"Quick! Park over there at the edge of the trench! Wittman hurriedly ordered, "Park the car crookedly, it looks like it's overturned." Wittmann understood that in a few minutes, the sun would shine from the sky to the ground, and at this time, all the ground vehicles that were still active would be the focus of the first round of strikes, and even the tanks that were stationary would most likely be re-shot unless they looked completely harmless. In the time available, Wittmann knew that his tank would not be able to retreat back to the woods, which were relatively safe when they set out. Therefore, Weidmann believed that he had to retreat his tanks to a position where it would be easier to dodge the first attack of the Allied air force in the first round of attacks, and to be able to retreat more quickly after the first round of attacks.

The trench that was half covered in earth was a good choice. It was not far from the road leading to the woods, and after the first round of air strikes, it only took a few minutes for the tanks to rush into the woods. And this half-filled trench with fallen dirt, and if you drive the tracks on one side of the tank into it, the tank will tilt a lot and look like it will overturn. In general, pilots are reluctant to waste ammunition on targets that are bound to be captured alive. Once the air raid is over, the two vehicles, which appear to have capsized, will be able to revive and rush towards his target

No sooner had Weitmann fiddled with his tank than the sun rose over the horizon.

"Attack!" Arthur, with his wingman, swooped down from the sky. Under his belly hung a huge fuel-air bomb. He and his wingmen were tasked with blocking the continued influx of German follow-up troops into the breach.

"Fuel-air bombs are the most suitable weapon for this type of task. Not only is it so powerful that it can clean up a large area with a single one, but it can also create a large enough area of extreme hypoxia. This makes it impossible for enemy infantry and vehicles to enter this area for a period of time. In this way, with just a few bombs, we will be able to block a large area. This was Ron's speech at the pre-war preparation meeting. Under his arrangement, an entire squadron of P/A38 was hung with such bombs and set off before dawn.

By this time, the shelling of the battleships had ended. The British infantry was rushing towards the gap, trying to plug it, and the German infantry was rushing towards the gap.

Arthur dropped bombs on a large group of German infantry advancing towards the breach, and as the bombs were dropped, his plane began to climb rapidly. And the bomb he dropped also opened a parachute and staggered down towards the Germans.

Some of the German soldiers turned white with horror as they looked at the bombs that were slowly falling. Many of them had heard of this terrible bomb, and some soldiers immediately threw themselves on the ground, or jumped into the ditches and trenches next to them, and some soldiers probably knew the terrifying effect of this bomb, and knew that even if they hid in the trenches, they could not escape the terrifying impact of this bomb. Moreover, it is more uncomfortable to die than to be killed directly in the explosion, to avoid the explosion, and then slowly suffocate to death in extreme suffocation. So the soldiers, standing upright, watched the bomb fall on them.

Of course, more Germans chose to run with their legs and try to get out of the bomb's kill range before they exploded. However, there is not only one bomb that falls, even if they run as fast as a cheetah and run out of the range of one bomb, they will send themselves into the range of another bomb.

Wittmann also saw the falling bombs. The bomb was only about 20 meters away from his tank, and apparently, his tank was also within striking range. Wittmann jerked his head back and closed the hatch at the same time.

At this moment, more than a dozen bombs exploded almost simultaneously. A huge shock wave swept over the area at once. Wittman's tank was already crooked, and the shock wave rushed straight at it, hitting the side of the tank. As a result, the tank, which had been tilted to the point of near overturning, was literally turned over, with tracks facing the sky and the turret facing down. However, the airtight xìng of the Tiger tank was not bad, at least, there were no large clouds of flames coming in from some gap.

"Captain, Captain! Are you okay? "This is Gunther the Loader?? Webb's voice, the overturning of the tank made all the members fall hard.

"Oh, I'm fine." Wittman touched his head, trying to straighten himself up, and said, "Everyone's okay?" ”

"Captain, I'm fine." This is the driver Heinrich ?? Lamell's voice.

"I'm fine, but I was hit in the eye socket by something." Gunner Karl?? Wegener replied.

"I'm fine......

"I don't have any major problems, just a little sprained in my left hand."

Seeing that his car crew was nothing serious, Wittman breathed a sigh of relief. He then asked, "Are the oxygen cylinders there?" "The space inside the tank is extremely narrow, and the air will never last long.

