Arthur pulled up the plane, and behind him, there were two Leopards, two No. 4Hs, a Rhinoceros, three Opel 3.5-ton trucks, and three half-tracks all burning.

"It's so enjoyable, it's like hunting a herd of deer in Yellowstone! Damn the Nazis, get out of here! Arthur's machine gunner, Abraham, shouted excitedly. Abraham, well, just look at the name and you can tell that he was a Jew. Hitler's persecution of Jews in Europe made it impossible for the Jew, who grew up in the United States, to sit still, so he signed up for the army and became a backseat machine gunner.

Arthur smiled and shook his head, this Heavy of his was good at everything, but sometimes it was too noisy. He controlled the plane to continue the climb, and then continued the search along the road. Arthur knew that these tanks had been moving towards Caen overnight last night. And they all use their own motorized marching methods. On such a long march, even a tank like the American M4 Sherman, which is known for its lack of failure and durability, will definitely have many of them break down due to breakdowns. Especially the big guys, like the Tiger tank

Arthur had heard many times about the Tiger tanks of the Germans from other units. It is said that in North Africa, that thing beat the American Xie Mantou (the M4 Sherman tank, which got its nickname because the turret was cast to look like a big steamed bun). So much so that when some guys think of the Germans, they immediately think of the Tiger tank.

This reaction of the other troops also made Arthur eager to destroy this super tank. However, after flying along the road for a while, I saw things like trucks that got stuck in the crater and couldn't climb out. This kind of thing, just 20 cannons to hit a little shè can make them burn. On several occasions, when planes flew by, there were German soldiers next to the trucks trying to figure them out of the crater. As soon as they heard the sound of the propellers, they immediately scattered, some of them hid in the woods, and some jumped directly into the drainage ditch on the side of the road. Arthur had no interest in firing at such a target, but his machine gunner Abraham was different, greeting the Germans' mothers or grandmothers incessantly, and raining bullets on them with his M2 machine gun, so much so that Arthur even had to remind him to conserve bullets. "In case we run into a German fighter, don't tell me you don't have bullets."

After such a jǐng lawsuit, Abraham was a lot more honest, of course, he would still shoot if he had the chance, but at most he would shoot a short shè or two, and he would stop.

"What's that?" Right in front of Arthur, a big guy that Arthur had never seen before appeared on the road.

It's a huge tank, and in terms of appearance, it looks a lot like a leopard. At first, Arthur did think of it as a leopard, but as the distance got closer, Arthur immediately realized that this thing was much more than a leopard.

"Good guys!" Arthur said, "I'm sure this guy is at least the size of two M4 tanks." What the hell is this thing? ”

"King Tiger Tank!" Abraham in the back seat replied, "Our people have met in Italy." ”

Arthur raised the plane, then dived down and fired his 37mm gun at the top armor of the King Tiger tank, which had been abandoned here due to a malfunction. The Tiger King's armor was very strong, especially the front of the turret, and it is said that it was never shot through, but, like any tank, the thickness of his top armor was very thin. The tungsten armor-piercing incendiary shells fired from the 37mm gun easily pierced its top armor and lit it into a large torch.

Arthur triumphantly circled the flaming tiger king, took several pictures from several angles with his camera gun, and then began to search along the road. Just then, a loud bang came from behind. Arthur looked back and saw that the Tiger King had just been killed, and the entire turret had blown up.

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While Arthur searched the Germans along the road from Caen to Falais, destroying German tanks and vehicles that had not had time to enter the hiding spots or had broken down due to breakdowns, Ron was also presenting his judgment of the battle situation to the higher-ranking commanders at the Allied headquarters.

"Since today's departure, our attack aircraft have been hunting along the roads leading to Caen. By about 10 o'clock in the morning, our attack aircraft destroyed a total of 87 targets, including 36 trucks, 12 half-tracks, 15 towed guns, 7 No. 4 tanks, 1 Tiger tank, 6 Leopard tanks, 4 King Tiger tanks, and 6 assault guns of various kinds. Most of these vehicles were destroyed by us when they broke down due to a malfunction. This shows that last night, a large number of German armored units were moving towards Caen. With so many armored units being moved to the vicinity of Caen, their purpose can be imagined.

