Battle of the Third Reich

"Hanke, hand me the wrench, the number five... No, not this one, the one on the left is long, okay, thank you." Rudolph took the tool passed by his companion and drilled in. Under the hood of his 251 half-track armored command vehicle.

"You try again, slowly..." Rudolph shouted to his companion in the driver's seat.

"Quack... boom..." The engine of the armored car began to roar with a harsh friction from the starter motor, the cylinder trembled rhythmically, and the exhaust pipe spouted a choking noise. Green smoke.

"You try to step on the accelerator a few times." Rudolph yelled at his companion.

"It's normal, no problem."

In Rudolph's ears, the shapely roar of the engine was as touching as the angel's hymn.

"You guys repaired it and did a great job, Rudolph."

Lieutenant Herman, who had been waiting aside, shouted loudly that as an assistant to General Goodrian, he had been supervising the maintenance of this armored command vehicle on the side.

"Thank you, sir." Rudolph closed the hood of the armored car hard, and then jumped off the long front of the 251.

"Turn it off, don't waste gasoline." Rudolph shouted loudly while gesturing to his companion in the cab, the engine stopped breathing after a few breaths.

"It's really strong." Rudolph patted the sturdy front armor of the armored car with satisfaction, and then he walked toward Lieutenant Herman with his fingers while plucking the ear holes that were itchy by the roar of the engine.

"Is it really repaired? Sergeant Rudolph, she won't break down anymore." Herman took off his military cap and stared at the huge armored vehicle.

"Be aware that the situation ahead is not ideal, the general's mood for the past two days... You understand what I mean, if this car is in the same condition as it was last night, you can do it yourself."

"No problem, sir, I just replaced her with a new carburetor, and I have carefully checked the other parts. She is now as good as just leaving the factory. Rest assured, sir, there will be no more Any question. Believe me, I use my medal to guarantee," Rudolph hurriedly answered.

"Keep your medal, if there is another problem, we will all be unlucky. You should double check again." Herman ordered seriously: "Remember to fill up the car and be ready to go at any time. ."

"Observe, sir."

Herman nodded solemnly, and once again warned Rudolph with his eyes, then he took his military cap and turned and walked towards a large military account nearby. He hesitated a little in front of the tent. He took a deep breath and settled.

"Report!" Herman called out loudly into the tent.

"Come in." After getting permission, Herman opened the heavy curtain and entered the tent.

"Oh, Herman, is there any new information, lieutenant."

Director of the German Armored Corps, Lieutenant General Lieutenant Guderian was lying on the huge map table in the middle of the tent. He was drawing something with a red pencil. He just looked up and glanced at his young adjutant. Go up a map.

"Your Excellency, there is no up-to-date information yet. I am here to report to you that your command vehicle has been repaired and can be set off at any time." Herman reported with a straight voice.

"Oh...well, let them prepare for departure first, I will stay here for a while, I am waiting for the report of the third armored regiment last night."

Goodrian drew the last line on the map. He threw the pencil on the table and straightened up and smiled at his adjutant.

"Got it, sir. Do you want something to eat now? I've asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you." Herman asked respectfully.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry." The armored soldier replied with his hands on his hips while stretching his sore spine.

Guderian has been working for the night. Although this is not a big deal for him, who is famous for his excessive energy in the German generals, his overnight image really does not match his noble identity. He didn’t wear a belt, his military uniform was open, revealing the rumpled military shirt inside. The first-level Iron Cross medal hung upside down on the neckline of the unbuttoned shirt. His thin hair was scattered on his forehead. If it weren’t for the deep blue The eyes are still exuding the strength and confidence, otherwise the term decadence can be used to describe his current image. Fortunately, the rigorous Dougan and Feng, Brauchic, were not present, otherwise the lieutenant general will be covered by the horrific artillery fire of the two military experts.

"General, did you not rest again last night? Would you like to give you a coffee first?" Herman asked.

"I slept in front for a while, and now I'm in good spirits. If it's hot, let's have a cup." Guderian picked up his drinking glass, poured out the cold coffee, and then handed the cup to Deputy officer.

"General, you need to pay attention to your body. If you have time, I hope you can really take a rest. If you exhaust your body like this, it will be difficult for me to explain to the head of state." Herman sent the service personnel to send The coffee maker that came brought Gudrian a hot cup of coffee, and he said while handing the cup to the general.

"Thank you." Guderian took the glass, and he replied with a wry smile: "I know I need to rest, but the situation now makes me unable to sleep peacefully."

He took a long sip after taking a sip of coffee.

