Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 29: Paris (6)

　　

　　 July 26, 1940, as usual, was a sunny day.

　　 Second Lieutenant Hans of the German Wehrmacht. Rugner sat leisurely in the shade of the tree beside the checkpoint and ate breakfast happily.

　　 After eating the last bite of the scrambled eggs on the aluminum dinner plate, Rugner wiped the sauce of the fried sausage and scrambled eggs on the plate with a small piece of black bread, and then swallowed the piece of black bread. .

　　 With a satisfied expression on his face, the second lieutenant took a sip from the aluminum military cup with coffee on the ground, and then he hiccuped with satisfaction.

　　 Lieutenant Rugner picked up his cutlery and stood up and walked towards the men who were gathering around the bunker on the other side of the checkpoint.

　　 These German soldiers are now leaning lazily on sandbags and roadblocks in twos and threes, chatting and enjoying a delicious hot meal.

　　 The flame in the marching stove built with stones has long been extinguished, and the air is filled with the fragrance of resin burning mixed with the pleasant fragrance from the coffee pot on the military folding grill The aroma and the attractive taste of scrambled eggs and fried sausages give people a very warm feeling.

　　 has entered the second half of July, and the weather has started to become hot.

　　For those Germans from the north, the temperature is really pleasant now. The warm sun is shining on them. This comfortable feeling almost makes them forget that they are still fighting.

　　 The German soldiers had already started changing their outfits half a month ago. They took off their gray coats and began to put on refreshing summer uniforms.

　　 The officers seem to welcome this order more than the soldiers, as if it is because they can show off the medals on their chests every day.

　　 Compared with other German troops on the French front, the besieged troops on the outskirts of France are now on vacation, with comfortable barracks, abundant logistics supplies, warm and pleasant sunshine, plenty of leisure time, and even every day. Being able to take a comfortable hot bath, for a fighting team, this kind of extravagant life is simply depraved.

The officers of the 　　 army also saw this. They don't want these brave and brave soldiers to become weak and decadent because of this comfortable life. This is something they absolutely cannot tolerate.

　　In order to avoid this problem, the officers racked their brains to keep the soldiers busy, but no matter what new ideas they came up with, the status quo has not changed.

　　In order to consume the excessive energy of the troops and maintain sufficient morale, the headquarters was prepared to use infantry spades and sweat to solve this problem once and for all.

　　 The four infantry divisions built a full circle of fortifications outside of Paris. The trenches were dug like a cracked river bed. The positions were filled with dense traffic trenches and firepower, and the barbed wire was **** like bushes.

　　 But more than 50,000 strong soldiers and a large number of construction machinery units have done all this in two weeks, and the wisdom of the group is perfectly reflected here, and the outlying positions in Paris are now like It is like a battlefield fortifications museum, so that the veterans who participated in the trench battle of the last war would tremble with tears in their eyes when they saw the fortifications.

　　 Seeing that such a huge fortification construction work can be completed so quickly really makes the German commanders feel a little proud and gratified, but also a little worried, because it means that they have to start looking for the soldiers who are free. What is it to do this problem and headache.

　　The land is limited. If you build a fortification, you may have to dig into the city of Paris. This is absolutely not allowed.

　　Expand the fortifications to the outside? This is also unlikely. The generals of the command and group army headquarters stationed in the outer manor will definitely not agree to this. No general is willing to get up early in the morning and open the window to breathe fresh air, but the view is What appeared was a place of trenches and barbed wire, and a group of stupid soldiers carrying infantry spades.

　　 It might be a good idea to dig another anti-tank trench around Paris, but those first-line commanders don’t know how to explain to their soldiers why in order to stop the thirty poor and vulnerable vehicles in Paris. The worthless light tanks will have to dig out a canal around the city.

　　 The commanders, who really didn't want the soldiers to idle, finally came up with an idea to organize an infantry patrol to carry out armed exercises.

　　 Let the soldiers who are so boring to squat in the trenches and count buttons to form a walking patrol. Their daily task is to make a circle around the Paris ring road.

　　 At the same time, let the off-duty infantry carry out field training in the woods and wilderness on both sides of the ring road. This can dissipate the extra energy of these soldiers and maintain and improve the combat capability of the troops. It is the best of both worlds.

　　 So in the following days, the German armed patrols outside of Paris suddenly became more than ants. At the densest time, the distance between the two patrols was only 50 meters. This is not patrolling anymore, it looks more like a division-level armed marching training around the city.

　　 And in the thick woods and grass, you can see heavily armed German soldiers carrying rifles in actual combat exercises. There is a sound of gunfire and cannons everywhere. Although they use training ammunition, they succeed. Created an atmosphere of actual combat.

