Colonel Willy Glenn, commander of the 151st Brigade of the 50th Division of the British Empire Army, was holding a telescope and observing the German position.

He felt his head hurt. General Franklin, the commander-in-chief, scolded himself on the radio. The general was furious and could feel the splashing saliva on the microphone.

"Whatever we said, we dragged all the attacking troops back, and the 13th Brigade on the right was also stuck there. Whatever we said, we were the key location of the entire front line, and we had to speed up the attack. We also said, "We should defeat the Germans at any cost. But when we heard that I had lost six "Matildas" and scolded me, clamoring to send me to the military court. We wanted to defeat the enemy and could not lose anything. How could it be possible?" Colonel Glenn angrily whipped the poor oak tree beside him, while recalling the fierce battle ahead.

Everything was perfect, according to the original plan, the 13th Brigade of the 5th Division and its 151st Brigade each led a heavy tank battalion to attack the German troops in the direction of San Quentin from the Alascombre front southeast. Aerial reconnaissance found that there were only two German troops in that direction, and they were moving westward. One was an armored division and the other was an enhanced mechanized infantry regiment, and no other follow-up troops followed them.

If the plan is correct, I and the 13th Brigade are ready to give up the main tank unit of the tank division first, and suddenly appear on the flank of the enemy, defeat the German infantry with all their might, cut the armored division in half, and then annihilate the tank unit that lost its infantry protection that was released in front. The two French divisions will also attack the side of the German mechanized infantry regiment from the front near Yamang to the northeast, and then launch a centripetal assault with us to completely tear the two German teams, opening the connection between the French First Army and the British Expeditionary Force and the French rear.

At the beginning of contact with the German army, the precious "Matilda" tanks that had been specially protected did indeed exert extraordinary power. They not only cooperated with the infantry to eliminate a whole battalion of German troops, but also directly destroyed the German anti-tank positions.

At that time, it was clear that the enemy's infantry and trucks were standing in front of them like targets, parked in a row on the dirt road without any obstruction. They exposed their soft weaknesses to themselves, and their troops could completely defeat them as long as they rushed up. But unexpectedly, the Germans abandoned their usual style of fighting and ran away without a sense of honor. What's more unexpectedly, the Germans actually left two tanks and a wheeled armored vehicle to stop their pursuit.

Although the 37mm guns of the two German No. 3 tanks could not penetrate the front armor of "Matilda", they were really ruthless in dealing with the starting soldiers. The two tanks kept moving their positions and slaughtering infantry with grenades and machine guns. The drivers of "Matilda" usually showed off their power and were well-trained, but at the critical moment, the guns were all empty. It seemed that they would only attack fixed targets. The armored vehicle was even more troublesome.

It drove back and forth quickly on the dirt road, and used its terrifying 20mm machine gun to fire at the infantry while "Matilda" was focusing on the two German tanks. It was said that it was terrifying because the 20mm cannon killed the infantry more quickly and effectively. Before the two tanks and the armored vehicle were destroyed by "Matilda", they had killed at least two of their own companies, and dragged their troops there for a full half hour.

I had no choice but to order the troops to rush to chase the escaped enemies. When I chased the woods, I found that the despicable Germans had already established a blocking position in front of me. In order to test the opponent's weaknesses and reality, I launched an infantry attack first. The opponent was indeed prepared and used fierce firepower to push the infantry back.

But it seemed that the other party had no artillery. So I ordered the 25-pound artillery battalion behind me to launch a shelling of the heavy firepower points that the German army had already exposed. It seemed that the effect was pretty good. It destroyed many armored vehicles of the opponent and destroyed the opponent's machine artillery position on the hillside. Then I ordered "Matilda" to accompany the infantry to attack the opponent's infantry trenches, but unexpectedly, the cunning Germans actually hid their power, and the infantry was hidden by the Germans.

The hidden light field guns and anti-tank guns were blocked, and "Matilda" was also bombarded by four anti-tank mines buried by the damn Germans. Two of them seemed to be damaged by shelling and parked on the battlefield. As a result, the tank soldiers were frightened and fled back quickly. It was simply a shame for the British Empire Army. They didn't see them running so fast during the attack, which made them very doubt the actual speed of "Matilda"'s reverse gear.

Originally, the infantry men continued to charge under the command of their brave officers, but some German fighter jets flew from somewhere and shot at the infantry, destroying the morale of the infantry and completely shattering their own perfect attack this time. If it weren't for the few 40mm machine guns he arranged nearby to drive the planes to a high altitude, I really don't know how the morale of the soldiers under my command would have dropped.

Interestingly, the Germans were also shooting at the planes at the beginning, and they stopped until they saw the planes strafing at the infantry. It was really strange. Did the German anti-aircraft artillery have not been trained to identify their planes? Later, the strange German bomber passed by his head silently and rushed into the battlefield. He was really scary at that time. It was really scary and oppressive when a big guy passed by his head without any sound.

Later I found out that it was an injured plane, and both engines were shut down, and one of them was still emitting white smoke. The guy fell to the middle of the battlefield. He was stunned at that time. To be honest, he had never seen such a large plane for emergency landing. Then he saw it hit a "Matilda" who was shocked on the battlefield. I really don't know how the crew in the tank felt. I didn't see anyone inside escape. After being hit like this, even if there were living people inside, it would be very difficult now.

After a closer look, I found that the plane looked not simple. The Nazi party flag was printed on the fuselage, which seemed to be a special purpose aircraft. So I immediately ordered the soldiers to shoot at the plane and see the reaction of the other party's German army. If the other party's strong reaction was that it means that the plane was indeed very important or that important person was sitting in the plane, then I immediately mobilized the artillery machine gun and completely destroyed it, and maybe there would be an unexpected gain.

Thinking about it now, I really regretted the decision at that time. At that time, I should have ordered the tank guns and machine guns to destroy the plane. The Germans' reaction at that time made him make sure that his judgment was correct. But when he wanted to issue an order to completely destroy the plane, the Germans fired smoke bombs and blocked their sight. When they saw the target clearly, the Germans who survived the plane had already run into the trench opposite. They used a telescope to vaguely see that there seemed to be a senior general in the group of people. They were really wrong.

Just when I was regretting, I received a contact signal from General Franklin, but the old guy scolded him on the radio.

What makes me feel embarrassed now is how to take that position at the least cost in the shortest time and completely defeat the Germans. Colonel Glenn looked at his watch and said that there was not much time left, so he must take that position before the sun sets, otherwise he would be pushed to the military court for the crime of delaying the opportunity to fight.

Glenn and his staff studied for a long time but could not think of any way to solve the current problem. As a result, he had to issue an offensive order that according to the old custom of the British Army, "first cover the enemy's positions with dense artillery fire to destroy the opponent's minefield, and then 10 minutes after the artillery began, the infantry carried out another assault with the tanks."

Then he looked at the German positions opposite with a telescope, thinking, "What are the Germans thinking now?"

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Chapter completed!