Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 13: Living in
On July 19, 1940, the Battle of France came to an end.
The last branch of the French Army, and the largest mobile reserve force they can bring together so far, and the German Army’s most elite guards group "Hyder" headed in an unremarkable French town. Collided together.
The marshals of the Supreme Command of the Third Reich named the last battle to crush the Third French Republic as the "Battle of Twilight", which was taken from the most famous "Twilight of the Gods" in Norse mythology.
After dinner, a light rain suddenly began to fall in the sky. This year's rainy season came later than usual. After two months of clear skies, the land of France finally ushered in the first rain of this summer.
The raindrops fell gently from the sky, not only moisturizing the dry fields, but the fresh and cool air that followed the rain also swept away the depression in the hearts of German soldiers for more than a month due to the heat and dryness. And empty.
The soldiers greeted the first rain of summer with excitement. They laughed loudly and jumped in the misty drizzle, as if celebrating some major festival. More soldiers took off their military uniforms stained with dust and sweat, and enjoyed the rare shower opportunity naked.
The officers acquiesced to the little presumption of the soldiers. They stood by the tent and talked and laughed while watching their young men vent their vigorous energy in the rain.
But the situation began to change. The rain began to fall and heavier. After a while, the drizzle turned into a pouring rain. Under the light of the searchlight, the sky and the earth became white. As the wind increased The fresh air in Dayuan began to make people feel chills.
The land that was once dry can no longer absorb more water, and the water in some trenches has begun to cover the knees of soldiers. What appeared before his eyes was clearly a summer storm, and the officers began to worry about the security of the position.
As the temperature dropped, the soldiers also calmed down from the excitement at the beginning, and they immediately threw themselves into the fight against the storm. Under the command of the officers, the soldiers reinforced the tents and shelters, and thick tarpaulins covered the trenches.
There was a company of soldiers wielding infantry spades desperately between those trenches. Temporary drainage ditches were quickly dug out. With the cooperation of several pumps, the accumulation of water in the trenches began to slow. It faded slowly.
Over time, a waterproof tent with a personal glyph was erected on the top of the trench, and the situation was finally brought under control with the efforts of all the soldiers.
Soldiers on night duty at the positions gathered under those tents. They lit up piles of bonfires in the damp trenches and toasted soaked military uniforms. Under the heavy rain of this scale, the German Army The standard poncho doesn't help much at all. The logistics kitchen sent them freshly cooked hot soup to help these soldiers get rid of the biting chill brought by the storm.
The off-duty soldiers also got into their dry and warm tent. The previous fight consumed most of their energy. Many people just took off their wet uniforms and fell on their beds. , Quickly entered the sweet dreamland.
As the night darkened, the German position began to quiet down slowly. Except for the occasional sound of vigilant sentinels calling for passwords, there was only a sound of raindrops falling on the tent. Under the lighting of the constantly swaying searchlight, the blue smoke from the bonfire and the steam from the damp military uniforms slowly rose up in the trenches, converging into a thin mist and drifting on this quiet position. , Against the backdrop of a snow-white rain curtain, it presents a dreamlike beauty with a little bit of enchantment.
In this*, the French army came quietly in front of the Germans.
The first to spot the French was a small German lurking post. They were placed in a pile of low bushes beside the only road leading to the town.
The heavy rain directly affected the German army’s ability to observe the front of the position. Even the powerful five-kilowatt searchlight could not penetrate the dense rain screen. The observation distance of the German army has dropped from the original three kilometers to the point where only things within 200 meters of the position can be seen clearly. This is very unfavorable for the German army on the defensive side. If the French army braved such heavy rain to come to him, then the German army would most likely be caught off guard.
For this reason, the forward commander arranged more than a dozen hidden observation posts within a range of three kilometers from the position. Their task was to prevent the French army from attacking under heavy rain. These soldiers were ordered to report to the headquarters as soon as they found signs of the French army, so that the German army could have enough early warning time to make all preparations before the battle.
This small stealth team consists of three soldiers. The forward commander equips each stealth team with a BMW R75 tricycle equipped with a radio and a G34 machine gun. If the radio fails to report to their superiors, they can use that machine gun to report to their own people, and if they are found by the French army, they can also use that machine gun to fight back. If they can’t stand it, they can still sit in that vehicle. The motorcycle escaped Yaoyao.
