Four Hundred and Thirty One War War

Noodles are not given by others, but made by yourself. △￠Since I have a pride hidden in my bones, I have to face those difficulties that make people lose their lives alone. But sometimes a man must have an obsession with not wanting his life.

"You bring the machine gun team! Go around to the back and separate the British infantry from their tanks! Be sure to hold on!" The 3rd company commander ran forward with his helmet on, and shouted to the young platoon leader who followed behind. ordered.

"That's no problem! As long as you can get them to drop their guns and replace them with playing cards...I can fight with these bastards for a day!" The young platoon leader with an assault rifle on his back ran forward while Answer loudly.

At this time, his words were obviously not funny at all, and the company commander ignored his poor mouth, but closed his mouth and continued to run forward. Because if he didn't move his body quickly, he would be easily hit by bullets from the opposite side, and it would be too late to cry, let alone laugh.

Behind them, the bullets fired by the British splashed a cloud of dust and mud, but luckily they missed either of them. The two ran from the hidden crater to the back of a building one after the other, and the Matilda tank had entered the position of the 3rd company.

Without saying a word, the young platoon leader ran to the defensive position on the other side of the building with a few men carrying G4, and the 3rd company commander did not hesitate, and led other soldiers to attack the British tanks in the distance .

When the young platoon leader led people around the back of the Matilda tank, he found a dumbfounding thing. The other party actually had two tanks, and there was an American tank behind the Matilda tank. m3 tank.

"What should I do?" The soldier with the machine gun leaned against a parapet and panted heavily. This terrain was very conducive to the defense of the German soldiers. The German soldiers did use the terrain to repel several large-scale attacks by the British. But now facing the enemy's tank attack, the infantry are still very flustered.

"What else can we do? Let the tank pass! Then attack the infantry behind! Keep firing until the last bullet is fired!" The young platoon leader was unambiguous in fighting, and he was a very experienced infantryman. He pointed to a bomb crater not far away, and ordered to the two men with G43 rifles behind him: "You take cover in that bomb crater, and be careful not to let the British get close! I will cover you and the machine gun team at the back. If the opponent comes over, give up the position and retreat to my defense line! Do you understand?"

"Obey!" Two German soldiers held their weapons,

Taking two steps at a time, he jumped into the bomb crater in front, and started firing at the British soldiers on the flanks one by one, killing four in a row, and none of the British soldiers realized the fact that there were German soldiers on their flanks.

"It's really a group of inexperienced idiots." The young platoon leader waved his hand, and the German machine gun team waiting for the signal in front of him opened fire. attacked.

"They are over there! Attack!" A British soldier pointed to the direction of the German attack and shouted loudly. Not far from him, the dense shells knocked two British soldiers to the ground, and the rest were accompanied by tanks. The soldiers gave up the courage to continue to follow, and turned their guns to deal with the attacking German infantry.

"Thuk! Thuk!" With continuous bursts of fire, the young platoon leader overturned the two British soldiers rushing forward, and then was forced to approach the parapet by the British shooting. The number of British soldiers was really too many , it is not something that a few of them can suppress.

However, the German G42 machine gun not far away from him was still spraying flames, knocking groups of British soldiers to the ground. Although the British soldiers were already scattered enough, the German firepower on the frontal position was obviously stronger. Some, compressed the British behind the tanks, forming a dense area filled with British soldiers there.

The German machine gun positions on the side dealt with the British soldiers behind the tanks. This machine gun kept firing, causing a large number of casualties to the British army. But soon the deputy shooter was shot by a British soldier while replenishing ammunition, and fell in a pool of blood. Then, under the watchful eyes of the young platoon leader, the machine gunner was also shot through the head and fell to the ground with blood on his face. Next to the machine gun.

Several British soldiers wanted to pick up the G42 machine gun, but the young German platoon leader picked up the assault rifle and emptied a magazine, leaving five more corpses next to the G42 machine gun. Then he glanced at the bomb crater not far away. Two German gunmen were still shooting with their rifles, which made him regain a little bit of confidence.