"You wait for a while to release these orders, and let the third armored regiment report on their fight last night as soon as possible, telling them that I am waiting for them. Oh, after I finish breakfast, I call the Chief of Staff of Sorendock. Come here for a while, I have something to discuss with him." Guderian picked up a dozen command documents on the table and gave them to Herman.

"Comply, General." Herman took the file and put it in his folder.

"Your Excellency, you seem to be in a good mood today."

"Then you are wrong. Since the day we started attacking, I haven't felt better."

Guderian frowned and took a sip of coffee. Then he said: "No one expected that the French resistance on our front would be so tenacious, it was unbelievable. In front of our powerful fire, they were still guarding every fortress. And the village, every time I left the battle, I was left with a broken wall and corpses everywhere. Sometimes I couldn’t bear to fire on them. Their tenacious spirit was really admirable. But their tactics were dull and suicide. It's not the same. The French soldiers have used these days to prove to me that they are also brave warriors, and they can indeed be proud of their flag.

But it's really enough. I'm tired of the unnecessary sacrifices of the French. The other legions are arbitrarily spreading on the vast land of France, and I, and I am stuck here, carry out this **** stupid slaughter every day. No tactics, no strategies, just offensive and then offensive. The French seem to be determined to shed their last drop of blood in my hands. If anyone tells me now that the French are cowards who will run away at the sight of our tanks, I will tie him to four On the front armor of tank No. 1, let him experience the power of those "cowards". "

Guderian gently blew the hot coffee before taking a sip.

"Damn, it seems that only my direction has such a tough defense. Of course, our Flanker's flanks are similar to ours. However, the troops in several other directions have not encountered any trouble, any Trouble! They are progressing at an alarming rate." Guderian said that emotions began to get excited. He stood up and set the coffee aside, and then took the red pencil and made a gesture on the map on the table.

"Look at Rheinhardt and Hult. Their armored forces met really a line of cowards. They even advanced them 140 kilometers in two days. They had already thrown Paris far behind. , I know that they will come to a large-scale detour in the next step. The two infantry divisions outside the two tank groups can involve the French frontline troops. This will be a brilliant victory, and this victory will be It’s what I dreamed of getting."

Goodrian pestered the pencil fiercely on the poor map.

"Look again, the 28th Infantry Corps, the 2nd Legion. The guy from Model. The head of state would indeed choose the commander, and it would be right to throw Model from the position of chief of staff of the army group. No one can do it anymore. He will seize the opportunity more than he does. He always likes to drill holes in his defense. To see where he has rushed, I really doubt if there is a Frenchman in front of him. At his current speed, give him a month. Can take his legion through Italy and rush into the Mediterranean." Guderian collapsed on his chair in frustration.

"And we, what kind of enemies are we encountered here. I really don’t know how the French thought about it, maybe they knew that I was in charge of the attack in this direction, so they put their elite into my On the front line. Look, the French 7th Army and the 6th Army, there will be two first-level Army in front of me. Wei Gang’s guy must hate me very much, he must hate me.” Guderian was depressed. Said.

"General, you don’t have to worry about anything, haven’t we already broken through their defenses? It’s just that the progress is a little slower, as long as we complete the tasks he gave you within the time prescribed by the head of state, then no one can. Come and blame you. Now the head of state must have known what we are here, and he will understand your difficulties." Herman comforted his chief carefully.

"Worry, I don't worry about anything. I'm just disappointed with the speed of our attack now. Our attack was so powerful and rapid at the beginning of the war, and now... you see, we have only moved forward for two days. Fifty kilometers, not only lags far behind other troops, but also has a greater loss than all troops. I have lost 30 tanks and 50 armored vehicles. If this continues, I doubt whether we can maintain our current offensive strength. We must now make every effort to break through the front line of defense, and we must ensure that the next step of the head of state can proceed smoothly, otherwise he will really send me to Norway to defend the bunker. Even if the head of state can understand our current situation, but we If you are stuck here like a fool, you will definitely be teased by my disgusting colleagues." Goodrian sighed with a shake of his head.

"The Sepulus on the flank is much easier than ours. They are more than thirty kilometers away from us. They are not worried that their flank will be attacked by the French because I am dragging the French here. But the three heads of **** Dogs are really well-deserved, and they can only do that kind of tsunami-like attack. I only need to watch once for that kind of attack, and I can’t stand the heart if I watch too much. The gorgeous attack method is only It can be suitable for the powerful firearms directly under the head of the legion, not to mention they also have a clever chief of staff."

"Your Lord Manstein is indeed an unparalleled military genius. The Sepulus under his leadership may be the most powerful legion in the world."

