Battle of the Third Reich

"Azimuth 022, zone 171, 90 miles away, eighty mainframes." RAF Women's Auxiliary Queue Corps Jennifer Lohan carefully stared at the zigzag ripples on the radar cathode display and reported loudly to the observer.

"Altitude 9000 feet." The altimeter immediately reported the altitude.

"Command post, azimuth 022, zone 171, 90 miles away, eighty mainframes." The observer repeated the data while supporting the bakelite microphone hanging on the chin, and the cartographer immediately marked the data on the map board.

"Azimuth 024, zone 175, distance 50 miles, more than fifty."

"Count carefully, Jennifer."

"There is interference, the echoes are mixed, and I can be sure there are at least fifty!"

At this moment, there was a heartbreaking alarm outside the door, and the captain of the radar station, Captain Becky, suddenly opened the curtain and rushed into the radar room.

"Go out and leave here, girls, the German plane is coming to us! Get the report and map, don't forget to put on the helmet and go!"

In the radar room, there was a sudden jump of chickens and dogs, and then a few young girls with notebooks and maps in their hands followed the commander and rushed out of the little brown board house.

"A few of you quickly put on your helmets and went to the shelter! Move fast!" An army corporal yelled at the female soldier while carrying the ammunition box toward the air defense cannon outside the fence wall.

"Don't come out hiding inside, pay attention to protect yourself, girls, good luck!" The commander turned his head and ran towards the headquarters wooden house, where there were important documents to be rescued.

The female soldiers rushed to the helmet belt of the helmet and rushed to the semi-buried air defense shelter dozens of meters away. Several radar operators who were not on duty had already hid in the small shelter and were desperately beckoning to them. .

"Yellow No. 6, Yellow No. 7, knocked off the blocking balloon, others attacked the air defense firepower. Started action." Lieutenant Miles issued an attack order to his bf110 fighter squadron by pressing the throat intercom.

As the order was issued, the squadron immediately rearranged into a column formation in a two-machine formation. A two-machine formation increased its horsepower and climbed up to a certain height towards the squadron, and then a skewed wing left the squadron formation and headed towards the British ground radar base The four anti-air balloons attached to the rope initiate a dive.

The airbag of the British air defense blocking balloon is made of nylon cloth coated with a layer of rubber. The interior is filled with flammable hydrogen. Under the fire of two machine guns and four machine guns equipped with two bf110s, only After a raid, the four blocking balloons have been transformed into four burning fireballs, carrying heavy steel cables and falling from the sky.

The bf110 dual-machine formation is on the side of the fuselage. After avoiding the huge fireball produced by the gas explosion, it then rolled and climbed at a high speed in the trajectory of the tracer bombs spouted by two 20-millimeter Erikon machine guns.

It was found that the enemy aircraft had rushed out of the effective range, and the 20 machine guns began to turn around and aim at the next target, but before the artillery group could clearly see the shadow of the rush, the two small anti-aircraft gun shelters were hit by a burst of bullets. To be overwhelmed.

Without the obstruction of the balloon, the bf110 arbitrarily crossed the height of 150 meters above the ground, using 20mm machine guns and machine guns to shoot at all the targets they thought were valuable.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot well, that machine gun is done!"

"Fire, fire! Shoot the row of wooden houses. Beautiful, you light him."

The bf110 fleet was divided into several columns, diving from different directions towards the ground structure of the radar station and firing. The fighters shuttled back to back, almost pulling up against the ground.

Finally, when the bf110 fighter climbed up again, the excited tail machine gunners who had been stimulated by the spectacular scene in front of them also joined the fire on the ground.

"The ground threat has been cleared, and all anti-aircraft fire has been destroyed." The captain's rear seat observer reported.

"Check it again against the map. I want to make sure the mission is complete." Myers leaned over the fuselage and began to circle around the periphery of the radar station.

