Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 103: Military school

Thomas Anton Pittman is a good boy, and everyone who knows this handsome 17-year-old boy will make such a comment. www.geiliwx.com is enthusiastic, friendly, generous, helpful, courageous, confident, self-disciplined, and religious. All the outstanding qualities that people expect to see in their children can be found in this boy.

Three days ago Pittman had just celebrated his 17th birthday. Although due to the war, there was only one wheat bran cake without butter at the birthday celebration. The taste was awful to death, but there were a group of close friends. Celebrating his birthday together, Pittman felt extremely satisfied and happy.

Now, this handsome brown-haired boy is carrying a picnic basket and climbing the narrow iron spiral staircase to the top of the bell tower of the main teaching building.

Pittman is a twelfth grader at the Royal Military School of the Duke of York. He could graduate from the school in one year, but in the current situation, the graduation ceremony must be postponed.

When the news of Dunkirk’s fiasco returned to China, rumors that the German* team was about to land began to spread wildly in the society. In order to quell parents’ concerns, the government also took the next generation’s safety into consideration. All boarding schools of various sizes in China have stopped teaching, and students are forbidden to stay in the school to avoid group injuries caused by air strikes or other reasons, which will increase public opinion pressure on the already devastated government and military.

According to regulations, the Royal Military School of the Duke of York should be included in the list of boarding schools that must be suspended. But due to the particularity of this school. Therefore, it was not closed, and the teaching activities continued until the beginning of August, when the Luftwaffe had completely mastered the air superiority over the southern coast of the UK. This reluctantly closed the school, and evacuated the last group of students to rural northern England.

The main reason why this school is so special is that it has a strong military background. In that era, the Royal Military School of the Duke of York was actually a school for children of the military. Most of the students in this school are descendants of active officers and noncommissioned officers in the British Army. They have the title of cradle of army officers. This school undertakes the education of these soldiers from elementary school to high school. Graduates with good grades can continue to apply for the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst and eventually become professional officers.

Due to the background of these students. Therefore, the school decided to continue to hold classes, because many of the parents of the students served in the military and were unable to take care of the children who were sent home. Rather than let these military children be displaced in society. It is better to stay in the school and be taken care of by the government and the school.

After the Battle of Dunkirk, some students with good family conditions were picked up by their relatives one after another, but a large number of students were left behind, and some of the children’s status has been transferred to soldiers who died in battle. The children, the parents of other children entered the prison camp on the other side, and there were some problems such as remarrying their mothers because their relatives disliked their mothers. Anyway, these children have nowhere to go except school.

Sending these children who have undergone a long period of preparatory military education to society is really an intolerable waste in the eyes of the school, so after negotiations with the upper-level military. This school was supported by the local garrison in Dover, and the students were able to stay in the school and enjoy the private army ration. While studying normal courses, he received military training.

However, with the continuous victory of the Luftwaffe, the Royal Military School of the Duke of York finally ushered in the end of the day. All teaching work ceased, and the lower grades were forcibly evacuated to various rural villages and towns, and the government arranged life and education in a unified manner. .

But. There is still a group of students staying, about 30 people. These people are all senior students close to graduation. Most of them are 16 to 17 years old. They are close to adulthood and far exceed the upper age limit for government evacuation students.

Many of them are already alone, and there is no other place to live apart from school. Although they have reached the age to serve, the army’s conscription work has stopped, and it is said that the resumption will have to wait until late September.

These students applied to the school to stay and guard the school. They applied for the establishment of the Student Self-Defense Force of the Royal Military School of the Duke of York, equipped with the school’s teaching weapons, guarding the school’s premises and property, and doing so at critical moments. The Dover garrison provided some help within its capacity.

After a period of consideration, the school finally agreed to the requirements of these students. After all, this campus is huge and has a lot of valuable teaching materials and equipment, and it does need enough manpower to maintain and guard it.

Thomas Anton Pittman became a member of the Student Self-Defense Force. His father was an army major and joined the British Expeditionary Force. He finally surrendered and was captured in Dunkirk. His mother was in his He died as a child. He spent his childhood in his father’s barracks. All of his family’s relatives moved overseas after World War I. Before that, he was able to rely on his father’s business investment profits to complete his studies, but he waited until his father was killed. After the captured news, all those business partners lost contact, and the payment of military salaries stopped. Now he can only rely on the savings of his family.

The formation of the Student Self-Defense Force gave him new hope, because he can get military rations and financial subsidies from some schools, which has reduced the heavy burden on him, and he is very satisfied with his current life.

Now he is preparing to take over with his companions. This tower is the tallest building within a radius of five kilometers. Therefore, the military proposes that the school send people to watch the tower 24 hours a day, mainly to warn German airdrop paratroopers and Spy, for this reason, the school has also set up a telephone line for the clock tower. Once there is something special, the watchman can notify the students' Self-Defense Forces to check it out through the phone on the tower.

