Battle of the Third Reich

"After eating it, Lafayette, finish it."

Le Duer put down the plate in his hand, he took another loaf of bread from the rattan basket on the ground, and then broke off half of it, he put the other half into the pocket of the military uniform.

"You are the same, eat all the food. Don't be like a mother. This may be our last hot meal."

Le Dour yanked the quick bread into his mouth, then picked up his lunch box and took a sip of hot soup. "Hu" Le Duer took a long breath, his face full of comfort.

"Why don't you eat? You must fill yourself up now." Le Duer tore off another piece of hard bread.

"It’s hard to cook such a hot meal for us now in the military kitchen. Know that anything smoking will attract the attention of the Germans. For the safety of our lovely chefs, from now on we will rely on Keep on the bread and cold water. After finishing the soup, everyone will divide the rest of the bread. No one will give you meals during the battle, and then you will know how valuable these breads are."

But the soldiers did not respond to Le Dour's words. They were silent, one by one, with their heads in melancholy looking down at the lunch boxes in their hands.

"Damn, do you still look like my soldiers? The battle has just begun, and the more powerful is still behind. You are now in such a disappointed manner, how can you fight the rest of the battle. How can you withstand those? We have left our brothers. They are still looking at us there." Le Dur dropped the bread in his hand and stood up to reprimand loudly against those men.

"Look, Pier, Dujan, Lasdie, Drant, they lie there. They gave their lives for the great France, they died without regret. And those of us who survived The unfinished work of these heroes must be completed, and we must send the **** Germans to **** one by one." Le Dour pointed to a row of stiff rows at the foot of a collapsed wall placed beside the position The corpse shouted loudly: "They are part of ours, our best brothers, and now the Almighty God has greeted them, hoping that they will have an eternal rest in heaven. But if they see you like this Are they likely to be at ease? Can you just complete their entrustment to us? No, you can’t go on like this, and you can’t defeat the Germans with frustration and sorrow. We have to cheer up, we have to stick to the last moment, as long as our There is another bullet in the rifle, and as long as our heart is still beating, we will continue to fight. We will avenge these sacrificed brothers, and we will ask the Germans for blood debts."

After shouting the words in one breath, Le Dur gasped at the soldiers sitting beside him, his eyes filled with angry flames. The soldiers were deeply touched by Le Dour's words, and his words rekindled the extinguished flames deep inside the soldiers. Their expressions became excited, and everyone looked at their squad leader with a respectful look.

Le Dour calmed his excitement, and then picked up his lunch box. He said loudly to his men: "The enemy is still preparing for the next attack, this time will definitely be more than the previous one. Fierce. We will fight very hard, and maybe there will be some sacrifice among us. Although death for the motherland is the highest honor of a soldier, but we will not obediently wait here for the German to insert the bayonet into our chest, Before they do this, we must make the Germans pay ten times and one hundred times.

This is what I need you to do, to stain the land in front of our position, the land of France, with the blood of Germans. But before you do this, I order you to eat all the food in your hands, even if you can't finish it, you must keep it properly, you will need it. After eating, everyone rested in two groups, and the one who didn’t rest repaired with me. Okay, start eating. "Le Duer took a big sip of hot soup from his lunch box, and then bent down to pick up the loaf of bread on the ground, blowing the dust on it and stuffing it into his mouth."

"Sergeant, I..." Lafayette stood up excitedly, and he found that he finally saw a real hero, but when he just wanted to say something, Ledure waved his hand to stop it.

"Don't say anything, I understand what you want to say, everything is written in your expression. No need to say anything, eat, and finish your soup." Le Dour swallowed hard in his mouth. After the bread, he said with a smile, then he turned his head to the equally excited subordinates and said: "You are the same, those beautiful words need not be said. Just use your actions to prove it to me, remember what I said before I will watch next to you."

The soldiers quickly swallowed what they wanted to say back into their stomachs. They nodded hard at Le Dour, then they picked up the lunch box and took the bread and ate it.

