Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 106: The Queen’s Private Cavalry (Middle)

"Go forward, forward, forward! Boys, we are going to kill the Germans. www.geiliwx.com←,." Lieutenant Colonel Edwood stood proudly in his crusader command tank, loudly Yelled at the men on the side of the road. The remaining three Crusader cruiser tanks of the regiment followed closely behind the regiment leader's car, passing fast in front of the tank queue parked on the roadside.

"Let's beat them down." Edwood raised his fist at his tank soldiers. The tankers cheered enthusiastically. They loved their brave and wise captain very much. The tank captains stood in the turret and saluted their commander. The engines roared, and the teams started up in order, forming a line to follow. Behind the regiment team.

Edwood raised the regiment command flag on his command vehicle, and the captain cars of each team also raised their respective team corner flags on the antenna. From a distance, the tank regiment is like ancient armored knights, holding high the knight's spears with heraldic flags, lined up in long columns, slowly out of this canyon.

"According to the division’s intelligence, what we have to deal with is a group of paratroopers. They are the elite German troops. They also have 37mm anti-tank guns, so we must be very careful. I don’t want my lad The loss is in the hands of these **** who like to pretend to be nuns." Edwood sat on the command podium and spread out a large-scale map of the Dover theater on the small table in front of him. He was holding a red and blue pencil. Draw a circle on the map.

"According to the intelligence, the reconnaissance squad was ambushed here. In terms of time, they should not be able to go far. We can start a centripetal search from here, and the mechanized cavalry squadron will search from here to here. Whenever we find the enemy, we will surround them and annihilate them."

"Sir, according to the judgment of the division, the opponent should have the strength of a regiment. They are all infantry, and they are vulnerable to tanks." Major Remington, the division combat staff who came from the division headquarters, reminded the regiment leader of his opponent. The strength is limited. But Edwood didn't think so. What he commanded is an armored regiment, but in fact it can only be counted as an armored battalion. If you leave the tank, there will not be two companies.

"We need the support of the infantry. The Dover Fortress garrison has deployed an infantry battalion to cooperate with us. We will join them in Temple Ewell, and hope that these infantry will fight."

For his own troops, Lieutenant Colonel Edwood is actually very sober, and can only say that he is strong in the outside world. Although the morale of the soldiers was very strong, Edwood knew it. This was actually an illusion and could not stand the harsh test at all. He had heard too many similar cases from the predecessors who participated in the First World War. These soldiers’ understanding of the enemy is limited to the news and the materials issued by the military department. They have no idea of ​​real war. Most of these rookies, including their commanders, have no actual combat experience, and even many soldiers have not even completed the armor training courses. , At best, it was just a group of semi-finished products, and sending them to the battlefield was a last resort. If it were not for a critical situation, Edwood would not even allow these stunned boys to board the tank.

But now it’s useless to say anything. These young men will encounter the first actual combat in their lives. I hope that they can withstand the test of this war like their ancestors. The winners will become brave fighters, and the losers will be eliminated by the war.

"The town of Datempel Ewell is ahead. I saw trucks full of infantry waiting at the entrance of the town." The driver reported loudly.

"Stop at the entrance of the town." Edwood stood up from the turret, he turned his head and looked behind him, and saw his deputy commander standing on the crusader tank turret facing him. Nodded himself.

To the side of the road outside the village, the Crusaders commanded the tank to stop by the side of the road, and an army officer trot all the way to the tank. He raised his head to salute and then reported to Edwood loudly. "Sir, I am Cattelan, commander of the first battalion of the Dover Garrison. I am following the orders of the First Armored Division. We will accept your command."

"How many people do you have now? I don't seem to have a single battalion." Edwood looked forward and found that there were only two hundred infantrymen at the entrance of the village.

"The shelling was too violent last night. I lost a lot of soldiers. The rest of my battalion is here. But I can guarantee that these are all good boys. They are strictly trained and will not let you Disappointed." The major looked a little excited. This was a task he finally grabbed. He vowed to avenge his tragic death of his subordinates.

"I see, Major..." Edwood picked up the bakelite microphone hung on the headset and shouted loudly: "Henry! Let the 12th Lancers come up and carry these infantry."

Then he bowed his head to Major Cattelan and ordered: "Let your people take those armored vehicles. We have a large area to search."

"My people have checked the previous ambush scene and looked at the traces on the road. They should have walked through the forest to the northeast, perhaps retreating to meet their large forces." The major proposed to Edwood His inference.

"Can you confirm? I have the best scout in Dover. I trust their judgment."

"Very well, Major, then we have a good start. Let your people take the armored car. We will search and move forward from here to the northeast." Edwood looked at the major in front of him with admiration, like Such a capable officer is exactly what he needs now.

The tank regiment restarted. The light tracked armored vehicle started, the cruise tank was centered, and the light tanks were on guard on both wings. The entire team formed two arc-shaped search formations, crawling down the highway and slowly moving toward the northeast. . As for the remaining infantry tanks of the squadron, Edwood used a radio command to establish a defensive line after they arrived in the village, guarding their own way, and preventing the opponent from interspersing and turning around.

