Volume 4 of the Third Reich under Ten Thousand Characters: The Sorrow of France Chapter 31: Sudden Encounter!

When the jeep of the chariot and cavalry battalion retreated, the French in the woods cheered for victory. Although this was a victory in an encounter, they had not tasted the taste of victory for a long time. Why didn't they be happy? But when the French lost their vigilance and hugged each other in the air, the howling sound of mortars being shot, causing these Frenchmen to fall from heaven to prison.

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Maximilian reported the situation here to the division headquarters with a dark face. According to his personal speculation from the strength of the counterattack, more than one battalion of French infantry might be hidden in the woods. The shelling just now shows that these Frenchmen have not lost their main equipment. In addition, the reconnaissance squad reported that they found unknown models of armored vehicles. All of this shows that this is a carefully selected military hiding site by the French.

Maximilian asked the troops to retreat 3,000 meters and parked on a slope, and then asked the artillery company to aim the muzzle at the section chosen by the woods to shoot. There is a reason for this. The firepower of the mortar cannon can be used to reconnaise which section of the woods the French artillery was hidden. Sure enough, under the influence of the mortar company, the French army still fought back, and the French artillery array was exposed instantly.

"Silly French!" Maximilian was furious. This was his first time to retreat and avoid the battlefield. When the enemy had artillery, his chariots and cavalry would be the best target for the enemy artillery. "Report the coordinates of the French artillery array to the Air Force. Move the mortar company to the rear!"

The correspondent Joey seemed very busy now. He quickly reported the coordinates of the French artillery array and also conveyed the new order issued by the division headquarters to his battalion commander. "Sir, the division headquarters let us hold back this French army. The 26th Tank Battalion is 12 kilometers behind us. You can arrive at the battlefield within 5 minutes. The 14th Stuka Squadron can also join the combat sequence in 3 minutes!"

Maximilian looked back at the artillery soldiers who were dismantling the equipment of the zodiacs, and seemed very anxious. The French artillery was getting closer and closer. Now that the sudden stop of fire was obviously correcting the shooting of the zodiacs. He decisively ordered: "Don't worry about those things, pick up your weapons and join the charge sequence!"

The mortar company commander hesitated for a moment, and horses carried out the order. The veteran Jet, who had participated in the First World War, felt very distressed. He deeply understood that the German motherland lacked resources. Such a new type of mortar can be said to be broken, one less, and as a senior lieutenant, he really didn't want to relive the bitter fruit of defeat again due to lack of resources.

Boom - Boom -

As soon as the mortars withdrew from the formation, the French shells fell down. The mortar was lying in the crater with smoke, and it was obviously a pile of scrap iron.

After the shelling, Jet got up from it. His heart beat faster and his face became ferocious. A qualified officer always took care of his equipment as his children. Now his children have become steel residues under the bombardment of French artillery. The four people in his heart were filled with a feeling of shame, just because the equipment they wanted to protect with their lives has been scrapped!

Maximilian took the lead in climbing the jeep, and he shouted: "Continue to retreat!"

Jeter obviously hadn't broken free from hatred yet, and his eyes were red: "Sir! We should move forward and kill all the French!"

Maximilian repeated with a cold face: "You are excellent Germanic soldiers, and obeying orders is your duty! Car, retreat!"

The French fired again, and the shells kept hitting 15 meters ahead. One crater after another was blasting, which also shows how correct Maximilian's order was. The troops lacking long-range firepower could only remain the target of enemy artillery.

It was another 1,500 meters that Maximilian ordered the evacuation to stop. Judging from the size of the crater, the French lacked large-caliber infantry artillery, and their range would not exceed 4,500 meters. Some French small-caliber infantry artillery could not even exceed 3,000 meters.

The facts also proved that Maximilian's judgment was not wrong. The French only stopped halfway after chasing the fire, and these Frenchmen only prepared some small-caliber anti-armor weapons. This was specially prepared by fearing the German armored forces. This old-minded army had not yet emerged from the fog of failure.