　　 These units are all highly trained elites with rich combat experience, so they quickly entered the state. The intensity of several confrontation exercises is almost close to actual combat. It is inevitable that injuries will occur in this kind of enthusiastic training activities. However, no one has died in the exercises so far, and it is finally the strictures before. The blessing of training.

　　 Thanks to these sufficient activities, the morale of the troops has improved dramatically compared to the previous stage.

　　 And these troops actually figured out a set of bushland combat styles in these training exercises, and invented a bunch of new tactics, which was unexpected by the commanders who made this proposal. The improvement in the combat skills of the troops made those commanders really cool.

　　"Sergeant Genel, have you got your salary this month."

　　 Lieutenant Colonel Deere lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then raised his hand and threw the burned match out of the window.

　　 "Oh, take it, sir. Why do you think of asking this."

　　 Genel skillfully turned the steering wheel and scanned the road and the bushes on both sides vigilantly.

　　 Genel was driving for Lieutenant Colonel Deher for the first time. It turned out that the driver had a cold, so he was temporarily transferred from the headquarters convoy.

　　 This is really not a bad thing. Although the conspicuous white flag was placed on the front of the car, and I heard that the Germans were very polite during the previous negotiations, no one can guarantee that the Germans will continue to be so polite. , Be sure that there will be a German bullet waiting to get into his head at the next turn.

　　 "Oh, what I want to say is, from the current situation, it is very likely that your salary next month will be paid by them."

　　 Lieutenant Colonel de Elle raised his finger and pointed forward, and a fully equipped checkpoint appeared in the field of vision of the two French soldiers.

　　 "It seems I didn't go wrong, sir." Genel said with a trembling voice.

　　 "Actually it's the same wherever you go, Genel."

　　 Deere squinted Genel.

　　 The car continued to drive quickly to the checkpoint. In a short while, Deer and the others were able to clearly recognize the features of the Germans.

　　 Some German soldiers were rushing into the bunker by the roadside. Deher clearly saw most of the gray artillery shield exposed on the pile of sandbags, and a black barrel was steadily pointed in his direction. It is a terrifying 20mm machine gun.

　　 Lieutenant Colonel Deer knew that the Germans would not fire at him, but he still felt a little hairy on his back. For his own unarmored target, this kind of rapid-fire small-caliber artillery was undoubtedly the embodiment of death.

　　"Stop, Genel."

　　 A German soldier stood in the middle of the road and gestured to the car to stop. Deerer quickly ordered the driver to stop.

　　 "I will get off the car and talk to them. You are waiting in the car."

　　 Deere turned his head and said to Genel, only to see the driver's fearful eyes.

　　 "Don't worry, we are messengers, nothing will happen."

　　 De El comforted the driver.

　　 "As long as you stay in the car, don't move around."

　　 Seeing Genel nodding desperately, Lieutenant Colonel Deher couldn't help smiling, then he opened the door and got out of the car slowly.

　　 De El straightened the hem of his uniform, and picked up his military cap and a small flag from the car dashboard.

　　 "Hey, I have to repeat it again. This is the number one time, sixth or seventh, forget it, no matter how many times I still hate this kind of thing."

　　 De El shook his head, then put on his military cap.

　　 took a fierce smoke, threw the remaining half of the cigarette to the ground, then his feet in bright leather boots crushed the sparks hard, Deere wanted to be more calm in the eyes of the German opposite. This is the only way he can retain his dignity in front of these Germans.

　　"I am the messenger of the Paris Army Command. I am here to negotiate."

　　 Deere spread out the small white flag in his hand, then puffed up his chest and strode towards the German soldier.

　　 "I'm Lieutenant Colonel De Herr of the Paris Army Headquarters, France. I want to see the commander of this checkpoint."

　　 De El walked up to the soldier, he raised his chin slightly with his chest, and looked straight into the soldier's eyes and said loudly.

　　 De El worked hard to maintain the dignity and pride of a French officer in front of the heavily armed German soldiers.

　　 "Sorry, Lieutenant Colonel, your credentials."

　　 The German soldier was a corporal. He gave Deher a standard military salute and then stretched out his hand.

　　 "Oh, here."

　　 De El hurriedly returned a military salute, then took out his ID from the chest pocket of the military uniform and handed it to the German corporal.

　　 "I didn't see you last time when I came, Corporal. Is the commander here a Lieutenant Stray?"

　　 De El took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and he took out a cigarette and lightly swiped it on the case.

　　"Please wait a moment."

　　 The sergeant did not answer De El’s question, he just nodded politely and then turned and walked towards the guard post.

　　 After a while, the sergeant walked over with a German ensign officer.

　　 "Ah, Lieutenant Colonel Deher, why did you come here this time."

　　 Lieutenant Rugner came over with a surprised expression.

　　 "Oh? Lieutenant Rugner, how did you deploy your defenses here. Isn't the commander here Lieutenant Stray?"

