Chapter 1025： The 67th Armored Battalion arrived

"For the kingdom of Iraq, go!"

"Get rid of the British devils, go!"

"We rushed in. The weapons and food of the British are ours!" Even the tribal soldiers were not far behind.

Salahuddin was standing on a car, holding his binoculars, and looking at the British airport in the distance. At this time, the British were being attacked, and his own attack would surely proceed smoothly!

A famous soldier with a rifle trot and charged towards the British position, which had been cleaned up by German planes, and they would be able to overcome it easily.

Punch, punch, punch!

Fahad was holding his rifle and rushed to the front. Suddenly, his feet slipped and staggered, and he fell down!

"Da da da da!" At this moment, on the opposite side of the British machine gun position, the machine gun shot over violently, Fahad felt that on his head, the bullet was almost flying past, and the bullet flew past. The heat brought by the time made his scalp numb.

very scary!

Behind him, there was a scream. Several charging soldiers were shot by machine guns. They rolled on the ground, they cried and howled.

Opposite machine gun!

The soldier at the back quickly fell down. A machine gun abruptly blocked the charge of the Iraqis!

"Iraqis, you are coming up!" A British soldier was able to fight, but actually holding his Bren light machine gun, stood up, and shot at the Iraqi soldiers over there!

When he stood up, even if an Iraqi was lying on the ground, he would be hit. Countless unlucky ghosts who were shot, howling and howling, and even more, had already lost their lives.

At this time, if the Iraqis were brave enough, as long as they shot at the live target, they would be able to kill him, but they all held their heads, and no one dared to shoot!

This British soldier emptied the bullets in the entire magazine, then bent back, quickly replaced the magazine, and then stood up again!

Gunshots sounded intermittently across the entire British defense line and in the trenches, and soldiers with rifles also opened fire.

Under the blow of the German attack aircraft, they still persisted, guarding their positions.

Watching the soldiers in front of them hit by the bullets and watching the British show their power, the Iraqis finally gave up the offensive, turned around and started running back.

What a shame! What a shame, how come your own troops are like this? Salahuddin looked at the charge on the front line, but he was defeated and retreated. Suddenly, he was speechless.

On weekdays, you are a fool, and you know you will save your life when you start a war!

"Supervise the team, give me a supervise team!" Salahuddin shouted: "Tell the cubs in front, if you dare to retreat again, you will beat them severely!

Salahuddin was also anxious.

At this moment, there was a vibration on the ground. The vibration was not large, like a cavalry running, but the frequency was much higher.

What is it?

Salahuddin looked back curiously and looked at the wilderness behind him, where smoke and dust billowed.

It's an army, a mechanized army! Salahuddin suddenly thought of something, and all of a sudden, his face was full of joy. It must be the German tank troops, the troops of Marshal Rommel came!

The smoke and dust are the dust on the ground brought up by the tank when it is advancing at high speed, and the black smoke from the engine. Although he has not seen the specific appearance, he firmly believes that it will definitely be the German Legion, not the British.

why? Because the British are about to be defeated by Germany, otherwise, how dare you launch a coup so boldly? Behind one's own side is the German.

Sure enough, just as he had guessed, an army gradually appeared on the horizon. This army was full of strength, and all the mighty and majestic tanks were walking in front.

"Black Panther 3 is the German Panther 3 tank!" Salahuddin was extremely excited: "Our friendly forces are finally here! Tell our soldiers, show their courage, and show us in front of the friendly forces. Come on!"

It is indeed the German armored force, and the one who walks in the forefront is the 66th armored battalion that has repeatedly charged in the forefront! (It was written as 66 tank battalion, which is a clerical error. It seems that the Germans are called armored battalions, armored brigades, and armored divisions. The Soviets are all called tank battalions, tank brigades, and tank divisions. Who knows the difference?)

Now, the last British army is still being surrounded and annihilated by Rommel's main force. After hearing about the coup in Baghdad, Rommel quickly sent troops to support it.

Thanks to the low fuel consumption of the diesel engine, they ran for hundreds of kilometers and finally arrived. Now they still have enough fuel to support the charge.

Battalion Commander Karl-Maus exposed half of his body. As the tank was bumping, he held up his binoculars and looked at the situation in the distance. When he saw that the Iraqi army actually came into contact with the British positions and then retreated~www. novelhall.com~ He has disdain in his eyes.

Sure enough, there are no strong soldiers in the Middle East! The most powerful army, there are constant disputes here, but there are no determined fighters. Instead, it is a safe territory like Australia, but a powerful corps was born. It is really interesting.

"The whole battalion charged and crushed the British positions!" Karl Mauss commanded loudly with the radio microphone in his hand.

In the British airport, it is absolutely against the sky to be able to launch a few cannons. They certainly cannot launch anti-tank weapons. The open airport is the best battlefield for tanks.

The rear diesel engine rumbled, and the German war flag fluttered fiercely on the whip-like radio antenna.

Opposite, on the high ground.

Major General Smart's face suddenly turned gray.

Just now, he was still elated. The combat effectiveness of the Iraqi army was scum, and he was repelled by a machine gun from his own side. Fighting with such an army for a few days is no problem.

He even started to prepare for a counterattack. A unit composed of ground crews was ready to rush out and broke up the Iraqis in one go, so that they would never harass themselves again.

However, at this moment, he saw the armored unit in the distance. When he saw the sign of the opponent, Major General Smart knew that his battle had ended.

In fact, he had this hunch for a long time. Even if he wins the Iraqis, he will only delay his own defeat for a few days. When the German army arrives, he will never win again.

But now that he can't retreat, what choice does his side have?

"Give my order and prepare to surrender." Smart's voice was low. ()

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