Randolph was still lying in the natural shelter without moving. At this moment, he seemed a little dazed.

For the needs of the motherland, any Germanic person must accept challenges without fear of death. This is why the Germanic complex was born. This rigid nation is the highest nation in the world that has achieved popularization of education. Every adult German citizen has the right to enter the school to learn knowledge.

This nation has a strong sense of pride, and often this sense of national pride drives every German to make selfless contributions for Germany. The Germanic national spirit tells every citizen that we should be rational, disciplined, rigorous and serious, and meticulous. This also gives people an impression that the Germanic nation is very rigid. The obedience that the Germans emphasize. Under the wrong explanations of some people who are interested, the Germans became a group of barbarians who only obey the top leaders and carry out bloody massacres. There has never been a right or wrong in the world. There is only one truth in the world, that is, strength and weakness!

Why did Randolph go to the battlefield in military uniform? It’s very simple. It’s because of his motherland. He is proud of his nation. He needs someone to defend it! Randolph can no longer hear any sound. He was shocked by the shelling just now and lost his hearing temporarily. He grabbed the weapon in his hand and never returned. However, the education of the military commander was kept in mind: never surrender!

What can an ordinary soldier who has been temporarily forgotten do? Randolph didn't know, he only knew that the proud Germans would not surrender to the cowardly Gauls! He looked down at the already dead squad leader, and kept wandering in his heart howls before the squad leader died. He suddenly thought of something, took out the wooden handle grenade tied to his waist, unscrewed the safety cover, and tied the lead wire to the joint of the middle finger, which can ensure that after being shot, he could still have enough strength to pull the lead wire and let the grenade explode.

"Don't surrender. Never surrender!" Randolph's body trembled more frequently. He was not a person who was ready to die, nor was he a person who could give up his life easily. But at least he understood one thing, that was that everything on the battlefield was involuntary. He often heard veterans tell stories about the French treating German prisoners during World War I. He did not want to be abused to death by the French, nor did he want to be ** the French like a dog. This is the reason why he would never surrender.

The hearing slowly returned to Randolph, and some intermittent French began to come to his ears. The young man could not speak French, but from the voice, he could know that the French were sharing the joy of victory. The short three or five minutes was undoubtedly very long for the young man stranded alone in the formation. He didn't understand why the French didn't come to investigate the formation, but only knew to hold the wooden handle grenade with force.

If a person is in high tension for a long time, his spirit will become a little blurred. At least Randolph thinks he has hallucinations, and the buzzing sound that keeps wandering in his ears becomes louder and louder. Then there is a panic sound of alarm from the French. Randolph twists his stiff neck and looks towards the sky. A black dot appears in the sky in the southeast. The familiar whistling sound is undoubtedly extremely beautiful.

The sudden appearance of a Stuka caused the French army to riot. This dive bomber, known as the Howling Vulture, played a vital role in crucial battles many times. The French even surpassed the German tanks in the woods. The Frenchmen in the woods ran towards their fox pits quickly. The French infantry who were not prepared for fox pits screamed and looked for all natural covers to cover.

Randolph's courage began to grow stronger due to the arrival of his air force, and he began to look up frequently. The leads of the wooden grenade in his hand were also removed, and he firmly grasped the Mauser 9k style in his hand. With hope, the timid supplementary soldier's eyes also began to flash fierce light. He tried his best to lower his body, collect the surrounding grenades, including the egg grenades on the squad leader's body, and fix them together, intending to throw them out in the chaos and create a chance for himself to escape.

Stuka began to raise the height. This was preparing for dive maneuvers. For a moment, there was no other sound on the battlefield except Stuka's scream.