Every soldier is a valuable asset to Germany, and the front-line commander has thoroughly implemented the new head of state's thinking.
The three soldiers hid their motorcycles and themselves in the bushes on the side of the highway. Although they were bushes, they were as tall as a person, and they grew very densely. Even in the daytime, it was difficult for people to spot the people lurking inside. Not to mention this kind of stormy night now.
The three soldiers used a large piece of black rubber raincloth to set up a small tent on the motorcycle, which made it more difficult for others to spot them in the dark night. The heavy rain didn't seem to stop at all. Although the three German soldiers were wearing waterproof windbreakers for motorcycles, they were still trembling from the cold. They huddled tightly in this simple shelter, looking forward to the dawn.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and bursts of fatigue hit the soldiers like a tide. The previous work on the position has made them feel a little tired, but now the cold temperature is quickly consuming them The only remaining energy.
These soldiers felt a little unsupportable. After discussion, they decided to rest in different shifts. Reid and Hans quickly fell asleep leaning on their motorcycles, while the rest of Ralph squatted. The bushes continued to observe the movement on the road.
But he couldn't hold on for long. Before he knew it, Sentinel Ralph just squatted and fell asleep. Just as he was in a daze, there was a strange sound in his ear. Ralph looked up blankly, wondering what kind of sound it was. But when he could tell what that strange sound was through the rustling rain around him, the tired German sentry was completely awakened.
It was the sound of footsteps made by countless feet on the muddy road, mixed with some slight metal crashing sounds, which showed that a unit was marching in the wind and rain on the road just outside the bushes.
"French!"
Ralph let out a scream in his heart, he carefully pushed aside the two branches in front of him and looked quietly up the road.
Just in the dense rain, a large infantry troop was passing by the road in front of him, and the dangling flashlight beams in the troop looked particularly dazzling in the dark night. As a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, the blue Adria helmets on the soldiers' heads shone strangely.
This unit has already passed more than half of it, and during the time he was dozing off before, Ralph estimated that at least one battalion of soldiers had passed by him. But it is not too late to find out, he still has time to report to the headquarters.
Ralph turned slightly and moved slowly towards his motorcycle carefully. He tried his best to make his movements appear gentle and slow, fearing that any large movements or noises would startle French people outside.
Ralph slowly moved to the front of his motorcycle, and he gently woke up Rhett who was sleeping in the car.
"Who!"
Reid was awakened in his sleep, and instinctively yelled, which is not to be counted, he slept in a daze and grabbed the G34 on the carriage.
"God!"
Ralph was so scared that he almost had a heart attack. He quickly covered Rhett's mouth, and his other hand tightly grasped the machine gun.
"Woo...woooo."
Red desperately pulled Ralph's hand over his mouth, his eyes filled with puzzlement.
"Damn... Be quiet!"
Ralph desperately lowered his voice and said viciously in Red's ear. He kept his present posture and waited quietly, carefully distinguishing the sound from outside the bush. The footsteps of the French army marching outside continued. It seems that they were not alarmed by the scream of the idiot in their hands. Perhaps it was the sound of wind and rain that covered Rhett's scream.
Ralph let out a long sigh, he let go of the hand that was holding the camera and made a cross on his chest.
"You almost killed us." Ralph said softly in Rhett's ear.
"French... French?" Reid also heard footsteps outside the bushes at this time, and his face was white with fright. He now understands that he almost made a big mistake just now. He almost killed himself and his comrades, he asked softly in a trembling voice.
"Yes, many people, there seems to be a group." Ralph whispered.
"Then we must report to the headquarters immediately."
"Yes, I'm going to operate the radio now, you go to wake Hans, for the sake of God, don't let him make any more noises."
"Understood." Rhett replied in a low voice.
Ralph walked gently behind the motorcycle bucket, opened the trunk lid, and switched on the radio.
"Bird No. 7 calls the Bird's Nest, and Bird No. 7 calls the Bird's Nest." Ralph whispered into the intercom.
"This is the Bird's Nest, Bird No.7, what's the matter?" The command communicator's answer in the headset was clear and loud, but Ralph was startled in a cold sweat.
"Bird’s Nest, for the sake of God, please don’t answer so loudly. There is a regiment of French troops passing in front of our post. They are only five or six meters away from us. This troop Moving towards our position, please answer when you hear it, gently."