"It's all good guys." Le Dour sighed secretly. He lifted his head and drank the hot soup in the lunch box. He threw the lunch box into his debris bag. Le Dur turned around and leaned on the bunker, picked up the telescope and looked at the position in front of him.

There was no longer a position there, it was a **** hell. The once green field has completely lost its original appearance, the scorched black craters and the mud rolled up by the shells, the collapsed trenches, the burning pillars, and the dark black smoky wicker walls The foundation of this hell. Broken guns, scattered ammunition boxes, twisted barbed wire, crushed sandbag bunkers and broken logs are the skeletons of this hell. The rest were corpses and blood. The soldiers’ corpses and broken limbs covered the entire position. It was already fortunate to be able to find a complete body like his own. Many soldiers have only left a scorched black twisted limb or a **** arm, and more people have not even left these, they have completely disappeared from this world under the horrible fire. Only a fragment of a military uniform or a burnt backpack proves that they existed.

The first line of defense has disappeared, and a complete trench has not been found there. All bunkers and firepower have been turned into a scorched earth. Two rows of soldiers were left on the first line of defense. They fought very tenaciously. No one tried to escape or retreat. The soldiers used their lives to prove their dignity to the enemy. They did not sacrifice in vain, they also made those powerful enemies pay a heavy price. The open space in front of the position was scattered with the bodies of no less than fifty soldiers. The gray-green uniforms proved the identity of the soldiers, and the German army shed the same blood on this position. The wreckage of the three German armored vehicles is still smoking with the blue smoke. The once dazzling iron cross logo was only half of the smoke of the fire, and the fierce burning baked the beautiful gray paint of the armored car. The metallic background makes these armored vehicles that look weird by themselves even more ugly.

The loss of the German armored forces did not stop there. The wreckage of five Type 2 tanks crumbled behind the front line. The bodies of the brave German tank soldiers lay around the tank and had to be with his car. Burned to ashes, or turned into a piece of smoked coke hanging on the blackened turret exit.

The soldiers on the first line of defense should indeed be proud of their record, although no one can survive to receive those honors.

The German offensive was like thunder and thunder, and when I thought of the short and tragic battle ahead, Le Dour felt a chill from the bottom of my heart.

When the Germans appeared in front of the position, Le Duer just led his men to build their fortifications. The soldiers are very excited, although they have not seen the German ** team, but this is the first time to fight them. Before that, they just retreated, retreated, and kept retreating. Now it's finally time to confront the Germans head-on. Everyone has an indescribable impulse in their hearts, an impulse to vent their humiliation and depression in their hearts.

The first batch of Germans was Guderian's reconnaissance force. They had long learned from the Air Force's reconnaissance report that there was such a village fortress, and their task was to capture a small fortress.

The Germans did not come close at first, they just watched the situation from afar. A team of armored vehicles circled the village beyond the machine gun's range, and then they returned to the original place and stopped. Le Duer knew that they were waiting for the arrival of the follow-up troops. When the next batch of German troops arrived, the battle would officially begin.

The officers of the regiment seemed to know this very well, but they clearly lacked the patience of the Germans, or they lacked the confidence to win this battle. As a result, they even used regiment artillery to open fire on the Germans. Come. Six 105-mm howitzers poured 30 or 40 shells towards the German reconnaissance team. They did not get any results except to panic the Germans and back a long distance. Le Duer finally learned the clumsy techniques of the regiment artillery. He suspected that the shells may not even touch the paint on the German armored car except for the ear membranes of several German soldiers. Le Dour sweated for the battle he was about to face later, praying that the artillery would be a little bit normal after the battle began.