Pittman is slowly climbing with a heavy picnic basket. In the basket are today's dinner and supper for him and his companions. They will be on duty from 4pm until midnight. This job seems easy, but it is not It was uncomfortable, and the two boys squatted in a narrow attic of only four square meters. The night breeze that has been blowing for several hours, if there is no food to bear it, it will not be able to sustain it anyway.

When Pittman climbed the last few escalators. He suddenly noticed that something was wrong. Some viscous red liquid was slowly flowing down from the exit of the spiral staircase, dripping down the wall onto the iron carved pedal.

"Tommy, Tommy, did you hear me?" Pittman yelled to the exit, but did not get a response from his companions. At this time, he could smell the blood in the air. .

"Tommy. What happened." Pittman hurried a few steps and rushed to the attic of the clock tower. He quickly did not notice that the viscous red liquid had filled the top level of iron. Quality steps. As a result, the sticky steps made him lose his balance when entering the door, and when he reacted, he found himself lying in a pool of blood from his companion.

Tommy Sheppard is dead. This 17-year-old boy weighing 150 pounds was once the main player of the school team. He is the most popular star among girls, handsome, cheerful and muscular. Now the face that once fascinated a group of girls has turned gray due to rapid blood loss. His eyes are slightly opened, his godless pupils staring at the roof, his mouth is wide open, and the corners of his mouth are full of foam and foam. The blood bubble, the chin was stained black and red by blood clotting.

He pressed his neck tightly with one hand, and his other hand was lying weakly on the side, his uniform chest was soaked with blood. There was a large pool of blood flowing on the floor, occupying almost half of the area of ​​this small attic, and the other half of the ground was covered with blood-stained handprints and shoe prints. As well as all kinds of scars, the boy was obviously very painful when he died. He struggled for a long time in this attic.

Pittman slowly got up and approached the companion's body cautiously. He had received some medical training and visited the school's human specimen collection. He thought he was prepared for blood and death, but he really faced it. Especially when facing a friend who has been with him day and night, he found that his preparation was far from enough.

Pittman slowly moved to his friend’s side. He carefully removed the hand of his friend’s neck. He immediately saw the cause of his friend’s death. There was a huge hole in Tommy’s neck. He almost I could see the throat and arteries inside. The wound was very scary. Half of my neck was brutally torn apart. The average person should have died on the spot, but looking at the marks on the floor in the attic, Tommy showed the kind of strongness at the time. Survival is very general.

Pittman didn't know how this wound was caused, because he had never seen a similar wound. It looked like a gunshot wound, but who would shoot at a school tower.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a roar of engines in the distance, as if a convoy was driving nearby. Pittman hurriedly got up and ran to the fence of the attic. He grabbed the handrail and looked down. A dozen gray-painted armored vehicles were lined up on the side of the road full of bushes and in the wilderness covered with green grass. The inverted V formation quickly rushed towards the school.

Pittman likes to read military technical journals most of the day, and he recognizes the vehicle model in front of him at a glance. "German 251 armored personnel carrier, the Germans are attacking the school?" Pittman was stunned by what he saw. He even began to wonder if he had hallucinations. He really didn't understand how the Germans appeared. Here, is Dover already lost?

A few seconds later, Pittman believed that what he was seeing was true. All the questions he had before could be answered here. It was the German who shot Tommy because they were shooting himself now. . The machine guns on the German armored vehicles began to shoot at the tallest building. Obviously, the German soldiers had seen the moving figures on the tower. Dense bullets covered this small attic in an instant. The two-finger-thick oak wall could not withstand the shots of machine gun bullets. The flying sawdust and horizontal bullets swept from one side of the attic to the other like a storm. Pittman put his head in his hands, knelt down beside the desk where the phone was placed, and screamed loudly. Two 7.9mm sharp-pointed heavy bullets were in front of him and the heavy magnet phone was torn in half.

Pittman screamed in the bullet rain and desperately shrank himself into a ball. His brain was blank now, only hoping that this terrible shooting would stop and let him escape this terrible hell.

"The fire blocked the commanding heights. What did the sniper do? Didn't it mean that the target was cleared?" Zeissler stood in his command vehicle. Looking at the situation on the battlefield with a telescope in his hand.

As the paratroopers told him, the local guards were just a group of students who hadn't graduated. A row of four armored vehicles successfully broke through the 100-meter open field. There was no resistance. The opponent did not expect to be attacked by the German* team, and even the sentry did not arrange it. This was a satisfactory start to the first battle of the armored grenadier.

