Two Hundred and Eighty Retreat

Compared with the elegant and agile air force duel, the battle on the ground is by no means wonderful and gorgeous. There is only cruelty here, only blood and death. (starter)

An open space was filled with the bodies of French soldiers, and a car had been completely destroyed. Burning flames were everywhere. There was still a slight heat in the crater. Do not doubt the cruelty of war.

"Machine gunners! The French are attacking again! You guys, get the wounded out first! Quick! The anti-tank guns are in place! Cover our flanks... Prepare the grenades." A second lieutenant ordered loudly: "Give The mortar positions behind signaled them to open fire to cover us!"

Two soldiers with iron fist bazookas passed by him and got into the hidden trench not far from the traffic trench not far ahead. Their task was to use their weapons at the last moment to defeat the French like Mammoth-like heavy tank.

In the German position, several soldiers carried a wounded man and retreated back in the trenches. Not far away, a machine gun position was shooting long flames, making the characteristic wood-sawing sound of German machine guns. The tracer bullet flew towards its target with a long flame of light. Not far away, the French soldiers fell in a pool of blood. Since they set foot on this piece of land belonging to Germany, it seems that they have not had a good time.

The tanks covering the French infantry moved slowly on the battlefield, followed by the French infantry bent over. Occasionally, a bullet flew past the tank and hit the people behind, and more people began to adjust their positions to adapt. The direction of the enemy's attack. Not far ahead of them, the wreckage of a burning light tank was smoking.

Suddenly, a plume of white smoke rose from behind the bushes, and an anti-tank gun flew straight to the French heavy tank. The powerful energy directly tore the thick armor plate in front of the tank, flying with shattered armor fragments. Entering the engine room inside the tank, the people inside were ripped apart in an instant.

"Hit the target! 500 meters to the left! French tanks! They are firing at us! Quickly adjust the angle! Quickly!" the "shooter" of the anti-tank gun shouted loudly. Beside him, several infantrymen and loader were trying to adjust the cannons in their hands. Not far away, the machine guns on the French tanks were firing violently.

The German infantrymen who are good at fighting have arranged anti-tank guns in the bushes on both sides. This 75mm caliber cannon can be said to be the nemesis of French tanks. Easily destroy any armored target from a distance.

"Let the artillery fire cover the opponent's positions! Destroy those anti-tank guns! Otherwise, my tanks will be lost here!" A French commander put down his binoculars and shouted to his adjutant. The order said: "We have lost 7 tanks here!"

"Boom!" "Boom! Boom!" With a loud bang,

The artillery carried by the French troops finally fired, and the artillery shells patronized the German defense line, bringing up a cloud of black smoke. The German troops were forced to give up part of their positions, but soon the artillery of the German troops also greeted the French team.

A sudden attack of Frederick's rockets suppressed the "shot", causing the French team to suffer heavy casualties in an instant. Hundreds of artillery shells in the open space were ignited and destroyed, and about 500 soldiers were taken away by this sudden attack. life, arm, or thigh. Some of the opponent's gasoline in the corner was also detonated, and several tank repairmen and a malfunctioning tank were burned by the deflagration of fuel everywhere.

After crossing the German-French border ten kilometers, the French finally saw the German defense line in the true sense, which was actually just a temporary defense line in the woods. However, they have already lost thousands of people in front of this line of defense that was just born a few hours ago, but they have not been able to break through the line of defense and advance even a meter away.

Stationed in front of them is the elite 7th Infantry Division on the German Western Front. This division is one of the earliest model infantry divisions of the Wehrmacht, with the most sophisticated equipment and the firmest will to fight. They only relied on a small number of 75mm anti-tank guns and iron fist bazookas in their hands to repel the French offensive.

At this moment, in the headquarters of the 7th Infantry Division, the division commander, Major General Frederick, is perfecting his defensive position. The French army's offensive intensity also exceeded the German army's expectations. While preventing the French troops, the German army also paid the price of more than 400 deaths. Rather than saying it was a battle in World War II, it would be more appropriate to think of it as a continuation of World War I.

"Hello? I'm Major General Frederick! Yes... I'm right here... Yes! General! I'll stay here for 4 hours and never take a step back." Frederick put down the phone in his hand, and then Looking at the map hanging in front of him: "Order the troops of the 2nd regiment to deploy defenses around this village. I want them to stand here for at least 10 hours! Understand?"