The soldiers of Le Dour did not see it that way. They were blinded by the magnificent sight of the shelling, and everyone shouted loudly to cheer the artillery. When the German armored vehicles began to retreat, they started cheering again, as if they had won a huge battle. Le Duer used his method to cool down the overheated minds of the soldiers. He gave the head of the most vigorous guy a hard blow, and then he gathered the group into a group of cheering soldiers one by one. Pulling his ears back to their post. But before he could start to swell, a large German force appeared on the horizon.

This is more effective than any kind of scolding. The German armored fleet and the countless countless infantry groups that are like ants are pouring a basin of cold water on the heads of the French soldiers present. . They knew that they were too happy, the Germans had not been defeated, and according to the current situation, it may be their own.

The Germans launched a front line more than two thousand meters away from the village. In fact, this can not be said to be a front line. They surrounded the village densely with a circle around the village. Then the Germans' first attack started. They did not attack from all directions at the same time. The Germans only launched a small attack on the front of the village, which is the direction guarded by Le Dour.

Everyone can see that the Germans want to test the defense of the village first, but Le Dur can’t take it lightly. Many times a tentative attack will be transformed into a regular large-scale attack. Such examples abound in the Second War. Lieutenant Colonel Devadue ordered the front-line defensive forces to use all their strength to repel the enemy's attack, which would not only teach those arrogant Germans but also inspire the morale of other soldiers. He never thought that this small-scale offensive would have been so violent, nor did he expect that he would pay the entire first-line guard force as a price.

The Germans are indeed doing a tentative offense, but the paranoid character of the German squad led them to make this temptation a real charge. The first thing to start with was the regular artillery preparation. The German artillery soldiers carefully sorted out the French frontier position with the 75mm infantry gun. The German bombardment was very violent, and the intensity was surprising. No one would have imagined that the Germans had so many shells poured on such a small position in such a costless way. The continuous explosion sound made people almost indistinguishable, and the huge fireball exploded into a line on the ground, looking like a tumbling cloud of fire.

Seeing this terrible scene, Le Dour couldn't help but wonder whether anyone could survive the intensive shelling. The German shelling caused a riot on the French position. French soldiers have never seen such a horrible sight. Compared with the German bombardment, the bombardment of the group artillery just now was like playing a game.

All French soldiers on the position stared dumbfounded at the tumbling cloud dance and the rising fireball. The violent explosion impacted their fragile eardrums. The strong fire gas stimulated their respiratory tract, and the violent shock wave was hot. The heat wave was blowing through their skin, and the fear of death was slowly occupying their hearts. The soldiers were frightened and collapsed with their eyes and heads and ran around on the ground with their heads open. They screamed loudly with their mouths open, but no one could hear their screams, not even themselves. There was only one voice in it, the thunderous, violent and explosive explosion. A minute later, the Germans stopped the bombardment, but in the heart of the French soldiers the bombardment continued, the explosion in their ears continued to ring, and the ground continued to tremble and shake.

When the smoke from the position had not yet been exhausted, the Germans had begun their attack. Five square-shaped 2 tanks roared slowly towards the front line of the French squadron, followed by a dozen armored vehicles and a whole company of German infantry.

The good qualities of the German infantry are perfectly reflected in this kind of coordinated combat. They bent down to reduce the height of their bodies as much as possible, and followed tightly behind the armored car in small steps. The firepower and hard armor of the tank will rip apart each other's defenses, and the aircraft and machine guns on the armored vehicles can provide them with close fire cover. The soldiers hid behind the solid hull of the armored vehicle and moved towards the opponent's position safely. Before the final impact, they didn't have to worry about the threat of enemy bullets. There was no other way for them to cause fatal damage to them except the shelling. The mission of the infantry is to clear the remaining soldiers on the opposing position after the tank breaks through the enemy position, and finally completely occupy the enemy position. In between, they are also responsible for protecting the vulnerable tail and flanks of the tank and armored vehicle. Infantry soldiers who want to sneak into tanks or armored vehicles from these two directions will be mercilessly attacked by these German soldiers.

