Battle of the Third Reich

On the night of August 20, 1940, for many people on both sides of the English Channel, it was a sleepless night that will always be remembered in the heart.

At noon on that day, the German Army landing cluster had already boarded all ships in Dover and Gravoline. The materials and equipment were also loaded. The fleet began to organize outside the port, and everything was being compared. The timetable set by the German military headquarters was carried out closely, and the arrow was already on the line, ready to go.

The Luftwaffe is still firmly in control of the air control within a hundred kilometers around the landing area of ​​the landing fleet. Fighters fly in groups along the patrol route. Under the guidance of the radar station, they intercept and eliminate all daring air targets.

Dozens of Stuka bomber squadrons searched back and forth along the center line of the strait at an altitude of 1,500 meters. The British ships that appeared within the patrol range, whether they were thousands of tons of transport ships or 20 tons of motor boats, no matter Whether you are a warship or a civilian ship, as soon as you enter their line of sight, you will be immediately attacked with merciless mercilessness.

The Stukas screamed down from the sky, smashing one after another fifty kilograms of armor-piercing shells on the decks and decks of those poor British ships, bombs destroyed the hull, machine guns shot at the crew who fell into the sea, the German pilots showed With no mercy and mercy, these groups of gray vultures hovered over the heads of British ships, diving from all directions towards the deck, until the ships and her sailors sank to the bottom of the sea, leaving only the sea A mass of oil stains and foam, the vultures will leave with unwillingness.

"It seems that they are very happy." Miguel's upper soldiers leaned on the side of the transport ship and looked up at the Stuttgart fleet flying overhead. These dive bombers were empty under the belly, obviously fighting well outside. . German infantrymen on the deck of the transport ship cheered and waved towards the dive bombers, and the pilots waved the wings a few times as they flew over the transport ship.

"These pilots are very hard, and they will be dispatched again immediately after refueling. No one can stop to rest and go to the sea in the past few days. It is up to them to protect us." Lieutenant Commander Erhard took a list of supplies They are counting the materials and equipment belonging to their platoon on the deck, followed by Sergeant Rudolf in the platoon.

"Sir!" Miguel quickly stood up and saluted.

"The lunch break is almost over. After five minutes, I will return to the cabin to prepare my personal equipment. The last transfer exercise will be carried out at two o'clock in the afternoon." Lieutenant Erhard returned with a salute and then lined himself up loudly Soldiers gave orders.

"Understood, sir." The soldiers answered loudly.

These soldiers have carried out countless net climbing trainings, and have carried out dozens of rushing beach drills in landing craft. They have been able to complete these tactical actions very skillfully, but the command still thinks that the training is not enough, and is afraid that Where will the chain fall when it is critical. But this time it should be the last training. The rest of the time will allow the soldiers to rest and maintain sufficient physical strength to enter the landing operation.

Most of these infantry were born in inland Germany, and many of them came from mountain forests. The command headquarters spent a lot of time and effort to make these infantrymen no longer fear the ocean, and are familiar with the sway of the waves and the bumps of the hull.

The headquarters also dispatched a group of naval sailors to teach them how to quickly recover from the painful seasickness. These will directly affect their lives. Everyone is struggling to learn everything related to landing. Skills. Work **** physical fitness and balance training.

Now the time to verify their efforts has finally arrived. After tonight, everyone must withstand the test of the real battlefield, not only their personal skills. It will also test their wisdom and courage.

The morale of these German infantry soldiers is high and they are not afraid of any challenges. These young men are at their peak, both mentally and physically. They believed that under the brave offensive of the German Wehrmacht, no enemy could stop them from marching towards victory. All attempts to block the German advance will be crushed by the iron palms of the infantry marching boots. And those enemies who are overwhelming by their own strength. In the end, there will be a desperate scream under the bayonet of the 98k rifle.

