Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 199: Break the city (2)

Infantry Corporal Corwin knelt on one leg by the flower bed, and the seven remaining men in his class squatted behind the fence of the flower bed. The non-commissioned officer in the novel felt a little nervous. He loosened his right hand holding the submachine gun grip, stretched his fingers a few times, and then wiped the sweat from his palm on the trouser legs of his army pants.

This is not the first time he has served as a vanguard mission. The flexible-minded and skilled Corvin is very appreciated by the commander. In the battle of France, the first platoon leader who had trouble with the vanguard, defender, and flank reconnaissance was always him. Because of this, he was promoted from an ordinary private soldier to a corporal squad leader in a short year. And there is news that when this battle is over, he may be promoted to a higher level, and there are rumors that he may receive an Iron Cross medal and award from the division.

Colwin turned his head and looked at the second squad leader across the street. After exchanging glances with him, he nodded to the rear to signal that everything was ready. The platoon leader squatted on the steps of an apartment and waved his arms forward. Two squads of German infantrymen clung to both sides of the street and began to move forward quickly.

Kelvin has participated in dozens of village and town assault battles, and also participated in the final street fight in Dover. In his opinion, this block is indeed a suitable place for ambushes, and he is fully psychologically prepared. Welcome a **** street fight.

The platoon leaders did not disagree with the decision of Company Commander Sauer. At this time, no amount of caution cannot be overstated. The Germans decisively dispatched two squads of infantry as the leading soldiers, following the battle formation. The street search moves forward.

Now they are still not sure whether there are enemy guards here. If not, of course everyone is happy, but if the British army really set up a defense line here, of course the Germans will not be afraid of this trouble, they only worry about being here. It takes too much time.

According to previous combat experience, the best way to encounter this kind of community is to launch a pincer offensive from both wings, with a mobile infantry squad to disperse the enemy’s resistance to fire, and dispatch armored vehicles or tanks to break through the enemy’s flanking defense lines. Just open a gap. Everything else is easy to handle. When the time comes, just follow the steps written in the combat manual to divide the enemy's position, suppress the enemy's firepower, and finally concentrate your own forces to clear away the remaining enemies one by one.

But in this place. This set of tactics has no room for deployment, because the special terrain restricts the mobility of the troops. There are large areas of residential houses around them, and there are no other detours except for advancing along the main road in the middle.

"Go ahead. Follow up, hurry!" Kolwynping took his submachine gun and began to walk quickly along the ramp. This street, like other main roads in London, has only two narrow streets. The driveway, the sidewalk left for pedestrians on the street is less than half a meter wide, and it is also occupied by the steps, small flower beds, and street lamp poles at the entrance of the apartment along the street.

Kolwin’s infantry squad plus him exactly eight people, the squad leader and deputy squad leader, plus three machine gun crews and three riflemen. There were originally ten people, but one rifleman was shot cold outside Dover, and the other was opened by a British bayonet in a field encounter. In the past, this kind of battle attrition. The superiors will soon deploy supplementary troops to keep them full, perhaps this time because the troops have been moving, and Colvin's infantry squad has not been supplemented by personnel until now.

"Pay attention to those windows." The infantry corporal whispered to the soldiers behind him. He walked forward quickly with his weapon in his waist. The soldiers followed behind with their equipment. After impacting forward for almost twenty meters, Colwin stopped on the steps in front of an apartment.

"Stop, the machine gun is here, everyone is on guard." Kolwending leaned against the protruding steps and gave orders to his men. Immediately he waved to the second squad across the street, turned around, holding a submachine gun, and began to provide cover for the movement of the friendly forces.

This is the current infantry street combat tactics of the German army. The command manual issued by the High Command spends a lot of time on how to ensure the safe movement of troops in this community street environment.

Infantry soldiers generally take a single column and move close to both sides of the street. If the strength of the troops permits, you can set up troops on both sides of the street, one after the other alternately covering the advance, so that the soldiers only need to defend the side and the area directly in front of them, and give the guard task above their heads to the friendly forces, which can reduce the size of the soldiers. Combat pressure.

