The thigh rubbed over the grass clippings and made a slight "??" sound. The military boots almost moved across the ground. A strange movement caused him to suddenly pounce on the ground, pointing the mp-38 muzzle in his hand in the direction of the source of the sound.

This is a wilderness somewhere in Southampton. It is not far from the coastline and is located about 170 kilometers away from the British capital London.

Southampton is too close to Hainan Line and Portsmouth. Opening Southampton is like opening the door to Reading, which is an important strategic location for England. After all, if the German paratroopers take Southampton and capture Reading, it will be equivalent to the middle section of the Thames. If the Thames is mastered, it will control most of England's life and death.

The soldier lying in the grass widened. He still couldn't see clearly what was ahead with the moonlight. The grass was too dense. However, he was also glad that the grass was dense, otherwise he really didn't know how to avoid it. He waited until the sounds in front became more and more frequent, and he almost couldn't bear to pull the trigger and shoot a bullet.

"lightning!"

"thunder!"

Thanks to the bastards who made the details, they actually used such a secret code in such a clear sky.

The code was corrected. The two people who were extremely nervous before formed a bunch of people. There were twenty-three people under one point, which was almost a row.

"Have you ever encountered the British army?"

"No, Sergeant. Until I met you, I did not meet anyone."

In addition to the limited number of airborne aircraft being misplaced, the entire airborne operation was unexpectedly smooth, which surprised many soldiers who originally thought that the airborne would have to fight bloody battles.

Three paratrooper divisions that were deployed to the scheduled battlefield in advance, they were airborne in Southampton, Reading and Portsmouth. For example, the "Imperial Scimitar" paratrooper division was sent to Southampton. During the whole process, there was almost no resistance except for the limited number of British anti-aircraft guns firing, and the whole operation was as simple as a training game.

The other two paratrooper divisions are affiliated to the "Skeleton" paratrooper division of the armed SS, which is the direct paratrooper division of the third SS Division of the armed SS. The division was sent to the Portsmouth area where the combat expected to resist relatively fiercely, which is the F2 combat zone of the entire combat deployment. The first "Green Devil" paratrooper division of the National Defense Forces system was sent to the forefront of the entire battlefield, namely Reading (the b3rd war zone).

"The soldiers here come from different platoons..."

"Okay, damn it. The pilots had previously vowed not to make random shots, but the facts were in front of us. There were the second and fourth rows of the fourth company, and the second and third rows of the first company. God knows why the soldiers who should not have been airdropped in the same area gathered together. In short, all of them are currently planned for the leadership of Sergeant Edrich. Before we go to the assembly point to meet with the main force, we should have the ethics of being a soldier."

God knows what the relationship between obeying orders and ethics, but thankfully, these soldiers from different platoon companies have no objection to this. After all, such things have happened before. In fact, even worse things have happened, such as the "Imperial Scimitar" Paratrooper Division and the "Bismar" Paratrooper Division. The battlefield sending of the two divisions is clearly ten kilometers apart, but the soldiers of the two paratrooper divisions met outside the predetermined airdrop range.

"Count the weapons..., yes. We have two mg-40 in total, twelve fifty round drums, five three hundred rounds of bullet chains; a fifty millimeter shell run, eighteen rounds of shells, six conventional shells, four killer grenades, three explosion grenades, two incendiary shells, three smoke bombs; two rocket launchers, sixteen shells; eight hammer anti-tank handles, twenty-three ammunition; two sniper rifles; sixty-eight grenades…”

Absolutely, the equipment of the paratrooper division is more luxurious than any military line. After all, their entry into the battlefield means being surrounded and fighting against the enemy. Considering that the paratrooper division does not have equipment such as artillery, armored vehicles, tanks, etc., the relevant anti-armored weapons must be configured. Therefore, generally speaking, a platoon of paratroopers in the German Third Reich has about two ordinary companies. If compared with the paratroopers in a company of the German Third Reich with the Japanese army, the firepower of a company is probably the firepower of a Japanese infantry brigade (not equipped with artillery companies or battalions). Why is this happening? The answer lies in not only machine guns and mortars, but also anti-armor weapons, but more importantly, the submachine guns in the hands of the paratrooper division soldiers of the German Third Reich.

In the European battlefield, after a large number of MP series submachine guns were equipped, the firepower comparison between the two sides was roughly: a German Third Reich's Defense Force infantry company had about one and a half companies of British firepower, and a battalion of German Third Reich infantry was about a regiment of the British army. The larger the army's system, the higher the difference. There are machine guns, mortars, and artillery relationships, but what is more important is the relevant auxiliary equipment, such as armored personnel carriers and semi-tracked fire support armored vehicles.