During the entire day of the 20th, the infantrymen only need to perform some basic exercises. The rest of the time is mainly to familiarize them with the transport ships they ride. The sources of these transport ships are diverse, ranging from standard Atlantic cargo ships to luxury cruise ships that once traversed the world, there are passenger and cargo ships that were commissioned in the last war, and there are high-speed transport ships that are less than two years old. These ships have different uses and different structures. The aisles in the cabin are like a labyrinth. Unfamiliar people may not be able to find the passage on the upper deck for a long time. Not to mention how much delay will occur in the event of an emergency. Eating, drinking and sleeping on the boat is enough to cause a big mess.

"Look at the infantry, the skill is pretty good, do you see that big man? He can still climb so fast with a machine gun." Hank sat on the turret of the tank, dipping an enamel with an oil brush The oil in the bowl, he smiled as the infantryman on the large transport ship next to him climbed up and down on the net rope hanging on the side of the ship.

"There's another layer to apply, and then tape on the outside." Lavik instructed Karl to apply oil seals to the seals on the gunner's side door. This was the last preparation. They had done everything they could. This tank No. 4 just waited for the moment when it roared and climbed the English beach, proving its strength with the blood of the enemy.

"Check the straps on the side skirts again. I don't want to wait until I want to install it, but I don't know where this thing is." Snyder carried a blowtorch and grilled the rear of the turret. Group car numbers, two blood-red letters xi with white frames, which means that this is the first car in the department.

"No problem, very strong. These belts are new and will tighten even more when they are soaked in seawater." The telegrapher pulled the straps on the glove box, and the two side skirts were removed. It was tied to the car body. Because of the reaction of the car unit in the last test, the two things were deformed and almost caught the pulley, so Snyder quickly issued an order to remove The two skirts were dropped and stacked up and tied to the glove box. Wait until the login is successful before finding time to install it.

"Remember to check the fuel and battery again, fill the spare fuel tank and gas cylinder. Gentlemen, this will be the most glorious moment in our life, we will be the first batch of people on the British coast in a thousand years This is enough for you to show off to your children and grandchildren for a lifetime." Snyder turned off the blowtorch and said proudly with his hard turret armor.

"Did you see those tanks? This thing can travel from the bottom of the water and climb directly from the sea to the beach. I bet that the British guys can't believe what they saw is true." Sergeant Aubrey wore a strip White army sports vest. Standing next to a fire equipment box on the deck of a cargo ship. He carried a small thermos, added a little hot water to the aluminum cup placed on the box, and then picked up the whisk to vigorously stir it in the cup, and soon the foam of the shaving cream came out of the cup and flowed. To the lid.

"All the vehicles have been fixed. The company commander went to command the meeting on the ship. Let me tell you that all the vehicles were ordered to have the vehicle identification flag on it. There are too many British and French vehicles seized in our company." K Ruger came with a stack of blue-gray army car corner flags made of iron. Then he found a Mazar next to Aubrey and sat down. He put the stack of iron on the deck beside him.

"I said earlier that it wouldn't work just to wear an iron cross car emblem, and all of them should be painted a layer of German ash, but no one listened to me. This group of bureaucrats." Aubrey put a layer of shaving foam on his chin, Lift the water bottle to add hot water to a ceramic basin, then pick up the towel on the side and put it in the basin to soak.

"I got a travel booklet with something interesting." Kruger pulled out a small picture book from his chest pocket. On the cover are printed Tower Bridge and Big Ben.

"You have been to university, and your English should be good. You will lead you by then. I hope the Air Force will not blow up all these places when we go." Aubrey picked up the razor and scraped carefully against a small round mirror. Beard.

"Many people in the UK speak German, and the brochure says that British food tastes good. It recommends several famous restaurants in London." Kruger was full of longing for his London trip, and he did not worry about the landing action tomorrow morning In his eyes, after such careful preparation, this operation has no possibility of failure.

The landing troops were ready to go at the two departure ports. All the officers and soldiers were excited to look forward to the next day's landing, but no one would think that they were not the first German soldiers to land on British soil. On that night, in fact, some Germans had already set foot first and set foot on the coast of the British Empire.