At this time, the serviceman walked into the tent with breakfast. Herman took the tray holding the breakfast from the serviceman. He withdrew the serviceman and placed the tray respectfully in front of Guderian.

"Please have breakfast first. I think that after this difficult period, the battle behind us will definitely become smoother. You know that our Guderian Legion is not something that the French can stop."

"Hopefully, General Manstein is a clever commander. I hope he can lead Sepulus to destroy the French logistics supply base as soon as possible, so that my positive pressure can be relieved a little bit. Then we can See if the chief of staff’s plan is as useful as he said.” Guderian picked up the knife and started cutting his breakfast.

"General, please take your time. I will see if the report of the third armored regiment has been sent." Herman asked respectfully.

"Okay, remember to call your Excellency Chief of Staff."

"Got it, sir." The adjutant nodded and walked out of the tent.

"Hopefully, the third armored regiment will not let me down." Guderian muttered softly, then fork a piece of sausage into his mouth.

Guderian may now be the most depressing commander on the German front. The armored forces he led sturdily hit the toughest defensive section of the French Army. For two full days, the nineteenth armored army advanced only a pathetic fifty kilometers, and his colleagues on his left flank had already broken through the French line of defense and began to march deep into France.

Ronderstadt regained his command of the Army Group A. Paris has been surrounded by his army. Now, the general who has just been out of prison for three days is taking him proudly. The three legions and group headquarters commanded by himself slowly climbed toward the French capital at the speed of pure outing. His two armored clusters and twenty infantry divisions are madly cutting deep into the French east line. They not only cut off the passage of the ten French divisions of the Mackinaw line to the French inland and the two French army groups on the east line. The road to retreat to the south of France, and has created a situation of encircling the two army groups, these French troops will never escape to the warm south.

Three elite infantry divisions are cooperating with the c group army to prepare to starve the ten French divisions in the fortified armored fortresses of the Maginot Line. According to Xu Jun’s plan, there is no need to waste the precious lives and German resources of the German soldiers for these ten divisions, as long as they are temporarily besieged and wait until the French government surrenders, these troops will hand over the solid defense line Own hands.

The B Group Army in the center line assaulted toward the middle of France in a chaotic attitude. Not only did the offensive speed so fast, but they also had no formation at all. The infantry units of the B Group Army are currently fighting with their divisions as their units. The various units are walking on the map to the route set by the General Staff before the war. They can seduce any attack on their attack route. aims.

The task of this group of infantry divisions of the b group army group is to create chaos. It is strange to see their attack route from the map. It is not so much an attack route as a mess, but in fact these seemingly chaotic routes It was all obtained after the rigorous planning of the staff of the War Bureau. Each division is very clear about their mission. They operate strictly according to the overall timetable. If the attack goes well, the timetable will be accelerated, and vice versa, no unit can accelerate or slow down the speed of the attack.

This seemingly irregular and logical offensive line completely confused the French defense forces. For example, the 37th Infantry Division of the German Army, when he first started the attack, he was on the left wing of the entire army group. Two days later, the French saw him in the attack sequence of the right wing. The German forces penetrated the entire line of defense like mercury, and they interspersed through the gaps that the French did not pay attention to behind the garrison troops, and then launched the attack from the direction that the troops did not imagine.

In the eyes of those French commanders, German troops appeared all around them, and they were under attack from all directions. The French commanders had to continually mobilize their reserve team, and they continually mobilized those troops to the key positions they thought. As a result, these precious troops had to fight against the bombers of the German bombers on the open fields of France. They caused more losses in the march than in the battle. The defense line constructed by the three reserve second-tier army on the French midline was cut apart by the first-class headless flies, and then they were eaten bit by bit. The logistics system of the mid-range French army has been torn to pieces by the German ** teams that are constantly intersecting with each other, so the French ** team of the whole division began to surrender because of the bombs and the food.

The German infantry's results were brilliant, and they finally let those armored forces not dare to underestimate them. The most incredible thing is that in this kind of attack that seems to be in a mess, the logistics of the B Group army group can be kept in good order. Because those troops are all uniform infantry divisions, there will be no shortage of supplies. The logistic forces of the b group army march along the French railway line. They evenly spread the supply base throughout the front line. Each division logistics unit can seek supplies from the nearest supply base. The road congestion in the early days has ended. The excellent transportation facilities in France have indeed saved a lot of effort from the German Ministry of Logistics. Now they can timely deliver the much-needed supplies of the troops ahead to any corner of the front line.

