Battle of the Third Reich

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The firepower of this British barricade is not very strong, the key is that it is very strong, and with the existing firepower of the German infantry, it is difficult to cause fatal damage to it. {We don’t write novels, we are just web porters. -（Visit hua: In the past, when encountering such difficult bones, the German infantry would require anti-tank guns or medium mortar support, but now the water is difficult to quench the thirst, and the German mechanized infantry platoon must find its own way get over.

The firepower of the German side can theoretically suppress this British stronghold, but the problem is that the streets are small, the British have blocked the intersection, and there is no room for the machine gun unit to expand. And there are signs that the opponent has one or two snipers, or maybe just "fine" gunmen, but within this "combat" combat distance of less than seventy meters, what is the difference between the two? Do one shot.

"Let the guard's machine gun group come up, and leave a few people to watch the corner." The sergeant major replaced the mp40 with a new magazine, and turned the empty magazine back into the leather clip on the chest. In the bag, the value of these magazines is not low. The number of spare magazines distributed with each submachine gun is limited, and they are not consumables.

The defender's machine gun group hurried over, and the machine gunner squatted kneeling next to the sergeant major with his mg machine gun.

"How is Haines." The machine gunner reached out and touched the wounded's forehead.

"If you can be sent to the field hospital for rescue in time, you should be able to survive." The medical soldier is holding a roll of gauze to wrap the palm of another soldier, but it is just a normal bullet scrape. Clean the wound a little and apply some sulfonamide powder. Just go.

"Nicholas, can you take your people up there, can you do it?" Xizawa thumbs up and points to the building with his back.

"No problem, there should be a rear'door', we have to go over this wall." The machine gunner looked up at the building, a very ordinary British double-storey building, a regular residential house, the first floor was not opened The shop should have a small backyard, but there is no courtyard'gate' from here. Relying on the Germans, all of them are thick red brick walls. A half of the wall was painted with a white'color' paint on a grocery store advertisement. The big'door' of the building should be on the corner, which is exactly the British Within the firepower line, there is no need to think about breaking from there.

The machine gunner walked to the backyard and handed the machine gun to his deputy shooter.

"Who will take the lead." The machine gunner stretched his body and twisted his waist left and right.

"Do you want to turn over?" An infantryman stood up against the wall. Bent down to support the wall.

"Hold on." Nicholas stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's strap, climbing up the infantry's back.

"Hurry up. You guy is really heavy." The infantryman said with a smile below.

"Okay." Nicholas leaned over and grabbed the edge of the wall. He groped around left and right. The British did not seem to lay anything "chaotic" on the wall. The machine gunner's arms were strong, and the soldiers under him also started to straighten up. After the military boots pedaled **** the wall, the machine gunner rolled over and sat on the wall.

"I saw the back door, and gave me the machine gun." Nicholas leaned down, and the second "shooter" tipped the machine gun into his hand. Then he grabbed the machine gunner's boots and climbed up to the wall under the push of the infantry by the wall. The third "shooter" handed a spare drum and spare barrel box to the deputy "shooter", hung the drum rack with the other two spare drums on the waist belt of the back waist, and pushed down After a few drags, he climbed up the wall.

"Bring me, maybe I can help." The infantryman who helped over the wall handed out his 98k rifle.

After receiving the platoon leader's approval, the machine gun group extended his hand to him, but the infantry did not hold the companion's arm. hua Instead, he stepped back two steps, then rushed towards the wall, and used his inertia to kick his feet on the wall and then climbed up to the wall.

"Good skills, I remember you just came last week, my name is Nicholas." The machine gunner extended his hand to the other side with admiration.

"Morris, from Merlin." The infantryman shook hands with the machine gunner.

"Paul." The deputy "shooter" leaned over and shook hands with the new partner.

"Hans." The second "shooter" was out of reach due to location issues. So he smiled and raised his hand to say hello.

"Melin? In Hesse?" Nicholas returned the rifle to Morris.

"No, Bavaria."

"Nicholas, find a good place after going up. We are here for your signal." Xizawa shouted to the machine gunner with his head raised.

"What signal should I send?"

"Your gunshot is the signal, don't let any British guy run away."

"Well, I get it. Okay, comrades, let's start. You must be careful, there may be people in the house." The machine gunner nodded at the platoon leader under the wall, then rolled over and jumped off the wall.

