Chapter 81 Jerboa Run
Looking at the reconnaissance plane staggering away, He Chi flicked his wrist.
I have been too tired recently, and the battle just now has exhausted my energy, and my hands are not stable. In the end, the bullets seemed not to hurt the opponent.
Forget it, it’s not easy anymore.
Wow!
He Chi put down his heavy machine gun and jumped down from the second floor. The soldiers on the deck made way for him one after another, staring at him with frightened and frightened eyes. No one dared to look at him who was "drifting and racing" on the sea just now. Behavioral protest.
Are you kidding me to have a conflict with this monster? Am I more powerful than the German submarines? !
At this time, the flagship Codrington sent a signal "Please return to the team and sail according to the instructed area."
After a while, the Little Nomad rejoined the team under the watchful eyes of all the ships, and he The rearranged position was exactly that of the original Foxhound destroyer.
And the message popped up again in Hechi’s eyes
[Little Nomad: 497 people, overall ranking: 11]
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At midnight on May 29, on the left side of the Dunkirk bridgehead, the British Third Infantry Division was receiving orders Defend a key canal.
Boom boom boom! ! ! !
The German heavy artillery continued to bombard the British position, raising sand several meters high.
"Target! Panzer III ahead, 500 meters" the observer shouted in the trench
"Ready the 6-pounder gun! Fire!!!"
Two six-pounder guns opened fire at the same time, one A German Panzer III tank that was climbing a hill was hit in the side armor, its chain was broken and it was scrapped and stopped in place.
"Yeah!!! Beautiful! I killed one." The soldier operating the gun raised his arms and shouted, but as soon as he stood up, he was stunned. Behind the destroyed Panzer III tank, there were more than a dozen other tanks. Tanks painted with iron crosses jumped out of the horizon and rumbled towards them.
A tank turned its turret, and the last thing the soldiers saw was the black muzzle.
Boom! ! ! !
A shell hit the British artillery position, and no one in the anti-tank group was spared.
The same battle situation occurred in various locations on the battlefield. Manstein's troops concentrated their armored units to form a sharp arrow that tore through the British defense line.
The dark armored clusters surrounded them from all directions, and the British forward position was in danger.
"Either give me reinforcements or let us retreat!" These were the original words of the frontline troop commander.
In the command post, a British man wearing a beret and the rank of major general put down the phone.
He just received the latest order.
Good news: He was promoted, and his boss, Alan Brooke, commander of the Second Army of the British Expeditionary Force, has returned to the UK, and he was appointed as the actual head of the Second Army.
Bad news: This person in charge can only work for three days at most. If he is unlucky, he may even go directly to the German prisoner of war camp to be the chief officer.
This man was none other than Rommel’s future opponent in North Africa, Montgomery, nicknamed the “Desert Jerboa.”
"Sir, we have reached our limit. We just received a call from the front. There are too many enemy armored units. In two hours at most, our blocking defense line will completely collapse." The adjutant on the side reported with a somewhat panicked look.
“Two hours is enough.” The major general nodded, turned around and asked his assistant, “Are all the things you asked to prepare before ready?”
“Yes, sir, as you requested. All the requirements are here..." The assistant guided the general to an open space.
A large number of four-wheeled things appeared in front of us - more than 500 cars of various types. Among the generals of World War II, Montgomery was one of those who "are good at fighting without great achievements." He was accustomed to preparing everything in advance and then proceeding step by step. He especially liked to use superior equipment to deal with poorly prepared enemies.
A week ago, he had a premonition that failure was inevitable, so he arranged for the people below to collect various cars early.
You must know that the Allied forces requisitioned more than a thousand vehicles during the entire Dunkirk retreat, and his troops directly accounted for one-third.
“Leaving one regiment to continue to delay the German attack, all the other soldiers got into the cars and told the boys that we were going to Dunkirk, where there would be a ship to take us home.”
That night, under the cover of a small number of troops, the British 3rd Infantry Division rushed to Dunkirk in a large number of vehicles. Compared with the embarrassment of other friendly troops, these soldiers appeared more calm. They firmly believed that their commanders He has the ability to take himself back, as evidenced by the car at his feet.
In the dark night, the car lights were connected in a row, and the soldiers left the position in trucks.
The general stood on the side of the road and saluted every car. Some people advised the general to leave with the car, but he said righteously, "I will not leave until all the soldiers have left safely!"
Many people around him heard the general's words, and some soldiers were moved to tears.
The sound of gunfire was very close, and the silhouette of a black armored vehicle also appeared on the horizon.
"Your Excellency, let's leave quickly, the Germans are coming soon." The adjutant began to urge, regardless of his superiority or inferiority.
“Don’t worry, I’ve been prepared.” Montgomery confidently walked to the door of a warehouse, opened the door, and revealed a green-painted car body.
Founder and simple body, classic round headlights, open cockpit, personalized seven-hole grille design...
This is an American-made Willys MB (the granddaddy of the Jeep series)< br>
“The most advanced off-road vehicle just designed by Americans, the light of American manufacturing, has not yet been put into mass production. I got one through my connections.” The general, who was over 50 years old, patted him proudly. The car body is like a child getting his favorite toy.
Having always been accustomed to putting work first, of course he left himself the most reliable car.
"Lieutenant, go and drive. This thing is specially designed for off-road use. There is no way the Germans can catch up with it." Montgomery was obviously very confident in his car.
The second lieutenant was about to open the door, but at this moment there was a strange noise in his ears.
Buzz~~~~~~Buzz~~~~
“Huh?! What is it!”
“That’s not right, please come out with me!”
The adjutant pulled General Montgomery out of the warehouse.
The two men looked up at the sky. A German-made Fokker Wolff Owl reconnaissance plane was flying staggeringly towards them in the sky with thick smoke from its tail. When it reached their heads, it could no longer hold on. The nose of the plane plunged and it dived down!
"Your Excellency, get down!!" the adjutant shouted, held down the major general, and pinned him on the spot.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The reconnaissance plane rushed into the warehouse, and a huge explosion lit up the night sky.
A flaming tire rolled out from inside, spun around twice and stopped at the general's feet.
Willys MB, the most advanced off-road vehicle, the light of American manufacturing...
It's finished.
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