Chapter 669

For the first time, 110 butcher bombers flew in formation at medium and low altitude, and dropped a total of 600 tons of bombs. One bomb after another landed on the US * position not far away, rolling up smoke and fire. That's 600 tons of napalm. For the Americans who are concentrating on the attack, it's almost like a nightmare. The sound of the explosion started to extend backward not far from the front of the position until it was invisible to all. The American soldiers were in a panic. The place where they were supposed to be full of friendly troops behind them was now burning mercilessly. There is only one pitiful sentence left in everyone's heart: the 8th armored division, it's over“ butcher! hooray! I love you Donner got up from the foxhole and waved his arm to the ta-152 fighter escorted by the butcher bomber in the sky. He was so overjoyed that he completely forgot that the other side's bombing position was at least 100 meters away from their position, which was still full of American soldiers“ Are you crazy Borol rushed to his signalman, but it was still a step late. The American gunfire started. Borol felt the blood splashing on his face and neck, and then he fell heavily into the foxhole with Donner in his arms“ Ah At this time, Donna's scream came into borol's ear. He looked up and found that Donna's wrist had been hit by a bullet and his left hand had disappeared. Blood was gushing from the huge wound on the wrist, and it looked very frightening. Borol quickly pulled out the first-aid kit from his side pocket, pulled the bandage from it, tightened Donner's wound in a hurry, and gave him hemostatic bandage. The gunfire around him gradually became sparse. It seemed that the Americans had given up this attack and began to retreat“ You idiot! You may be the last fool to die in this battle! Where can I find the medics for you at this time? What do you stand up for? You don't want to die? Well As he bandaged Donner's wound, borol swore, ignoring that the blood had dyed his trousers and shoes red“ If... You don't mind... It's better to change professional people to do bandaging! " Behind him came a voice. As soon as the battalion commander turned around, he saw an American Medical guard holding his hands high. Borol was so scared that he quickly grabbed the pistol beside him, but the American opposite obviously didn't plan to do anything about you or me: "I used to study medicine in Germany, so I speak German well... I surrender, the battle is over." When burrow was in the foxhole, he found that his crotch was covered with blood. He was so scared that he quickly touched himself. When he found that there was no wound, he was relieved. So two German soldiers and an American soldier were chatting in the foxhole. At the same time, in the headquarters of the eighth armored division of the United States, Barton walked up to the armored command vehicle which had been launched. He looked back at Damanhur who was still burning and exploding, sighed and gave the order to retreat: "maybe we can't come back any more. Order all the troops that can be contacted to retreat! Go straight back to Suez. If we go to Cairo now, we will never see Suez again. " The staff and guards closed the door of the armored car together, and the two armored cars around them also started. The huge radio antenna swayed back and forth with the bumping of the car, just like the branches in the wind. Then there was a jeep following one another, and a dozen trucks filled with listless American soldiers. All the way East, the motorcade raised a piece of dust along the road, choking people's eyes. On both sides of the road, there are dozens of 155 mm caliber howitzers, empty ammunition boxes and abandoned armored vehicles and trucks that can't be destroyed in time. Not far away, one by one M4 Sherman tanks joined the fleeing team. When they arrived, it was an army of more than 100000 people, with more than 1000 tanks and hundreds of planes. Now they are disheartened and have to rout all the way back to the place far behind them.