My Third Empire

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Thuk! Thuk! The unique gunfire of the German machine gun rang out, and the tracer bullets were a bit dazzling in the daytime. The bullet flew several meters away and hit a bush in the distance.

Just like a real saw, this kind of G42 machine gun, which was affectionately compared by French soldiers to Acado's saw blade, completed a pruning of the bushes with the sprayed bullets. The bullet knocked off the branches of the shrub and sent a cloud of debris.

With the screams, a French soldier was shot in the neck, and the French machine gun that had just fired at the German machine gun suddenly went silent. At this time, the German army, whose pressure was suddenly relieved, began to fight back violently. G43 semi-automatic rifles and mp-44 assault rifles suppressed the French infantry on the opposite side with intensive firepower. Soon, another French attack was repulsed.

Check the ammunition! The machine gun team moved its position! Everyone pay attention to concealment, the enemy may launch shelling. While changing the magazine for the MP-44 in his hand, an officer ordered loudly: Check the wounded! We need medical soldiers shout!

Seeing a French b1 tank burning with thick smoke not far away, the officer frowned, and then said to the radio operator beside him: Call the battalion headquarters and ask them to find a way to support a few tanks over here. , The French army's offensive is getting more and more fierce, and they have also used tanks.

Okay, sir. The radio operator immediately grabbed the receiver: The 1st company called the battalion headquarters, the 1st company called the battalion headquarters, we need reinforcements, we need tank reinforcements.

After hearing the radio operator's call, the company commander officer turned around and began to assign tasks to several platoon officers who rushed over: Reorganize the defense line here, dig the trench a little deeper, and prevent the French from shelling. I need to be here, There is also a cross-fire arrangement here to cover our anti-tank fighters from attacking.

Company commander, don't we have armored reinforcements? A platoon leader asked puzzledly: It's not worth it to let our anti-tank fighters take risks.

This is not suitable for the deployment of armored troops, so there will not be many people from above. The company commander pointed to the surrounding terrain and said: There is only one frontal impact, and there are only a few flat terrains on both sides. It’s just a little bit, as long as there are two tanks, it’s enough to defend here.”

He looked into the distance: So we have to be prepared to hold this dangerous terrain before the support from above arrives.

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The German frontline assembly point, the command post of the 1st Grenadier Regiment of the 9th Motorized Rifle Division. On the square of an unknown French town, several armored vehicles parked next to the fountain in the center of the square, and looking to one side,

There are 4 Panther tanks parked.

Second Lieutenant Ren, the situation here is very complicated. Our regiment is responsible for sticking to the defense line several kilometers long, and our troops are too scattered. The head of the 1st Grenadier Regiment pointed to the map and said: You are sent here from above. Very happy, but with only 4 tanks, I cannot guarantee the safety of the entire defense line.

Let's talk about the situation. I was notified when I came that time was tight. Ren looked at the map, then pointed to a black line and said, There is a road here, which is the widest breakthrough in the vicinity. If they Take down the outer defensive position, and it will rush to Stone.

You think the same as I do, but I just received a call for help from the 1st Battalion. They were attacked by French tanks here. The regiment leader pointed to the location of a small line on the map and said, The Frenchman on the opposite side is an expert. He made an attack there with a tank, so I had to spread out to take care of that.

Can't the assault guns in the regiment go through? Ren frowned and asked, his tank platoon only had 4 tanks, and if they were used scattered, the strength would be even smaller.

No way, other places are also very important. I can't draw other troops, so I called the division headquarters to ask for reinforcements. I also have a company of infantry reserves. If necessary, I can send them to you.

How about this, I will allocate a tank to reinforce this small one, and deploy another tank on this large one. Ren thought for a while and said: In this way, it depends on which one the French choose to attack.

A single tank? Would it be dangerous? the regiment leader asked in disbelief.

It doesn't matter, I will carefully select the tank that is assigned. Ren marked a few locations on his small map with a pencil, and then asked for a few topographic maps nearby, stuffing them into the bag on his back. Then he wiped his nose with his sleeve, and finally smiled: If there are no other questions, I will make arrangements.

No problem, I wish you good luck. The regiment leader followed him with a smile, and then sent Ren out of the messy headquarters.