The performance of the Luftwaffe is also very good. The 2nd and 3rd Air Forces have completely controlled the air **** on all battlefields. At first there were some French fighters bravely taking off and resisting, their bravery and fearlessness caused some trouble for the Luftwaffe. But the problem was immediately resolved. French aircraft were often blasted into a pile of scrap iron by the following German bombers as soon as they landed. This expensive bonfire was lit up at every airport of the French Air Force at one time. The Luftwaffe completely occupies the French sky, and they can attack any seemingly valuable military target without any disturbance.

With the continuous advancement of the field airport, German death angels can now spread fear and death unscrupulously towards the French troops on the ground, the sharp howling of the dive bomber and the thunderous roar of Heinkel echoed throughout the battlefield Over the sky. French soldiers responded weakly and weakly to the Luftwaffe. The number of German aircraft shot down by ground forces was smaller than that lost due to malfunctions or cāo longitudinal errors. Whether it is a bomber or a fighter, the German pilots hovered happily over the French position, and the losses of the French troops added their own medals.

Guderian was arranged on the western front of the entire battlefield, and the troops attacked from here were the elite of the German Army. Their mission is very critical, they want to break through the French defense line and capture those important ports along the coastline. If they occupy those ports and transportation hubs, it will be the deadliest blow to France. France will not be able to obtain reinforcements from those overseas colonies and the British government. From the current situation, relying on the power they have accumulated can never resist the attack of the powerful German squad.

The French also understand this deeply. They put the strongest and most elite forces on the western line of defense. The French are determined to protect the coastal cities and southwestern provinces at all costs. The richest cities in France They all converge in that area, as long as those areas are still in the hands of France, they still have a chance to fight back.

The French resolutely gave up their capital, which was easy to attack and difficult to defend. They even gave up the eastern battlefield that they would definitely occupy in their eyes. They retreated the French government cabinet and those financial, cultural and industrial institutions to the southwest coast. In the city, the unoccupied areas of eastern and southern France are also busy retreating those important institutions towards the sea.

As a result, Guderian so unpreparedly hit the strongest line of defense that the French were determined to defend. If the Luftwaffe had mastered the air dominance over the sky and could provide him with uninterrupted air support, his losses would definitely not be limited to this. The French soldiers in front of him knew that they were the last line of defense, and they were willing to use their lives to defend the Third Republic of France.

In front of the soldiers with such a determined will and the last batch of elite weapons in France, a breed like Guderian who can sustain the offensive speed and rely on indiscriminate fights to break through the French three-tier defense has been completely Can be classified into a fierce and fierce program. If it was Kruger or the like who launched the attack, it might have shouted to the headquarters for reinforcements.

In fact, Guderian has not yet encountered the strongest resistance of the French, because another beast has already attracted the attention of the French opposite him for most of the past. The Corps of Cyprus relied on his powerful offensive force and elaborate tactics to advance into the depths of the French defensive circle. The powerful combat power came from the fanatical worship of the direct commander and the over-density he possessed. The firepower, and the exquisite tactics come from his new commander. Manstein was appointed as the new chief of staff of the army on the day he met Xu Jun. According to Xu Jun’s decree, Mueller must fully obey the command of the chief of staff during the battle, and Manstein became a real The man who pulled the belt on the neck of Cypress.

The new head of state not only rescued him from the terrible place of the Berlin Military Prison, but also gave himself such a respect that Manstein could not express his gratitude. In order to repay, he made up his mind to fight this battle even if he did all his strength and wisdom.

As a result, as soon as the military genius exerted his strength, Cypress's offensive style changed. The original completely mad dog-like attack was strictly forbidden. Cyprus changed his previous rampant style and began to do all kinds of tricks. Strictly speaking, he was attacking according to the textbook catalog of the German Army Tactical Department. Every regular or irregular tactic was taken out, and the army commanders changed their way to the French position again and again. The three divisions are like a giant grinding disc taking turns, crushing the enemies on the opposite side. Sepulus relied on the tactics that made the opponent undefeated and the powerful dual air-to-air firepower. He broke through the French's four lines of defense and is striking toward France's fifth line of defense at a steady rate.

However, the Guderian Legion, which is relatively weaker than him, can only be left behind. As a result, Guderian has become the slowest advancement among all German troops. It is no wonder that the armored director will be depressed until now.

"General, the report of the Third Armored Regiment is here." Herman opened the curtain and hurriedly entered the tent, holding a telegram in his hand.

Guderian raised his head, and when he saw the unnatural look on his adjutant's face, he couldn't help but chuckled, and it seemed that he was going to review a batch of death lists.

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