Chapter 246

Mustache turned his head and put his face on the sight glass: "15 degrees to the left! Come on As soon as his voice fell, the gun beside him began to turn, and the German artillery on the other side was shaking the rotary rocker of the gun.

"Boom!" The German anti tank guns opened fire again, and another B1 tank was destroyed on the road, but the tank did not explode, just stopped there and did not move any more. The remaining French tanks seemed to have found the position of the German anti tank guns and began to turn slowly.

Although the French tank's turn had not yet been completed, the turret had pointed to it. The machine gun shot through the straw stack and hit the German anti tank gun, splashing a piece of sparks. The bullet hit a loader. The German soldier was hit in the chest by the flying bullet and fell to the ground with a groan.

Mustache fell down in a hurry, face down on the ground. And beside him, a German artillery operator was also hit by the bullet, one shot on the head, blood splashed on the cannon, looking very dazzling.

Just as the German anti tank gun position was attacked by the French, the German bofos antiaircraft gun on the other side opened fire“ Boom“ Boom Bofos antiaircraft gun's firing speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it has fired three or four shells at the French Renault tank following. These shells easily penetrated the side armor of the ft-17 Renault tank and made the driver into meat mud.

Obviously, the French were stunned by this round. A French armored car began to fire at the place where the bofos antiaircraft gun was, and accelerated to come. The rest of the French tanks, as well as armored vehicles, were still turning at the position of the German anti tank guns.

"Aim at that armored car! FireStarter! FireStarter! Come on The second squad leader was on one side of the bofos antiaircraft gun, lying on the mound with half of his head exposed, shouting. Soon Beaufort replaced the magazine, roared again, and the bullets stormed the French armored car, directly sieving the modified thing.

However, the anti tank gun position over there was destroyed. The French tanks were shot by machine guns, and all the German soldiers there were swept down. In a panic, a French B1 tank fired an outrageous 75mm caliber shell - the shell hit a house not far away, directly driving the house back to the foundation state.

With mp-44 in his hand, borol sweeps down a French soldier who is trying to rush over and drop a grenade. When he turns back to unload the magazine and reload the new one, he just sees the bloody anti tank gun position behind him. One German soldier who had been shot through his chest hung at the end of the cannon, while the other man, with his face covered with blood, fell motionless beside an empty ammunition box. Borol could even see the man's eyes. It seemed that he had just seen the back of borol's head when he died.

"My God..." borol muttered, "Baru! Cover me with fire! If it doesn't hold up, take people back to the village. "

While shouting, he struggled to stand up and quickly ran to the direction of the anti tank gun position with his weapon. Behind him, the French bullet hit the ground, only a few centimeters away from his heel.

Baru took up his G43 and ran out of ammunition at one go, which was to let the French firepower converge. Taking this opportunity, borol ran to the position of the anti tank gun and stopped. A beautiful flying tackle helped him finish the last one meter.

"Anyone... Hurt?" He asked as he gasped.

"Help me load a shell, hurry up!" Big beard lay on the ground and said: "the shell is not far from your feet."

Borol sprawled on the ground, picked up the shell that had fallen from the side of the body, and pushed it into the chamber according to the position of bearded finger. Mustache turned over and quickly adjusted the muzzle position. The French machine gun on the opposite side may have found mustache operating the cannon. It opened fire again, and the bullet flew around the anti tank gun again, raising a cloud of dust.

"Boom!" Mustache shot the newly loaded shell out of the bore. The shell flew to its target like a speed of light. The shell directly hit the front armor of the last ft-17 tank, and then penetrated through the armor plate of the tank like a hot blade cutting into butter. It flew into the cab of the tank with broken iron chips, Then it went through the driver's bone and into the engine behind the tank.

"We have to get out of here! They have tanks! You and I can't solve that big guy. " With an assault rifle in his hand, borol swept away all the bullets in his magazine. He grabbed bearded's arm and wanted to take him back to the village. However, he found that he did not pull, can not help a Leng.