"All the air defense targets marked on the map have been destroyed! Sir! Alas? There is still a group of British soldiers!" Observers saw a group of figures in blue uniforms jumping from the corner of the radar station, where there was a smoking cellar. The group of people ran around in the open space in a mess for a while, and then swarmed towards the wilderness outside the radar station.

"Yellow No. 3, Yellow No. 4, destroy them!"

"understand!"

In the long formation that followed the long plane, the two bf110s fluttered their wings, then tilted their heads and dived towards the group of British soldiers.

"It looks like an Air Force personnel, maybe a radar operator." Myers had already sentenced the British Air Force personnel on the ground to death.

After a burst of fog, several figures in blue dresses twisted between wildflowers and grass on the green grass beside the wire fence of the radar station.

"The full squadron climbed up with me and began to be alert, paying attention to the altitude. Ha, the guy who succeeded was finally here!" Myers looked up at the distant coast, and a neatly arranged team of Stuka was swinging toward the radar station. Flew.

At the same time, on the breakwater outside the port of Calais, the German Army captain Arnold Gaines was thundering against a row of German soldiers.

"All of your scum, you should all click! What is this thing? This is the property of the German Army! It is a combat material! It is to help you fight! And you scumbags! See for yourself!" Captain Yi Grab a top soldier standing in the middle of the front of the queue.

"Miguel, the top soldier, can you tell me why you can't take one of the five condoms issued last week?"

"Ah? Isn't it for us? Mr. Captain!"

"It's used to put on your rifle barrel, not your own gun! Idiot! Bastard!" The captain felt his blood vessel exploded.

"Lieutenant Erhard! When distributing the equipment, did you really explain the use and purpose of the equipment to each of them according to the written instructions of the headquarters?" Gaines turned his head and stood upright in front of the team. Growled.

"Sorry sir, I was listening to the class at the camp when I was distributing the equipment. The specific job was the responsibility of Chief Rudolf." Looking at the blue muscles of the company commander's forehead, the line leader decisively threw the pot.

"Rudolph!"

"In the sir! I'm sure I told them very clearly about the purpose of this thing." The sergeant replied with fear.

"What did you say?"

"I told them that it was put on the gun. Then they all laughed and understood."

"Oh, God." Gaines slapped his forehead on the forehead. These guys were full of things in their heads.

"After the training in the afternoon, all of you in the platoon will give me full armour and run thirty laps around the port area. Lieutenant, you personally lead the team."

"Observe, sir!" Infantry platoon boots touched and answered with a loud head.

"Huh." Gaines eased a little, then walked to the edge of his personal outfit neatly arranged in front of the queue. Bent over and picked up a widened y-shaped thing

"Now you listen well, you only have three days to learn to use these new equipment." Gaines held the strap.

"This is the m1-30105 buoyancy strap, which can add an additional 15 kilograms of buoyancy to you, plus the buoyancy of the body itself, enough to make your group of fat guys float on the water." Gaines said to the meter Gail hooked his finger.

"You, stand ahead." The top soldier hurriedly ran past.

Gaines hung buoyancy straps on Miguel. "You just put it on the outside of the jacket, the buckle below can be hung on your belt, everything is the same as the y belt."

Then he pointed to a thick thumb cylinder at the bottom of the belt. "If you accidentally fall into the water, don't panic. You can see it. There is a small gas cylinder on the side of the strap, which is filled with carbon dioxide. You have all gone to high school and know what it is." Gaines put his hands in front of the queue Pacing.

"When we advance towards the coast of England. Your landing craft was attacked, turned over or sank, and you were forced to fall into the water. You have to thank God first. It is summer. When you bubble like a piece of iron When sinking to the bottom of the sea, you should keep calm and don't panic. This is very important. It is related to your life. You must pay attention to it. During the sinking process, you must discard your body at the fastest speed. Weight-bearing, your backpack, your rifle, your debris bag, a grenade bag, everything that will pull you underwater. The headquarters has already made a note of this, in this case soldiers will not receive any equipment when they abandon the equipment. Punishment, so you don’t have to worry."