This is the most standard step-and-tank cooperative combat mode of the German Army. Everything is so rigorous and meticulous. The German armored commanders took all possible situations into account, and in their eyes this combat method was perfect. The German infantrymen strictly followed this rule, and their glorious record before this proved to them that it was an effective combat method. But this time, they encountered troubles that they had never encountered before, and their enemies were too stubborn.

The first tank captain drove carefully through the observation window to observe the French position. Although he thought that under the dense artillery in front, the other party was unlikely to survive, but he still did not dare. main idea. The observation field of the second tank is very narrow, and in this battle of positional attack, he can’t stand outside the turret as a target. In this case, it is fatal to miss any details, because now What you see will enter the dead end of your vision in a few minutes. A small anti-tank grenadier can penetrate his tank's 15 mm thick armor and turn it into a burning candle.

As expected, there was a sudden movement on the French position. Although the captain had been mentally prepared for this, he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise when he saw the film of Adrian helmet coming out of the broken trench, he could not believe that the French were not only Still alive, and judging from the current situation, there are not many who survived.

"This is the No. 1 car. The French are still alive and ready to shoot."

The captain pressed the switch of the communicator and issued a notice to his colleagues.

"understand."

A short and firm answer came from the headset. Five tanks turned their turrets to search for targets. They accelerated their speed and started to sprint towards the opposite French position.

The French soldiers on the first line of defense did survive the shelling just now. This is because Dolwan relied on his experience to require them to deepen the trenches. Although several trenches were directly hit and caused some casualties, other The parts are basically preserved. The soldiers did not suffer much damage except being shelled and shocked and hearing damaged. When the reaction from the shelling passed, they stood up one by one from the trenches.

The French soldiers clenched their weapons under their tight guard, and looked firmly at the steel monster that was rushing towards them. Everyone forgot the fear of death. They all knew what their final result would be, but no one thought of running away. They had no retreat. They were fed up with the shame of running away. The time had come to collect blood debts from the enemy.

No one knows which side fired first, and the battle started at that moment. The French soldiers were struggling to shoot at the oncoming German tank. The few remaining machine guns were also set up and spit out fire at the German armored vehicles. The bullet hit like a raindrop on the thin armor of tank 2 and made a sharp scream.

The shooting of the French soldiers was in vain. Their bullets were all flew by tank armor. Although the armor of the second tank was only a poor 15 mm, it was enough to withstand the attacks of these ordinary light weapons. The driver and the mechanic put down the armor guards on their observation window. Now the driver can only adjust the direction of progress by the sight seen in the two small observation holes, and the speed of the tank begins to slow down.

The French soldiers shot harder. They saw their bullets flying from the armor of tanks and armored vehicles, but they continued their shooting. They only had fighting in their minds. Only death could make these brave People stop this crazy behavior.

The German tanks and armored vehicles began their attack at the moment the French soldiers emerged from the trenches. A 20-mm machine gun continued to fire at the French soldiers in the trenches. The trench exploded, and the raised dust covered the entire trench with a layer of smoke.

The crazy fire of machine guns and machine guns caused heavy casualties to the French soldiers. As the tank slowly approached, the counterattacks in the trenches became sparse. The first line of defense in France was about to be breached, and the Germans did not suffer any personal losses.

Le Duer looked at all this painfully behind the bunker. The German had not yet entered his range. He was now helpless against the situation on the first line of defense. His men were also full of pain and anger watching the collapse of the first line of defense. They cursed the officers of the regiment. Not only did they stupidly put anti-tank guns in the rear, but because of their perseverance, the 20mm machine guns distributed to the first line of defense were placed in accordance with their so-called rules. The bunker constructed in the open air was blown into a pile of scrap iron in the first wave of German shelling. If the soldiers now have even a 20mm gun, this will not be the case.