Ralph reported in a low voice while looking around carefully.
"I heard, I immediately report this to the commander. Good luck to you." The Bird's Nest replied in a low voice.
"Understand, we will find a way to withdraw immediately. The call is over."
Ralph turned off the power of the radio station, and he was a little relieved after completing the task. The only question before him was how to retreat to his position without disturbing the French.
"How?" Ralph moved quietly to the bush. His two comrades in arms are now watching nervously the movement of the French outside.
"It's almost finished, have you contacted the above?" Hans whispered.
"I got in touch. I have reported the situation to the above. I believe that the brothers in the field are already preparing for battle."
"Then what shall we do now." Reid asked quietly.
"When they finish walking from here, we will retreat. You go to clean up now, Hans and I are staring at them here. Don't make any noise." Ralph whispered.
"Understood." Rhett turned and crawled towards the motorcycle gently.
"When they pass here, we will retreat. We can only go back from the right side of the position, otherwise we will hit the French." Ralph whispered to Hans.
"Understood. It seems that this is their last team. We are lucky." Hans nodded and replied.
When the last group of French soldiers hurriedly ran past them, Hans and Ralph relaxed all over, and they reached the ground, then looked at each other and laughed softly. ]
"Okay, let's get back to the ground, otherwise we won't be able to go back until the French build a defense line." Ralph stood up and moved his sore legs.
"You know, my heart is about to pop out of my throat. If the French find us, it will really be done. Haha." Hans replied with a smile.
"Yeah, you have not noticed, the rain seems to be less unconsciously, it seems that God is really on our side, haha" Ralph also said with a smile.
The rain in the sky is indeed much lighter, and the storm finally started to leave this area. Now there is a little drizzle in the sky, and the temperature does not seem to be as cold as it was at the beginning.
"Okay, let's go back, this time we have done meritorious service, I don't know what rewards will be." Reid had already packed up the canopy, and he said loudly while sitting in the motorcycle compartment .
"Wait a minute!" Ralph suddenly lowered his voice. He gestured for silence to his two companions, and then squatted back to the bush and looked out quietly.
"What happened?" Reid asked Hans with his eyes. Hans shook his head and shrugged his shoulders to show that he was not clear.
"Car noise!" Ralph turned his head and whispered.
Hans and Rhett quickly pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
"I heard nothing, only the sound of rain." Red looked at Hans suspiciously.
"No, there is indeed a sound of a car coming towards us." Hans drew his 98K rifle from the holster on the side of the car, opened the bolt to check the barrel, and then squatted to the pull with the gun. Wolf's side.
"There is only one, not a caravan. The engine sounds like a truck." Ralph whispered while removing his 98K from behind. At this time, the sound of the car engine from a distance was clearly identifiable, and as the sound got closer, the beams of the two car lights appeared in their field of vision.
"It's a car." Hans straightened his helmet. "I hope it can pass quickly."
Ralph is checking his barrel: "I hope so, don't do anything else until now."
The car was getting closer, and Ralph was even able to recognize the huge Citroen logo and the triangular flag on the front of the car with the help of the light of the car.
"It looks like an officer, how come there is only this car?" Hans asked in a low voice.
Ralph wiped the rain off his face and said: "Whoever he is, as long as he passes quickly, we can go back."
But it was just such a coincidence. Just as Ralph and the others were looking forward to the car’s peaceful passing, with two crisp crackles, the car’s engine suddenly stopped spinning a few times. This beautiful French car slid forward with inertia for a certain distance, and then stopped by Ralph's bushes.
"Damn it!" Ralph and Hans cursed softly together.
"Damn!" The driver of the sedan jumped out of the car. He hit the fender of the car with a fierce kick, then shook his head and turned to the front of the car to open the hood.
"What did he say?" Hans asked in a low voice in Ralph's ear, and Ralph frowned and shook his head.
"Seldwang, it's unbelievable that you have found out what is wrong. This is the first time that the engine has been turned off today?" At this time, a French officer poked his head out of the window of the rear compartment. Shouted to the driver.
"It's the fourth time, Lieutenant Colonel, I said, it's the fault of the **** carburetor. Now I can't fix it completely without the parts. I can only move it together like this, sir." The driver shouted. The answer is.
