Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 15: Battle (eight) approaching

　　

　　 The situation has reversed. Everyone can see that the French are using the lives of soldiers as a bargaining chip to approach victory inch by inch, but the German army can't find any effective way to stop the opponent's footsteps.

　　When the French army suddenly launched a group charge, the German officers and soldiers on the front line could hardly believe their eyes. They really couldn't believe that the French commander's tactical quality would be so low.

　　 suddenly abandoning the tank’s effective cover and relying on the soldiers with worn-out rifles screaming and charging towards their sturdy positions, this is a stupid suicide in any way.

　　 In just a few minutes, the German army caused the French infantrymen to suffer extremely heavy casualties. Almost every second, dozens of hundreds of lives would disappear from this world.

　　According to the situation at the time, the casualties of the French troops participating in the first wave of assault may have reached 70%. It can be said that those troops have lost their combat effectiveness from the organizational point of view. The loss suffered by the French army can make any A mentally normal commander had his heart stopped when he received a casualty report.

　　 But what makes the Germans incomprehensible is that the French not only did not stop this cruel charge that was consuming a lot of life, but also continuously poured new blood into this kind of meat-crushing battle. The indifferent attitude of the French commander towards the lives of his soldiers could not help even the strongest Waffen SS.

　　 A wave of dusty yellow-brown military uniforms, worn-out Adria helmets and 1917 bayonets hit the German positions endlessly. The soldiers in the front row were shot down by a whole row, while the back The soldiers did not hesitate to step over the bodies of their comrades and continue to advance frantically.

　　The German finally understood the French commander's attempt. The French army was ready to crush the German trenches with the corpses of soldiers. In order to win, they would not hesitate to flood the position with the blood of soldiers, just as they did in World War I.

　　 The French commander who directed this attack must be a cold-blooded lunatic. This was the consensus of all front-line commanders in Germany at that time. But they had to admit that this lunatic might succeed. The German army could no longer prevent the slow approach to their position, and the front-line troops were already in a serious crisis.

　　 "Shoot! Keep shooting!"

　　 Warrant Officer Schmidt growled hoarsely.

　　The French army has rushed into within one hundred meters of their position. Although their soldiers are pouring bullets at the opponent, they cannot stop the opponent's slow advance.

　　 The corpses of French soldiers in front of the position have been stacked, and the height of the corpses is still increasing, but whenever a row of enemies is shot down, another row of French soldiers will appear immediately in the German soldiers. In their vision, they yelled over the corpse pile and continued to stagger forward with their bayonets against the bullet rain, and then they were neatly knocked down in the mud by the volley of German soldiers.

　　Schmidt stared at the hellish scene in front of him with bloodshot eyes. Even though he was recognized as having a steel-like will, he couldn't help feeling a rush of vomiting in his stomach.

　　Schmidt tried his best to conceal his anxiety in front of the soldiers. He straightened his body hard and tightened his muscles. Because Schmidt knew that if he didn't, he would tremble like a leaf in the wind.

　　 is not because of his timidity, but an involuntary instinct, because Schmitt felt that he and his brave subordinates might never return to Germany at this time.

　　 He had imagined how he would end his life, and he was prepared to die gloriously on the battlefield, but when this moment was about to come, he found that he was not prepared for anything.

　　The German soldiers did not have as much as their platoon leader thought. They just mechanically repeated the shooting action, reloading, loading, aiming, and firing. A salvo every two seconds, after falling down a row of enemies , Continue to load, aim, and shoot.

　　The distance between the two sides is close to 70 meters, and the two sides are close to the distance that can vaguely distinguish the faces of the opponents. At this time, the Waffen SS members were surprised to find that under those Adria helmets were black or brown faces.

　　"African Colonial Forces!"

　　 "It's barbaric blacks and Arabs!"

　　The soldiers screamed involuntarily. African soldiers are famous for ignoring their own lives. Only then did the Germans understand why the other party suffered such losses and still maintained the momentum of the offensive.

　　The shooting of the German soldiers became more frantic. Everyone knew what it would be like to fall into the hands of those barbarians.

　　The French colonial forces continued their blood-stained advance. The first row of impact line was 60 meters away from the German position, and the French tanks were 120 meters away from the German position.

　　 Suddenly, a row of fireballs appeared in the dense formation of the French army, and then in the second and third rows, the German artillery finally started their interception shooting.

　　 From 80mm mortars to 75mm infantry artillery, regiment artillery poured hundreds of kilograms of high-energy zha medicine and more steel to the French infantry in just a dozen seconds Fragments.

