Chapter 665: Damanhur

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An American m4 Sherman Tan Kronron rang and drove past the wreckage of a burning tank. On the wreckage of smoke, the white five-pointed star was faintly visible, not far from the ground, and still inverted The body of a tank soldier.
The plan to break into Dammamhur did not go well at the beginning. The tanks of the independent armored brigade of North Africa in the United States were violently attacked by German paratroopers on the road. The iron fist rockets were launched from a hidden place. American tanks were destroyed on the offensive road, and within an hour, the US military lost more than 40 tanks and almost the same number of armored vehicles.
Barton ’s attempt to divide the German paratroopers and surrounded them completely failed. Although the attack of the independent armored brigade cost the German paratroopers a lot of casualties, the entire defense line outside Dammamhur was still firmly held by the German paratroopers, and even some The less important defensive positions were not thrown to the Americans.
"Open fire!" A hidden German paratrooper machine gun suddenly burst into roar. The muzzle of the black hole pointed at the flanks of the American soldiers. The unique sound of tearing the linen burst out with this roar, and the bullets were like raindrops. Shot at the helpless American soldiers.
The bullet hit the flesh and flesh and blossomed into a bright red flower. The American soldiers fell one by one on the street, a dozen people lost their lives in an instant, and soon the American soldiers began to hold The rifle returned fire and the bullet also hit the German machine gun position.
"Damn it! These Americans are much more powerful than the British. Their weapons are also automatic, bastard!" A German veteran retracted his helmet behind the rubble pile, screaming at his opponent while ripping it off his chest. Grenade, stuffed into his mouth and bite the safety ring. When the Americans fired, he immediately dropped the grenade and then retracted into his bunker again: "Try this, idiot!"
"Boom!" With an explosion, the sand rose and flew into the trench, and the veteran picked up his mp-44 assault rifle and opened a fierce fire at the smoky place.
"Suddenly! Suddenly!" The bullet flew into the dust mist, and then came the screams of two American soldiers. Obviously this shooting was very successful, he hit at least two enemies. But as the American soldiers also shot the bullets at his side, a smoke of bullets immediately rose around him.
"Galland! Damn Galland rifle!" The weapon in the hands of Americans has long been familiar to German soldiers, because the performance is very similar to the German g43 semi-automatic rifle, so many Germans think that it is an American The best rifle in his hand. But in fact Americans still have carbines and submachine guns in their hands, not just one kind of weapon.
As the bullet hit the dust from the rubble of the ruins, a grenade accurately rolled into this small foxhole, and the German veteran flew without thinking, putting the grenade still rolling slightly Kicked out of the trench. Before the grenade landed again, it exploded in mid-air.
But not far away, another grenade exploded in the trenches of the German paratroopers, flying off two German soldiers. The American heavy machine gun on the other side of the road also roared, hitting a broken wall on the broken wall with a spark. A German soldier was hit in the arm and fell to the ground calling for medical soldiers.
Not only the Germans are admiring the quality of American soldiers, the Americans on the opposite side are also frightened by the crazy play of the Germans. For a long time, American soldiers and German soldiers fought in the desert, everyone is similar to the spirit of knighthood In a very gentleman's regular battle, if he fights, he will advance. The opponent will not waste his troops, but he will retreat if he fights. This is what it looks like today, for a ruin that has long lost its value.
In this small block, Americans have lost no less than 200 soldiers. It is believed that even if the loss of the German paratroopers opposite is too small, more than 40 people will be killed. In this way, the two sides have already destroyed a battalion in order to compete for these broken houses. The more troops, the more desperate is that the battle continues, and there is no meaning to end.
Two American tanks put in by German infantry were quickly ambushed by a German anti-tank sniper near a corner. The thin armor on the side was quickly penetrated by the iron fist rocket launcher. The upper tank His hands were killed by snipers and rifles before climbing out of the tank. Only a few minutes later, the two tanks that had just shown off were paralyzed on the corner with the smoke.
