My Third Empire

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Suddenly, a weird voice came from the sky above, a shell hit the wreckage of a destroyed French tank that had already smoked, and another piece of iron dust was splashed; followed by the second An artillery shell hit a large tree beside the highway, and instantly exploded countless branches; only about two seconds later, dense ammunition poured one after another on the French team piled in the pass Over the head, explosions continued one after another.

After some adjustments, as well as various information and intelligence, the French army did launch a large-scale offensive in the small highway pass, so soon the German army mobilized the most powerful weapon in its hand, the division of the 9th Motorized Infantry Division The Friedrich rockets covered the pass with dense artillery fire.

Looking at the explosion fire masses one after another on the pass, listening to the explosion sound that seemed to hit the heart, De Gaulle couldn't say a word. He couldn't understand why his elaborate counterattack could not even win a small gap. He couldn't understand how the other party mobilized such dense artillery so quickly.

"General, listen to the artillery, the other party has at least one regiment of large-caliber artillery, or let the direct artillery fire?" The staff looked at De Gaulle, who was a little messy, and whispered: "We also shelled a German position?"

"It's useless. There's no way to get it here." Charles de Gaulle said frustratedly. "It won't take long for the German aircraft from the frontline airport to arrive. Our armored forces are so densely piled here that is no different from suicide. . "

He waved his hand and said: "Contact the Air Force to cover our retreat as much as possible. All the troops are scattered and retreat, moving in units of companies, and then gather 50 kilometers south."

Yeah, there is no need to forcibly attack again, as Charles de Gaulle expected, there will be five Stuttgars in a short time-after all, because of the German advancement speed, the field airport has not been completed, these aircraft are from They came from farther away, so the speed was slower than that of the division rockets.

The French army retreated, and the French 10th Panzer Army, which had suffered a huge loss, was covered by Frederick Rocket and attacked for a round, and was stupidly bombarded by Stuka's tail. When he returned to the point of departure, he counted The equipment abandoned due to breakdowns and other failures has lost a total of 49 tanks and a dozen armored vehicles. This accounts for almost one-fifth of Charles de Gaulle's total strength.

One of his main tasks is to prevent Guderian ’s 1st Panzer Army from going south, so most of the troops ca n’t be transferred to participate in the offensive, so his failure this time is basically equivalent to the loss of offensive ability.

Renne sat on his tank and stared into the distance with a gun in a daze. On the side of the tank car, a small pergola was temporarily built with a white sheet full of dust. Andre was lying on a door board, and the medical soldiers of the infantry company were simply bandaging him. There were craters still steaming everywhere, and the power of the Friedrich rocket artillery left an overwhelming impression.

Bruce sat on the ground, bowing his head listlessly, and was complained by Bowman. The erosive life of a heroic car crew in Berlin made Bruce, the drunk, and the pervert, hollow out, so that the phenomenon of breathing was stronger in the battle just now.

The two assault guns that came later had opened the gap, and a guard position was arranged on the periphery. Then a truck-by-truck infantry passed by, jumping off the truck at the crater that was temporarily filled with stones and broken bricks. , Unload anti-tank guns to build a stronger defense.

The Grenadier Company, who stood here together, walked over and took a closer look at the tank 113 like a god. The barrel was painted with a white circle representing its previous record, but apart from that artillery, the tank was almost indistinguishable from the wreckage.

The track on the right has fallen off, and the guide wheels on the same side have been broken into pieces scattered not far away. The shells penetrated the tank's side armor from here and hit the tank's mechanics. Of course, the tank was covered with bullet marks in other places. The skirts hanging on both sides were beaten for more than half, and only a few pieces were still hanging on it. They were almost the same as the sieve.

The entire turret was hit several times, and the hanging basket at the rear of the turret was destroyed. The original thing on it was long gone. The only thing that was still intact was the white that was used as the roof of the hospital room. Sheets.

A tank is big or small, but it is not small, but on such a tank, even an exhaust pipe less than one-twentieth in size is blown off, even the row that is less than one fist in size. The headlights were hit, so it is not difficult to imagine how intensive the attack the tank was facing.

The company commander of the grenadier leaned on the fender of Rennes ’tank and handed the cigarette case to Rennes. Renren, who never smoked, pulled out one, and took the company commander by his mouth. The lighter ignited and took a deep breath, but was choked with cough.