"Okay, now everyone is ready. When Nicholas' machine gun sounded, we started to assault, and now the grenades are gathered, who still carries the straps..." Xizawa gathered the surrounding soldiers, Began to prepare for the attack.

"Platoon leader, I heard the sound of the engine, maybe it was reinforcements." An infantry ran over to report to the sergeant.

"They finally came, although it was a little late, but it was better than nothing." The sergeant master stood up, and at this time he also heard the roar of the engine and the sharp noise of the friction of the track shoes not far away.

Soon a Vickers transport car turned out from the north side of the street, the whole body was painted in German gray "color", the side and front of the car body painted a large German black and white cross car emblem, showing This British tracked vehicle now belongs to the German team as seized equipment.

The transport vehicle was not moving fast, because it was followed by two German infantry squads. Apart from those casualties, the infantry platoon of Xizawa finally gathered here. Because it was originally a soldier of the unit, it was not a kind of reinforcement, but the overall strength did increase, which made Nishizawa more confident to break the current dilemma.

Along with the infantry squad, two Vickers crawlers arrived, carrying ammunition'ammunition' supplies most needed by German infantry and special equipment left in the camp, and four infantry accompanied by the vehicle In a sense, Nishizawa's infantry platoon was full again.

"Nicholas may fire at any time, and now there is no time to make adjustments." The sergeant master summoned five squad leaders for emergency consultations.

"You should have understood the specific situation during the call, and I have no time to explain it in detail. Now I will distribute the equipment so that everyone can prepare. When Nicholas' machine gun sounds, I immediately start to assault. I don’t want to see any When an Englishman escaped, they had to pay for what they had done. The blood of the German soldiers could not be in vain. Now that is the word, it is now dissolved." The sergeant major stood up, saluted the squad leader who stood upright, and then walked towards The tracked car beside the road.

The infantrymen were unloading the ammunition ‘vehicles’ from the car. The medical soldiers were organizing two infantrymen to assemble a folding stretcher, and then transferred the seriously wounded soldiers to the stretcher.

"Although I know you really want to go with me, I need you more now. Someone will take care of him when I get to the field hospital." The sergeant chief lowered his head to the medical soldier who was fixing the wounded with the belt attached to the stretcher.

"I know, the platoon leader. I have filled out the injury list, and the doctor will make the correct judgment and treatment." The medical buckle fastened the belt and pinned a form to the injured person's "chest" on the form Filling in the specific injury, the doctor will make a preliminary diagnosis according to the above description, so the success of the wounded rescue is directly related to the professional level of the medical staff.

"Be careful on the road, go back quickly and bring what I need." The two soldiers lifted the stretcher onto the crawler and secured the special lock for the stretcher. Cizelle stepped forward and patted the driver's shoulder, handing a cigarette to the other party.

"Relax, sergeant sergeant, your people will be delivered safely, see you later." The driver put the cigarette into the pocket in front of his "chest", he smiled and nodded at Nishizawa. Step on the gas'gate'. The little caterpillar turned around and drove out of the city along the road where it came.

"Everyone is ready now, waiting for the signal." The sergeant major hung the belt of the submachine gun over his shoulder, checked the equipment again, jumped a few times, and felt no burden. He turned and walked to the street and crouched down where he had just shot.

A dozen infantrymen knelt down behind him with rifles and stood by. At the direction of the platoon leader, the soldiers "drawn" the bayonet from the scabbard in the waist and fixed it to the 98k bayonet seat. Due to the timely delivery of support, the originally prepared cluster grenades are no longer needed. The tied rope was cut, and the grenades were redistributed to the infantry. The infantrymen unscrewed the back cover of the grenade. Drag the pull-out cable out of the wooden handle, and then ‘plug’ the grenade into the belt or the boots of the marching boots. These are experienced veterans who know what to do in order to better fight.

The German soldiers stood in wait, breathlessly waiting for the assault signal. Suddenly, the clear guzzle of the first g34 machine gun, the moment everyone waited for came.

"Quickly! Charge!" Xizawa first jumped out of the corner. He held a submachine gun and hit a spot ‘shoot’ at the barricade 70 meters away. Then he waved his arm and issued a command to his subordinates.

"Rush, kill those British guys!" The infantry rushed out of the street quickly, and they screamed with bayonets and charged towards the British barricade.