Gaines dragged Miguel to the other side of himself.

"When you have thrown away all the weight, you can twist the cover, either clockwise or counterclockwise. There is a small safety lead made of soft lead, so you must use some force." Gaines screwed hard. After moving the bottle cap, after a brisk chirp, the buoyancy band instantly expanded, and the y-shaped structure bulged to protect Miguel's back neck.

"When the safety lock breaks, the cylinder will immediately inflate the buoyancy band, like this. Then it will take you back to the sea again, like this." Gaines grabbed Miguel's shoulder and turned, then Pushing towards the breakwater, the top soldiers screamed and planted their heads into the muddy water on the shore.

"Everyone can see that Miguel’s top soldiers have verified the effectiveness of this piece of equipment. This is your most important guarantee. Everyone must learn to wear and use it. I don’t want to write to your parents or wives and tell them about his The son and husband drowned in the sea because they were too stupid."

Gaines turned his head to Lieutenant Erhard and said, "Let this guy soak for a while, and then send someone to pick up the bastard."

"Observe, sir." Erhard replied with a wry smile as he looked at the first-class soldiers in the water who wanted to find a place to climb the breakwater.

"Next, let's take a look at this again. You have all read the manual. This is the latest Type 40 assault flamethrower." Gaines picked up a thick iron pipe half a meter long, six or seventy millimeters thick, There are two short tubes with rubber caps on one end, metal pistol handle and trigger underneath, and a canvas strap to connect the two ends.

"As long as you carry it this way." Gaines put the **** his shoulders, elbowed the tube, held the handle, and placed his finger on the trigger. "Then aim it at your target, open the fuse and pull the trigger. There is a friction lighter. When you pull the trigger, the high-pressure special fuel in the tube will be ejected immediately and ignited by the friction lighter , And then you can burn your target into a ball of ashes, this thing can reach a range of 30 meters, the burning temperature can melt steel. Be very careful when using, you must make sure that there is no one in the range. This thing has a great recoil, When shooting, pay attention to a stable posture. The assault battalion must carry two for each squad. The specific operator is assigned by the squad leader, but it must be guaranteed that everyone will use it. In addition, this weapon is a one-time use. Abandon the ground and recycle it after the war." After speaking, Gaines put down this sand-colored coat and looked at the weapon that made the soldiers shudder.

"Finally, this is something that everyone has to carry. This is the latest life-saving bag. This one must be carried close to the body and must not be thrown away, even if you are about to drown." Gaines picked up a small canvas bag.

"There are two rolls of sterilized gauze, a tourniquet, a large piece of hemostatic gauze, a pack of sulfonamide powder, a small tube of sulfonamide tablets, and then this is the most important, will save your life at the critical moment." Gai Ens opened the rescue bag, which contained a small red aluminum box.

Open the lid, there is a glass tube containing pills, a paper bag printed with sulfonamide powder, and an aluminum toothpaste tube with the thickness of the little finger.

"You are optimistic, this is a simple disposable syringe, which contains 30 grams of analgesic. When you are shot, this thing can fight for your rescue time. You just need to remove the protective tube on this thing and press After the needle is lowered, you can then inject yourself. Of course, the commander’s advice is that it is best to wait for the medical soldier to come and let him give you the injection. Only when the medical soldier is not in your emergency can you use it yourself. Living this thing is very precious, and the camp is checked every week. If you find any guy who doesn’t have this thing in the medicine bag, then he will wait to go to the military court." Gaines finished and put the box back. In the canvas bag.

"I'll be here today, and I will line up to pick up the equipment in a squadron. You...you...you...you three go fishing for the fool below and get him a cup of hot tea. Erhard, Come with me, I have some questions for you." Gaines hooked his finger at the platoon leader, then turned his head towards the end of the breakwater. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!