They were being slaughtered, but they couldn't help them at all. The soldiers couldn't help but clenched their fists and clenched their fists. They stared angrily at the two 37mm anti-tank guns around them. They did not understand why the commander had not ordered them to fire. If they fired, those comrades who were slowly going to death would have the possibility to continue to live. . But the two guns were placed there. Their gunners' faces were full of anger and helplessness. They were ordered not to fire, because the enemy's more powerful tanks had not yet appeared and could not expose these important weapons.

At this time, the second line of defense had received orders. When the first line of defense was broken, they had to block the German attack at all costs, destroy the enemy's tanks that attacked the defense circle by all means, and finally strengthened, All costs.

The Germans started their final charge, the tanks charged enough horses to rush towards the trenches, the armored vehicles also spread out and spread out towards the two wings, and they gave way to the offensive for the infantry. The German infantrymen began to accelerate their pace, they shouted and charged towards the French position tens of meters away. The German infantrymen ran quickly with their rifles, and the bayonet on the rifle flashed dazzling cold light.

They have discovered that a French soldier can no longer be seen on the French position in front of them. The German soldiers roared loudly, and they sprinted excitedly forward. The soldiers seemed to have seen the dawn of victory in their eyes. They will prove the German Army again. The invincible myth, and they will easily get a glorious victory without suspense.

But after a second, everything changed, and a rain of death fell on the head of the German soldier.

As the five tanks staggered across the trench and slowly advanced deeper into the position, a row of Adrian helmets appeared on the trench again, and then a heavy grenade rain fell on the German soldiers' heads. The f1 grenade used by France in the First World War exploded in the German soldiers again more than 20 years later. Although it was replaced with a new fuze, its power remained unchanged. After a violent explosion, ten Many German soldiers collapsed in front of their positions, and more than twice as many German soldiers rolled and wailed on the nearby ground, holding the injured parts.

The intelligence of the French soldiers allowed them to take the initiative for the first time in this battle. They began to shoot wildly at German infantry who were out of armored vehicle cover, and the dense bullets pressed the infantry to fall to the ground and could not lift their heads. After suppressing the German infantry, the French soldiers began to turn around to deal with the five No. 2 tanks that rushed across the trench. A dozen French soldiers jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the No. 2 tanks, each of them They all hold a glass bottle, and a burning cloth is stuffed on the bottle.

Tank No. 2 has learned from the radio about what happened behind them, and now these tanks are slowly turning their heads back, and their turrets are starting to turn towards the rear. But it was all too late for them. The combustion bottle was accurately thrown onto the hood at the rear of the No. 2 tank, and the viscous liquid mixed with rubber and white phosphorus in the broken bottle burned up, Three or four seconds later, the gasoline engine of the No. 2 tank was ignited by the burning liquid, and the tank turned into a big fireball in an instant.

The crew in the tank yelled to jump out of the tank from their respective entrances and exits, but then they were honeycombed by the angry French soldiers, and some tank soldiers were killed at those small entrances and exits before they had escaped from the burning car. on.

The frontal battle continued, and the armored vehicles that were deployed to the wings were turned back. They used a crazy shot to escape the German infantry from the danger of being annihilated. Under the cover of the armored vehicle, the German infantry carried the wounded while slowly striking and slowing down. Retreat. Armored vehicles used machine guns and machine guns to vent their feelings of depression because of the middling. They shot and drove backwards. Only after they had evacuated the French soldiers' range did they turn around and head towards their position.

Seeing the retreat of the Germans, the French soldiers on the front position could not believe their eyes. They looked at the dead German soldiers and the burning armored vehicles lying in front of their positions. They cheered loudly and roared desperately. They shot into the sky. They vented their joy for survival in the first battle in every way they could.

The entire French position was cheering, and everyone applauded the brave soldiers. The French soldiers finally won an upright victory in battle, this was the first victory for the French team with the German team dominant.

Just as the French were immersed in the joy of victory, a familiar voice echoed in their ears, and even the tide-like cheers could not hide this sharp howling.

The French soldiers couldn't help but stop their celebration, and everyone looked into the air with doubt.

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