I think Rommel might have been tempted to launch a massive counter-attack in the early hours of the morning to get a guy to knock us out into the sea. In my opinion, we should concentrate heavy bombers in the afternoon and carpet bomb some of the positions where enemy tanks are most likely to be hidden. Before nightfall we should lay mines on the road leading to the beach. After nightfall, the weather changes a bit, the clouds in the sky increase, and the height of the cloud feet is no more than 2,000 meters high. This will have some negative impact on our actions. But it's not that it's impossible to act. Our bombers are constantly dropping flares and bombs on several major roads to disrupt the enemy's movements. And tomorrow, my attackers will carry heavy fuel air bombs to attack the German armored forces that may appear. ”

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Weitmann's Tiger tank is now parked in a forest, and the world's No. 1 tank ace is now sitting on a rock no more than 20 meters away from his tank, holding his head high, looking at the sky through the gap in the branches and leaves overlapping his head. His Loader Gunther?? Webb was standing not far from him, kicking the blades of grass on the ground in boredom.

They have been partners for many years and have won many honors together in the Soviet Union. This time they came to the Western Front together to fight the Allies.

Formal tank battles have not yet begun, but the differences between the Western and Eastern Fronts are already manifesting themselves. On the Eastern Front, the most terrible opponents were, first, the enemy's anti-tank guns, and the second most terrible opponents were the tanks and artillery of the Russians. And here, there will be no too strong opponents on the ground, there are no too powerful heavy tanks on the side of the Allies, and in a simple tank battle, neither the American tank nor the British tank is the opponent of the Tiger tank. Of course, they can still pose a threat to him, such as those "Firefly" tanks with 17-pounder guns, which must not be taken lightly. After all, his own tank is not a Tiger King, and it does not have that kind of thick and perverted armor. It would be very dangerous to let the 17-pounder gun hit it.

However, Wittman also doesn't like the Tiger King, and in his opinion, it's better to call this thing the Leopard King. It's not that he looks too much like a leopard, it's that it's as reliable as a leopard, no, it's worse than a leopard. If his car was a Tiger King, it is estimated that it would have been abandoned on the road last night. Yes, the difference in air power is what counts. The Black Death of the Russians was powerful, but because of their limited range, they could not stop the Germans from gathering troops. But the Americans are different, not to mention the four-engine heavy bomber, even the two-engine P/A38, which also has the required range to launch attacks in great depth. This also made the season of the German armored forces start to slow down frighteningly.

At this moment, there was a tremor in the air, and then the tremor gradually became apparent. It eventually turned into a roar of engines and propellers. At this time, the sound of air defense jǐng newspaper was heard from a distance.

"Enemy bombers! Fast forward to the bomb shelter! "Wittman towards Gunther?? Webb shouted, and he stood up and ran towards a hole not far away.

This forest was actually a well-prepared starting point for the Germans. So the facilities are quite complete, for example, there is a strong bomb shelter here.

Wittmann and Gunther?? Webb ran into the hole, and the heavy steel gate closed behind them. Everything outside is blocked out of the gate.

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300 Lancaster bombers, lined up in a neat formation, flew towards this forest. In front of these Lancaster bombers, there are also 12 Mosquito bombers, who will be the first to drop bombs on the target area, leading the bombers to carpet bomb the target.

"This is it!" George?? Best was the pilot of a mosquito bomber, "ready to ...... Bombing! ”

Following George, 12 mosquito bombers quickly dropped bombs. And then those bulky Lancasters, too, entered the bombing course. Compared to the American B17, the British Lancaster bomber looked particularly ugly. When it comes to self-defense firepower, he can't compare with the B17 Flying Fortress. But this bomber had an unbeatable advantage: a large bomb load. In his magazine alone, he could carry 9.97 tons of bombs. The UK's proximity to Caen meant that the Lancaster bombers did not need to carry much fuel. And the reduction in fuel, which also means that it is able to carry more bombs.

A minute after the Mosquito bomber dropped the bomb, the Lancaster bomber also opened its magazine and began to drop bombs, and the bunch of bombs began to whistle down.