Do n’t look at Japan ’s small tanks flaunting on the Chinese battlefield. In fact, in a trained and highly educated army, the fear of tank attacks is very slight, especially in street fighting. There are many German weapons. Threat to the opponent's tank. What's more, Americans are now facing German paratroopers, a force that penetrates behind the enemy and confronts any enemy equipment.
Borol looked at the proof of his battalion ’s defense, the suppressed and unmovable American infantry in the minefield, and the three tanks that had broken their tracks there, knowing that this time the Americans could not fight this time. Breaking through his own defense line, at least the concealed heavy machine gun position and the paratrooper tank have no exposed positions, and there are many forces in his hand that can continue to defend.
Sure enough, this attack of the Americans was gradually sparse with the gunshots, and stopped completely. A large group of American soldiers retreated slowly along the road they rushed in, abandoned some of the occupied outer positions, and also dropped Hundreds and thousands of bodies.
Before the Germans could celebrate their victory, the Americans who did not catch up with the front line battles, but the large-caliber artillery units near here just launched the most intensive artillery shells one by one on the German position and bombed the original bombers. The buildings that exploded into ruins exploded again. The craters were covered by new craters before they were filled, and the ruins were replaced by new ones before they were cleared. German soldiers curled up beside the rubble, waiting for such dense artillery to gradually pass.
Borol knocked down the dust on the helmet with his hands, and gently tapped the dust on the map twice with his hand. Just now a shell hit the enemy not far from his command, and also killed a The staff of the battalion, but fortunately, his battalion was safe and sound, but only a lot of dust was shaken.
Climbing out of the ruins and dust, the dust was not dusted off. The German soldiers were shocked to find that the American tank was only tens of meters away from them. A stunned effort, the heading machine gun in front of the American tank was prominent With a fierce tongue of fire, he knocked overwhelmed several German paratroopers to the ground.
However, the following American infantry did not end well. The German machine gun position on one side suddenly opened fire, and the bullets flew into the crowd of American soldiers from the flanks. Before a person could react, a dozen American soldiers closed forever. Eyes closed. The rate of fire of the German machine guns was so fast that the American soldiers hit were no longer necessary for rescue.
An American soldier who watched his companion get his head cut off by a machine gun was so scared that he had no time to lie down. He was shattered by a flying bullet and his shoulders were not broken. He had not fallen with a huge impact. Was hit by another bullet in his chest, and then he saw the tracer passing through his armpit and penetrated another person's stomach.
The soldier was conscious when he fell to the ground. His eyes, which had n’t closed yet, watched as his companion shot and fell. He watched the platoon leader who had trained them rigorously. The wound rolled all over with blood ... When he felt the pain, he closed his eyes and everything went away from him.
"I have no reinforcements for you. I still have five soldiers here, which is my last reserve team." Borol held the phone and said helplessly to the company commander at the front of the hysteria who requested reinforcements. By the time, there were 470 battalions in the battalion, and now 95 soldiers had been killed in the logistics group. Even Borol did n’t know why the Americans attacked so madly. When he parachuted, he thought There won't be any decent battles here.
Now he knows why his paratroopers have increased their anti-tank firepower. Now he knows why he carries more ammunition than he eats when he parachutes, because everyone except the optimistic paratrooper himself knows here What will erupt will be a brutal battle, a desperate battle between life and death.
It took less than 5 hours to start the war, he had already emptied the reserve team. Borol could n’t imagine how fierce the battle would be waiting for him. After putting down the phone microphone, he grabbed it and got through to the regiment. The department's phone: "Head, I'm Borol, the other party's attack is too violent, I request reinforcements."
"The reinforcements given to you will start in 3 hours. You can only stand there for the remaining 3 hours. I have to tell you the bad news briefly. The Americans are trying to surround Damanhu Well, the line of defense we are going to keep growing is getting longer and longer. "The commander's side did not look too good either. It seemed that the battle had reached its worst at the beginning.
"I get it! I will stay here until the reinforcements arrive." Borol put down the phone and then looked at Downer who was beside him. Suddenly he remembered the dead Baru, and he hadn't remembered it for a long time. The bearded man who died in Belgium. Borol smiled bitterly, then buckled his helmet over his head: "Come on, go to the front line to see!"