Imperial Overlord

"Go forward! Go forward!" The German officer who lowered his voice and boarded the beach seemed to have found his former self-confidence.

As long as he got rid of the unfamiliar ocean, after he realized that he was down-to-earth, there was no longer the inexplicable panic that he had before.

The German Army of this era has a self-confidence in its bones that no army of any country has. Now they dare to say that they are the most powerful, which does not need to be humble.

"Be careful with your feet! Go around those bushes! Maybe the enemy is behind! Keep your body down! Don't be a target!" Although the enemy still didn't fire, the German soldiers had no intention of stopping their advance.

Things on the battlefield are like this. Sometimes, no matter what kind of traps the enemy has set, no useful conclusion can be drawn without blood testing.

The boots were filled with sand, and the German soldiers found the tossing and turning in the sea a pain in the ass. They haven't seen the enemy yet, and their combat effectiveness has dropped by more than half.

This is the landing operation, this is the real situation of fighting against the sea. Sea, sand, cliffs and bushes, weather and tides... It seems that everything is against the landing force, and every step forward has to defeat many unrelated enemies.

"Why hasn't the enemy opened fire yet? We can already vaguely see those bunker sandbags, and they should be able to see us." Kneeling down on one knee on the beach, he simply established a forward command post, and a German soldier went ashore. The deputy battalion commander pointed to the front and asked in a low voice.

"Do you think we don't have enough trouble now?" The battalion commander looked at his superior and asked, looking at a cumbersome 75mm field gun that was overturned in the water and couldn't be pushed by more than a dozen people.

Not only was the heavy weapon paralyzed on the beach, but many German troops were waiting in the thick fog and didn't know what to do because they couldn't find their commander.

In this way, groups of German soldiers either bent down or kneeled on one knee and waited on the beach, waiting for their orders, whether to flank or attack from the front...

The deputy battalion commander was embarrassed for a moment, but fortunately the shells whizzing past helped him cover it up. The German soldiers who were attacking the enemy's positions were holding their weapons, and their trousers filled with seawater were wrapped around their legs like stockings.

This may be the most pitiful offensive operation. All the German soldiers are scolding mothers in New China while advancing. They're infantry...not marines okay?

The sound of the engine overhead sounded disturbing. The smoke bomb blocked the sight of the enemy, and of course also blocked the sight of one's own people.

The Luftwaffe bomber unit covering the naval landing had reached the front line, and Stuka was circling the target area.

God knows if those pilots who can't see what's going on on the ground at all will drive the plane down as soon as they are excited, and give an "unforgettable greeting" to the friendly forces on the ground.

Sure enough, the most feared thing for the German infantry on the ground happened. A Stuka dived and dropped a 250-kilogram bomb into a position already controlled by the Germans.

The huge explosion left a crater on the beach, and two hapless German soldiers lay moaning on the ground. Fortunately, there are no German soldiers in the vicinity, so the accidental injury is not serious.

"Use the radio to contact the division headquarters! Quick! Tell the Air Force not to drop bombs! These bastards!" clear.

"Let the marking unit quickly find a way! Damn it!" Looking at the big pit not far away, the battalion commander grabbed the radio receiver and ordered loudly.

Not far behind him, four German soldiers could not take care of their own cover and safety, and desperately tore off the German flag they were carrying.

A huge flag that was at least 3 meters long was pulled apart by four people, but no one knew whether the planes in the sky could see this huge flag.

On the battleship Cavour in the distance, at the division headquarters of the German landing force, the chief of staff put down the radio receiver on the communications unit's side and walked behind the division commander: "The enemy has not fought back! Maybe they have abandoned the beachhead."

"Really? The other party is going to put us on the shore and fight us in an upright manner?" The teacher was already driven crazy by the chaos and nervousness in front of him.

Hearing the news reported by the chief of staff, he ordered angrily: "Let the troops at the beachhead not wait stupidly! Go ahead and expand the landing field! Don't they forget how to fight if I don't kick their ass?"

Obviously, the troops on the front line did not forget how to fight, but were so frightened by their own planes that they didn't know what to do.

Soon, the second report from the beachhead arrived on the battleship Cavour. Hearing that the front-line troops were bombed by their own planes, the chief of staff's face turned green.