　　 At the same time, the French tanks also had huge fireballs in their offensive formation. Several Matildas rushing to the front were beaten to the ground, and then everyone’s eyes were caught by ammunition. Brilliant sparks at the time of death.

　　"Fenris" finally reached his firing position. German tank sniper gunners strenuously fired 88mm armor-piercing shells at French tanks, and the shooting speed even exceeded their previous battle.

　　 They must use their actions to atone for the mistakes they committed before, because if they hadn't moved their positions without authorization, the present scene would not have happened.

　　 The power of "Fenris" was once again proved. The German gunners fired nine volleys in half a minute, and the French tank group then completely collapsed.

　　 When the French tankers learned from the burning cars of their comrades that their tanks could not withstand German artillery shells at all, Major Ferrian, who had already retired, had already turned his head to his own. The position escaped.

　　 The desolation of the company commander and the blast of the destroyed tanks around him completely shattered the determination of the French tankers to continue fighting. The French tanks in the front row began to turn one by one, and then The figure of his commander hurriedly followed and fled towards the French position, and the tanks in the back row all turned around and started to retreat before they understood what was going on.

　　 What’s more, due to the different turning directions of the vehicles, several tanks collided together. At this time, the French tankers, who had already panicked, understood the meaning of being decisive. They actually found themselves unable to move. The tank ran backwards on foot.

　　 The French tank group left twenty-three piles of burning wreckage and the infantrymen who were fighting **** all withdrew from the battlefield. Their performance in front of the German army was not so much a retreat, but a rout closer.

　　 Several panicking tanks rushed into the follow-up infantry formation that was continuously rushing forward, not only splitting the infantry formation that was about to charge, but also the tanks that wanted to retreat. The soldiers fell to the ground, and then rolled over without hesitation. The French army was suddenly plunged into chaos.

　　 But all this is still too late for the German soldiers on the front line, and the French infantry has approached their position.

　　 The German artillery’s interception shooting caused some casualties to the opponent, but did not achieve the effect they wanted. Those artillery shells did not even slow down the French army by a minute or a half.

　　 Although the firepower of the artillery belonging to the German regiment was strong, the French offensive formation, which was three kilometers wide, effectively dispersed the firepower of the German artillery. For the German soldiers on the front line, the support provided by the artillery can only be said to be a drop in the bucket. Basically, when a circle of French soldiers has been blown down, the gap will be immediately filled by another group of French infantry.

　　"Sir! Let's dispatch the reserve team! It's too late to give up the first line!"

　　 Major Murray whispered to Dogen.

　　"No! It’s not time to dispatch the reserve team! Let the second-line position raise two platoons to the third-row position first, where is the focus of the French offensive. The third-row commander is... Shi Mi Warrant officer."

　　 Dogen frowned and looked at the French infantry group approaching this line. The veins on his forehead exploded. Everyone could see that the SS leader was furious.

　　 "Yes, sir, this is Warrant Officer Schmidt."

　　"If it were him, I should be able to hold on for a while. I believe in my own vision. Immediately order the seventh and eighth rows on the second line to immediately support the third row."

　　"The order has been issued, and the two rows are moving towards the third row."

　　 "Look! What is that!"

　　, the operational staff who was observing the forward battle situation with his binoculars screamed loudly.

　　 "It's the French Foreign Legion! It's the Foreign Legion!"

　　 called the combat staff.

　　Dogen quickly raised his binoculars and looked towards the position. He immediately found the target in the chaotic enemy camp. A large group of soldiers wearing white cylinder caps are advancing fast toward the German forward position, looking like a white battleship in the sea of ​​blue and black helmets.

　　"Their goal is the front three-row position! Immediately order the ninth row on the second-line position to also join the support for the three-row position! How can there be a foreign corps! Damn it, it was not mentioned in the previous intelligence. !"

　　 The veins on Daogen's forehead lifted up a little more.

　　The French Foreign Legion is not the kind of mercenary mob in the eyes of ordinary people. This corps with a history of over a hundred years is definitely one of the elite legions in the French army.

　　 Although his early reputation was not very good, he did not refuse applicants in order to recruit enough soldiers. As a result, a large number of exiled nobles or stimulus seekers, or smuggled immigrants and foreign wanted criminals joined. Foreign Corps.

　　 Various types of personnel fill the entire corps. The low loyalty of soldiers is unbelievably low. Basically, as soon as the battle begins to disadvantage the corps, there will be a large number of deserters immediately. Sometimes the desertion rate reaches 3% Ten, this is unimaginable for other regular troops.

