My Third Empire

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Ryan in the picture didn't smile, but a cold face. He was carrying an assault rifle. The black tank uniform on his body looked a little messy, and there were oil stains and dust in some places.

But his eyes were cold and firm, and he seemed to radiate his cold and proud light all the time. Under the unique large cap of the German SS officer, because of his harsh eyes, the small freckles on his face that looked funny had no childish taste at all. He just stood there, cold and cold like a sword.

The Iron Cross under his neck made him look extraordinary and respected. He was wearing a tactical vest that was slightly newer than the military uniform but looked a little sloppy, with a magazine on it. A pair of military boots is old and has not been taken care of for a long time-he is no different from an ordinary big-headed soldier, but no matter who he looks at, he will know that this must be a man with a story.

Alice beside Rennes left a completely different image for this moment. She smiled restrainedly and shyly, and she looked so gentle and gentle, as if it were a boudoir, exuding the unique charm of women.

She lost a lot of weight in the photo than when she first came, but her face is more perfect, a little less cute and cute, but a little more **** and charming. Like many girls aged seventeen or eighty, she is full of youthful breath all the time.

The military uniform that looked sloppy on Rennes looked clean and neat on Alice. She smiled cleanly, her big eyes narrowed into a beautiful crescent moon, her fair skin was whitened by the black SS military uniform. The slender legs look more slender because of the uniform pants.

The two stood just one punch apart, but the whole photo exuded a strong discordant atmosphere, as if Rennes stood on the right side in the cold winter, while Alice stood on the left side in everything The spring of recovery. The aura distributed by the two people is so out of place that people can't help but endure.

But if you look at this photo carefully, there is a trace of contact between the two people. The whole photo is below the grid, and there is also a sense of unification that is unclear-Ren is no longer cold, and Alice also looked a little more determined.

The young actress photographer did n’t know he had created a legend unconsciously, but just shouted to Rennes and Alice aloud: “Okay! I ’ve taken photos!”

Rennes relaxed in an instant, and turned back to see the French behemoth, Alice was a little bit distraught. She felt that she had not performed perfectly just now, and she should be closer to Rennes. The effect of the photo might be better.

But Alice soon recovered her mood, walked to Rennes with a smile on her hands, accompanied her captain to look at the French train gun in front of her. I have to say that this is indeed a huge guy. At least in front of it, humans are much smaller.

"Now, Rennes, why did the French have so many advanced weapons, but we were defeated?" Alice asked, suddenly looking at the train gun.

"Because from the beginning to the end, we humans are in control of weapons. It is not only the merits of weapons that determine the outcome of a battle, but also the role of people." Ren looked at the train guns, but he officially answered Alice's Question: "We are cruel, move fast, and have unwavering determination, so we win the war."

The key to victory or defeat is weapon technology. It is also the person who has mastered the weapon technology. How important the role of man is is not easy to explain, but an example can be used to show that people are enough to change something in war.

The same is the Air Force and the same backward fighter. Yugoslav pilots dare not sacrifice sacrifice to take on the powerful U.S. Air Force, while Iraq only dares to bury its fighter in the sand-the same failure, some losers are eagles, And some losers are just ostriches.

The upstart Japan relied on cunning and fierce, and the long and avoiding the short-lived Huaxia fell for more than half a century; the volunteers with backward weapons relied on perseverance and courage, and the world ’s first power without fear of hardships did not dare to step beyond the Leichi-so they have led the army since ancient times. Those who don't envy the helmet and bright armor, but love the tiger and wolf teacher.

Of course, Rennes is not all right. With the development and progress of human technology, the gap in weapons has become more and more irreparable-you can still fight the me-262 with many faults while driving a p-51 fighter. Take a fight, but in any case can not deal with the opponents of the f-15 level.

"But Rennes. Being cold and heartless is not a good quality. It will make you miss a lot of good memories, and also make you lose yourself and lose the virtue of kindness." Alice continued to say: "I think This is not very good. "

"I admit this." Renn nodded. "But in this place, in this war environment, coldness can let you live longer. I don't want to die, so I have to live coldly and ruthlessly. "

"You're right." Alice nodded. It seemed that the question was more about convincing herself, so she easily agreed with Rennes: "I don't want to die, I want to live with everyone. ! Bauman, Andre, **** Bruce ... and you! "

"I will take you to live!" Rennes nodded firmly: "Maybe a few days later, we will enter Paris, and the war will be over."