"Let Stuka, who is circling for cover, stop attacking! Immediately! Immediately!" After giving a loud order to the Air Force Liaison Officer who was following him, the chief of staff grabbed the radio microphone.

Facing the microphone, he ordered his troops to take emergency measures: "Hurry up and open the flag and try to let the friendly forces in the sky see you!"

On the beach, the battalion commander grabbed the receiver and squinted to listen carefully to the orders on the radio channel. The shells landed nearby, seriously disturbing his hearing. When the chief of staff repeated it a second time, he understood what the other party meant.

"I've already done that! Sir! The Air Force stopped dropping bombs, maybe they saw our flag!" After speaking, he pointed to the bushes ahead and ordered, "Move the headquarters there. !"

Directly in front of the battalion headquarters, the fastest soldier had already crossed the bushes, where more than half of the thick smoke had dissipated, carrying a rifle with a bayonet, the German soldier aimed the weapon in his hand at the already visible Guard fortifications.

Machine gun bunkers hidden behind bushes, and slightly tortuous trenches for traffic. There are even barbed wire in some areas.

"Go forward! Go forward! Go forward! Enter the bunker! Look for the enemy!" The squad leader and platoon leader who were attacking with the soldiers ordered loudly, and quickly jumped into the trenches.

"I didn't find any enemy soldiers!" Holding the weapon in his hand, a German squad leader frowned as he looked at the empty trenches in front of him, and turned to his men.

And his men have raised the muzzle of the weapon: "Sir, I didn't see any enemy soldiers... They seem to be gone."

"Platoon leader! Platoon leader! The enemy is not in his trenches!" The squad leader raised his muzzle above his head and shouted back to the platoon leader who had just jumped into the trench.

"I see! Stop shouting! I'm not blind!" The platoon leader slapped the sand on his body depressedly, turned around and shouted to the company headquarters not far away, "No enemy found!"

"They seem to have abandoned here! I don't know what's going on on the other side." Standing in the trenches and looking at the other side of the trenches, the German squad leader guessed.

"What else, did you hear the gunshots?" The platoon leader came over and looked in the direction of the trenches: "Take someone to search over there and see if you find anything!"

"Let the battalion commander contact the covering troops. It is estimated that the enemy has abandoned their defense near the beach, and they are not here." He gave orders to his squad, and the platoon commander walked over to the other side of the trench.

After hearing the news that the enemy was not on the coastline, the battalion commander quickly grabbed the radio and called the Italian fleet on the sea behind him: "Call the division! Call the division!"

"This is the division headquarters...Is there any problem?" It was quickly connected, and the voice of the chief of staff came from the receiver: "Has your regiment headed ashore yet?"

"Our regiment headquarters haven't come ashore yet! I can't contact the regiment commander...I have important news to report now." The battalion commander grabbed the radio and shouted loudly.

"What news?" The chief of staff who answered the radio communication for the division commander quickly asked when he heard the important news.

"There are no enemy troops on the beach! The enemy has built a position, but the position is empty!" The battalion commander continued to shout angrily, looking at the smoke bombs that had faded, and the planes hovering overhead that no longer swooped down to attack his own people. road.

"You mean? The position is empty?" The chief of staff heard the news, and his tone was obviously raised.

After a long time, there is no enemy at all in the position they attacked? Then they were like monkeys, and the chaos became what it is now?

At least 2,000 people are still floating on the sea, and accidents such as ship collisions and sinking have occurred frequently, and no less than 100 people have been killed so far...

As a result, those damned enemies abandoned their positions... The chief of staff even began to wonder if he was dreaming. As long as there were 500 British soldiers on the beach, they would have at least 1,000 killed today.

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After a long while, the chief of staff finally came back to his senses. He dropped the radio receiver and ran towards the bridge. As he ran, he shouted, "Stop the shelling! Stop the shelling!"

A few minutes later, the Italian battleship Cavour stopped shelling, and then the battleship Julio Caesar stopped its guns.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and all the German soldiers who went ashore realized that there was no gunfire at all, and there was no enemy here at all.

The regimental command officers, who had just barely climbed to the shore, were sitting not far from the sea, taking off their shoes and pouring the sand in their boots, and now they had time to spare.

"I'm like a clown, I've been teasing myself for a long time..." His face flushed morbidly, and the German division commander who commanded the battle almost fell over and fainted.

He swayed a few times before he barely died of anger on the battleship with everything in front of him...—

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