Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 36: Seaport

　　 "Something's wrong." Henderson looked at the port area outside from the window. "It is impossible for the German bomb to have so many stinky bombs."

　　 The soldiers have just calmed down from the excitement of escaping from the dead, and are now busy dressing up the wounds of the few soldiers who were injured. After hearing Henderson’s words, they all squeezed to the small window and looked out of the window. Look over. When they saw the current situation in the port area, they all took a breath. Now the little bombs were scattered everywhere outside. On the roads and in the clearing, you could see the dark little demons everywhere. There are too many to count. Even the hoods of trucks parked on the side of the road have a few bombs of that kind embedded in them.

　　 "Sergeant, then why do you think that thing didn't explode." A soldier asked.

　　 "I don't know, but it's by no means as simple as stinky bombs." Henderson looked at the dense small bombs outside the window, feeling a little numb in his scalp.

　　 "Then shall we go out and have a look." One of Henderson's men asked.

　　 "Are you crazy? What if that thing explodes."

　　 "You are going, remember to pay me the money you owe me first."

　　 "What a fool, how did you live till now?" All the soldiers objected this time.

　　 "Hey, stop arguing, who knows those guys?" Henderson interrupted the soldiers' quarrel and asked outside the window. The soldiers hurriedly stopped the noise and gathered around the window and looked out.

　　 I saw a few officers crawling out of an air defense trench on the other side of the road, and then cautiously running towards them. At first they were cautiously jumping around on the ground to avoid the small bombs and various debris fragments, but the small bombs were still lying there silently and there was no sign of exploding at all, the officers' courage When they got older, they waved to the air defense trench, and then started running straight toward Henderson's house. Immediately afterwards, a large group of infantrymen climbed out of the air defense trench. They closely followed the officers and began to quickly pass through the bomb zone.

　　 "That seems to be our company commander Berthe, as well as the company's deputy and platoon commander, and our company's brothers in the back, haha, they are still alive." A soldier shouted happily.

　　 Henderson was not happy at all. He always felt a bad feeling. He stared nervously at the little bombs. More and more soldiers crawled out of their anti-aircraft trenches and quickly ran in the direction of Henderson. Hundreds of British officers and soldiers are already passing through the bomb zone, which is the edge of the port area. They only have to run past Henderson's hut, and the city is behind.

　　 The explosion happened at this moment, and without warning, the small bombs started to explode in twos and threes among the group of people. Shrapnel flying around knocked down soldiers near the explosion point or threw a soldier with the worst luck into the sky, followed by more explosions. The group was stunned by the sudden explosion. The whole group paused for a while, and then started shouting and rushing out of the bomb zone at a faster speed. As the team advanced rapidly, the small bombs began to explode one after another, one after another. The team is still braving the shrapnel from all over the world, and their only way out now is to leave this **** as quickly as possible. Now the soldiers no longer cared about their comrades who were blown up. They only knew that they ran desperately, leaving behind the team screaming and moaning wounded and **** corpses.

　　 The bomb exploded in pieces, and the soldiers were knocked down in pieces. The bomb near Henderson's house also started to explode. The shock wave shattered the glass of that small window, and everyone in front of the window was embedded with a few pieces of glass. But they still did not leave the window. They waved their arms to the comrades who were struggling to escape in the bomb zone, shouting hoarsely for them, praying that some of them could escape.

　　 But when the officers running in the front were blown down ten meters away from this room, Henderson and his soldiers finally despaired. They stopped yelling and left the window silently. Henderson gritted his teeth and pulled out his bayonet and slashed at the concrete wall fiercely. He cursed the **** Germans with all the most vicious words he knew, who used such a despicable and vicious weapon without humanity. The soldiers were sitting or standing leaning against the wall, some bowed their heads silently, some held their heads and sobbed, some clenched their fists and looked out the window in grief, and some began to kill them. The dead prayed.

　　 "Boom..." With a violent explosion, the whole room trembled, and a large amount of mud fell from the ceiling, and the room was filled with white dust. Everyone coughed from the dust.

　　 "Ahem... It's the roof, and there are bombs on our roof too!" a soldier coughed. "A few more and we will be buried here."