Back beside the tank, the four commanders were already waiting for him, and Marcus was the first to ask with anticipation: Hey! Ren, what mission?

Ren walked to the front of the tank, took out a map from the map bag, spread it on the inclined armor, pointed to the two points on it and said: We are responsible for guarding these two places.

Are you kidding? Two places? Marcus stared at the map for a second, then suddenly realized that Ren didn't refute him, so he raised his head suddenly and looked at Ren with disbelief: You Not really, are you?

I plan to let you go to the small side. Cars 114 and 115 will follow me and set up defensive positions on both sides of this road. Ren pointed to a place not far away and said, I will attract firepower on the road, and you will be on both sides of the road. Set up traps on the side.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Ryan! I want to stay here. Marcus suddenly objected: Remember? We had a race, and I had to destroy a lot of tanks to catch up with you What! So you can't throw me on the small board.

Marcus, you have more experience here, and I have to stay to command the battle of the entire platoon, so I have to send you there, understand? Ren said helplessly.

Marcus thought for a while, and then he smiled: Ren! The next supply and the next supply, I will give you all my chocolates! Look, you go to the small, I am in the big, how about it? I can also command Great defensive operations. You know what I'm capable of, don't you?

Okay. Ren thought for a while, then nodded: Chasing is not allowed, and recklessness is not allowed! The trap must be carefully prepared, and the core goal is to stabilize the entire defense line. Do you understand?

The temptation of two large boxes of chocolate candies is quite attractive to Ren. So he put away the map, jumped into his tank, took one look at the cheering Marcus, and then slipped into the door of his commander's command hatch.

While loudly ordering Bowman in front to start the engine, Ren put on the headset and talker. The tank trembled again, the engine roared, and the exhaust pipe belched black smoke.

Ren adjusted the communicator, and then issued this combat order to the crew: Go south from the bus on the right side of the town, turn right at the third entrance, target No. 3 bus, go!

Ren! The other tanks haven't started yet... we're the only ones going? Andre looked at him puzzled and asked.

Yes! Let's go to the small! Give the chance to Marcus and the others. Anyway, I'm not short of a few tanks. Ren smiled, then leaned on the hatch, and yawned: I don't know when I can take another vacation.

With the slight shaking of the tank, the No. 113 tank finally came to their line of defense. Several huge bomb craters lay across the center of the park, and in some collapsed houses around, a group of German soldiers were lying on their backs enjoying the sun. Except for the slight white smoke rising from the crater, it seems that this place has nothing to do with the war.

Welcome to Exit No. 3. An IDF officer with an mp-44 walked up to Rennes' tank and smiled, I'm in charge of the defense here. Thank you for coming to support. I didn't expect them to I sent you here, and I feel relieved to have you here.

How's the situation? Ren asked casually.

We lost 39 people, and there are 83 soldiers left. The company commander pointed to some trenches behind him: They launched three attacks, with heavy firepower. The last time they used a b1 tank.

I need a camouflage bunker, can I borrow some people? Ren looked at the terrain in the distance, and then asked.

Because it was a second lieutenant and a star tank commander with the Iron Cross, the company commander seemed very easy to talk to: It's no problem, I can lend you 20 soldiers, but time is running out , according to past experience, in half an hour, the French will attack again.

Then let's not waste time, let's start! Ren pointed to a collapsed house and said, There are two walls that can be used, just pile the furniture inside and stuff outside.

A row of 7 soldiers! I need manpower! Quick! Quick! The company commander ordered loudly.

Soon, the ruins were cleared out, and Ren's tank drove off Xiao Gong, and slowly drove into the building with only two walls left. The gun barrel of the No. 113 tank stretched out from the window of the building and merged with the entire collapsed building. Ren picked up the binoculars, looked at the hillside in the distance, and looked at the small ones on the other side that were not wide, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

And just behind the hillside that Rennes scanned with the binoculars just now, a French b1 tank is slowly moving forward. Behind this French tank is another b1 tank, then the first, and the second four. If someone looked from the top of the hillside, they would see dozens of French tanks, with a mass of infantry in black, advancing towards the defensive position where Rennes was.

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