The German machine gun is the core of the entire infantry combat. Most of the tactics were developed around machine guns, and the German combat philosophy was also reflected everywhere in street operations.

The machine gunner steadily stepped forward with the mg34, opened the folding tripod, and placed the machine gun in the fence of the apartment steps. The deputy shooter and the ammunition hand squatted on both sides of him, and the squad leader Colwin stood behind the machine gunner. , Holding the binoculars and began to observe the alert.

The infantry in the second squad moved quickly along the street. Due to the obstruction of flower beds and steps, a group of soldiers involuntarily ran a series of S-shaped trajectories. Colwyn's men couldn't help but smile upon seeing this. These guys forgot that when they moved before, they actually looked the same.

Before the Colwyn’s horses converged their smiles, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded, and a little bit of gray smoke rose up on the asphalt pavement around the second shift queue across the street. It was a bullet. The dust and debris exploded when the pavement was broken, the steel-core armored warhead fell like raindrops, and sparks were shot on the stone curb of the sidewalk. The deputy squad leader of the second squad and the machine gunner behind him fell head-on on the sidewalk, blood gushing from under them, and a large area of ​​the ground was instantly stained red.

"Attention! There are enemies!"

"Where?"

"Hidden!"

"Under that flower bed, fire! Kill that bastard." Colwin discovered the firepower point carefully disguised by the British army, and he yelled furiously, pointing in the direction of the target.

Max, the machine gunner of Colwynban, is a lively guy, and he has a lot of friends in the platoon. He and the machine gunner of the second class have a special affinity. It can be regarded as an irresistible relationship. He witnessed the tragic death of his friend. This is cheerful. The young man was irritated. He pulled the bolt fiercely and began to shoot continuously at the flower bed pointed out by the squad leader.

The terrible rate of fire of the German machine gun is a nightmare for all enemies. The British infantry has long been deeply touched by this. Now facing this kind of terrorist weapon that can’t tell where the split point of the gunfire is when it fires. A brave British machine gunner had only one Bren half empty of his magazine in his hands. Undoubtedly, the battle immediately became a unilateral crush.

The German machine gunner instantly suppressed the British firepower. The surviving soldiers of the second squad took advantage of this gap and began to evacuate backwards with the wounded. At least two soldiers were seriously injured and completely lost their ability to move. With the help of their comrades, they could not leave the danger zone.

"Watch out for the roof opposite!" a rifleman yelled, and at the same time raised his rifle to shoot at the spire roof diagonally opposite. Colvin quickly raised his head to check, but he could not find a trace of the enemy.

"Hiding behind the chimney, he is a rifleman." The German soldier continued to yell.

"Kill him, use a grenade." Colvin ordered.

One of the riflemen took out the grenade launcher from the leather case behind his waist, and he skillfully twisted the bolt to fix the iron pipe to the muzzle. Afterwards, the soldier fumbled a few times in the canvas grenade bag and took out a personnel grenade with a beige shell.

He unscrewed the safety cover outside the warhead, exposing the bombing fuse inside, and then carefully stuffed the slender grenade into the launch tube.

"Aim, don't worry~IndoMTL.com~We suppressed him." The comrades encouraged him. The two riflemen had already pressed the British soldiers behind the chimney and could not show their heads.

"No problem." The soldier withdrew the bullet from the cartridge, then took out an empty bullet from the cartridge and stuffed it into the magazine, pushing the bolt neatly. The launcher adjusted the firing angle a bit, and then pulled the trigger. After a dull noise, an anti-personnel grenade flew out of the muzzle, exploding a cloud of smoke on the ridge next to the chimney.

After a few seconds, a limp human body leaned down from behind the chimney. He slid down a few meters on the roof ridge, then fell off the eaves, and hit the steps in front of the apartment heavily. Above, the German riflemen fired several shots at the figure in a reluctant manner. They stopped shooting until they confirmed that the opponent was dead.

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