Attacking the German rear, a head of the German wehrmacht is holding the field words and reporting the situation to his headquarters. "Yes! Offensive exhibition is very difficult! I’ve lost a company here! Yes! The British laid a minefield … I can’t guarantee the attack speed. Sorry, sir, no one can ensure the attack smoothly. "
Three shells fell not far away every few seconds, and a deafening explosion occurred. The sand drifted to the regimental headquarters with the wind. Several staff officers and the head of the regiment were all coughed up by the dust, and the sound inside could not be heard clearly.
"Ahem, ahem," he coughed and slapped two helmets to shake the dust off his face. "Hello? Hello? I can’t hear you clearly … All right, all right now! Just now, a few shells landed nearby. I was attacking. The number of casualties has not yet been counted. The position is still in the hands of the British. My ammunition consumption here has not yet arrived. "
Not far in front of him, a dozen German soldiers were knocked down by British bombs during their running, and the desert was red with blood. The cries and shouts flooded the battlefield and were immediately buried by guns and shells.
Running through this period of death’s rule is the only idea. Listening to the wind whistling in the ear, listening to the gun coming not far away, all hope is to build yourself up and keep running without being hit or killed by bullets. It’s as simple as that.
The German soldier running next to him was suddenly hit in the stomach by a bullet. He screamed that the inertia of running all his life made the fallen person roll forward for two times before stopping. The blood dyed his body red in an instant and the sand was quickly dried by the temperature.
Regardless of the fact that the fallen comrade-in-arms around you can’t save others, it’s already a pity for the emperor to live by himself. Don’t waste precious time to have the opportunity to bend over and run forward and try to rush into the place where you can cover your body earlier. This is the only choice for living. Going back can make the bullet hit you faster, but it can’t help the fallen person to do even a little thing.
The goal is to set up a forward position in the sand dune and then suppress the flank British machine gun position to cover more soldiers to break through the British defense line, but who knows if there are any other defense lines behind the defense line? Who knows if there are any other positions behind the defense line?
Three steps, two steps, two steps, watching from a distance, the last step was taken. The German grenadier swooped forward, rolled and crawled behind the sand dune, hitting the sand on his head and splashing shian. Only a second later, another German soldier lay down and curled up behind the sand dune.
At this time, they have a chance to see those unfortunate comrades behind them. Some people have dumped the sand and have not moved. Some people are lying on their backs, shouting for support, while others are rolling and crying for the medics to save themselves.
Sadly, the fighting continues, and no one will stop to reach the offensive position at this time. German soldiers check their weapons and then touch the top of the sand dune carefully and aim at their targets.
"Fire!" Hoarse sound with revenge gnashing German soldiers’ long guns and short guns spewed flames at the same time-G42 machine guns roared, g43 semi-automatic rifles and P-44 assault rifles also poured ammunition, and even Mao Se 9k was not polite, just as crazy.
The fierce firepower on the flank of Germany stunned the British. More than a dozen British soldiers should have slaughtered others just now. The executioners have ready-made lambs to be slaughtered. The Germans finally gained a certain advantage in fire cover, and the remaining German soldiers continued to attack. More and more people entered the trenches of British soldiers, and the guns gradually became sparse. Another brutal battle is coming to an end, and several casualties are waiting to be dealt with.
Just now, the comrades-in-arms who fell backwards seem to be forgotten by the Ministry. People can cheer themselves up. Everyone arranges bombs and distributes supplies. Paramedics are still busy trying to find ways to kill their wounded, less and more. No one will find a group of wounded Indians and New Zealanders here to fight for their lives, especially in North Africa where medicine is scarce and precious.
Rommel, the German general command, took over the list of losses of front-line troops. Yesterday’s attack caused him to lose 21 Leopard tanks. So today, the Germans did not invest more tanks in the attack, and the casualties of the main infantry attack force continued to be high. Even some commanders of the main infantry units concealed their ideas, hoping to withdraw their troops and rest.
The Germans are attacking the flank of Alexandria from the south according to Rommel’s plan, and even the farthest circuitous attack has cost the German soldiers a heavy price. The British did not collapse as expected. Instead, they attacked the Germans violently with everything they could find.
"The south attack was blocked by the British again?" Rommel asked his chief of staff with a frown. He expected to bump into Montgomery’s trap and help the Germans prepare for a decisive battle in advance, but he didn’t expect that even if the trap wanted to get in, it would cost him so much.