The German positions, which had lost their flanking firepower, were collapsing, and the pressure of the British infantry left the German anti-tank teams with little room for sneak attacks. In the end, the two young German soldiers chose to fight desperately. While destroying the Matilda tank with the Tekken bazooka, they were shot and smashed by British soldiers. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the American-made m3 tank rushed to the German position and used the machine gun on the tank to destroy a German machine gun team that kept firing.

Seeing the friendly soldiers on the main position being beaten up, the young platoon leader gritted his teeth, and finally jumped out of the low parapet and rushed towards the uncontrolled G42 machine gun. Bullets whized past him, and several British soldiers held their guns and watched the German soldier jump into the crater, only then did they realize that they should aim and fire.

But their mercy will not let the young platoon leader do the same thing, this is war, if you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you. The G42 machine gun roared again, and the British soldiers once again felt the hail of bullets. More than a dozen British soldiers fell in response, and the British soldiers who were about to break through the German positions were once again in chaos.

"I always feel that you are the number one in the world? I always feel that you are the boss? Who is the boss now? Who is the boss now? Huh?" While pulling the trigger, the young platoon leader muttered, holding the machine gun with one hand. Above, one hand gripped the handle and pulled the trigger as the shock of the machine gun made the dust around him tremble.

With the cover of this machine gun, the pressure on the German army on the front line of defense is obviously much less. Although there is no good way to take the m3 tank for a while, other firepower points began to find ways to stop the British infantry However, he returned to an orderly state from the brink of collapse.

But soon the turret of the m3 tank began to rotate backwards, and it seemed that it was going to deal with the G42 machine gun at the rear. The coaxial machine gun on the turret began to shoot, and knocked over a German soldier near the tank during the rotation Soldier.

Soon the coaxial machine gun was almost adjusted to the angle, knocking down the two German riflemen in the crater on the side. At this time, the young platoon leader realized that he was being targeted by the steel monster not far away.

"Damn! Damn..." The young platoon leader quickly dropped the machine gun in his hand, retracted his head and hugged his helmet, and curled up in the crater. The machine gun on the British tank swept across the area where he was. position, the machine gun was split into two pieces, and the surrounding soil was also splashed everywhere.

The jumping soil, gravel, and bullets were flying around the edge of the crater. The young platoon leader was holding his head at the bottom of the crater and screaming loudly in fright. Hurting him, but enough to leave scratches and bruises on his face and arms that would make him sore.

Listening to the screams of the Germans not far away, the British soldiers burst into laughter. A moment ago, they were beaten by the G42 machine gun and cried to their fathers and mothers. Now they finally have a chance to take revenge. They even forgot that the war still remains Still going on, they seem to have forgotten the indisputable fact that they have not yet broken through the German defenses.

"Boom!" A round of armor-piercing bullets suddenly hit the m3 tank that was molesting the young German platoon leader with a coaxial machine gun. The shells easily tore open the side armor of the m3 tank, causing the shells inside to explode. The powerful impact caused the tank's turret to fly far away, and the torrent of steel splashed everywhere knocked down the surrounding British soldiers. These British soldiers who were still laughing at the German soldiers immediately paid the price for their actions, and more British soldiers were stunned by the sight in front of them.

Just above a ruin not far away, a German No. 3 assault gun slowly protruded from its low body, and the front end of the slender barrel was still steaming, but the image of the track crushing half of the stone wall made the The remaining British soldiers had no fighting spirit at all.

The scene became quiet in an instant, there was no gunfire, no cries and yelling, everyone was staring at the German assault gun, at the infantry chariot slowly moving forward, the sound of the tracks , The roar of the engine from far to near became the only sound above the ruins.

I don't know who started first, the British soldiers dropped their guns. These young people who dreamed of breaking through the German defense line and retaking their hometown just now lost all the courage to escape at this moment, and directly threw away their weapons and chose to be a shameful prisoner.

A young British soldier wept with his face in his arms, as if lamenting that he had not recaptured Norwich, as if weeping for his cowardice and incapacity. But for him the battle was over, the moment he dropped his weapon.

"Thuk! Thuk!" Suddenly gunshots rang out, and the weapon in the hands of a young German platoon leader standing by the edge of the crater was emitting light smoke. Not far away, two British soldiers were knocked to the ground. Everyone stared at the German platoon leader who fired the gun, but the platoon leader just stood there and said softly in German: "Smile jerk..."