　　 But after decades of development, the Foreign Legion has corrected his mistakes. Now his screening system for soldiers is actually stricter than the French Army’s recruitment conditions. The selected soldiers all have first-class personal qualities. .

　　 And since the soldiers entered the army, they have been constantly instilled in the idea of ​​loyalty to the legion. What is interesting is that the oath of this French foreign legion is not "loyal to France" but "loyal to the foreign legion."

　　 Their slogan is "The Legion is my home". This pervasive loyalty education has created a unit with extremely strong cohesion, because all Legion soldiers are a family, and no one will escape for their own lives. Abandoned his own family in disregard, so the legion will never allow comrades who abandon their own legion to escape.

　　 But this also produced a sequelae. This habit caused this unit to either win the battle or be wiped out.

　　 In addition to this, they also have a very stupid habit in Dogen. In order to prove their bravery, these soldiers refused to wear helmets. No matter how fierce the battle, they insisted on wearing the top that has become the symbol of the foreign legion. White dome hat without protection.

　　 No matter how you say it, the French foreign army is definitely a difficult enemy. Their combat effectiveness is more than that of the Waffen-SS.

　　Dogen worriedly said to the combat staff: "I will report this situation to the headquarters immediately. I hope that the backup troops can catch up..."

　　"Grenade! Throw grenade!"

　　Schmidt yelled loudly. He picked up a grenade with the tail cap unscrewed next to him, pulled the match rope hard, and then shook his arms and shook the grenade that was spraying white smoke. Got out.

　　 The French colonial soldiers have rushed to a distance of 50 meters from the German trenches. This is the distance where the grenade can exert its power. The German soldiers began to madly drop bombs on the wall of people that was pressing down on them.

　　 For infantry, grenade is sometimes more terrifying than machine gun. After a piece of grenade exploded in the French infantry group, the German soldiers were surprised to find that the pace of the French army stopped for the first time.

　　 But this only lasted a few seconds, and then the colonial soldiers started their crazy advance.

　　 At this moment, the only two machine guns in the Schmitt platoon, which were originally like a lawn mower, stopped almost at the same time.

　　Schmidt's heart suddenly chilled for a while, unexpectedly at the most critical moment now. . . .

　　 "Machine gun! Keep shooting!"

　　Schmidt yelled loudly.

　　"It's the limit, sir! It's the limit!"

　　 Sergeant Krent, the squad leader, yelled from the machine gun bunker. The machine gunners looked helplessly at the red barrels, and then picked up the Mauser rifle next to them.

　　 "Spell it!"

　　Schmidt gritted his teeth and swept out the last box of ammunition in his MP38 at the French infantry, then threw the gun and pulled out his Luger from the holster on his waist.

　　 "Grenade!"

　　Schmidt gave a loud command. When this row of grenades exploded in the French camp, Schmitt issued another order.

　　"Full row, bayonet!"

　　 At this time, the Waffen-SS members knew that their last moment had arrived. The soldiers pulled out their bayonet from the trench edge without saying a word, inserted it into the Mauser 98K bayonet holder, and then stabilized. Holding the rifle and raising it diagonally, the sharp bayonet shone with a dazzling cold light.

　　 The soldiers coldly watched the French colonial soldiers approaching themselves. No one could find the slightest fear in their faces, but only their contempt for the enemy.

　　The Waffen SS proudly raised his head~IndoMTL.com~ waiting for the arrival of the cruel hand-to-hand combat. They knew that they would surely die in hand-to-hand combat, but now no one is nervous about the coming death. After all, death is inevitable for them. So instead of dying in fear, it is better to sacrifice with pride. This is the best home for a Germanic fighter, at least they have fulfilled their vows to fight to the last breath for Germany.

　　Author’s notice: I’ve been waiting for a long time during this period, and I’m really sorry. I apologize to everyone. I’m still sick, and I have to take some drips every day. I didn’t expect this viral flu to be so difficult and the fever made me dizzy. Although I have had this before, this time is the most powerful one, so it’s true. Can't write a book. I assure you that you will continue to update your VIP once you get well. So please be patient with all the brothers who support this book, and don't remind me in the book review area anymore, and the cynicism of book reviews doesn't seem to be a reminder but wants to kill me. The book friends who really like this book and support me will not do it again. Finally, I pay tribute to the book friends who voted for me. Although I didn't have many votes this time, I remember every vote they cast. Thank you brothers and sisters. I didn't expect to write so much at once, and I was a little tired, ha ha. The doctor said that it will take a few more days, and I will start writing as soon as I get better. Don't worry.

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