　　 Henderson was also stunned by this sudden situation. This room is a water pump house in the port. Although the walls are made of reinforced concrete, the roof is just a cement prefabricated panel. The continuous explosion of bombs. It is not yet known how many of these objects have fallen on the roof, but judging from the distribution density outside, it is definitely more than one or two. Now the surroundings are all blocked by that kind of bomb, and running out of the house is suicide. Yes, this is the pump room, there should be underground repair pipes. Henderson searched around the room, clutching his nose, when suddenly he found an iron cover on the floor in a corner of the room. He hurried over and pulled up the lid. "Brothers, come with me." Henderson took the lead and crawled down into the dark hole.

　　 "Dang!" Henderson pushed open the iron cover above his head, then crawled out of the exit with both hands.

　　 He first took a deep breath of fresh air, the air in the tunnel was really choking, then he started to look around, and then the soldiers crawled out of the hole one by one.

　　 Henderson didn't know where he ran along the pipe. There were tall walls around here, and there was no one. A tall water tower stood above his head. Water tower? That is still on the edge of the port area. However, there was no bomb nearby, and I was finally safe. Now we should report the situation in the port area immediately. No one should enter the port. Henderson decided to find a way out from here immediately, and then immediately find a call to report to his superiors.

　　 Suddenly another anti-aircraft sirens sounded, just like half an hour ago, those anti-aircraft guns sounded again from all over.

　　 "Sergeant! What should we do? There are no air-raid trenches and houses here, only the water tower. Shall we go back to the cave to escape?" a soldier asked.

　　 "No, let's go to the water tower! The thing is round on the top, and the bombs can't stop." Henderson felt that the higher the bomb, the safer it was to deal with that kind of small bomb. Then he led the soldiers to climb to the top of the water tower. When a group of people climbed to the top platform of the water tower, the scene in front of them stunned them all.

　　 From this high platform, you can see the entire port area. Now the entire port area is like boiling water. There are small groups of explosive fires everywhere, and groups of gunpowder smoke fill the air. . And in the air, countless German planes shuttled back and forth, and they were still dropping that kind of bombs on the ground. The anti-aircraft guns almost blacked the entire sky, and the tracer bombs rushed towards the black sky like a series of meteors. The German planes roared and roared and scattered tons of death to the ruined harbor. A horrible and **** picture with a little magnificent picture was displayed in front of Henderson.

　　 "Damn it, they are still throwing that kind of bomb into the port." A soldier yelled angrily.

　　 "Look, Stuka!" Someone screamed and pointed into the air.

　　 "Where?" Henderson began to look for traces of that scary strange bird in the air.

　　 "There, they are diving!"

　　 Henderson finally saw an unforgettable scene for him. The four Stuka dive bombers swooped down toward the harbor at an almost vertical angle, and as they got closer, their famous screaming began to reach Henderson's ears. When he saw the targets of those bombers, he couldn't help being shocked.

　　"They want to blow up the trestle bridge! They want to blow up the trestle bridge."

　　 Henderson cried out in fear. At this time, he could even clearly see the iron cross marks on the tails of the planes. Suddenly, the planes dropped bombs, and four black bombs fell vertically toward the trestle bridge, and the planes immediately roared and pulled their noses into the air again. Henderson and the soldiers held their breaths, and their eyes followed the bombs falling.

　　 "Haha! No hit!"

　　 Henderson and the soldiers jumped for joy. The trestle is too narrow. As a result, the four bombs fell on the left and right sides of it. The splash of water that exploded was 30 meters high, and then it shot on the trestle bridge, but the trestle bridge that looked tattered still stood tall and moved. Did not move.

　　 "The quality of the Frenchman's engineering is really nothing to say." Henderson laughed and patted a soldier on the shoulder, and almost took the poor guy down the water tower.

　　 "Sergeant, ship! Our ship! They are entering the port, my God! They want to force into the port!" Another soldier pointed to the port entrance and shouted to Henderson. Henderson quickly turned his head and looked at the entrance of the harbor.

　　 "God!" Henderson also exclaimed. "Don't they know that this place is being bombed?"

　　 At the entrance of Dunkirk Harbor, four large transport ships are rushing towards the port area.

　　 "Will they succeed? Sergeant?" a soldier asked.

　　"I don’t know, maybe. If those German bombers were carrying small bombs of that kind, they might be able to reach it safely, which would not be able to sink such a big ship. The ship should have been hit by Stuka’s bomb. God bless them to dock safely on the trestle bridge."

