Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

While the French soldiers were struggling in this hellish desperate situation, the tanks behind them finally arrived. At this time, the 12 taels of B1 heavy tanks that were specially cared for by the Stalker destroyers had all been destroyed three hundred meters away, and the German army also paid the price of one Stalker being blown up.

Now there are only four Stalkers left to face dozens of Soma 35 medium tanks and Renault 35 light tanks rushing over.

Fortunately, when these tanks rushed two hundred meters away from the German position, they were blocked by our own infantry on the ground. These infantry either lay on the ground to avoid German bullets, or they fell to the ground and howled miserably due to injuries.

The French tanks could not directly roll over these infantry, and the tank commanders did not have the courage to brave the intensive German firepower and poke their heads out to shout to the infantry to give way, and the infantry did not necessarily listen; they had no choice but to They can use their tank guns and machine guns to bombard and straf German positions in place.

The Soma 35 medium tank is equipped with a 47mm SA 35L/34 tank gun; the Renault 35 light tank is equipped with a 37mm SA 18L/21. From the data, it is not difficult to see that their tank guns are all short-barreled artillery. These guns were originally designed to support infantry in destroying fortifications with low muzzle velocity. They were not suitable at all for confronting enemy armored forces.

As a result, two salvos from the Hunter destroyer destroyed 7 French tanks. At this moment, several shining flares were seen rising from the rear of the French army.

Looking at the French army receding like a tide, David did not feel relaxed at all and shouted loudly. "Check your respective ammunition! Be careful of enemy shelling! Send the wounded to the rear!" These guys will definitely not give up so easily. Now that they are retreating, it is obvious that there will be a round of shelling.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, there were deep whistling sounds in the sky, and the experienced veterans and officers loudly ordered the surrounding soldiers to quickly retreat into the foxholes.

"Boom, boom, boom--" Countless explosions rang out on the German positions, one after another, with terrifying momentum.

David, who was huddled in the foxhole, spat disdainfully. "81mm Brandt Mortar."

As mentioned earlier, the Renault FT-17 designed and produced by the French during World War I is known as "the first modern tank"; and the mie 27/31 mortar improved by the French after World War I has been From the moment it was unveiled, it influenced mortar design in countries around the world.

A few years later, many countries in Europe and the world started manufacturing the Mie 27/31 mortar under license or simply plagiarized it. Its 4mm caliber also became the mainstream caliber of European infantry mortars. Every mortar during World War II was more or less the color of the Mie 27/31 mortar, and some were copied. Its design has influenced even the standard mortars of Germany, the United States, the Netherlands, China and even the Soviet Union. The mortars produced and equipped by these countries are based on the technical parameters of the mie 27/31 mortar.

The mortars fired round after round, as if they would never stop, a completely saturation attack. Some of the shells exploded near the foxholes where German soldiers were hiding, and the high splash of mud even buried half of the foxholes.

The German soldiers huddled in the foxholes, covering their ears, waiting for a shell to end their lives in the midst of artillery fire and the shaking of the earth, or to survive another shelling. Some people are unlucky and some are lucky. A timid person may not survive on the battlefield, and a brave person may die in the next second.

This is an absolutely fair world. God is responsible for deciding everyone's life and death, and everything depends on luck. People hiding in foxholes who dare not even fire a gun may survive, and veterans who bravely kill the enemy may also have their heads shattered by bullets.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion in the distance. David was startled and almost jumped up. However, the fragments of shells raging above his head gave him away from this idea.

"Damn it!" David couldn't help but curse and punched the wet pit wall. The place where the explosion came from was the bunker of a stalker destroyer. He estimated that a mortar shell happened to land on the roof of the destroyer. The top of the destroyer was only 10 mm thick, which probably caused it to explode.

As a result, they only have three destroyers left. The next time they deal with the French tank attack, they may have to rely on the Iron Fist rockets in their hands.

The current Iron Fist rocket has been upgraded to the Iron Fist 100 type. As the name implies, the effective range can reach 100 meters. Moreover, the armor-piercing depth reaches 220mm. Let alone the medium-sized light tanks of the French army, there is currently no tank armor in the world that can withstand the frontal attack of the Iron Fist 100. Even if the Maus is still alive, it can be easily penetrated.

But in order to ensure the hit rate, they usually launch their iron fists from a distance of 70 to 80 meters, and this distance of 70 to 80 meters can easily allow the enemy to rush forward and form a hand-to-hand combat. At that time, without the numerical advantage, they would have to be destroyed by the French army, which was several times their size.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the explosions outside the foxhole gradually became sparse. David estimated that the French army was preparing to launch a second attack, so he stuck his head out and looked in the direction of the explosion.

Sure enough, the destroyer had turned into a fire and was burning brightly. It seems that none of the occupants inside were able to escape. "Get ready to fight!" Along with his order, sharp whistles spread throughout the position.

The soldiers peeled off the mud on their bodies and looked around. The surroundings were in a mess. A large number of trees were blown to the ground and fell to the ground in random directions, forming invisible obstacles.

The French army on the opposite side had already rushed to a place less than 200 meters away from them. However, it seems that these guys haven't learned their lesson yet, and the coordination between tanks and infantry this time seems even more chaotic. The tanks and infantry were mixed together, and the entire formation was like a plate of unmixed salad, mixed with noise and slowly pressing over.

"Fire!"

Intensive gunfire resounded through the German positions again. The German soldiers kept firing and firing, desperately firing their ammunition at the enemy.

After learning that all his mortar troops had been wiped out, David sighed helplessly and ordered more machine gun firepower. In the last round of attack, each group of six machine guns fired at the same time. This time he ordered 12 machine guns to fire at the same time.

In an instant, more dense bullets were fired at the attacking French army, and every machine gun was frantically harvesting the lives of French soldiers. But the intensive firepower failed to shake the determination of the French soldiers. They simply ignored the friendly troops who were shot to the ground in front, left, and right, and continued to charge towards the German positions while shouting. It seemed to prove to the enemy that the French troops were not all cowards. They had the same firm will and courage to fight as the German soldiers opposite.

The French tank firepower was all concentrated on the remaining three Stalkers.

Finally, the three Stalkers failed to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of many tanks and artillery, and were killed one after another.

At this time, the French tanks suddenly became arrogant, increased the accelerator, and rushed towards the German position menacingly.