Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 147: Departure

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the German troops in Dover are still busy. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable) [Fiction update, please search] Two large transport ships arrived at the port after midnight, one of which brought rain gear and equipment urgently needed for the landing cluster.

German soldiers carry their marching backpacks with them when fighting, and there is only a change of clothes and an emergency food inside. In fact, many people were reluctant to carry these. Many soldiers left their backpacks on the company’s trucks, and only brought the necessary ammunition and equipment to the army. There was no warning at all for the weather change. The sun was shining in the first moment, and the clouds began to cover the next moment.

At that time, the various troops were still undertaking combat missions. The city had not been completely cleared. Some recalcitrant British soldiers were still engaged in sporadic exchanges of fire with the Germans, causing the surrounding German troops to compete to support some. The lot was covered by fire, and the troops in front were unable to withdraw for rest and recuperation, and the heavy-duty troops in the rear also did not know the specific location of their combat troops.

When the battle is over, raindrops have begun to float in the sky. Many soldiers did not carry rain gear and started looking for houses nearby to shelter from the rain, which caused chaos in management. The commander was out of touch with his own troops. No one could find anyone between the combat troops and the heavy-duty troops. Although there were radio connections, how could these Germans know how to get to the Castel restaurant and where the Wilson Butcher was?

Accurate military maps are completely useless at this time, because many streets have been blocked by collapsed buildings, and there are also some newly dug trenches and traps. It is inconvenient for soldiers to walk, let alone heavy trucks. The streets and lanes were full of German soldiers marching hurriedly in sleeveless raincoats, and a large number of British prisoners and civilians were mixed together. Both the combat department and the logistics department became a mess.

Finally, an angry Guderian gave the order to regroup the troops and began to arrange the living areas according to the organizational system of each unit. This restored order, but it also took a lot of time. The reinforcements that arrived later made these problems worse. The landing clusters were already overwhelmed, and there was no energy left to solve their accommodation. Rondstede can only express his understanding. After discussing with Bok, he circled an area on the map to allow the troops to solve the camping problem by themselves, and deal with the night first.

The officer in charge of the resettlement has almost been evasive. Who would have thought that there would be several divisions in such an area. There are still several times the number of materials and equipment that need to be stored in a safe place. Dover is also in this place. The Thor's Hammer on the other side of the barracks and fortresses that could accommodate a large number of troops was smashed. Now both soldiers and officers can only live in ordinary houses.

Dover also concentrated a large number of armored forces. Although these tanks and armored vehicles are not afraid of rain, they need dry space for repair and maintenance. Although the German armored forces achieved brilliant results in the previous battles, they were not unscathed. Many equipment and machinery have experienced overloaded operations. Repairs and maintenance must be carried out at this time, otherwise it will be difficult to ensure that they will not lose the chain in subsequent operations. Some farms on the outskirts of Dover have become shelters for tank battalions, mainly because there are generally spacious barns and warehouses that can be used for repair companies. Even so, when these troops are set up, the sky is already It's so dark.

According to the original plan of the command. This shouldn’t happen. The problem is that in the plan, only a part of the defenders will be left in Dover that night, and all the troops will go inland. Now not only have all the troops stayed, but they also brought their own. The logistical and heavy troops, coupled with the steady flow of personnel and equipment from the other side, turned out to be overcrowded for a while.

The headquarters moved part of the troops to villages and towns on the outskirts of the city. Most of the vacant houses there were kept intact. These British people had limited mobility when they evacuated, so they only took away some valuables and easy-to-carry furniture. Leave most of the clumsy belongings in the house.

Lieutenant Zeissler’s armored grenadier company did not participate in the follow-up operations. They were the backbone of the outer blockade and remained in the Royal Military School of the Duke of York by the Dover Highway. On the contrary, it was the second company that took part in the battle against Dover City, but I heard that it was only cruising around the battlefield and did not directly participate in the fortification. Because the terrain of this place is not suitable for half-track combat. Although these vehicles have good off-road capabilities, the hills are still too steep for them.

The Command Department has a very clear understanding of grenadiers. They forbid commanders to use these troop carriers as combat armored vehicles. These half-track vehicles have certain bulletproof capabilities, but they are limited to rifles and pistols. In heavy machine guns Faced with anti-tank weapons of larger caliber. This kind of vehicle is still extremely fragile, and you can't be confused by its sturdy appearance. In fact, it is just a troop truck with a thicker shell.

Zeissler’s armored grenadier company was lucky and did not suffer as much as his colleagues. There are enough rooms in the academy for them to live in. There is also a huge indoor court where vehicles can be parked. German tracked vehicles are on the wall. A gap was made and two rows of vehicles were parked in this indoor court.