"Montgomery is much more intelligent than we expected. He will not only be able to counterattack Barton and prepare for the geographical advantage, but also entangle our army to make us tired and sleepy. Barton has created a more favorable situation." The chief of staff just got out of a pile of logistics supply documents and said, "Let’s get out of our army. It’s not a waste to take Alexandria."
You know, Alexandria is an extremely important strategic goal, but it is not the end of the German advance. The real goal of the Germans is the back of Romania and the Suez Canal. If Alexandria loses too many troops, it will be difficult to capture the back goal. This is definitely not the result that the German high command wants to see.
Arcado’s arrangement for Rommel was not easy. Compared with another time, Rommel did get several times of resources. The original African Legion of several divisions forced arcado to strengthen into a huge army with more than two regiments-but this unit will not only be a fire brigade to wipe the mess of Mussolini in North Africa, but its strategy is a very important part of the whole German strategy.
Rommel’s African legion will March into Alexandria, then occupy Egypt, and finally seize the important Suez Canal to defeat the Anglo-American forces in Africa. Then Germany will join forces with Italy and Turkey to enter the Middle East, where it will support a new pro-German country "Israel" and fulfill the commitment of the Great German Party to the Jews.
Controlling the Middle East, making friends with Israel, exerting influence on India and the Indian Ocean farther away through the Middle East, and finally achieving the goal of ending the war and integrating Europe to dominate the world is arcado’s established national policy. If it fails, it will have a very bad impact on the future of the entire Third Reich.
Rommel, who knew arcado Hongyuan’s strategic goal, knew that he couldn’t defeat or wave his strength too early. He closed his loss report and looked up carefully at the map of the war zone hanging in front of him, thinking silently and trying to figure out a way to achieve the best of both worlds.
"Take a regiment tank top again! You must threaten Alexander with your flank! " Finally, he made up his mind to bite his teeth and said his order, "Bartonelle must be lured to fight with me, otherwise it will be more difficult to destroy him after he retreats to the Nile or Suez!"
"Now that you’ve made up your mind, I’m going to prepare. My 7 th Infantry Army will try its best to break the Montgomery defense gap and bring you victory!" General Friedrich’s command is Rommel’s most elite grenadier. If he comes out, it marks that the battle has reached a white-hot stage, and the decisive battle has already begun.
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Chapter 646 646 Inter-generational War
A German butcher’s strategic reconnaissance plane patrolling the sea near Iceland is flying slowly at a height of 10,000 meters with four engines making deafening noises. The co-pilot and camera operator are idle talking about yesterday’s food, and everything is so normal.
Since Britain seized Iceland, a Danish territory, and will build it into a strategic place to counterattack British soil, the German army and navy have never stopped investigating and blocking Iceland. Although the naval blockade of Iceland has not achieved the expected effect due to the interference of ground-based aircraft, the army has been interfering and bombing Iceland.
To tell the truth, even Catherine and Dick are not optimistic about bombing Iceland, and there are strategic targets everywhere. Compared with British soil, Iceland is an undeveloped barren land, and there are no targets worth bombing and destroying. Several important military facilities are protected by dense anti-aircraft guns. These anti-aircraft guns from the United States are powerful but very medium, which makes the German army difficult for a while.
Another fatal problem is that flying to Iceland consumes a lot of oil and gets little return. There are no decent industrial facilities in Iceland. The strategic bomber washing the ground can have a limited deterrent, but it can prevent the British from continuing to produce weapons and ammunition in Canada.
So the bombing of Iceland was gradually cancelled and replaced by limited strategic reconnaissance. After all, the German high command needed to know what the British Iceland had done and whether it might threaten the Atlantic barrier.
The latest large-scale photographic equipment is installed, and the butcher bomber derivative reconnaissance model is installed. The German high command has obtained the most detailed military information, and the construction of ground facilities is extremely precise. The camera can take clear photos, including warships docked in ports and newly built airport runways.
Fortunately, when it comes to the manufacture of precision instruments, especially precision optical instruments, no country can compete with Germany. The national hobby of precision machining is absolutely beyond people’s imagination. Relying on this almost crazy paranoia, the aerial photos in the hands of arcado and Marshal Blauchich can make them clearly understand the movements of distant enemies.
