Chapter 415

All people, as long as they are not idiots, know to sum up the experience and lessons after failure. And the threat of death makes people learn faster and better. Sometimes veterans will be very unwilling, because their unique skills and even experience will be learned and absorbed by their opponents bit by bit, and eventually become a means to kill themselves.

This time, the British were very smart. They scattered the formation and approached the German position little by little. Instead of shouting, they jumped up and charged. Instead, they crawled forward and narrowed the distance between the two sides little by little.

And learned a move, the British commanders began to pay attention to the two wings of the German machine gun positions, they use heavy machine guns to suppress the shooting can place, will those carefully camouflaged positions full of white smoke. However, this tactic is obviously easier to use. The German machine gun was forced to give up the more efficient suppression of the two wings, and then reluctantly returned to its own defense line, waiting for the fierce attack of the British.

As time went by, the British finally got close enough to give full play to their number advantage, so the real attack began. With the fierce firing of some light machine guns, the British infantry began to leap up and attack. Almost at the same time, the long guns and short guns in the hands of the German soldiers roared. The bullets of both sides came and went, and the flames generated by the explosion of the flares lit up the nearby sky.

"Suddenly! Suddenly The assault rifle in borol's hand is in the hands of the veterans. If it happens to be on the firing distance of about 200 meters, it can be called an individual artifact. Although the recoil force of this weapon is not small, the accuracy is excellent, especially for the firing at the distance of 200.

Each time borol taps the trigger, he will shoot two bullets. The muzzle jump of mp-44 just makes the bullet rise slightly. Generally, it can hit the other side's chest, causing one shot death.

He kept aiming at the muzzle of the gun, looking for his own target by the light of the flare, hitting one British soldier after another. The bullets from the British soldiers splashed dust around him, but he couldn't see them. He just aimed there and opened fire.

The light of the flares had not disappeared. Standing beside borol, Donner, who kept firing G43, saw with his own eyes that in a foxhole not far away, two German Paratroopers were hit by British bullets and fell on their backs with a scream and blood mist. Compared with the previous attack, the British obviously achieved certain results. They began to cause casualties to the German Paratroopers and began to really challenge the opponent's defense system.

Those who are familiar with fighting all know that you can't retreat at this time. Retreat at this time is tantamount to giving your life to your opponent, which is almost the same as suicide. Veterans know that even if they retreat, it should be after the British attack.

So even if some of the British soldiers had touched the first row of foxholes, the core part of the German defense line, the German army still didn't mean to retreat. They threw grenades to drive the British out of their fortifications and beat the British soldiers with more fierce fire.

It seems that the British soldiers on the opposite side have also been given the order to fight to the end, so the British soldiers who should have retreated long ago have no intention of retreating at all. The war has entered the most tragic stage at midnight. The two sides are fighting each other with hand grenades in the crisscrossing positions, and even in some places the soldiers of the two armies have been torn together.

"Put on the bayonet!" He gave orders to Donald, and then borol threw out the last grenade in his hand. Not far away, several British soldiers were overturned by the explosion. The scream made the silent night very noisy.

The third flare flew into the sky. Borol took his weapon and aimed at a British soldier who was throwing a grenade not far away. With the sound of the gun, the man's arm was split in two. The grenade with the man's palm and half of his arm fell into the foxhole occupied by the British. Then the explosion sent five or six British soldiers into hell.

Before he had time to turn back, a British soldier yelled and jumped into the foxhole where borol and Donner were. Donner was startled with a rifle and quickly met the British soldier with a bayonet. The other side's level of bayonet fighting is obviously not very good, but Donna, the new paratrooper, is not an expert either. Both of them look at each other's guns and dare not step forward.

"Suddenly!" Borol had no gentlemanly demeanor. He immediately shot out the British soldiers who might want to fight fairly. Then, without looking at Donald with a strange expression, he found a direction to continue to fire.

While firing, he yelled: "don't be in a daze, cover my side! Next time if you don't move, I'll kill you first! "

"Yes! Sir Donna picked up his rifle, looked at the twitching corpse at his feet, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

When another Englishman wanted to jump on him, downer naturally shot him through the other person's chest. Suddenly, he felt that he was no longer afraid or hesitant, and became an absolute killer - but this feeling was really good. It was really good to pull the trigger and then continue breathing.

At this time, borol withdrew his magazine, inserted his last magazine into the gun, and bent down to pick up the Lee that fell on the ground? Enfield's rifle was set up by the foxhole, then he fell on the ground and continued to fire. He could not remember how many people he had killed this evening. He only knew one by one, one by one. Covering his new recruit, William? Donner didn't know how many people he had killed, because just around their foxhole, there were no bodies of five British soldiers lying in all directions. The second British soldier who rushed into the foxhole was stabbed to death by downer with a bayonet. The blood from the blood chute on the bayonet splashed his and borol's faces. By this time, borol had run out of bullets. He used the British rifle to defend the front of the position until he was shot in the arm. The sky is still not bright, dawn is not coming, the Germans are still holding their ground, the British are still not getting the results they want. A lot of things are expected, but no one expected that the loss would be so huge. When the Englishman retreated, borol lay in his foxhole, only gasping for breath. Donner sat there with his rifle in his arms. The blood on his face dried and splashed. He had no idea how many layers. When the first platoon leader with a few soldiers found borol, he knew how heavy the loss of his company was. There are no living people in the whole two platoons, and there are only 30 wounded soldiers in the first and third platoons. When he set out to get on the plane, there were 123 soldiers in his paratrooper company, and now there are only 32 left. So many unknown soldiers, so many young faces, have become the dust of history in such an endless night. No one can remember these wretches who left their hometown to give their lives for the head of state. Even if they are forever recorded in history, they are just an impressive number of casualties“ Retreat. " With just one word, borol fainted. And these wounded German Paratroopers, so silent, helped each other to leave their position for most of the night. The men hobbled back slowly and indifferently to where they had started in the evening, and on both sides were the second defensive positions of the German Paratroopers. In this position, there is another parachute company, another insurmountable mountain, and a real great wall of blood. It was only at 2:15 a.m. that the British barely saw their target bit town. After paying more than 900 soldiers' casualties, they realized that it was not a supposed German battalion but a dissatisfied German paratrooper company that was standing in the way. Only then did the British know what kind of troops they were fighting with, and they really realized how far away they were from the coast. German soldiers use blood inch by inch to seize the land, want to take back naturally to pay more blood inch by inch. This is the reason of the German Paratroopers, this is the reason of the German people, this is the leader akado? Rudolph's point. Life and death battle, no one will retreat. The two sides continued to struggle for every inch of land. The actual control area of the German landing forces was compressed by the British counterattack forces for a whole circle, but the British did not see the beautiful coastline. The morning has finally arrived, and the rising sun has brought countless hopes and new life to the world. German bombers appeared in the distant horizon on time. In the port of Rotterdam, the second wave of landing troops accompanied by aircraft carriers slowly drove out of the port, and another round of new fighting was about to begin.