Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 17: Decisive battle

　　 "General, wake up, wake up, general." Xu Jun was shaken from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and saw Hans squatting in front of him with a group of soldiers standing beside him.

　　 "Oh, early, Hans, what time is it now."

　　 "Morning, General, it's seven ten in the morning, and the British on the opposite side are starting to move. Everyone is waiting for you, General."

　　 "Really!"

　　 The morning sun shone on the walls of the trenches, and the grasses on the sides of the trenches glowed golden.

　　 Xu Jun quickly got up from the ground, stretched his waist, and took a deep breath of the fresh air that exudes the fragrance of the earth in the French wilderness. He patted his cheeks and became sober. Then quickly walked to the first trench.

　　 When Xu Jun and Major Hans had just walked out of the soldiers' sight. The soldiers immediately rushed to the army blanket that Xu Jun had dropped.

　　 "That's mine, I lent it to Major Hans."

　　 "Who said it was you, what did you build last night?"

　　 "Don't grab, my rank is higher than yours."

　　"What does this have to do with military rank? This is the blanket used by our beloved General Reinhardt. Don't say you are just a sergeant. I will not give it to you if you are an officer."

　　 "The general spoke to me last night."

　　 "What is this? The general patted me on the shoulder last night."

　　 "The general slept next to me last night!"

　　 In an instant, the scene was full of smoke and dust.

　　 Xu Jun walked into the frontline observation station. Except for those with tasks, the other officers were already there waiting.

　　 Xu Jun felt embarrassed to get up late, and hurriedly saluted them and apologized. The officers quickly returned the salute, even saying that it didn't matter.

　　 Hans handed the binoculars to one side, and Xu Jun took the binoculars and leaned on the edge of the trench to look at the opposite British army position.

　　 "General, we have arranged everything according to your plan. According to your account, the seven tanks set off last night. They should have entered the ambush now." Mueller said aside: "The 58th Engineer Battalion sent a message that they had been busy all night, and now everything is in order there."

　　 "Okay, very good, how are the other troops preparing?" Xu Jun put down his binoculars and turned to ask Mueller.

　　"All are ready, now everything is under your control."

　　 Xu Jun nodded, and then asked: "Where are the proud vultures of the Empire? Are they here yet."

　　"Here, according to your order, they are circling 20 kilometers east of us. As soon as it hits here, they will be able to come to fight and beat the British off guard. The Air Force has promised us that they will give you 24 hours. Intermittent support and cover. In order to ensure that they can provide accurate support, they airdropped an air force guidance team to us last night and brought five sets of radio stations that we urgently need now." Mueller replied and pointed. He pointed to an air force officer standing in one corner. Because he was standing in the corner, Xu Jun didn't even notice that there were so many people here.

　　The Air Force officer took a few steps forward, standing straight with his heels together, and said loudly: "Air Force Major Carlo. Schultz, come to report to you, General."

　　 Xu Jun hastily saluted. "Welcome to you, Major, your guidance will bring us a more glorious victory in this battle."

　　 Shubaizi hurriedly returned the courtesy and replied loudly: "My team and I feel supremely honored to be able to serve you! Your Excellency General."

　　 Xu Jun was very satisfied, and smiled at Schultz and nodded. Then he turned to Mueller and said, "Then we will only wait for the British to attack. But I'm afraid they are going to consume me like this. I think we can now stimulate them a little bit as we discussed last night. It's a moment, Major Mueller?"

　　 Mueller's expression of ecstasy immediately appeared. "Yes, General, I'll make arrangements now." Just as Mueller was about to turn around and leave, Xu Jun stopped him again. "Major Mueller, remember, just irritate the enemy a little bit. Don't do too much, we must protect the honor of the German Army. Do you understand?"

　　 "Understand, General."

　　 Xu Jun turned around and picked up the telescope to observe.

　　 Colonel Glenn didn't fall asleep all night yesterday. He got up in the middle of the night and looked at the map for a whole night without thinking of a way out of the current predicament.

　　 Yesterday, he reported the battle to General Franklin, thinking that he would definitely receive another scolding. Unexpectedly, the old guy seemed to have suddenly changed, and he didn't get so angry as before. He only faintly blamed himself for a few words, and then just ordered himself to continue attacking the Germans today, and he closed the line after a few words of encouragement without pain.