Simply put, whether in terms of equipment or morale, the current army in 1940 cannot produce any of the troops around the world compared to the Third Reich of Germany, especially the soldiers who participated in the war after so many wars. In fact, apart from these, let alone coordinated combat and effectiveness of land and air, which is also the subjective reason why the Third Reich of Germany was invincible on the battlefield.

"Two machine guns and one shell run to form a machine gun squad. The soldiers with anti-armor equipment immediately planned an assault team to let the snipers find their own deputy. Very good! After all planning, our configuration is enough to deal with a company or even more enemies!"

Sergeant Edrich smiled grimly like a madman, and his eyes that were constantly scanning the map looked red and looked very scary.

"Here..., and here! According to the map sign, the two areas hide the British artillery positions. These cunning guys, the artillery they placed here can directly shell out friendly beach areas..."

Before he could finish his words, a sparse sound of rifles rang out throughout the night sky. An objective judgment was made from the distance from the sound. The firefighting scene was about four kilometers away from them.

"Well...that's the British patrol that encountered our brother."

Sure enough, the sparse rifle sounds were covered by the unique coherent shooting sounds of mp-38.

After the first gunshot sounded, more and more gunshots filled the entire night sky. Perhaps it was because of the knowledge that the coastline was forcibly landed by the Third Reich of Germany, the hidden artillery deployed in the rear were pushed out from every corner, and then "boom boom" guns were fired.

"Okay, don't worry about those for now. Let's go along the edge of this damn woods right away..." Edrich put the light-free helmet on his head with one hand and waved his right arm: "Go forward, go forward, go forward...boys!"

The armed SS was indeed a army full of madmen. These extremely neurotic officers led a group of soldiers with strong desire to sacrifice themselves. Every time they fought, they were all crazy and sick. The generals of the National Defense Forces system criticized this and always said that the armed SS went crazy and ignored any tactical formations. They only knew to charge forward desperately and regard guns and rains as nothing. However, in fact? The past battle examples of the armed SS showed that although they were crazy, they were not fools. Although the casualties during the war were indeed a little heavier, they completed the task well every time.

Twenty-three figures quickly disappeared into a dense grass...

Against the dark background, the original silence was slowly replaced by gunfire.

Judging from the gunfire, the firefight between the two sides was not very fierce, which proved that the German base was correct: the intelligence success, coupled with the fierce bombing, there were not many remaining British troops in the airdrop location chosen.

In London under the night, in the early morning... many generals were awakened by the phone ringing at the head of the bed. They did not realize that the nightmare had arrived. Some generals even complained to their wives or lovers when they were awakened: "Those fussy bastards, they were scared by the bombing of the Germans!"

They heard the other end of the phone yelling in anger: "The Germans have airborne! England has their paratroopers everywhere, and many of our bridges and important strongholds have been destroyed!" Finally, they used a desperate tone: "God! The news just confirmed, they not only dropped paratroopers... The Germanic barbarians forced to land!"

In other places far away from the sound of gunfire, people were awakened by neighbors in their sleep and shouted to turn on the broadcast. The announcers inside no longer had the ease and humor of the past, and even idiots could hear the crying voice in the announcers' voice.

People looked at each other while listening to the bad news, and they seemed extremely at a loss.

The wife covered her face and cried: "God! They are here, really are here! What should we do?"

The husband forced himself to smoke from a calm place: "Local Defense Force..." He didn't know what he was saying, and he didn't even notice that the cigarette in his hand was almost burning into his hand.

The radio announcer exclaimed: "I got the news again, our heroic fleet has responded. After the powerful Royal Navy was mobilized urgently, they set out from the military port of Coleran, and they will soon arrive at the battlefield, destroy the Germanic devils with shells, and let these damn invaders be buried in the belly of fish!"

Perhaps the announcer himself did not expect that when he just said that when the Royal Navy responded, the people next to the radio cheered and waited to talk about the place name Colerane, all the people who were originally cheering were stunned...

"Cole Rain? Isn't that in Northern Ireland!?"

"Yes, the fleet was originally transferred there to avoid bombing from the German Air Force."

"So, how long does it take to get from Coleran to the landing waters of the English Channel Germans?"

No one gave the answer, the only thing they left was despair...
Chapter completed!