"Let me rest here." Big beard covered his bleeding abdomen and grinned. He said and patted the anti tank gun beside him: "I can't do without my old man."

As he spoke, blood trickled down his lips to his beard, and his teeth were dyed red. After that, he pushed borol, then leaned against the gun and showed his teeth in pain: "let's go! Or you'll die here for nothing. "

Pushed by the last force of bearded, borol leaned against the wooden wall of the warehouse, staring at bearded, maybe only for a moment, maybe for a long time, he didn't know. However, after he realized his danger, he quickly adjusted his posture and stepped back to the front door of the warehouse. Soon, Baru and the machine gun team also retreated to borol's side, their flanks were lost, but the French kept their fierce attack in addition to the heavy losses in the front. The flat fire 40mm bofos antiaircraft gun finally found that it could not penetrate the armor of the rampant French B1 tank. The shells were thrown away when they hit the armor of the tank. And this French tank is slowing down slowly, adjusting the 75mm cannon on its body. The tank seemed to be more anxious to solve the problem, so the turret also turned, and the machine guns on the turret kept firing, splashing a piece of dust on the surrounding earth. The German troops in the front are retreating to the village. After all, they have lost their only heavy anti tank weapon. In addition to a heavily armored B1 tank and a light armored vehicle, the other armored vehicles of the French were also destroyed by the Germans“ Boom! Boom! Boom Several German soldiers in bofos antiaircraft gun position also knew that their weapons might take French B1 tank. There was really no good way, so they had to quickly turn the muzzle and hurl at the armored vehicle that was constantly firing. A shell hit the wheel of the armored car, and the unmodified wheel flew out. The body of the unbalanced armored car shuddered, but the machine gun also came over because of the vibration. A grenade hit a German soldier who controlled bofos, and the rest of the German Paratroopers were forced to lie down and look for cover. They hid in the bunker, picked up the gun from the ground, bent over the simple trench, and returned to the prepared shooting position. They met several people who had just destroyed the Markham heavy machine gun there, and they quickly returned to the direction of the village“ Boom There was an explosion on the flank of the village. The mines planted by German Paratroopers played a role. Several French soldiers fell to the ground and the surrounding rubble was scattered. In the direction behind, more French infantry were pounding forward frantically. Baru carries a G42 and breathlessly climbs up the second floor of a building. Borol at the back helps him carry two bullet chains. The two men set up the machine gun at the window, opened the ammunition compartment and loaded the ammunition chain, while the French infantry on the opposite side had been directly in front of them“ Dada... Dada. " The sound of the dense machine gun firing could not be heard. The sound of the German machine gun, which was unique for its super high firing speed, sounded like a chainsaw. The French infantry on the opposite side fell down in an instant. Borol came downstairs with his assault rifle. He saw two French soldiers breaking into the door. He picked up his mp-44 rifle and shot them down at the door. A grenade rolled down from the French soldier's hand and exploded at the door. The whole house shook, the walls and dust from the ceiling fell down, and borol could hear nothing but a hum. He covered his nose with his left hand and came to the door with an assault rifle in his right. There were two French soldiers outside the door, but now they were dead because of the grenade. Not far away, with the call of French, the French infantry were retreating, which made borol feel very strange“ Boom On the frontal battlefield, the anti tank team, which had a trench around the French B1 tank, fired an iron fist rocket. The rocket accurately hit the track of the tank and interrupted it. The B1 tank struggled twice and finally stopped, but its turret was still turning and the machine gun was firing fiercely. Hiding in the trench, loading, adjusting, changing a position and sticking out their heads again, the business of the two German iron fist anti tank teams seemed very skilled. This time, they aimed at an air inlet grille on the side of B1 tank, and a rocket hit this place accurately. The French tank was burning, and the captain pushed open the cabin door to escape. The Markham heavy machine gun hidden at the door of the warehouse, which had been kept secret, opened fire. The bullet with a roaring sound penetrated the captain's lung, followed by the driver, electromechanical man... In a word, all the people alive in the car were killed by the German.