"Under the Eiffel Tower, we will take another picture and keep it as a memorial!" Alice said yearningly: "I want to buy French perfume and drink red wine there!"

"That's a lot to ask. Your salary is not enough to buy socks." Ren sneered. Alice began chasing Rennes in embarrassment, and Rennes climbed onto the French railroad cannon twice, and stood on a line of scaffolding iron plates above the railroad cannon, laughing at Alice below.

Since the background of the times is war, the peaceful scenery will naturally not be the main theme. When Rennes and Alice were bathed in the short tranquil sunshine, the soldiers of both sides were doing their best on the outer defense positions of Dunkirk. The fierce fighting between you and me is going on.

Friedrich frowned and looked at the British position opposite with a scissor periscope, which was being covered by a fierce artillery fire. Black smoke pillars rose into the sky, one after another, and the Friedrich rockets woven a dense fire net over the British across the head.

This time the British army was really retreating, and finally let the German soldiers see their true tenacity. The fighting has been going on for an hour, and despite knowing that the British soldiers suffered heavy losses, the Germans still did not receive any news that the British troops were ready to surrender.

The Luftwaffe demonstrated the corresponding strength of their air hegemons. Thousands of planes bombard Dunkirk in turns every day. The Stuka bombers came over like locusts and then swooped in turns, dropping the bombs into the crowd of British and French forces. in.

They searched for their targets in the air—these targets were not camouflaged in air defense, and were piled up in droves on both sides of the road and in the suburbs of the city, including weapons and equipment, dense military camps, and field hospitals. Stuka easily found these high-value targets, and then dropped bombs to destroy everything.

Above the sky, the invincible German fw-190d fighter hovered under the clouds like a vulture. They shielded Stuka from bombing over the Allied heads as if they were unmanned, and sometimes dived down, using the 30 mm on the nose Machine guns and machine guns of 13 mm caliber fired at the ground, knocking over allied soldiers of an infantry company in one breath.

There were tanks and trucks that burned after being hit everywhere. The houses were damaged and collapsed. The soldiers fell to the side of the road because of excessive fatigue. They looked around. The cannons were abandoned because of the lack of shells. Tanks and armored vehicles on the roadside.

Frightened coalition soldiers crowded together, waiting for the retreat promised by their officers. As early as two days ago, they were told that they would leave the human **** at Dunkirk, but unfortunately, only a few ships have come to rescue them.

"Gather heavy artillery, bombard the B highlands, destroy the British firepower points there. Then put 2 battalions in 2 regiments to attack here, control the commanding heights." Friedrich withdrew his gaze and pointed to the staff on the map on one side : "The British army has ample ammunition, and we must prepare for repeated battles in this battle."

"Colonel, this is the list of our army ’s deaths this morning. The four companies involved in the attack lost 72 officers and soldiers. A No. 3 assault gun was destroyed because it was hit by anti-tank mines. Hit, still rescued now. "

"Continue the bombardment! Send a message to General Manstein, saying that our army suffered heavy losses. After applying, we withdrew to rest and let the 40th division top up to fill the gap in the defense line." Friedrich began to feel his soldiers, and said: "Let the liaison officer of the Air Force fight for more. It is better to cover the aircraft for a while."

While speaking, another round of artillery hammers hit the British defenders' battlefield. The dull explosion sound came from far away, and the soil was brought into the sky by a huge and violent explosion. The German 150mm caliber heavy artillery fired. Unlike the intensive rocket artillery, the German artillery fired more accurately.

"Attack! Start!" Not far away, a commanded German barracks commanded loudly. In the simple trench, one German soldier after another stood up. They sorted out their ammunition, left their weights and supplies in the trench, and then jumped out with a command.

The g42 machine gun next to it began to roar violently, and the tracer flare to the British position. The soldiers bent over and rushed to their targets. Another German attack began!