Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 169: Growing momentum
"Really young, mountain hunter, did you see the **** feathers on the helmet. ￥f. ￥f" Sergeant Carlo Stoke held his Mauser Beast Shotgun firmly. The panic on the opponent's face was clearly seen in the six-fold scope.
"The distance is five hundred and twenty. That is the last one. Give him a relief, Carlo." Ludwig Meyer retracted his 98k rifle, and he was going to withdraw from the top of the slope. Take a break in a warm shelter.
This is one of the dozens of elite sniper teams dispatched by the German Army to the Alps Theater. Each team consists of four sniper teams. Each team is divided into two double sniper teams. Hunting activities were launched in the border area of Italy. In addition to actual combat training, the main purpose of the command is to add obstacles to the Italians.
Sergeant Stoke pulled the trigger, and the sound of gunfire echoed across the valley. The German sniper didn't look away, he calmly pulled the bolt and pulled out the shell and loaded the bullet. Stoke waited on the spot for a few seconds, observing the movement around the target through the scope, and he was satisfied with the result.
The sergeant gently retracted his beloved shotgun, and slowly retreated from the shooting point on his stomach. After he had exited more than ten meters, he climbed up and walked towards the constructed shelter. Both snipers were born in mountain infantry units and were accustomed to surviving in this harsh environment. The army taught them very practical skills. Years of training and exercises gave them sufficient experience.
Two snipers dug a sheltering pit near the leeward rock. The ceiling is camouflaged with leaves and camouflage rain cloth. Others only seem to think it is a bush growing near the rock. Never thought it was actually a place for two powerful hunters.
When they set off, they brought enough supplies to support them for a week of fighting and living.
Although they don’t know why they have to fight against the allies in the propaganda, they have undergone years of hard training. Obeying orders has become the instinct of these soldiers. Since the superiors order to kill all Italians they encounter, they must have sufficient Reasonable reasons must be implemented resolutely and decisively as a soldier. What's more, they don't have a lot of affection for Italians, and there is no psychological burden for them to kill.
"That kid is not too old, and reminds me of the students at home who are still studying." Taking a cup of steaming coffee from his partner, Sergeant Stoke carefully leaned his rifle to the edge of the tent. On the rocks.
"Let’s take a break. When it’s dark, we’ll touch it again and collect the things on the soldiers to see if there is any valuable information." Sergeant Meyer poured the coffee from the lunch box into the warm pot , Shake off the remaining liquid and put it on the ground beside him.
"What time is it?"
"It’s five minutes to seven. It’s all dark in more than half an hour. Tomorrow we will be ready to return, otherwise we won’t be able to arrive at the meeting point on time." Meyer took out a can of can from his backpack and shook it vigorously Shake.
"Beef stew with potatoes, this is the last pot."
The sergeant pulled out the folding knife inserted on the wooden pier, unfolded the can-opening blade on it, and skillfully pried the gray-painted tin can. Picking up the spoon on the lid of the lunch box, Meyer carefully scooped the canned food into the lunch box.
Stoker took out a paper bag from the grocery bag, which contained cut brown bread. The chocolate and lard are each packed in a round bakelite box, with the army's eagle emblem engraved on the threaded lid. Soldiers burn more calories when fighting in the mountains than in the plains. Therefore, the supplies carried by these snipers are mainly high-calorie and high-fat, and there are not many taste conditions, basically they only want to be able to swallow.
Meyer put the lunch box on the folding alcohol stove. This small smokeless stove uses solid alcohol as fuel. In addition to heating food, it can also be used as a light source for night lighting. The food in the lunch box was quickly heated up, and a smell of fat wafted from the small shelter.
Stoke moved his fingers, took out his tableware and put it on his lap, and began to spread lard on the bread slices.
"What sound?" Meyer felt there seemed to be movement outside the tent. Stoke also felt an unusual tremor in the air. Something seems to be approaching them.
Two experienced snipers reacted immediately. They put down the items in their hands, slumped to the edge of the shelter, and looked out from the gap in the tent cloth.
"It sounds like an airplane. It should be a large fleet." Stoke rolled over and reached out to grab his shotgun from the side of the rock, and then swiftly got out of the tent.
The sniper first picked up his rifle and scanned the surroundings to make sure that the surrounding area was safe, and no threatening targets appeared. At this time, the roar from the horizon became louder and louder, and it was already certain that a group of aircraft was approaching here. Stoke stood up and walked towards the side **** with his rifle. He finds a place with a wide view to observe the situation.