"The second platoon also rushed in. There was no resistance. They have reached the predetermined position." Chief Sergeant Company stared at the movement of the second platoon with his binoculars. He saw the one standing on the most armored personnel carrier. The signalman began to wave a white signal flag to himself.

"The company moves forward. Three rows to keep up." Zeissler put down the telescope and waved at the company's other 250 half-tracked vehicle. The remaining seven armored vehicles in the company lined up in two rows and began to move toward the campus.

Zeissler left the third row by the second row. Two of the four Type 251 half-track armored vehicles were heavily armed, and one was equipped with an 82mm mortar. The other is equipped with a 37mm anti-tank gun. The task of the second and third rows is to block the horizontal main roads living in the campus and cut off the escape routes of the school personnel. They need heavy firepower as support.

After arranging the defensive position, Zeissler took his company’s three 250 armored vehicles and rushed into the school’s campus. The convoy inserted into the school’s central axis from one side of the main teaching building and one side to both sides. The guard is advancing along the central axis toward the school office building at the end of the road. That is the place where he and the second company are scheduled to meet, if the second company's troops arrive there. That means that the two companies have completed the encirclement of the school.

The rest is a boring clean-up task. In this regard, Erlian seems to be very knowledgeable about this, and seems quite happy in it. Therefore, Zeissler is also happy to make room for the opponent to play at will.

As Zeissler and his German soldiers were staring nervously at the windows of the dormitory buildings on both sides, waiting for the expected attack, a company convoy and the Student Self-Defense Force collided head-on.

Dozens of young men in blue academic uniforms with Lee Enfield rifles in their hands rushed out of a dormitory building. They may have heard the sound of machine guns shooting the tower in front of them, but apparently Did not understand what happened.

The students rushed to the main road in a mess. When they saw the German armored car galloping from a distance, everyone stopped. They looked stupidly at the galloping German armored vehicles with their mouths long, their rifles pointed at the ground, and no one seemed to want to shoot at these enemies.

The Germans were also confused by this scene. The lead armored car stopped beside the group of students. Zeissler raised his hand to signal his soldiers not to shoot. He felt that the opponent seemed to be ready to surrender. So these German soldiers stood erect in the carriage of the armored vehicle with their rifles and submachine guns in their hands, looking at the British in front of them with doubts.

The students did not know whether the armored car in front of them was a genuine German product or a counterfeit product used by the British army for the exercise. It seems that these guys posing as German soldiers are really very dedicated. Both the costumes and the props are very realistic. Look at the uniforms and weapons, those beautiful medals, and then look at this exquisite 35-style helmet. I really don’t know where they came from. Get such a good thing as color.

Looking at the iron cross car emblem, it really looks like that. The number on the car body is also very professional. People can't help but give a compliment to the art.

The students carried their rifles and surrounded them. A few bold boys happily patted the smooth shell of the armored vehicle, and a few students interested in mechanics had already squatted down and started to study the road wheels under the body. Comes with hanging structure.

"Are you guys shooting in front? Are you doing exercises? The Germans you played are so similar. Where did you get this uniform." The students rushed to the car. The Germans on the Internet initiated an inquiry.

"Sir, you are wearing a German ensign uniform. It looks so realistic. It was captured from a German, right? You have a mp38 submachine gun. Can you show me?" A student shouted to Zeissler excitedly.

"Hey, this German armored car is genuine! Here are the parts markings and warning instructions in German."

"Really? Let me see, where?"

"Sir, can I go up and have a look? I will never touch it."

"Sir, your rifle looks a bit new, I think it might be more realistic if it gets some dust."

Poor Zeissler’s mind is now full of the whispering voices of British students, and he has also figured out the situation in front of him. These children do not believe that the German * team in front of them is real. They thought it was the British Army for the purpose of acting realistically. And in disguise, looking at these innocent little British guys, Zeissler didn't know what to do.

At this moment, suddenly a figure in the distance was waving his arms like crazy~IndoMTL.com~ ran here quickly, screaming and hissing while running wildly, the surrounding students turned their heads in confusion when they heard the screams Look over.

"Germans! They killed Tommy, they killed Tommy, they are Germans!" Pittman was going crazy in a hurry. He didn't understand why his friends didn't shoot at these Germans. He yelled and waved his arms at them.

Several students finally heard Pittman’s shout. They turned their faces in panic and looked at the German armored car, only to find that the German soldiers in the car had already raised their weapons and aimed them at themselves, surrounded by the armored car. The students have dropped their weapons and raised their hands high.

A German soldier raised his rifle and aimed at Pittman, who was running from a distance, and pulled the trigger in the horrified eyes of the students. Glancing at Pittman, who was rolling on the ground holding his thigh, the German soldier put down his rifle, turned his face and smiled honestly at the British student next to the car. (To be continued)

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