Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 37: Play against (3)
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e August 5, 1940, it was a rare good weather for the German defenders on the island of Genzi. After more than a week of hazy clouds, the sun finally generously revealed its full picture to people.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e blue sky, snow-white floating clouds, golden soft and warm sunshine, the English Channel revealed its gentle side to the German soldiers, let Those German soldiers who had already thought of the overwhelming clouds and damp haze as a specialty of the English Channel in their minds were amazed.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The memories of all soldiers guarding the island are deeply carved with traces of this sunny day in early August, but not because it is a A rare sunny day, but a story about a demon.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e His short brown hair is covered with mud and grass, his young face twisted by pain, his blue eyes staring blankly. In the sky, the face of the enemy was reflected in the dilated pupils, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to be praying on his deathbed. In the end, he was calling his mother or apologizing to his lover. The dead officer could no longer give an answer.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "Poor fellow, it seems he can never go for a walk in Trafalgar Square anymore."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain loosened the neckline of the corpse.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Send this back to the UK, he is a brave fighter."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Captain pulled open the collar of the opponent’s uniform, pulled down the British lieutenant’s identity card, and then raised his hand and threw it at Wall, who was standing on the side. Sergeant.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Publishu003c/divu003e "Yes, sir."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e The sergeant caught the shiny piece of metal neatly and put it in the pocket of his chest.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Vill Vincent, Lieutenant of the Marine Corps."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e The German officer looked through the documents found in the shirt pocket of the opponent.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Is he your chief?"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German Captain turned his face and asked some British soldiers who were kneeling beside holding their heads.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e These British commandos, who were once tough and brave, are now kneeling sullenly on the mud. The tawny military uniforms are covered with mud and The blood stains looked really embarrassed.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e But what you saw in the sharp gaze of the German officer was that although these British soldiers knelt on themselves with their heads in their hands. In front of them, although they had a look of fatigue and frustration that could not be concealed, and although the wounds under the bandages were still bleeding, their eyes were still burning with hatred and indomitable flames.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The corner of the German captain's mouth showed a sneer.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "You, that sergeant, tell me the position of this lieutenant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain pointed to a British captive with the rank of sergeant and said that he was the strongest of the group of captives. A huge and strong body like a rock.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The big man knelt there and shouted, rather than shouting, he was yelling.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "I asked you about the position of this British lieutenant in your army. You must know this officer, Sergeant Babel."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain seemed to be very interested in the British sergeant's reaction. He stood up and turned to the strong prisoner.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Hello, don’t you understand my question?"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Well, you are embarrassing me, Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e The big man continued yelling and answering without expression.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "Wolf, haha, do you remember anything after seeing this scene?"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Captain turned his face and smiled at his subordinates, but Wolf felt a chill in his heart, and he saw that again The devil's smile, a nightmare that can never be forgotten, once again appeared before his eyes.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Long...sir...you won't...sir, please think about it carefully"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Hehe, don’t you think that’s interesting, Wolf, that’s really interesting."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The handsome captain's mouth is slightly upturned, and he smiles charmingly, but Sergeant Wolf feels his sweat has soaked his back .
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The British sergeant is still roaring mechanically, and it seems that he enjoys the feeling of fooling the Germans.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "You are really an idiot, Sergeant Babel."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain slowly circled the sergeant, and the other British prisoners were kicked and kicked aside by the German soldiers.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Babel yelled again, he felt that he was great now, just like those legendary heroes.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "Do you want to be a hero, Sergeant Babel."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain asked in a gentle manner, his tone of voice was gentle like a brother facing a little brother who has done something wrong.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "I see, Sergeant Babel, you are such a stupid bastard."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 34238991. Sergeant."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German captain smiled and slowly turned behind Babel.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Last chance, tell me the position of that officer in this unit, and then tell me everything you know, you will be forgiven and Reward, Babel."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The German Captain bent down and grabbed the commando’s hair, and the smiling demon put his head in Sergeant Babel’s ear and spoke softly.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Sergeant Scott Babel, Royal Marine Corps, No. 342..."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Sergeant Babel failed to finish the last line of his life, and a delicate and sharp German officer with a sword cut him sharply Pipe.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The strong Sergeant Babel covered his neck with an expression of disbelief and fell to the ground. This brave commando soldier is now Twisting and struggling like a fish thrown on the river bank, blood is continuously sprayed from his fingers like spring water.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Due to suffocation and pain, Babel’s eyes were almost staring out, and the despair and unwillingness in those eyes showed all the people present. They were all shuddering. No one thought that the blood in this giant's body would be so much so red. After a while, the mud under the sergeant's body turned into mud mixed with blood.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "When you get to hell, don’t forget to say hello to Satan for me, Sergeant Babel, my name is Kaorich, Frank Ka Captain Eurich."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e Demon, no, Captain Kaourich crouched beside Babel, who was coughing and spitting blood, and said softly.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Well, whoever of you wants to be the second one."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The devil stood up and shook off the blood drop on the short saber, the sharp weapon in the morning sun There was a strangled cold light on the ceiling.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "You... the corporal, you can tell me the position of the lieutenant, and of course all you know about the operation Details?"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Kaourich smiled and inserted the saber into the scabbard around his waist, then pointed to a capable corporal in the group of prisoners and asked.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "You... You are a demon."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The British corporal stared blankly at Babel, who was lying in his pool of blood, convulsing, and he turned his face abruptly to the captain officer. Shouted.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "You have violated the Geneva Convention, you killed the prisoners, you are all demons, murderers..."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "Bat!"