Edwood completely lost his patience with Matilda of the 1st Squadron. He was desperate for these extremely fast tortoises, which were only 12 kilometers per hour. These tanks whose cross-country speed can't even keep up with infantry are still three kilometers away. Struggling on the road, wanted to wait until they arrived, fearing that the sun was about to set, so Edwood directly excluded them from the search team.

However, apart from the sad mobility of these infantry tanks, their armor and firepower are still something to look at. Using them to guard the main highway and prevent the enemy from interspersing behind them is probably possible. get.

Bypassing the villages and towns, the terrain began to gradually increase, and it was a slow upward **** from the highway to the northeast. There is a difference of more than a hundred feet in the ascent, but as long as you climb the top of the slope, there is an endless plain from there to Canterbury, which is the dividing line of the Dover hills and valleys.

The British armored vehicles are running at full power. Slowly climb to the top of the slope. When it reaches the top, it is easy to see the surrounding situation. If the paratroopers really retreat in that direction, they will not be able to escape the chase of the armored troops on the open plain.

Edwood stood smugly in the tank turret. Holding the skateboard hatch on the back, the clamshell armored turret of the Crusader tank has a very unique structure. Its turret hatch is not a separate circular exit, but a whole piece of armored cover that slides to the rear. After pushing away, the tanker is like standing in a convertible, and can get a very good observation field.

At this time, the two wild dog reconnaissance vehicles as the forwards had already climbed up the top of the slope, and the engine exhaust pipe suddenly sprayed out a puff of blue smoke and disappeared from Edwood's sight. The two wild dogs that followed also began their final sprint. They blasted their horsepower and tried to catch up with their companions in front.

Edwood gestured to the radio operator. The ensign hurriedly adjusted the radio frequency. "Second Lieutenant Jackson, report the situation. Did you see anything on it." The captain of the Twelfth Lancer Regiment's Dingo Scout Squad was a young ensign, and he rushed to the front of the team.

"Lieutenant Jackson, please answer." Edwood was a little strange without receiving a reply. He tilted his head and looked at the radio operator. The second lieutenant shrugged at him and said that everything was normal.

Just as Edwood was about to continue calling, a loud noise suddenly came from the headset, and then I heard the intermittent shouts of Lieutenant Jackson.

"This is... Lieutenant Colonel. We are going to retreat... They rushed out of the woods, I can't tell how many there are, my God! They asked me...Help!"

Edwood had heard the distinctive engine roar of the Dingo Scout from the top of the slope, and then he heard a loud noise. Edwood looked up in surprise, only to see a ball of fire from the top of the slope, and then a black plume of smoke was erected. At the same time, there were several muffled noises. The armored commander immediately distinguished it. This familiar sound was the roar of artillery shooting.

Another wild dog reconnaissance vehicle appeared on the top of the slope. It didn't slow down, it just pushed its **** up and wanted to rush down the slope. Before the front wheels pressed up the slope, this small wheeled armored vehicle exploded in front of people's eyes. The entire rear body was torn apart by shells. From the engine to the front of the car, the whole body was pierced. The roof of the car was connected to the debris in the car and the human fragments of the two occupants flew into the air with a ball of fire. The whole car started to stand up straight forward, then rolled forward and slammed into the slope.

"God!" Edwood was stunned by the sight in front of him. The light armored vehicles slowed down the climbing speed, and the commanders began to hesitate whether they should move on.

"The troops don’t stop, move on, you can’t stop here!" Edwood picked up the microphone and yelled. No matter what was waiting for them on it, they could only bite the bullet and face it. Charge a path forward, and if the enemy is blocked on this gentle slope, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Armored vehicles and light tanks slowed down. The cruiser tank squadron followed the regiment head to the front. The enemy was just a group of paratroopers, with only small-caliber anti-tank guns. It was nothing great. We need to let the Germans know how good we are. ~IndoMTL.com~ We want to avenge Lieutenant Jackson." Edwood tried his best to reinvigorate the frustrated morale of the troops. He ordered the driver to speed up. His command tank surpassed the light armored vehicle queue and rushed to the team with the regiment team. At the forefront, after the last ten meters of climbing, the Crusader tank's head was raised high, and then a low-headed track crushed to the gentle muddy ground on the top of the slope.

"My God! **** Christ!" Edwood groaned in a voice that he couldn't hear. Immediately, he grabbed the neckline of the staff officer next to him and roared at the other side. "Remington, didn't you say that they were just paratroopers? Only 37mm anti-tank guns? So what are these?"

In the direction of Edwood’s finger, a group of blue-gray painted tanks are slowly approaching them in a neatly attacking formation, and behind the group of tanks, there are countless tanks and armored vehicles. From the edge of the woods in the distance, a blood-red German army flag was flying high on the half-track transport vehicle led by the team. (To be continued.)

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