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, "There is still one minute to prepare!" Major Palag stood up from the folding chair and walked to the door of the ju52 transport aircraft.

"Everyone is on their own, check the umbrella." The battalion officer opened the door, and the roar of the engine became louder. Looking out from the cabin door, the clusters of gray transport planes are arranged in a dense formation. Under the bright moonlight, the black iron cross and the white body number are clearly identifiable.

"Everyone follows me! Quickly!" The green signal light on the side of the cabin door lights up. Major Palag nods at his men and jumps out of the cabin first. Strings of white umbrella flowers are very conspicuous in the night sky. The German paratroopers are like dandelions, swaying, and slowly descending towards the British land.

Under the bright moonlight, bushes, ridges, ditches, fences, and trails on the ground are vividly visible, and the German paratroopers found the landing site marked on the map effortlessly in the air. The aircraft was positioned very accurately, and the furthest paratroopers only deviated from the target by five or six hundred meters. What surprised the paratroopers even more was that they did not see a figure on the ground, the whole field was empty, the anti-airborne fire originally expected and the patrols were completely missing, and they did not suffer from the beginning to the end. To any attack from the ground. A battalion of German paratroopers landed quietly on British soil.

The night is deep, the moonlight shining on the sea reflects a piece of phosphorescent light, looking out from the clear diving mirror, the white sand beach in the distance is like a silver ribbon under the moonlight, the earth embankment behind the beach and the clumps of low Under the background of the bright night sky, the low shrub can only see a black outline, and there is no light in the black paint.

Captain Edgar Sven, the commander of the German Navy diving combat engineer company, quietly surfaced. He bent over, crouched on the sand on the seabed, and slowly moved towards the beach. Suddenly, he seemed to perceive something and stopped. He raised a hand and made a gesture to the subordinate behind him. A group of divers all lowered their bodies, only showing their eyes on the water.

Sven slowly backed away and slowly moved to his company.

"The situation is a bit wrong, and there is a discrepancy with the previous information. The information indicates that there should be underwater obstacles and mines, but you see, so far we have found nothing. Look at the earth embankment on the beach and behind, There are only a dozen abandoned fishing boats and a few steel rail villages, are we running in the wrong direction." Sven looked at his teammate in doubt.

"It should be here, you see, that is the fortress in the picture. I think a new situation may have appeared. Did you send two people to approach the reconnaissance." Lian Fu pointed to a huge black cloud on the far coastline Ying said that from the outline, it should be a large bunker with a three-layer structure, which looks like a huge birthday cake.

"I personally led people over, you and others were lurking on the spot, retreating as soon as there was a problem, don't care about us." After that, Swan made a gesture to a diver behind him, and the two people were one after another. Slowly move towards the beach.

"It's weird." Swain and his team members lay behind a steel railing on the beach, looking suspiciously at the seawall, which was supposed to be a coastal defense position with a machine gun fort and air defense bunker. Sven searched for a long time, and found no trace of the sentry, nor any light, and the distant position was silent and lifeless.

This is unreasonable. He believes that the British's discipline will not be so strict. He also believes that his whereabouts have not been exposed. This should not be a trap specifically used to deal with him.

Sven decided to make things clear. He clenched his teeth secretly, leaving his men in place to cover his flanks. Then the captain removed the oxygen cylinder behind him and took off his diving glasses. He was carrying an mp40 submachine gun, daring his scalp, running at the fastest speed of his life, ran quickly across the bright sand, and then plunged into the grass under the earth embankment.

Swain lay in the grass and waited for a while, and found that there was still no movement around him. He leaned out of the grass and looked around, then lowered his body and began to climb slowly towards the earth embankment.

"Oh, my God!" Captain Sven stood on the deserted British naval defense position, completely confused by the sight in front of him. "This should be considered a successful landing." Captain Sven thought to himself. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!