Infantry platoons rushed in front of everyone. His tactics worked. The British were overwhelmed by the blow from above. When the German infantry began to assault, no one responded and launched a counterattack.

The British machine gunner recovered from the shock. He took the handle of the Vickers machine gun and turned the muzzle to the German infantry who was rushing towards him. Just as he was grinning and ready to press the firing plate, the corner of his eyes Yu Guangli saw a fire blaze near the wall, and then a dark thing flew over with a long cigarette tail facing him.

"What kind of stuff is this?" The British machine gunner stunned the iron fist and hit the steel plate under the "shot" hole. After a loud explosion, the machine gunner was hit in two by the hot metal'jet' jet. The explosive airflow and shock'wave' overturned the'very' Vickers' gun frame, the thick water pipe The sheath rose with the gun body and directly hit the face of the shooter.

"Quickly! Assault!" The German infantry platoon roared loudly and ran towards the British barricade. He finished the bullet in the submachine gun in one breath, and then threw the hot weapon on his back, from the waist. The pistol was'drawn' from the holster and shot continuously towards the target.

At this time, the Germans had narrowed the distance to 30 meters. They ran on the empty streets without any shelter around them. At this time, as long as the British army launched an attack, the German army would have suffered heavy losses. But what puzzled the Germans was that the British seemed to have given up resistance. Both the sharpshooters and the riflemen who had madly shot at the front seemed to have disappeared.

The German machine guns on the corner returned to their initial firing position, and they began to block the British "shooting" holes with "precision" points. Nicholas' machine gun squatted in a house near the barricade. The g34 machine gun was at the top of the barracks and splattered at the barricades of the British army.

From his point of view, the barricade is much larger than the frontal view. He constantly shifts the ‘shoot’ to hit the target, blocking all possible exits. Just now an Englishman who appeared to be an officer was about to escape from the barricade. As a result, he was killed by the machine gunner in less than two steps. No one in this distance could be an experienced machine gunner. Escaped under his eyelids, irrespective of the order of the platoon leader, just to protect his personal honor, he would not allow any British to escape from his hands.

"Throw a bomb!" Nishizawa had already shot the bullet in the pistol at this time. He inserted the pistol back into the holster and pulled a grenade from his waist. The sergeant major decisively pulled the firing rope, and after secretly counting for two seconds, threw the smoky dangerous object towards the target in front.

The infantrymen followed the platoon leader and threw grenades one after another. The rain grenades hit the barricades and the steel roof. A burst of smoke exploded, and debris and various debris were blown by the storm. But obviously, these weapons did not cause any damage to the barricades.

"This stuff is really too hard." The sergeant master gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward. He dragged the submachine gun from behind and pulled a clip from the clip in front of the "chest".

"Fletcher! It's up to you!" The platoon leader gave the order to the second squad leader who had been following him.

"Observe, cover me." The tall German Corporal quickly approached the barricade. When there was still seven or eight meters away, he stopped. He stood firmly on the heel, one leg before the bow and one leg. Pushing back, then pulled the trigger of the portable flame sprayer in his hand.

A billowing fire dragon swept through the air, accurately pouring into the barricade from the black "hole" and "hole" hole. On the battlefield, there was a burst of howling sounds that almost did not seem to be able to be emitted by human beings. The flames sprayed out from every gap of this barricade, and the black and colored smoke rose into the sky like a monster. . Fortunately for the German soldiers, that horrible scream did not last long, and soon everything fell silent.

The German soldiers stopped and stared blankly at the still-shooting sergeant sergeant who still maintained a'shooting' attitude. Although they had all practiced using this weapon, this was the first time they saw it in actual combat. To its true power.

The Germans no longer have to check the scene. The steel barricade is now burning like an oven, and no one can survive in that hell.

Cizelle recaptured the troops. The battle ended so quickly, which surprised him a little. Now he is full of confidence in completing the clearance work. These special equipment are indeed street fighting weapons. As long as there are enough of these weapons in hand, Germany It must be able to quickly defeat the British resistance and completely occupy this port city.

The machine gun group on the roof was called back, and the Nishizawa infantry lined up on the side of the barricade to regroup.

"Unfortunately, I don't know the identity of these resistances from beginning to end, and who are those two sharpshooters." Maybe these questions will never be answered, but the sergeant master is going to mention the "door" in his report. In one stroke, this may be the only trace they left in the world.

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