"These stupid Germans! Do they think they are made of iron? " An Italian commander put down his telescope, then knocked on the 75mm antiaircraft gun beside him, pointed to the German Paratroopers who were attacking there, and ordered: "aim in that direction, fire and suppress them!"
"Yes! Sir The Italian artillery nodded and aimed his artillery at the German Paratroopers who were attacking. He shook the handle and aimed the gun. Then the loaders pulled out a shell from the reinforced concrete shell storage compartment and loaded it into the gun chamber.
"Fire!" With an order, the Italian soldier, who had a clear advantage in heavy weapons, pulled his gun. It turns out that not all Italian defense projects are shoddy. At least the airport was carefully designed and built by Italians when it was built.
The shell hit the German Paratroopers in the attack crowd, and several paratroopers fell in the pool of blood. The impact was suppressed by the explosion, and the Italian firepower of the substitute shooter was found. After the short-term cease-fire, the German Paratroopers began to roar, and the situation became more difficult.
Borol watched as his soldiers were overwhelmed by the enemy's bullets and shells. But there was really no good way for him except to attack as soon as possible and break through the Italian position. In fact, retreat is also a choice, but this choice has long been deleted from the dictionary of German Paratroopers.
"Did you get in touch with battalion 2 on the west side of the airport? What's the situation over there? " On the top of borol's head, a row of enemy troops shot craters and were steaming with hot air. Bullets were flying everywhere, and sparks were splashing everywhere. Everyone had to keep his body as low as possible to avoid the enemy's fire.
"Sir! They are also suppressed by the Italian firepower. We didn't consider that there would be such a tenacious Italian counterattack before The company commander who followed borol said with a bitter smile, "they occupy a high place and have heavy firepower. Don't we have any plans?"
"Of course there are plans!" At the same time, far away from the place where they were fighting in borol, general Holt, with his hands behind his back, said to his men with a smile in a front-line headquarters just set up: "the main reason why we don't carry heavy firepower is that our heavy firepower can arrive on the battlefield at any time!"
"You mean our support firepower has reached the battlefield?" An officer was puzzled and looked at his boss. Then he suddenly realized something and began to smile: "this is really what those Italian bastards suffer."
Just as the commander of company 1 asked borol if he had any plans, two Stuka bombers dived from borol's head. The shrill sound of the irregular fuselage rubbing against the air, accompanied by the sound of the whistle, made the whole German paratrooper feel happy.
This is simply the most wonderful music in the world, because it is a great hymn to save their lives. When a bomb dropped from the belly of a Stuka bomber hit the concrete fortification of an anti-aircraft gun position, all the German Paratroopers cheered, because the wind from the huge explosion was so fresh that it blew away all the gunshots of the resisters.
Before the Italian garrison could point the flattened antiaircraft guns back to the sky, the German bombers suddenly went into battle. The two Stukas were just the vanguard in the front. At this time, at least ten Stukas swooped down from the clouds behind the two Stukas, aiming their terrible heads at their targets.
"Come on! Hurry up Just now, the arrogant Italian officer was already in a hurry. He wanted to go to battle himself and aim the 75mm antiaircraft gun at the rampant German aircraft in the sky. He pushed aside the hand shaking the handle, shaking the handle himself, pointing the muzzle of the cannon at the German plane in the sky.
The whole position around the airport has been bombed into a sea of fire by these Stuka bombers. The Italian garrison, which has just steadily occupied the dominant position, has now broken up in chaos under this devastating attack. The so-called resistance has become a complete joke. Now they don't even have the ability to escape guns, let alone stop those fierce paratroopers.
"Aim! Aim at that plane! Knock it down and everyone will be rewarded 1OOO no! 3ooo!” The officer shook the adjusting handle of the cannon and encouraged his subordinates around him. Hearing this large sum of money, the soldiers worked very hard and soon aimed their guns at a German plane in the distance.