The remaining platoon was placed on the side of the Dover Highway. The Germans set up a huge canopy beside the bushes. Soldiers built a shooting shelter under the canopy and set up mortars inside. And heavy machine guns. A layer of camouflage is covered on the periphery and top of the canopy, which is difficult to identify in gloomy weather, and it is impossible to distinguish it from the surrounding bushes at night.

A canvas canopy is also installed on the three half-track vehicles. A platoon of soldiers is stationed here. The personnel are rotated every two hours. The soldiers are always vigilant and tightly sealed Dover to Canterbury. Highway.

In the original kitchen and warehouse of the college, there are still a lot of food and supplies stored in the school, many of which are specially allocated by the local garrison to these military academies. The grenadier company's delivery team rushed to the academy before dark, bringing supplementary supplies and ammunition. When night fell, all the soldiers had a fragrant hot meal, and even the student captives each received a bowl of German-style broth.

These students gave Zeissler a headache. He didn't know how to classify them. If they were soldiers, they were just ungraduated children. If they were civilians, they had received military training and were fully armed. In the end, Zeiss Le was planning to classify them as militias. After all, they were all wearing uniform uniforms and carrying clear signs. Zeissler was prepared to treat these children as prisoners of war so that at least their lives could be saved.

"Company commander, the regiment has a new order." The communicator poked his head out of the armored car and shouted at him.

"Wait a minute." Zeissler drank the broth in the dry lunch box. Then put down the lunch box and walked to the command vehicle.

"Well, we have work to do. Order the second and third platoons to assemble here in twenty minutes. Let the soldiers be fully armed and hand over unnecessary luggage to the rearrangement. Each squad carries three A base number of ammunition. Two barrels of spare fuel must be prepared for each vehicle group." Zeissler said loudly to Chief Lien.

"Yes, sir." The chief sergeant saluted Zeissler, then turned and ran out of the indoor court.

"What about the prisoners, we haven't had time to hand them over to the military police." The company medical officer asked from the side.

"A row will stay here, and the military police will come to take over these prisoners tomorrow morning." Zeissler walked to the command vehicle. Grabbing the handle by the tailgate and stepping on the pedals, he climbed onto the carriage.

"Put me through a row of radios." Zeissler walked to the side of the correspondent and said, holding the opponent's shoulder.

"Wait a minute, sir." The correspondent picked up the microphone of the Model 300 walkie-talkie and started calling out loudly.

"Bread calls bacon, bread calls bacon, do you hear bacon?"

"Which guy gave this code name?" The medical officer standing under the car asked the messenger beside him.

"Above." The messenger pointed his finger to the top of his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"Bacon received it, I heard it very clearly." A line of communicators came from the microphone on the side of the carriage.

"This is Zeissler. Let Weir speak with me." Zeissler took the microphone from the communicator.

"This is Weir." The platoon leader replied over the radio.

"Weir, this is Zeissler. Now there is a new task, you will come over with a class right now."

"Understood." Weir is a decisive officer, and his answer is as concise and clear as ever.

Twenty minutes later, two platoons of armored grenadiers lined up in the open space in front of the court. The soldiers stood tall in the rain. The dense rain hit the gray m35 helmets, and the water flowed down the helmets. The eaves flowed onto the sleeveless poncho, and then followed the folds of the tarp onto the concrete floor under the soldiers' feet.

"I know some of you don’t like rain, and I hate this weather, too. But we are glorious German soldiers, and nothing can stop us from completing our mission. Now we have a new mission. In the regiment, let us mobilize two platoons of soldiers to form a reconnaissance team. We are going to march to Canterbury tonight. I now feel extremely honored. Our company has once again become the top soldier of the entire division. It is walking among all comrades Earlier, this will always be recorded in the history of the company.

Now the captains of each car have listened carefully, and lined up in a column according to the team. The command platoon and me lead the team~IndoMTL.com~The second row of long cars followed me, and the reloading platoon is still at the end of the line. Act now. All teams boarded the car immediately. "Zeissler gave orders to the soldiers, and then the neatly arranged squares suddenly dispersed. Under the leadership of the squad leader, the soldiers began to carry their equipment and rush towards the started personnel carrier parked by the arena. .

Zeissler nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards the long lines waiting aside.

"The defense here is left to you. Tomorrow morning, the regiment will send a military policeman to take over the prisoners. If I guess it is correct, your platoon may act with the battalion."

"Yes, sir, I hope to be able to meet you on the front line soon. Good luck." Lieutenant Weir saluted Zeissler.

"I also look forward to you catching up as soon as possible. We all need good luck, Weir." Zeissler paid a military salute to his men, turned around and ran to his command car quickly.

Zeissler waved his arms in the rain while leaning on the front cover.

"Armored Grenadier! Go ahead!" In the halo of bright headlights, the gray 251 half-track transporter jumped forward abruptly, and then roared toward the road outside the college. (To be continued.)