Chapter 342

A German infantry who wanted to cross the street and rush to the opposite side was hit by a bullet. His body trembled and fell to the side of the road. His body was twisted by the shoulder of the road. After two convulsions, he did not move again.

Not far from him, two German soldiers with rifles were shooting at their targets. They were attacking a French garrison, an old three story building.

A shell whistling over the roof, not far away from the explosion, with a black smoke, a huge explosion deafening, splashing debris and gravel everywhere, 200 meters away can feel the violent vibration.

The shock wave and the huge sound shattered the glass of the surrounding buildings and fell to the ground, while the building nearest to the shell collapsed in an instant.

"Machine gun team! Set it up here! Fire at the building over there, cover the infantry and get close! Come on A German infantry platoon leader leaned against the wall of a building and yelled at the soldiers behind him. His accent is a little hoarse, it seems that the days of fighting also brought him a little tired feeling.

In the room behind him, a German machine gun was quickly set up under the busy work of the machine gun team. Through the curtains, the black muzzle of the gun stretched out of the window and aimed at the French position. They were waiting for the platoon leader's order, and they just pulled the trigger to suppress the French fire.

The bullet hit the foot of the platoon leader, splashing a gray smoke. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the general, in a piece of rubble bent over to urge his troops to move forward quickly: "left and right! about! Move separately! Pay attention to the French fire points, anti tank team, come to me! Come on

A bullet hit the wall on one side of him, leaving a deep bullet hole less than 20 cm from his ear. He squatted down and waited for the rocket launcher team to run up, then patted them on the shoulder, put his face to their ear and cried out: "see the building over there? The French defenders there are fighting hard. Give them a shell. I'll shut them up

The soldier with the rocket launcher nodded that he had heard the order. The ammunition loader behind him jammed a rocket into the barrel of the rocket launcher and knocked on the antitank man's helmet.

When the platoon leader saw that they were ready, he gave a loud order: "three, two, one! Cover the fire With that, he took a step forward, took a G43 rifle, pointed it at the window on the second floor of the building, and shot out all the bullets in his magazine.

The machine gun, which had been in ambush for a long time, roared along with it. With its tongue of fire and tracer bullets, it swept to the French position, where it rolled up a piece of white smoke, which made people know that the opposite side must have been badly hit.

The German infantry on both sides took their weapons and fired at their targets. The bullets were packed in the building where the French army was holding fast. The German army's advantage of dense firepower was revealed at this moment. Soon, the French machine gun position was silent, and some of the protective rifles disappeared.

The anti tank hand carrying the iron fist anti tank rocket launcher knelt on the ground, leaned out and aimed at his target. A stream of smoke spewed out from the tail of the rocket launcher, and a rocket quickly flew to his target. Then there was a violent explosion. The window with the French hatches heavy machine gun could no longer be seen clearly because of the explosion smoke, But the gunfire in this area seems to have stopped with the explosion!

"God! We surrender! Don't shoot! We surrender In the French position, a voice called out in German.

"Hands up! Let's see you don't have weapons in your hands! And then come over! " A German soldier leaned against the wall and replied loudly in French.

"Don't shoot! We're coming out! We're out of ammunition! Don't fire The Frenchman still yelled in German, and then a gaunt looking French soldier came out of the ruins. He held his hands high, threw his gun on the rubble and walked out carefully.

He was still holding a white handkerchief in his hand, his neck shrank in his coat, his body was covered with dust, and many places on a pair of leather boots were worn out of shape. His head was covered with a wide rain shield that looked like ancient armor, and his eyes were full of fear and prayer.

"Medical guard!" A German soldier lay on the ground not far away and cried out. A few minutes before the end of the battle, he was hit in the thigh by a bullet and was lying in the middle of the road, covering his injured area and waiting for help.