"Yesterday, that English girl’s ass was really round. The old man and I bought her a beer and gave her 5 marks … believe me, she is willing to lick my toes!" Because there are still a few minutes to fly from Iceland, all the people on the plane are not nervous. The photographer boasted about his affair at the northern British airport yesterday, and his mouth was full of obscene words, which made the captain and the co-pilot laugh.
"Stop it, you blow it away. Chamberlain’s wife slept with you." The captain joked with a smile while manipulating the plane.
"Don’t believe that the airport manager is right, that is, the British official and his wife are good!" More and more, the photographer is getting more and more energetic, showing his incomparable charm and bragging about his affair with the German occupation troops stationed in Britain. Many people have had sex with local women, and even the local British newspaper exclaimed that "German children will be running all over the place soon"
Because of the war, a large number of British men died in battle or fled overseas. After all, the number of British people who fled was still a small number. More people were forced to stay under German rule, but they were unable to support themselves when they were old, sick and disabled. They just gave up their dignity.
Because of the defeat, the business collapsed and the transportation supply chain collapsed, all kinds of doomsday scenes appeared in British soil. Food depended on the relief of France and Germany. There were no steel factories, legal workers lost their jobs and went home. The pasture was also deserted because of the war. The most powerful industrial body in the world is now in full swing. It is difficult for British industry to help the Germans produce or save themselves.
Speer’s plan to integrate British industry will not be effective until one year later, and how much effect it can have depends on whether Germany can defeat the British government in exile, annihilate the British fleet and successfully end the state of war-in this case, the only group left in the British economy with a little vitality is the German Expeditionary Force.
The British women gave up their reserve and arrogance and crawled in front of the invaders, but they soon found that these German soldiers were not as greedy and ashamed as the earlier newspapers slandered them. On the contrary, these Germans were polite and generous!
The British and German garrisons have subsidies. The army has expeditions every month. In most cases, it is converted into rice flour and transported across the English Channel to supplement the local residents. In addition, the services are richer. The naval officers and men stationed in ports such as Liverpool are responsible for the British Western Defense Command. The troops under its jurisdiction have a lot of subsidies and subsidies. However, this large amount of money and materials are poor in Britain, but they are spent on both sides. Since there is demand, a huge market has immediately formed.
You can see British women dating German officials everywhere in the streets. There are British local officers. It is also a matter of turning a blind eye to please the company in exchange for food. This kind of atmosphere hangs over the British economy and recovers faster than speer estimated.
A few people were talking nonsense about which British woman was sexiest in the red light district outside the military base when suddenly the shooter voice of the machine gun turret on the head came from the headset "straight ahead!" The altitude is slightly off. I see two enemy planes! Request confirmation! Request confirmation! "
"I’m confirming! How can an enemy plane attack at this altitude? Is it wrong? " The co-pilot adjusted a sitting position and carefully looked at the gunner’s reporting direction, then his eyes suddenly widened. "It’s an enemy plane! Very fast! "
As soon as the atmosphere in the cabin became dignified, everyone shut up. The other party obviously didn’t come well. The captain adjusted an engine output joystick to make the plane accelerate slightly and then called the body call channel "The enemy plane is coming! All turrets prepare for battle! I repeat, all turrets are ready for battle! "
All the turrets of the plane immediately adjusted their positions, and the machine guns and cannons were immediately aimed at the direction of the enemy plane, just like a huge Chinese warship, waiting for the British plane opposite. Obviously, the plane was not a vegetarian, so the two planes rushed over before and after, and the blink of an eye had reached the German reconnaissance plane.
"chug! Chug! " The nose 2 was a 3 mm caliber machine gun, which was the first to catch fire, and a huge flame erupted. Everyone felt a slight vibration in their feet, but the sound from the headphones made the captain and the co-pilot who didn’t face the battle jump.
"They are too fast! This is not an ordinary plane! " The female gunner in the belly of the plane shouted "I can’t aim at them!" They’re too fast! Flying out of sight, the tail turret is yours. "
"damn it! Before I aimed at it, they bypassed the flank machine guns and went to your side! " The tail machine gun shooter shouted abuse
"my god! They went around! They’re on fire! Be careful! " The flanking machine gun shooter woke up his companion because he was too nervous or excited, and his voice trembled a little.