"Then you can handle it quickly. We are already far behind Colonel Calut's team. I must hand over the order to Colonel Calut before dawn." The officer shouted loudly.
"Understood, Lieutenant Colonel, I will try my best." The driver replied with a probe from under the hood.
"What are they two talking about? Ralph, don't you know a little French?" Hans asked Ralph in a low voice.
"I don't understand what they say, I said, I only speak some simple French." Ralph blushed, and he replied in a low voice.
Ralph does know a little simple French, but this is what he learned as a surprise to get to know beautiful French girls when he went to Paris, and at most it was "you are so charming, you are so beautiful, and I love you" Things like that.
Just then, the French officer sitting behind the car suddenly opened the door and jumped out of the car.
"Lieutenant Colonel, you don't need to get out of the car, I will get it right away." The driver said loudly after hearing the sound of the door opening.
"I just want to make it easier. You continue to repair your car." The French officer replied impatiently. He opened a delicate umbrella, and then slowly walked towards the bushes on the side of the road.
"He... What does he want to do? Ralph, he came over, did he spot us?" Hans asked softly.
"I don't know, it doesn't look like it,"
"He's here, he's here. Ralph, what should we do, think of a way, Ralph."
"Calm down, Hans, calm down, he hasn't seen us yet."
"Let’s kill him. There are only two of them. We can get rid of them right away, and then we will leave here."
"Calm down, Hans, wait a minute."
"He came over, **** it, I'm going to kill him, the driver will leave it to you."
"Calm down, Hans, wait a minute."
Two German soldiers bit their ears fiercely in the bushes, while the French officer walked slowly in front of them. There was only a thin layer of bushes between them, and the Germans squatted. Now, the Frenchman is standing.
The two German soldiers stared at the French officer in front of them dumbfounded. They were so nervous that they didn't even dare to take a breath. Rhett sat in the body of the motorcycle, holding the G34 **** tightly with both hands.
Because the French officer is in a relatively bright place, and he never thought that there would be two German soldiers squatting in the bushes, so he did not find the two enemies close at hand, he put his umbrella He handed it over to his left hand, and then unbuttoned his pants while blowing an out-of-tune whistle.
"Ralph, he wants to pee!" Hans couldn't help it anymore, he yelled loudly.
"Damn thing, you asked for it!" Ralph also stood up and shouted at the same time.
"What!" The two roars that suddenly erupted from behind the bushes really startled the French officer. He knew it was German at the first time.
"There are Germans here!" The French officer yelled loudly. He threw out the umbrella in one of his hands and slid the other hand toward the holster at his waist.
But Ralph only gave him time to shout this. In the next second, the hard **** of the Mauser 98K rifle went through the bushes and hit the French officer in the face. With a dull crash, which was also mixed with some crisp and crisp fractures, the French officer immediately fell headlessly into the mud on the side of the road.
"Hans, the driver!" Ralph jumped out of the bushes, and he yelled to Hans.
"Give it to me!" Hans rushed towards the car parked on the road with his bayonet mounted rifle.
The French driver reacted very quickly. Just as the French officer fell to the ground, he already understood what had happened, and now he was rushing from the front of the car to the cab.
"Hurry up, he wants to get a gun!"
Ralph took his rifle and aimed it at the driver~IndoMTL.com~ He decided that if the driver dared to point the gun at his comrade, he would shoot even if he risked revealing his position. But when the French driver got out of the cab with a rifle, Hans had already rushed in front of him.
"Don't move, throw the gun away and raise your hand out." Hans yelled loudly with a bayonet against the French driver's chest.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I surrender, I surrender!" The French driver quickly threw away the rifle, then raised his hands and shouted loudly.
"Get out of the car, bastard! Get out of the car! Ralph, what the **** is he calling! Damn, does he understand German? You, do you know German, German! You understand me. Is it?" Hans asked loudly to the driver.
"German... German, I can, I understand... understand German, I surrender, don't kill me!" the driver tremblingly said in blunt German.
"Oh, you understand German, that's good, then you can't get out of the car quickly!" Hans shouted loudly.
"I, my feet, can't move, soft, I move, can't!" the driver said anxiously.
"Damn it, Ralph, here's a guy with a frightened leg and he needs our help." Hans turned his head and smiled at Ralph.
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