"As ordered! General!" The adjutant next to him replied immediately, "I'll contact the 2nd regiment now."

"In addition, put the division's armored artillery battalion into battle, and implement a limited counterattack on the front to ease the pressure on the entire line of defense!" Frederick thought for a while and then said: "By the way, let the person in charge of the logistics force. Inventory the ammunition and fuel, and apply to the top for replenishment."

"Division Commander!" An officer walked into the headquarters, slapped the dust on his body twice, and said with a smile, "The reinforcements given to us by the group army have arrived, a whole company of recruits."

"It is assigned to several companies with relatively large losses. Each company can add up to 25 people. Let's do it according to this. Try to add a few more companies. Almost all front-line troops are asking for supplements." The adjutant picked up what he had written a long time ago. The order was handed to the officer: "Next time bring supplementary soldiers who understand medical treatment, we are short of medical soldiers..."

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An exasperated judge walked into the humble field headquarters, threw his steel helmet on the table covered with clean maps, and made a crisp "ding" sound. He ignored his officers, grabbed a cup on the table and poured the coffee into his mouth.

"It's hard to imagine that such a rude man could be a judge. You seem to be more savage than a German." A colonel pouted and looked at the man who walked into the command post with dissatisfaction and said, "You can't Be civilized?"

"If you don't want me to break your neck, you'd better keep your mouth shut." The officer wiped the "liquid" from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and exhaled: "Sir, my teacher is here. The front line suffered heavy losses, and you told me that there was only one German regiment in front of me, but I personally checked their firepower and there was at least one division."

Sitting in the position of the chief officer was General de Gaulle, the commander of the French team. He was holding his chin and frowning as he looked at his strongest subordinate, Major General Foslot, who had just walked in: "Your division It has been two hours of fighting. It seems that the German troops have indeed been strengthened. Let your troops withdraw. The news just came that the Luftwaffe has gained air supremacy. We must retreat to the Maginot line immediately, because we Lack of anti-aircraft weapons."

"What are you kidding? Sir!" Forslot looked at his commander in disbelief: "I left a whole 900 good soldiers around there! 27 tanks of my unit were destroyed there. Now you tell me to retreat?"

"Yes! Retreat! This time we underestimated the Germans. We were extremely ill-prepared to launch a large-scale ground battle here immediately." De Gaulle explained with a sigh: "If we don't now Retreat, and soon you will find that all your divisions will be wiped out here."

"The Air Force's plane was destroyed?" Forslot was stunned for a moment, then looked at his most trusted officer, Charles de Gaulle: "How is that possible?"

"This is a problem with the technical department! The Air Force is in a mess. We are like a group of idiots who packaged our fighter jets and sent them directly to the Germans' butcher's knife." De Gaulle said depressedly: "I heard that Germany The same smoke-draging artillery shells that were used to attack you were used against the planes. The weapons were so densely packed into our formation that we lost almost all of our bombers."

"My God," Fotherlot muttered in shock.

"This time, we lost, and we lost very thoroughly." De Gaulle stood up, walked to his favorite general, and patted his shoulder with his hand: "The telegram I just received, there is already a domestic response to this time. The voice of combat dissatisfaction, we can't win the battle now, so we can only find a way to minimize the loss."

When it was just noon, the French army's attack stopped. Soldiers with white flags rushed to the German position to negotiate, hoping to take away as many of their compatriots' bodies as possible. After a brief discussion, the German front-line commanders , allowing unarmed French soldiers to walk to the center of the battlefield.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, the French troops began to retreat. They loaded the bodies into trucks and left in dejection. They crossed the German-French border with contempt at dawn, but now it turns out that they have failed to complete their mission. , they were defeated by the Germans.

Soon the bomber formation of the Luftwaffe flew over the battlefield and fell into the ground against the already routed French troops. The bombs were dropped on the open field, sending hordes of French soldiers to hell. Because of the lack of air force cover and not many anti-aircraft weapons, France left dozens of tanks and hundreds of cars to escape. When they returned to the position they left in the morning, they found that there were already many familiar people around Faces are no longer seen.

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