The company commander of the Grenadier was stunned for a while, and then he laughed: "The first time you smoke?"

"Cough. Yes, smoking for the first time." Renn nodded, sandwiching the cigarette with his fingers, and spit out smoke. "How is your side?"

"More than 60 people have died, almost half." The company leader sighed lonely, and with a bit of pride, said in a cynical tone: "We wanted to retreat, but seeing that you are still fighting, there is no Let's go. The soldiers under my hands still have a little face, not losing the habit of running with their comrades. "

"You are all good soldiers, and so is Clark." Ryan took another breath and choked with tears again, but still swallowed stubbornly: "This smoke is really spicy, and it hurts when you take a breath . "

"Tobacco in a small German factory, the shredded tobacco is not handled carefully, and even the filters are cut corners, which chokes people naturally." Lian Chang smiled and touched the outer packaging of half a pack of cigarettes with his fingers. He looked up and saw that the car was completely scrapped. 'S tank: "We got the order and withdrew to Stone to rest in half an hour, waiting for replenishment. What about you? When will you withdraw?"

"I don't know. I'm waiting for my troops. I don't know when they came over. My radio was broken ..." Speaking of which, he remembered the soldier with round eyes.

When they met for the first time, company commander Carter pointed to this person and said: "This is Clark's first-class soldier, he is an electrician, and of course is responsible for your front machine gun."

Ren remembers that at that time he was different from others, and immediately returned to the ceremony, looking very standard. Carter also added a statement praising him: "He is the most normal soldier in this dormitory! The technical level is quite good."

But now, no matter whether it is Commander Carter who took Rennes into the small dormitory, or Clark, who Carter described as the most normal soldier, is gone. They just became memories, and if the entire camp or even the entire camp disappeared, who would prove their existence?

"If you are not afraid of trouble, I can help you inform the regiment, and then let the infantry over there tell your men to come over." The grenadier commander smoked while helping enthusiastically.

The army is a very strange place. The people here are cold-blooded enough to kill people without even blinking their eyes; the people here are indifferent enough, and the veterans usually do n’t remember the names of new recruits; the people here are righteous enough For a soldier, honor and friendship can even exceed life.

Although they are both indifferent and cold-blooded, they worship the strong from their bones. When they find someone they admire, their lives will not change easily. What is even more puzzling is that this feeling has continued from the time of Caesar in Rome to the present day, and it has not changed at all. So it's not difficult to understand why some soldiers can't even borrow a cigarette, and some soldiers borrow a truck and everyone sends it with a smile.

Ryan shook his head with a smile, and then took another sip of cigarettes, still coughing non-stop: "Cough, no need, they should already be on their way."

Yeah, the infantry has caught up, the line of defense has been strengthened, and the anti-tank guns one after another have strengthened the flawed line of defense, turning the defense line in the area south of Stone into a solid one, and it will never happen again. A fierce battle like this kind of pass battle.

"It's my honor to be able to fight alongside you." As an old smoke gun, smoking is significantly faster than Rennes. The grenadier commander threw the cigarette butts pinched by his fingers into the dirt, smashed it with his leather boots, and spit out his last breath of smoke.

"Kill the French, kill them to realize how miserable it is to be enemies with me." Renn looked at the burning cigarette between his fingers and chuckled softly. "Next time, I will kill 20 tanks without any damage. ! "

"Hahahaha! Take care!" The Grenadier Company stunned for a moment, then laughed, before continuing: "Hope to see you again."

Then the commander of the grenadier turned around and left, and Ren finished his last cigarette and threw the cigarette **** aside, shouting to the frustrated Bruce and Bowman: "Come and help. Things move out. "

So the three climbed into the tank and started to work. They moved the remaining shells out of the tank one by one and set them aside to form a trapezoid. Then there are the drums for the machine gun, the toolbox in the corner, the small mirror and the coaxial machine gun. Of course, with a leather tube and an empty gasoline barrel, they also searched and scraped off the fuel in the tank.

When they moved all these things out, Marcus drove over with two other tanks, separated the ammunition and fuel, put Andre on the tank, and the others sat in one. Fan, after detonating the No. 113 leopard tank that was no different from the scrap, they were ordered to return to Stone.