we've been fighting all day, and Grace and Ruby aren't feeling well, so we need you to help bring them food."

On the way, Payne said with a hint of apology.

“It’s nothing, this is our job anyway,” Grace said understandingly. “We haven’t been able to play any role in the battle, so let us do this little favor.”

Payne raised an eyebrow. "Who said you weren't helpful? Your two hundred grenades had the effect of four mortars."

"Without you guys, let alone whether we could take this front today, it would be questionable whether B Company could even continue to exist."

"So, you deserve a lot of credit for the fact that we are all alive today."

"The company commander has already told me that it was precisely because B Company made such rapid progress that the enemies on both sides realized the situation was not good and fled in advance. Therefore, the troops on the left and right flanks benefited from our efforts and occupied the positions much faster than originally planned."

"That's why we can now complain here that we have to get our own hot meals instead of dodging bullets while praying that shrapnel won't fly into the cans."

These words immediately amused Grace, who raised her arm, which was hanging with five or six lunchboxes, and covered her mouth with a smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing, I just find your way of speaking very interesting."

Payne was anything but modest: "Of course, I'm a college student. See? Now you know the benefits of education, right? You'd better pay close attention when I teach you..."

Ruby pouted listlessly, "It's starting again..."

After the man and his four beasts crossed the defensive line and unloaded 150 lunchboxes next to Tomato Head's cooking cart with a clanging sound, Payne took a letter out of his pocket and handed it to Shawn.

"I'll send this letter over after we finish eating. The command post shouldn't have moved yet. Is that alright?"

Chapter 73 LXXIII. Even the Living Yama Eats Human Food

As expected, Xiao En wet himself in fear when he was attacked by a flamethrower.

Payne didn't have enough points to change her pants every day, so this time he took a pair of pants from a dead person, shortened the legs a bit, and then tied them around her waist with a belt.

Nearly half a day had passed, and Xiao En still looked absent-minded, her eyes fixed on the ground.

After receiving Payne's mission, two conflicting feelings simultaneously filled her sheep-like mind:

On the one hand, she hoped for a reason to stay far away from the front lines, away from those horrible weapons that cruelly tortured beasts even before they died;

On the other hand, she didn't want to leave Payne—the man beside her was her greatest source of security.

After instinctively taking the letter, Xiao En looked at Payne's face and hesitated, unable to utter the word "I understand" for a long time.

Payne didn't seem to notice this. He simply took off Xiao En's helmet and ruffled her hair. "No rush, let's go after we finish eating."

The combination of one person and four beasts gave them a significant advantage.

Even a skilled worker like Tomato Head would need at least half an hour to fill 150 lunchboxes.

This is a perfect opportunity for them to have the hottest meal.

Although battlefield cooks may not be very skilled, being able to eat a hot meal after a long day of fighting is definitely the greatest comfort on the battlefield.

Tonight's dinner is bread with stew, and there are big chunks of meat in the soup. Payne is watching Tomato Head and making him fill his lunchbox until it overflows.

Lacey enjoyed the meal immensely, but Grace, Shawn, and Ruby found it a bit too much—physically.

Compared to purebred humans, they have weaker stomach acid and fewer enzymes for digesting meat.

So most of the meat from the three herbivores ended up in Lacey's mouth, and Payne gave them a few extra pieces of bread from Tomato Head as compensation.

The no-man's-land and trench zones were practically barren, and even Ruby couldn't find any food there, having to rely on the Empire's logistical support.

However, for the beast girl, the salt content of human food is too high. Moreover, in order to appease these soldiers who have been working on the battlefield all day, Tomato Head's cooking is so salty that Payne suspects that he may have killed the salt seller.

To prevent his beast girls from consuming too much salt, Payne had to use all his persuasive skills and even promised to get him some French jam before finally convincing him to give the beast girls their precious fresh water.

During World War I, the spoilage of fresh water during transportation was a major problem. Therefore, to save trouble, soldiers were supplied with large quantities of low-alcohol beverages, as alcohol has a certain bactericidal effect and is less prone to spoilage than water.

However, the beast girl has a very low tolerance for alcohol...

When there is no war, the situation is fine. The peaceful environment and sufficient logistical supplies at least give the beasts a choice.

But whenever a war breaks out, Payne gets a headache just thinking about feeding the beast girls.