"Ah, mine is here."

"Mine too." ……

Before this sortie, the Germans had considered the situation in which the tanks were attacked by special enemy bombs. Tank crews are not the same as cheap infantry, which are nothing more than cheap consumables, but tank crews, especially experienced ones, are extremely important. So the Germans prepared an oxygen tank for each tank crew that could last about 30 minutes, so that they could survive the most dangerous extreme lack of oxygen for about twenty minutes after the explosion (the Germans overestimated the lasting effect of the bomb).

Wittman had flipped himself over. He asked, "Are you ready?" We're going to abandon the car and retreat on foot. ”

The explosion of this round of fuel-air bombs completely blocked the route of the German soldiers to rush into the British positions, and there was no doubt that the attack had failed. Now, as long as the commander has the slightest reason left, he will give the order to retreat. If Wittmann and the others did not evacuate quickly, they would have to be prisoners of the British.

Weittmann put on an oxygen mask and carefully opened the escape door, looking out. There was silence outside, as silent as a graveyard. Hundreds of infantrymen's corpses, complete and mutilated, were strewn across the vast area.

But Wittmann didn't have time to sigh, he slammed open the escape door, and then jumped into the trench at once, and then his crew jumped out one after another. They ran along the trench for a while, and then, in front of them, there was an open field of more than 100 meters. This is more than a kilometer away from the current defense line of the British, and the British machine guns are no longer a particularly big threat to them, but the enemy planes on their heads and the British mortars can still threaten them at any time.

Wittmann raised his head, carefully observing the enemy planes in the sky while thinking about his next move. In the open field of about 100 meters, if you rush violently, you can rush through it in more than ten seconds. But now there are no living people in this area, and once their car crew appears in this open field in this way, it will become very conspicuous, and it will definitely be attacked by the enemy.

"Lie on the ground and crawl forward until you get close to the edge of the woods." Wittman ordered.

……

After Arthur pulled up his attack plane, he began to circle over the battlefield, and in order to carry such bombs, his plane carried fewer other weapons. However, after dropping the bomb, he still has three 37 guns and two 20 guns.

But there really aren't any decent targets on the ground. And, at least for twenty minutes, he can't go into low-altitude airspace, where the oxygen content is too low, and the engine will stall. A bored Arthur began to look around, and he even thought, "Why didn't there be a German plane coming over to join in the fun?" ”

To say that there are still German fighters who want to come over and join in the fun. Under the strict orders of the German command, the Luftwaffe finally had a large-scale operation. In fact, from the early hours of the morning, German night fighters were put into battle. But these night fighters were confronted by their counterparts, American and British night fighters, and after a chaotic and inconsequential battle, everyone called in. The Germans shot down 3 Mosquito night fighters and lost one JU88 themselves, which seemed to be a decent exchange ratio, but they were not able to launch a decent attack on the night bombers at all.

When it was almost dawn, the Luftwaffe finally made a desperate bet and sent out all the fighters it could send in its hands. More than 200 fighters of various types poured towards the landing site.

The sudden force of the German fighter was completely beyond the expectations of Ron and the other Army Aviation generals, as well as the British Royal Air Force generals. In fact, for a long time, everyone has been accustomed to ignoring the existence of the Luftwaffe. And Ron, who came from another time and space, knew that in the original history, the Luftwaffe behaved very negatively in the battle of Normandy, and there was no such action at all. Could it be that now it was the butterfly effect of the traverser that made the Luftwaffe ignite all at once? However, this news did not surprise Ron and the other generals, on the contrary, they were all happy in their hearts, and at the same time they aimed their eyes at each other.

The reason why no one was so alarmed was that in the nearby airspace, the Allies had always maintained a large fleet of fighters, and they could easily concentrate a much larger number of fighters. And Jǐng stared at each other, because everyone wanted to have an extra share of this result.

"Connect with Boynton." Ron said to the radio crew.

"Okay general." The cāo clerk replied, and in a few moments he handed Ron a set of headsets.

"Daddy, how far are you from Area 5?" Ron picked up the headset and shouted inside, "...... Not far away? That's great! There are big fish! Hundreds of German planes are flying towards Area 5...... Hurry up, you must get ahead of the British and the rest of the wings, it is estimated that there will never be such a good thing in the future, this will be the last large-scale air battle on the Western Front! ”