Unfortunately, they didn't see behind their heads that two German Stuka bombers had aimed their dive course at the permanent position of the anti-aircraft gun. They start to dive, whistling, and then point the 2omm cannon on their wings at the unsuspecting prey.
"Suddenly! Suddenly German pilots are not allowed to attack Italians. On the contrary, they are armed with bombs and full of ammunition. They are ordered to destroy all resistance. So they didn't hesitate to pull the trigger of the fire, throwing the dense bullets at the enemy under their sight.
Before the Italian garrison on this antiaircraft gun position could react, they had been shrouded in a barrage of bullets. There were flying sparks everywhere. The dense machine guns broke everything that blocked them, including the antiaircraft gun and the Italians around the antiaircraft gun. In a flash, it became bloody. The cannonball broke the fragile human body into pieces. Blood and minced meat were sprayed everywhere. The Italian officer sitting on the gun only felt that his body had been hit by a huge force like a hammer. When he opened his eyes again, he saw his intestines gushing out of his stomach. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but the blood blocked his throat; He wanted to move his body away from the gun, but now his leg was a few meters away; He was full of regret, regretting that he should not have come to such a bad place and carried out such a bad task. Then he knew nothing, because his eyes were dark, and then he lost all consciousness. When the German air force appeared, the German Paratroopers knew that their helpers had arrived today, and they could absolutely suppress all their opponents, because at least they had not seen the scene of the German air force being beaten by their opponents in the sky. As a matter of fact, these bombers soon destroyed the Italian defense system and drove the recalcitrant Italians out of their fortifications. Borol led the troops to attack, and the process was very smooth. The Italians seemed to realize the importance of their lives in the heavy bombardment. They surrendered in groups and laid down their weapons in the face of the German Paratroopers. Although they are still dominant in number, their will to resist has been completely destroyed by the roaring Stuka. Just like the Dutch and Belgian troops almost two years ago, they have never seen this kind of three-dimensional attack tactics originated from Germany. Today, they finally appreciate the original German air ground Blitzkrieg, and their performance is no better than that of other countries. In the past, when they were allies with the Germans, they just felt that the other side was a cold and reliable ally; Now that they are hostile to each other, Italy finally understands how terrible their ally is when they are enemies. After shooting down an Italian Garrison who did not lay down his arms, borol rushed into the headquarters of the Italian airport with his subordinates. Several Italian officers in the headquarters dressed very respectably, like a group of gentlemen, handed some documents in his hand to borol: "Sir, we surrender on behalf of all the soldiers here, Here's the list of aircraft in stock, and the list of military personnel. I hope you don't shoot and kill people any more. "Borol took the documents from these officers, then nodded to the surrendering officers and said," now it's taken over by the Third Reich defense force. I hope you can cooperate! " He spoke in German and didn't care whether the Italians understood his sentences or not. Because he knows that the other side only needs to know one thing, that is, don't disobey the rifle in his hand. These Italians are very cooperative, except for one. With a bitter smile, the Italian pulled out his pistol and smashed his head with a gun under countless guns. No one knows what his idea is, because it's all born too fast. Just when the whole Italy was in chaos, an Italian transport ship docked on the dock in a small port across the sea from Sicily in the south of Italy. There were a group of Italian officers waiting here, as well as several men in German defense forces uniform. They were waiting on the dock, waiting for the transport ship to stop steadily with their hands behind their backs. When the ladder was put down, a soldier in a cloak, escorted by the guards, stepped down from the transport ship. The Italian general went over and finally saw the man's appearance under the cap of the cloak. He looked at the other party in surprise and asked himself in surprise for a long time: "how can you be here?" Today continue to make up for more, Long Ling these days crazy code word debt, really tired that, dare to ask for a monthly ticket ah!!! In addition, maybe the third one is a little late. You can watch it tomorrow morning. For mobile phone users, please visit http: www.yunlai.com//