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e With a clear gunshot, the corporal's forehead was blown off.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "I agree with you, corporal, I admire your bravery."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Kaourich said with a sneer, holding an artillery-type Lugar p08 to the twitching corpse on the ground.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e " But this kind of behavior is really stupid. Since I have violated the Geneva Convention, then I won’t mind violating it a second and a third time. "
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Then he looked at the stunned prisoners and asked coldly.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "Who among you wants to satisfy my little wish? Who wants to be the third one."
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u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishedu003c/divu003e "Start the search now, and be sure to find the remaining British people and not let them escape from this island."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e Kaourich gave the order viciously. He was almost mad at his mistake. After such rigorous planning and preparation, he was still Letting some British soldiers rush out of the encirclement was ashamed of him as being slapped in the face.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "How did they escape our encirclement, it's incredible."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Wolfe said on the side.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishu003c/divu003e "It was my mistake. I gave them a chance to escape."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Captain slammed the map in his hand onto the desk.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e "I shouldn’t have allowed the artillery to fire, I was really dizzy. The artillery bombardment disrupted the sight of our soldiers, but it was given to the British. Taking the opportunity to escape, what's even worse, their commander is among them."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e After the impressive and brutal interrogation, the Germans got everything they wanted, and the will of those British captives has been brutalized The German officers were completely destroyed.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e In the face of human torture, they may be able to persist after training. But if you are facing such an inhumane demon, you can't stand it if you are a little weaker.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e soon one prisoner surrendered, and in this case as long as one prisoner starts to confess, others will soon give up. At that moment, the desire for life overwhelmed the obsession with honor, and no one wanted to die for nothing.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e According to the confession of the British captives, the Germans finally had a general understanding of their opponents.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e This British force is the famous Gomand commando in history. To say that it is famous in history is only for Xu Jun, a guy from the future, who was just a special force just formed at the time.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e France's continuous defeat on the battlefield and the heavy losses of the British navy made Churchill completely abandon his plan to re-landing in France to fight against the Germans.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e Now the United Kingdom is gathering all the forces that can be used to resist the British Empire at all costs to prepare for local defense.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e But waiting for the enemy’s attack is really a morale-damaging thing. For Churchill, who has always been known as a hardliner, this is what makes him. The veteran British colonialists absolutely cannot tolerate it.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Churchill firmly believes that the noble British Empire will never and will not allow it to be defeated by the barbaric Germans. Although the current situation is very unfavorable for Britain, it can even be said that it is the most critical moment.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishedu003c/divu003e However, Churchill firmly believes that the crisis will pass, and the final victory must belong to the empire belongs to His Majesty the King. This cannot but let people say that Churchill’s will or this The imperialists have gained a new understanding of pervasive attachment.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e In order to get rid of this passive situation, and to reinvigorate the low morale of the people and the army, Churchill decided to launch a counterattack.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Because only counterattack, only by fighting on the enemy’s land and winning can the current government regain the trust of the people.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e If you can get results from it, even the smallest victory can have a huge impact on the current negative emotions in the UK.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e However, mobilizing a large force to cross the sea to counterattack is completely suicidal. Churchill still understands this. He is not crazy enough yet.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e Not to mention that the current British can't put out extra large forces to make him waste, and the navy has also rejected all similar attempts.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*publishedu003c/divu003e Churchill thought of small-scale harassment tactics and used strictly trained special commandos to launch surprises and harassment against the French coast controlled by the Germans.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e If you fail, the loss will be affordable to the United Kingdom, but once you win, it will be the most effective encouragement for the current British nationals.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e Churchill ordered from the Army and Marine Corps to select soldiers and officers with rich combat experience or excellent personal abilities to form this team. This is too much imagination The guys also personally named this unit.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Unfortunately, Churchill in history has never shown that he has this talent. Like all the bad names he has put forward, this unit has also been He gave a name with no aesthetic feeling. . . . "Leopard Force".
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Fortunately, the clear-headed chiefs of staff at the time rejected the name, and they don’t care whether the prime minister who was very enthusiastic about the matter was happy or unhappy, anyway, absolutely Don't let this commando go to the other side of the Strait with a name that will make the German laugh.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The last officer who fought in the Boer War proposed a name that satisfies both sides, "Gomande".
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e The name of the "Gormand" Boer commando, a name that once made the regular British Army fearful.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e Of course, South Africa is now a vassal of the British Empire. It is not harmful to use that name, and it can also deter the arrogant Germans.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e I thought of letting the name that was once a nightmare for the British army re-shroud the German army and suffered a lot in the Boer War. Churchill was also excited about this.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e So the Gomandel force was quickly established. The personnel who participated in this force, from soldiers to officers, were all selected from the local army and marines. The elite that came out.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e The guidelines for their actions are very clear, launching sneak attacks on German targets along the French coast.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e This army has fierce personnel and excellent equipment. Due to the special nature of their tasks and the danger of their actions, they are allotted to them. Both are the most sophisticated automatic weapons of the British Army.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e Most of the soldiers have acquired a Thomson 1928 produced in the United States, which is the favorite Chicago typewriter of the American gang fire.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e This kind of guy with a rate of fire of 700 rounds per minute can instantly sift the target, although the hit rate is not high~IndoMTL.com~ but powerful It is absolutely terrifying.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e In this battle, the German infantry can also be regarded as a master of this guy's power. Within 20 meters, this automatic weapon is good for Germany who only possesses Mauser rifles. As far as the infantry is concerned, it is a fellow of the same level as Death's sickle.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e This is also the reason why the British soldiers can tear through the encirclement of the German army and escape, because for the German army who only built simple fortifications and had ordinary infantry firepower Soldiers say that the power of automatic weapons is invincible.
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*Releaseu003c/divu003e "The opposing commander is a despicable coward. I must find him. I will solve all this by myself."
u003cdivstyle=*display:none*releaseu003c/divu003e The demon angrily stood beside the corpse of the British soldier and roared loudly.
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