Randolph gasped. This was probably the most tense moment in his life, with life and death tied to each other. He was waiting for Stuka to bomb the French. However, what he was waiting for did not happen. Stuka flew to the French infantry and did not drop the bomb, but flew straight to the rear of the French. Not long after, a familiar roar sounded, and then a series of explosions came. Randol watched Stuka climb up again, they just hovered in the sky without attacking the French infantry. He found that the French infantry seemed to be crawling forward in this direction beyond his own. These French infantry were holding 1915 Shaosha mm caliber light machine guns in their hands. They were on the edge of the woods, relying on the hidden brackets of the tree branches, as if they wanted to shoot at the sky.

Sure enough, the French were looking for a favorable German bomber who was scattering the sky. They were only 4 meters away from Randolph. The sound of the light machine gun throwing the shells was clearly audible with the sound of gunpowder firing. Randolph raised his head slightly and could even see the French man operating the light machine gun in a squat position. His angle could easily shoot the French infantry who operated the light machine gun and shot into the sky, but it also meant that he would be discovered.

The angle of Stuka in the sky seemed to be unable to find who was shooting at them, and kept making evasive moves in the sky. Randolph's face darkened, as if he had made some major decisions. He held the egg-type grenade in his hand, and the fuze had been pulled away. He suddenly stood up and threw the grenade out. Before he could see if there was a target, a shuttle bullets pressed him into the depression again, and then there was an explosion and the shouts of French infantry. No need to guess, it must be the French who discovered Randolph's existence.

The chanting of Shaosha light machine gun stopped. Randolph knew that he had hit the target, and he could not be happy at all. The bullets that kept shooting hit the surrounding soil made a strange sound. A voluptuous hand rolled into the depression. Randolph breathed and rushed over and picked it up and threw it out. The bomb grenade exploded 2 meters in the air. Randolph suddenly felt a numbness in his abdomen, and then a pain came. He was hit by shrapnel.

"The sky...so it's so blue, it looks so beautiful." Randolph felt the breath of life leaving. He smiled without regret. The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see his own troops appearing in the distance. The first one to reveal the guns of the type ii tank, and he finally closed his eyes. The driver of Stuka No. 19 found that the soldiers of our army were insisting on fighting!"

The chariot and cavalry battalion was following closely behind the 26th Tank Battalion. When Maximilian heard the report sent by Stuka, he was stunned at first, and then jumped to answer "I know". In the chaotic battlefield, he could not take care of every soldier. He was killed alone in the history of war. This would not be the first time or the last time. He could not be responsible for his actions with the soldiers of the army. To be blunt, he deserved to die.

If possible, the chariot cavalry battalion really doesn't want to follow the slow-mobile tank to eat dust. They are eager to get back their lost glory, but this can only be considered. If the chariot cavalry battalion lacks armor protection is forced to charge, it will definitely suffer heavy losses. This also shows that the chariot cavalry battalion has certain limitations.

The French artillery did not open the card again to reimburse the reimbursement. The French used all means to prevent the German tank from advancing. As the distance narrowed, the French hidden anti-tank gun finally opened fire. The 25mm caliber anti-tank gun could shoot through 40mm tank armor within 400 meters.

The front-line type ii tank made a loud noise, and a dent appeared in the front shield that was hit. The scratched sparks had not yet dissipated. The bounced anti-tank warhead hit the side of the tank and blasted a crater. The gunshots also began to grow. The French poured ammunition to the German armored troops advancing desperately, which also exposed their own firepower arrangements. White smoke continued to emerge from the muzzle of the ii tank, and then a roar. The French bunker was hit, and the remaining limbs were thrown into the sky with soil.

Suddenly, the Frenchman stopped the fire, and the Frenchmen hiding in the bunker began to retreat regardless of casualties. The French infantry climbed out of the bunker became the prey of the 20mm cannon on the left side of the Type III tank. Just as the attention of the Type III tank was attracted by these French infantry, the trees behind were constantly being poured down by pears, and a muzzle suddenly popped out...

"French tank!"
Chapter completed!