General 　　's abnormal performance made Glenn's heart always frizzy. Something must have happened. Although he had contacted the 13th Brigade and they didn't find anything unusual, Glenn still felt a little bad.

　　 At dawn, Colonel Glenn dragged his exhausted body with several staff officers and began to patrol the soldiers' camp. Glenn Qiang patrolled the soldiers with a relaxed expression and smiled and greeted the soldiers he knew.

　　 Yesterday’s battle caused him to lose all the Matilda II tanks. Almost one and a half companies of soldiers were killed. At least one of the company’s soldiers completely lost their combat effectiveness, and worse Dozens of wounded soldiers and several junior officers were captured by the Germans, which severely affected the morale of the troops.

　　 Glenn now had to use his performance to save the low morale. He patted the soldiers on the shoulders and encouraged his soldiers with a friendly smile. Sometimes he talked cordially with nearby soldiers, and sometimes laughed loudly with the staff. The morale of the soldiers finally began to slowly recover with the efforts of the brigade commander.

　　Although Glenn tried to make himself appear sunny in front of the soldiers, his heart was still clouded. What happened yesterday was that the loss was too heavy, not only the loss of personnel, but also the loss of a large number of weapons. Many soldiers abandoned their rifles and ran back empty-handed because they were wounded. But now the number of spare guns in the brigade is not enough, and the logistical convoy has not arrived yet. Now some soldiers can only arm themselves with bayonets and shovel. How could I let these soldiers face the German machine guns and cannons?

　　 Thinking of the artillery, Glenn even had a headache. The 25-pound artillery battalion was bombarded with heavy artillery by the Germans yesterday. The ammunition pile was directly hit. The exploded artillery shell killed half of the battalion’s artillery and most of the artillery. Now I only have two 25-pounder guns and 20 shells that survived that disaster. How do I suppress the German heavy artillery?

　　 Yesterday evening, I saw that the Germans had brought another heavy artillery unit, and my heart trembled when I thought of this. And when he reported all these things to Franklin, the old guy still ordered himself to continue attacking.

　　How to attack? What is the difference between that and letting the infantry go to death. The only reliance on his hand now is the remaining 35 Matilda I tanks, but this tank is really too slow, and only equipped with a 12.7 mm machine gun. Using it to attack the Germans who are standing on the opposite side is really not very sure, but there is only this way.

　　 Glenn was going to try his luck again with the remaining tanks, and decided that if it failed again this time, the whole brigade would retreat immediately. Even if General Franklin sent himself to a military court for this reason, he could only go with him.

　　 General Glenn did not go to the tank battalion for inspection. He is now angry when he sees Fuchs. That coward was actually captured by the Germans with seven tanks with pepper, which was a shame to the British Army. Colonel Glenn didn't think about his performance when he first saw the German pepper smoke. It was no better than Fuchs~ IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire on the German position. Colonel Glenn quickly ran back to his command post with the staff. As soon as he walked into the command post, an officer ran over to report.

　　" Colonel, the Germans are provoking us. Come over and take a look. It is an insult to the British Empire."

　　 Glenn walked to the bunker and looked at the German position with the artillery mirror placed there. I saw the flags fluttering from the German position opposite the German military position. The German soldiers laughed and fired their guns into the sky, accompanied by Gunshots and several naked men violently dancing strange dances in front of the battlefield.

　　 Glenn couldn't believe his eyes. Are the Germans crazy? He wiped his eyes quickly, and then took a closer look, and he almost turned his back on the spot with anger.

　　The flames that burned here were lit British military uniforms, and the fluttering flags were torn open Union Jacks, which appeared to be on the captured Matilda tanks. And what makes Glenn most angry is that the naked men dancing in front of the position turned out to be the captured British officers. A German soldier was shooting at their feet with a pistol. In order to avoid bullets, they had to reluctantly Dancing that ridiculous "dance".

　　 Seeing this, Glenn was angry from his heart, and evil grew to the gall. Roaring and shouting at his subordinates: "Order all to assemble, enter the position, and prepare to attack. We must kill those despicable Germans. They have no humanity. They do not abide by the Geneva Convention. I will sue them! Go ahead, Send all the tanks and I will crush them. For the British Empire, for the King, kill these **** Germans. Attack!"