Two German soldiers came forward with rifles on their backs and squatted beside him. One helped with the wound, while the other just looked around. It took about 30 seconds for two soldiers with medicine boxes to rush over and start rescuing the wounded German infantry here.

One after another, French soldiers came out of the ruins, and where they abandoned their guns, they almost piled up a hill of guns. About a battalion of French soldiers raised the white flag. These French soldiers squatted together in frustration and were watched by a dozen German soldiers with cigarettes in their mouths.

The French soldiers, with their heads in their hands, watched two German medical guards nearby rescuing the infantry wounded by one of them. A few minutes ago, they were still enemies. Now some of them are screaming when they are wounded, and some of them become prisoners and squat here in humiliation. On another street a few hundred meters away, the fighting continued. The German army began to make use of the defense line of the surrendered French army to detour back to the recalcitrant French army, and the two sides were engaged in a crazy struggle between several buildings. A hidden machine gun position of the French army caused a lot of casualties to the Germans. Almost five German soldiers fell on the road of charging. But with the unique tearing sound of G42 machine guns, the German courage came back again. The super fast G42 machine gun easily suppressed the French machine gun position, and the German grenadiers began to interpenetrate between the two wings, and soon got close to the throwing distance of the grenade - so it was impolite that several grenades came to the French machine gun position at the same time. After a heavy smoke, nothing could stop these German soldiers who were shouting "long live the Fuehrer" and charging forward. This is a Torah. This is the fast lane to hell. Every life becomes small here, every breath is precious here. The burning of fire and the burial of debris, every soldier who can survive here is the elite of the elite, living here for an hour will be more thrilling than living in the ordinary life. This is the most real battlefield. There is no such crazy person in the TV series who shouts to encourage his comrades to charge. There is no such scene of attack and defense as imagined. There are only people who put their faces on the ground and pray for their continued life. They will cry when they are hit. When they run, they will bend their back and bow their legs. How ugly is the posture. But here, it's a real battlefield. It's a real battlefield. Unlike the German armored forces, which attack rapidly, the German infantry are responsible for encircling and annihilating the enemy troops surrounded by armored forces. Their combat tasks are often to capture the targets with enemy garrisons in complex terrain. These soldiers are not covered by tanks and armored vehicles, and lack of firepower support from the air force. They have to pay a heavy price every step forward, but they still complete all the tasks assigned to them by the military. They proved with their own practical actions that the German army is not the only armored force in the world. They won the respect of all German generals with their own sacrifice. No matter in the muddy country road, or in the ruins of the city, no matter in the vast forest, or in the boundless mountains, the German infantry have proved to the world the strength of "the first army in the world" with their perseverance. The French army, which was short of ammunition and supplies, surrendered after three hours, and the scale of this surrender was unprecedented - an elite French infantry division stationed here surrendered to the German 7th infantry division, and about 8000 French soldiers laid down their weapons. In the afternoon, the French soldiers nearby surrendered one after another. Apart from a small number of resistance, these French soldiers gathered in groups to share some unsavory food from the German army. But there was no expression of the defeated on their faces. Because of hunger and lack of ammunition, they showed a very optimistic attitude to be able to eat a full meal after surrender. Colonel Friedrich took over a flag symbolizing the honor of an army from a French major general. He heard from his headquarters in the suburb that the French troops who resisted his advance had finally surrendered. A few minutes ago, he led his chief of staff and guards to drive into the small town with gunfire. German war reporters surrounded the victorious German colonel and division commander, who was wearing a long coat and his coat was not neat. Frederick's chest was hung with bits and pieces, which made him look like a grocery vendor. He was wearing a pistol and an armed belt, a large leather bag with maps on his back, and a telescope on his chest. This dress made him look funny, but his face was wearing a tired and excited smile. The magistrate, who handed over his army flag, had a look of depression on his face. German journalists certainly won't miss such a wonderful moment. They immediately pressed the shutter, and the "bang" of the magnesium lamp sounded, recording this moment full of contrast.