As the other fighter jets spewed dazzling flames, the butcher reconnaissance plane was hit by hail and made a row of neat holes. Everyone bounced in the cabin, shouting and avoiding the debris from nowhere.
"ah!" Just now, I boasted that someone else’s wife’s ass was full of elasticity. The photographer was hit by shrapnel on the thigh side, and blood poured out like a fountain, and the blood mist sprayed the co-pilot next to him.
"oh! My God! Someone’s hurt! Someone is injured! " The co-pilot was in a hurry to help the photographer hold down the wound and shouted for someone to come and help, but the cabin of the plane was very narrow. Obviously, his extravagant hope was impossible.
"Let him wu wear! Come and help! " The pilot of the plane was swinging around in a hurry. It was obvious that the enemy plane strafe just now not only hit the photographer. "Come and help me control the left wing of the plane. Something may have been damaged, and the control has become a lot dull! If you don’t want the sea to crash, come here quickly! "
The co-pilot hurried back to his seat with blood on his face. The enemy plane bomb once again penetrated the thin skin of the plane fuselage, and the expensive camera equipment was smashed into a pile of scrap iron. A machine gun shooter was hit by two cannon shells and turned into a mass of meat. Soon, the butcher reconnaissance plane smoked smoke from an engine.
"Return immediately! Return immediately! Command! We were intercepted by a British plane. We were hit! We were hit! " The captain flew the plane to avoid the enemy’s shooting and let it fly back.
"Call nearby friendly! Call nearby friendly forces! We’re under attack! We’re under attack! Can anyone help? Can anyone support it? " He cried according to the throat phone.
Chapter 647 647 crashed
A few seconds after the call, the captain of the German butcher reconnaissance plane heard an angel’s voice in the earphone. The staff on duty at the ground command tower routinely asked, "I am the command tower. At present, there is no aircraft carrier cruising near you to approve your return … reconfirm whether you are harassed by enemy planes?"
I don’t blame these ground tower workers for slacking off. After all, in normal times, the British won’t take off the plane to intercept the German high-altitude reconnaissance plane. Few fighters can carry out high-altitude reconnaissance with the butcher’s high-altitude office. The crew members in Iceland often don’t contact the ground tower once, and the ground tower is happy to be at leisure.
"Bastard! We’re not being harassed, we’re being attacked! It’s been attacked! Their cannon broke my glass, and now my engine is smoking, and the wing of the plane is a hole! We have a wounded man … Requesting backup! Do you understand? Request support! " The captain couldn’t wait to arrest the man on duty and vent his anger, but all he could do now was press the throat phone and make a hullabaloo about.
"Your request has been processed and repeated. At present, there is no aircraft carrier fleet cruising near the incident site. I sent fighters to escort! Your application for return flight has been approved and you are allowed to return before! " There is no good way to deal with the ground tower, and it can repeat what I just said again and again in the same tone.
"Emperor! Gruhill! Gruhill! He’s not breathing! His blood is everywhere! " The co-pilot looked back at his comrade-in-arms, and the photographer found that the unlucky guy who was shot in the thigh was no longer crying. He leaned on his seat to hold the wound and hung his head with his hands, swinging back and forth with the vibration of the plane.
"Don’t worry about him. Look at the two enemy planes and find their positions. I can’t see them! I can’t see them! " The captain is too lazy to argue with the people in the ground control tower. He thinks it is more practical to save himself in this situation.
"I can’t see each other’s position. I can’t see!" The co-pilot searched everywhere for the location of the two speed terror fighters of the other side, but he found the two British fighters like death
"There are no targets in the nose turret. Maybe they are behind us." The nose gunner intercom confirmed his observation. "They are not in front of us!"
"They are not behind us! Nothing was found on the rear turret of the plane! However, two holes were punched in the glass around me, and my steel plate was punctured. God bless me, I was almost killed. "The tail gunner replied with a lingering fear and confirmed that there was no enemy plane in his direction."
"It seems that they have left, maybe we flew out of their range," said the gunner in the rotating turret on the back of the plane after looking around.
I hope so, thought the captain, a little scared. He looked at the huge engine outside the cockpit, which was still smoking. Some people shook their heads, but their own planes could not afford to be ravaged again. It was best that the two planes would never come back to attack them, otherwise they would be wearing life jackets and waiting for submarines to rescue their bodies in the cold waters of the North Atlantic.