　　 Henderson nervously watched the huge transport ships slowly approaching the harbor. Apparently the anti-aircraft guns on the shore also found them. Now all the anti-aircraft artillery fire on the shore has moved to the sky above the ships, and they are working hard to protect the transport ships. The anti-aircraft guns on the transport ships were also madly firing shells into the air, and tracer bullets of various colors intertwined a firepower net over the ships.

　　 "Look, the Germans are attacking!" a soldier called.

　　 I saw a dozen Stukas roaring and rolling towards the transport ships from all angles. The anti-aircraft artillery fired more violently, and the gunners fired desperately, struggling to prevent the attack of the terrifying dive bombers.

　　 "Hit!" Henderson's soldiers exclaimed.

　　 A Stuka rushed too low, and it plunged into the tight firepower net, and was hit by the dense artillery fire and exploded in the air in an instant. Then two more Stukas were hit by the shells and rolled and smashed into the water. The remaining Stuka quickly dropped the bomb early, and then dived out and fled high. As a result, only one bomb hit the deck of the middle ship, while the other bombs only exploded on the water in vain.

　　 "Good job, haha! It's great. Those anti-aircraft gunners are so good!" The soldiers all cheered, and they hugged each other to celebrate this small victory.

　　 "Look, the German plane has escaped." A soldier shouted happily, pointing to the sky. I saw that the black bomber group was slowly flying towards Belgium. Those Stukas followed closely behind the group, and the fighters were also arranged in a neat formation to protect on the side of the group. In just a few moments, the planes flew away. Henderson's vision disappeared.

　　 "They are not running away, they have completed their work and returned." Henderson looked at the exploding port and shook his head and said, "Look at what they are doing now. That's it."

　　 "Don't sigh, Sergeant. Look at the ships that have entered the port. I don't know what they have brought us. Haha, I hope we have fresh beef." His men were comforted.

　　"What should I do now? Even if they reach the trestle bridge, we can't go there to unload the goods."

　　"There is always a way, sergeant, this kind of problem is not something we soldiers should consider."

　　 "That's right, let's go down. Maybe we have received reports of those bombs in the port area. Let's return to the team first." Henderson sighed long and walked towards the stairs of the water tower. .

　　"Woo..."

　　 Henderson trembled when he heard a dull whistling sound.

　　 "It's a heavy artillery!"

　　 Henderson quickly ran back to the railing and looked at the transport ships.

　　 "Boom..." A huge water column rose on the side of the transport ship, and it was even higher than the bridge of those ships.

　　 "It's a German 210mm heavy howitzer. Oh my God, the transport ships this morning were sank by this kind of gun." Henderson shouted. "There is no way for them to evade in the port. Get out!"

　　 At this time, more of these dull cannonballs roared, and within a few seconds, dozens of huge water jets rose into the sky around the transport ships~IndoMTL.com~ and the ships also exploded at the same time. A huge fireball, black smoke enveloped the decks of the four ships in an instant.

　　Heavy artillery shells hit the huge transport ships one after another, turning the decks of those ships into a sea of ​​flames. They started to move irregularly on the water, but no one could tell that the boats were not avoiding the shells, and the boats had lost control.

　　The largest transport ship lost her bridge and bridge in the second round of German shelling. Now she leaned the boat and rammed into her companion on the side. With a loud roar, her bow slammed into her companion's body, and then burst into a ball where the two boats were connected. Hundreds of meters high, the horrible fireball, the ammunition on the two ships finally exploded, and the huge circular shock wave was so powerful that it could be seen with the naked eye.

　　 The ship that was hit was almost torn in half by the waist, the deck was tilted up in a strange posture, the steel plate of the hull was twisted into various poses, and flames gushed out from the open hole , The huge black plume of smoke had risen to a height of several hundred meters. Then, accompanied by a sour metal twisting sound, it rolled over to Yisi. After ten seconds, everyone can only see its barnacle rudder still exposed on the water. And its heavy hull has been inserted deeply into the deep silt of the harbor. And the transport ship that got into trouble had already plunged one end into the water before it, and now only half of the **** was left on the surface with smoke.

　　 The German heavy artillery is still falling towards the remaining two seriously injured transport ships. Henderson tremblingly looked at the terrifying scene before him and sighed: "God, please save us."