"Sergeant Fuli, lead your men to attack. We have to capture the town before dark! Hurry!"
"Understood! You, you, you and you, bring your own people and come with me!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Our tanks are coming!"
The battle on the outskirts of the town was not actually brutal. The U.S. military successfully captured the outskirts of the town after encountering only minimal resistance.
The two infantry battalions of the National Defense Forces defending this town did not have very strong combat effectiveness. They were reorganized units after being defeated on the Eastern Front, and they were also filled with a large number of recruits who had only received minimal training.
What's even more unfortunate is that the two battalions of Wehrmacht infantry were new units that had just transferred here yesterday. Most of the soldiers rushed into the battle without even understanding the terrain of the town.
It is unrealistic to use large-caliber naval guns for artillery support. A crackling artillery blast may even blow up the whole town. The US military also hopes that this key strategic node can defend the German army's subsequent counterattack and obtain a relatively complete
The town is more in line with the needs of the US military. Fighting in the ruins of broken bricks and tiles is the next best choice.
The battle to defeat the garrison outside the town did not take much effort. Although the preparations were hasty, the American troops who attacked all the way did not have any decent heavy weapons, and the tanks were still lagging behind. However, the American soldiers holding Motorola walkie-talkies called those who were in shallow water.
, fire support from destroyers that can approach the shore and shoot at close range.
After a blast of 127mm high-explosive grenades washed the ground, the non-permanent fortifications and bunkers built by the German army outside the town were instantly blown into the sky amidst the roar of artillery fire.
The American soldiers with high morale basically occupied the position by stepping on the corpses of the German soldiers that had been blown to pieces. However, the German commander who originally wanted to support the outer positions simply gave up the outer positions when he saw the formation and abandoned them.
All the troops gathered in the town and began to occupy the commanding heights house by street, deploying cross fire, preparing to use the town to resist the Allied artillery fire and engage in a street fight.
The American commander leading the group could probably guess what the opponent was planning. Major Jackson, who was responsible for commanding the attack with half the regiment, had some combat experience. The earlier battle in Sicily had already given him some experience.
There has been a change from the old man sitting in the office, and among the US military who are relatively lacking in actual combat experience, people like him are now qualified to be called veterans.
"Let our tanks speed up and cover the infantry to capture the town! Intelligence shows that these Germans just changed their defenses yesterday. They only have two battalions and lack heavy weapons. There is nothing we can do with our tanks! Within two hours I will
We need to hear the news that the battle is over, and let these bastards who play children's games with the Russians all day long see how powerful we are!"
Major Jackson stood on the outskirts of the town with his hands on his hips and a manure spoon on his head. His newly issued telescope was still hanging on his chest and was quite new. The whole person looked majestic and domineering, at least Major Jackson himself.
That's what I think now.
"Sir, the superior asked if we need air support? There is a group of aircraft carrier-based aircraft on standby!"
"Hmm? Air support?"
A round of naval gun support had just been called, and now aircraft carrier-based aircraft were available. He had never fought such a lavish battle, and had never enjoyed such treatment even during exercises. Major Jackson was a little confused, but after
After a brief moment of speechlessness, he quickly came to his senses.
"Tell them there is no need. The Germans have all hid in the town like mice after seeing a cat. The Germans are now trembling in the town! The bombs in the sky can't drive them out. Now it's our boys' turn."
Performed."
Air support? After the war has gone so far, I still need air support? Is it funny?
The confident Major Jackson did not want to be robbed of his credit at this time. His lieutenant general father who stayed in the country was still waiting for him in the newly built Pentagon to send back the good news and make achievements. This was the top priority that could bring glory to the ancestors.
A heroic U.S. Army major led half a regiment of infantry to capture the first small town after the Allied troops landed in France. Well, the headline on the front page makes me sad just thinking about it! Major Jackson felt that this
It's quite good, as if this newspaper has been carried in his pocket, and the victory is so close at hand.
Completely unaware that his self-confidence might be due to arrogance, Major Jackson was only thinking about gaining credit and had no idea that he might have missed the last chance to save the war.
Just when Major Jackson was about to open his mouth to say something more, a sudden change suddenly occurred at this moment.
call out--
Boom——
Boom——
The shrill scream of the cannonball piercing the air was accompanied by the violent roar of the explosion almost at the same time. The deafening sound made Major Jackson's eardrums hurt, and he fell to the ground in a daze, almost feeling his eyes.
He is deaf and feels weak all over.
When Major Jackson reluctantly stood up again with the help of the people around him, what he saw was the Sherman tank that was still healthy not far away, but now it had turned into a blazing steel incinerator.
Corpse Furnace, twisted and exploded.
"What happened? What happened!?"
Major Jackson cried out sadly in his heart. He didn't realize what kind of situation he was facing. At this moment, a second shrill scream stung the eardrums of everyone present, and struck again.
.
boom--
call out--
boom--
Boom boom——
This time, the shrill screams that broke through the sky were no longer singular, but reached everyone's ears in an almost continuous plural form.
This time, Major Jackson, who was prepared, was not knocked to the ground by the blast wave.
He clearly saw how the shells, which were so fast that even the afterimages could not be seen clearly, were shot from the side into the wide body belly of his own Sherman tank, how they tore holes in the armor and poured into it, and how they penetrated the Sherman tanks.
Mann's ammunition and fuel exploded together, and then his round head was sent into the sky with a violent explosion.
In such a short moment, which was so difficult to react, 7 of the 24 Sherman tanks led by Major Jackson were destroyed on the spot.
Before even meeting the enemy, without even knowing what he looked like, the tank had already lost more than a quarter?
Major Jackson was stunned. To be honest, he couldn't even believe that what he was seeing was real. Could it be that the German guys' miserable behavior on the beach were just an act?
"Oh, my... my God! Then... look over there! What the hell are those big guys!?"