　　 "It seems that you have gone the wrong way. This is Highway 4, and I have just been transferred, Lieutenant Colonel. I really didn't expect to meet you here again. It was beyond my expectation."

　　 "It seems that the problem is with my driver. He still ran the wrong way out of the city, but in fact, it doesn't matter which way you go, you can meet your troops everywhere."

　　 De El lit a cigarette.

　　 "That's it. Colonel De El, are you still here to negotiate this time? Have you contacted the headquarters?"

　　 "Already contacted, but I went the wrong way, you see..."

　　 De El looked at Rugner embarrassedly.

　　 "Let me make a phone call and report this matter. You wait here for a while. I have hot coffee. By the way, let your driver drive over."

　　 De El is now sitting on an ammunition box, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.

　　 Genel was standing next to the lieutenant colonel, also holding a cup of coffee in his hand, passing the initial period of fear, and now the sergeant finally relaxed.

　　 Genel found that the Germans are not as scary as the legends, and to be honest, they are quite easy to get along with. He can now communicate with the German soldiers who are onlookers in bad German and the same bad French, although there are some obstacles. , But finally can understand what the other party wants to express.

　　 "Lieutenant Colonel Deer, this German soldier, like me, used to drive a forklift on the dock. Hehe, I didn't expect to meet a colleague here."

　　 Genel excitedly said to Deher.

　　 "Really, it's interesting."

　　 De Ele answered with a smile.

　　 The French lieutenant colonel calmly looked at Genel, who was talking excitedly with the German soldier in stammering German, and laughed knowingly when the two people said something, Deher Can't help feeling a touch of sentimentality.

　　 He looked at the determined and energetic faces of the German soldiers, the faces that were as young as Genel.

　　These soldiers are ordinary people just like themselves. Before they put on this uniform, they were ordinary workers, farmers, businessmen, and company employees, leading a plain and ordinary life.

　　 Why did they put on this uniform, picked up their weapons and went to the battlefield, Deher felt he knew the reason.

　　 are all these **** politicians, all those stupid careerists, whether they are Germans or French, everyone is just a **** in the hands of those people, and I am still playing the role of a pawn. An abandoned chess piece.

　　 "Lieutenant Colonel Deere."

　　 Rugner came over and he said with a smile.

　　 "I have reported this to the regiment headquarters and have received a reply. The above commanded me to **** you to the Imperial Command."

　　 "What! Emperor... The Imperial Command?"

　　 After hearing what Rugner said, Deher jumped up sharply.

　　What happened? Deher believed that his mission was not yet his turn to be handled by the German High Command.

　　 He thought he would be able to reach Feng this time. The headquarters of Admiral Bock, this is already considered an extravagant hope, in fact, only a division-level commander is enough to accept the surrender of Paris.

　　 De El never thought that this time he would go to the German High Command for negotiations. For a while, the French lieutenant colonel was there with his mouth open.

　　"Hurry up, Lieutenant Colonel Deher, take my car, and your driver will stay here to rest."

　　 Rugner urged loudly.

　　"Ralph, Hans, Sterling, the three of you will go with me, and the others will continue to be vigilant, Sergeant Rulf, you will be responsible for things here after I'm gone, pay attention to the woods, listen It is said that the guys in the third camp will engage in interspersed exercises today, so that they will not damage our toilets again."

　　 "Yes, second lieutenant."

　　 "Got it~IndoMTL.com~Sir."

　　 "By the way, remember to entertain our French friend."

　　 "Understood, sir, I will take care of him like my brother, haha."

　　"Don’t giggle, you guy. Don’t sit on the mine box and smoke. Next time I will put on the fuse."

　　 Rugner talked and laughed with his subordinates while leading three heavily armed soldiers to the edge of the woods, where a German VW82 military jeep was parked in the clearing.

　　"Lieutenant Colonel, get in the car, the commander doesn’t like waiting for someone."

　　 Rugner was sitting in the driver’s seat and beckoning to Deher. The three soldiers had already been in the back row, and were now busy fixing their 98K rifles on the rifle frame in the middle of the car.

　　"Do you know? They are just ordinary people. There is nothing to fear. Be careful yourself and wait for me to come back. Be careful not to let them mess with my car. These Germans are very curious, don’t let them mess up Up."

　　 Deere asked the driver Genel. After hearing Rugner’s shout, he quickly agreed, and then turned and ran towards Rugner.

　　 "Sit down with me, Lieutenant Colonel."

　　 Rugner opened the door on this side for De El from the car.

　　 "Thank you, Ensign Rugner."

　　 Deere jumped into the car, and then waved to Genel, watching the driver smile and salute at him carelessly, the lieutenant colonel had a foreboding that his previous instructions might have been told to the cattle.