North of Meziere City, a corner of the Arden Forest.
Vehicles camouflaged with foliage one after another drove along the muddy road into the forest. As soon as they stopped under the shade, a bunch of German Army engineers rushed up to unload.
Mezieres served as a supply center and logistics transfer station. To avoid concentrated supplies being bombed by the French Army, the German Army extended the road into the forest and built temporary warehouses to ensure the safety of their materials.
Elsewhere, two German Army officers were carefully shielding their cigarettes from the cold wind as they lit them.
Finally, the cigarettes were lit, and the two men were satisfied as they puffed on them.
"I haven't had a leave for a year, Captain," the bearded Lieutenant complained, "I'm not even sure if I can hold on."
"You should consider yourself lucky, Lieutenant," the Captain replied without expression, "You can still say 'I haven't had a leave for a year.'"