"Oh, my god." Standing on the steep rock in the foothills of the Alps, the German sniper couldn't help but sigh loudly at the spectacular sight he saw.
"This is..." His partner walked to his companion with a 98k quick trot, and also grew his mouth, shocked by what he saw.
The magnificent fleet does not seem to see the edge, like a black locust swarm in the setting sun. The fleet flew over the Alps in a mighty manner, Stoke made a calculation, and the direction of the fleet was directed towards Italy.
"They are all French bombers, there are seventy to eighty, is this going to start a full-scale war?" Meyer put down the telescope in his hand and asked his partner.
"It seems possible, Meyer, I think we should pack our things and set off right away. There is definitely something big that we don't know has happened." Stoke put the shotgun on his back and began to slowly go down the rock Climbing.
"The captain has entered the bridge." The officer on duty shouted loudly, and all the officers and soldiers in the navigation bridge stood up to salute the captain.
"Go on, gentlemen." Lieutenant Colonel Erich Huago raised his hand in return for a military salute, then walked slowly to his captain's seat and sat down.
"Sir, this is the report that has just been received. The supplies can be completed before midnight." The chief mate reported from the captain's seat, and the orderly served steaming coffee from the side.
"The boiler boost has been completed, and the engine is operating normally, Captain." The navigator held a form, and he needed the captain to sign for confirmation.
"The forty recruits just assigned have been settled. These lucky kids were dispatched the first time they boarded the ship."
"This time it should be an actual battle. The recruits must be mentally prepared. I don't want to allocate energy to take care of them during the battle."
"What is the order of sailing at night, and whether the flagship has any new instructions." Hua Ge took a sip of his coffee and placed it on the workbench next to the captain's seat.
The lieutenant colonel stood up and walked to the front of the bridge, looking out the deck through the clear porthole. The night has enveloped the entire military port, the sailors are preparing for the final sailing, and there is a busy scene on the deck.
The surrounding battleships also lit up high-powered lights one after another, illuminating the hull and the sea. The transportation boats of the port and the motorboats of each ship shuttled back and forth on the sea, like a group of tireless dolphins, under the dazzling searchlight, the wakes of the rolled waves shone with silvery light.
"The command of the general headquarters is very clear, and there is no room for delay. This mission is directly related to the strategy of the empire. I hope you can clearly realize this." The captain calmly expressed his attitude towards his subordinates. The people in the bridge all expressed their understanding loudly.
Lieutenant Colonel Hua Ge looked at his ship with his back on his back. Now that she has been refurbished, she can't see the traces of the previous magnificent battle on her.
The former backbone of the British Royal Navy’s home fleet, the Queen Elizabeth-class battleship Malaya, was attacked by German train guns and torpedo bombers during the Battle of Dunkirk.
When the Germans captured the battleship, she had already tilted twenty degrees, and one of the decks was already close to the water. At the time, everyone thought that the sinking of the battleship was just a matter of time, but they did not expect the Germans to just take it. The boat straightened and towed back to Bremen Harbor.
Under the order of the new imperial head of state, the German navy dropped a large number of golden marks, and shipyards across the country were mobilized. The navy concentrated unprecedented manpower and material resources to complete this unprecedented repair project.
The craftsmanship of German workers is impeccable. As long as they are willing to spend money, more than a dozen shifts of workers work in shifts, and fast workers can do the same for you. The military giants such as Krupp and Rhein Steel have been so obsessed with this business, but the results are really irrefutable. The Malaya returned to the sea with a new look, and was also loaded with German weapons and ammunition.
The German Navy is not prepared to give these captured warships a new name, because Raidel thinks this will better show the glory of the German Navy.
Lieutenant Colonel Erich Huago participated in the Battle of Narvik~IndoMTL.com~He also served as the first officer of the armored ship Deutsche Bahn for a period of time. He has certain experience in operating large warships, plus Narvik. He showed superhuman courage and dedication in the Battle of Vic, so he was exceptionally called by the Admiralty and was promoted to the captain of this battleship.
"The flagship sent a signal that we are ranked first in the departure position, and the Resolution is following us. From this point of view, we need to move the berth." The chief officer stepped forward and reported.
"Send a signal to Rodney, we know. Also ask Captain Carl of Rodney if he has extra special supplies."
After a while, the captain received a response from the signal soldier. "Captain Carl replied that they were all gone, and they were all dragged away by Major Randolph, not even a bottle was left for him."
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