Two grenades burst through the window and exploded, killing the other six gunners in Gun Position 7 who had no time to escape, and the six bodies lay staggered on the mottled granite floor.

As soon as the light of the window dimmed, the figure of a German soldier appeared in the window.

The German soldier wears black hiking boots, an M35 steel helmet, a small snow-white edelweiss flower pinned to his left chest in a gray uniform, and an MP40 submachine gun in his right hand wearing black leather gloves.

He crouched on his left knee on the windowsill, and the glowing muzzle of the gun quickly swept through the seventh gun position, stopping at the door that led to the tunnel at the seventh gun position.

With a movement of his left hand, he unfastened the square steel buckle from his belt, shook off the rope that was tied to it, and strode towards the door.

Leaning against the wall next to the door, he glanced out, pulled out a grenade tied to his waistband around his abdomen, pulled the fuse, and threw it to the other side of the door for three seconds.

Holding his breath, the German soldier leaped out and leaned against the door frame to fire two bursts of fire, ending the screams of two wounded British soldiers in the corridor outside the door.

The window of gun emplacements seven was dark again, and another German soldier slipped into the window, and like the German soldiers before him, he also had a striking edelweiss pinned to his left chest.

The second German soldier untied the rope around his waist and rushed to his comrade with a 98k rifle, and the two covered each other and ran to the other end of the corridor.

Behind them, German soldiers with white edelweiss pinned to their left chests jumped into the windows one by one, and then attacked the interior of the tunnel

Corporal Bill reacted quickly. The German soldiers had fled long before throwing grenades into the corridor.

"The Germans came in. The Germans came in. Gun position No. 7 was lost, ready for battle, ready for battle. ”

Corporal Bill shouted as he ran, pulling his neck at the bar, his heart-rending shouts as he crashed into the solid granite wall and then bounced and spread through the tunnel, panic quickly spreading among the British soldiers who couldn't figure out what was going on.

On the east side of the No. 7 gun emplacement, inside the No. 2 gun emplacement.

Sergeant Neeson and his gunners heard the explosion clearly, followed by screams and gunfire. There were also shouts of déjà vu.

Sergeant Neeson quickly sent two of his men to investigate the situation, and then prepared his men for battle.

Sergeant Neeson stood by the window of gun emplacement-2 and looked out of the airfield, where there was no one but a few buildings in ruins and bomb craters all over the floor.

A few question marks popped up in Sergeant Neeson's head, where is the enemy? Who's fighting whom?

Sergeant Neeson did not poke his head out, but if he poked his head out of the window, he could clearly see a thick rope hanging from the rock wall on the east side of the window, and a German soldier holding the rope and pedaling on the rock wall, swinging and descending rapidly, each swinging three or four meters away. Accompanying him to the second gun position was a tadpole-shaped figure.

Sergeant Neeson did not notice the enemy outside, and turned to leave. But he brushed the ground and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the sounds outside.

The sound of the propellers turning, and the roar of the plane's engines, and it's getting closer.

Did the planes of the Germans fly here? How can it be? Sergeant Neeson turned in horror and looked out the window again.

Two soldiers walked up to him, also attracted to the window by the growing noise, their faces full of surprise.

"It looks like it came down from above." A soldier shouted.

He had to shout, because the noise of the planes overwhelmed everything in the gun emplacement, and he had to shout to hear it clearly.

"Nonsense, of course the plane came down from the sky, will it still come out of the ground?" Sergeant Neeson glared at the soldier in disgust.

Sergeant Neeson withdrew his gaze and walked to the window, trying to peek out the window to see what was approaching.

He had just lifted his right foot, but it didn't fall, and his eyes were staring out the window, and his two eyeballs almost erupted from their sockets.

A tadpole-shaped aircraft, under the action of a small and large propeller on the tail and top of the plane, slowly descended, appeared in front of the window of the No. 2 gun position, the fuselage shook slightly, and this huge "tadpole" actually hovered in the air outside the window.

The distance between the two sides was only about ten meters, and Sergeant Nissen clearly saw that the German soldier wearing goggles sitting at the back of the engine room was stunned for a moment when he saw them, and then raised the muzzle of his submachine gun to aim at them.

The sound of death sounded, and Sergeant Neeson felt several invisible sledgehammers hit him in the chest, and then fell straight on his back, red blood stained his earthy yellow uniform, and a pair of round eyes stared at the roof, and he was actually dead.

The German gunners in the back seat of the Hummingbird helicopter mercilessly killed the three men near the window, then turned their guns around the gun emplacements until they ran out of magazines.

Throwing a grenade into the gun emplacement, the Hummingbird helicopter was re-launched when he saw the mountain soldiers descending from the cliff into the window of the second gun position

More than a dozen ropes hung from the towering cliffs, and black dots descended vertically along the ropes, swinging one after another close to the windows of the row of black holes on the mountain wall.

Three hummingbird helicopters hover, pull up, and move sideways on the edge of the cliff, like three giant tadpoles cruising in the air.

The windows of the British gun emplacements spewed out white gunsmoke one after another, and the figures falling vertically from the cliffs drilled into the windows, like bees returning to their nests.

Chen Dao and Manstein have it all in their sights.

Manstein put down his binoculars, turned his head to the staff officer next to him, and ordered: "Send a signal to order the 1st Panzer Division and the Viking Division to attack." ”

After Manstein finished speaking, he looked at Chen Dao, but saw Chen Dao standing intently behind the scissor telescope staring at the battlefield in the distance, still with words in his mouth.

Bigger helicopters, cloudburst bombs, minesweeper tanks, and heavy tanks all came to Manstein's ears.

It seems that the famous "Your Excellency Brother-in-law" is thinking about the research and development of new weapons, so it is better not to disturb, Manstein thought silently.

Manstein's order was soon conveyed to the Viking divisional headquarters. It was then forwarded to the Germania Infantry Regiment, which had landed on the Gibraltar Peninsula.

The 5th Engineer Battalion of the Viking Division opened the way ahead. Two battalions of combat engineers followed. The main force of the Germanian Infantry Regiment was the last to line up, starting from the west side of Mount Gibraltar and taking the northwest route to the tunnel gate directly north of Mount Gibraltar.

The previous carpet bombardment had almost completely swept away the minefields in front of the British positions, and the few mines that had narrowly escaped destruction were also dug out of the ground one by one under the demining equipment of the engineers, and then the fuses were removed and thrown aside.

At the foot of Mount Gibraltar to the north, the countless small fortifications built on the terrain and the mountains were undeniably devastating, but only against the enemy from the north.

Facing the enemy from the flanks to shoot at the dead end. These bunkers were immediately reduced to lambs to the slaughter.

As usual, flamethrowers opened the way ahead, and pervasive flames drilled into the large and small pillboxes along the firing holes.

The British soldiers in the bunker roared like wolves, and the benevolent German sappers quickly rushed to the bunker, stuffed grenades into their own shooting holes, or simply blew up the bunkers with three-kilogram explosives boxes to end their suffering, and buried them by the way.

In the midst of flames, explosions, and death, bunkers burst one after another, and then turned into graves, burying the flesh and blood within, along with the guns.

The 5th Engineer Battalion advanced step by step from "cemetery" to "cemetery", and finally advanced to the ultimate goal, the grand tunnel gate, about an hour and a half after the attack.

The huge steel gates could not block the path of the German sappers either. Two FA-223 Dragon helicopters flew into battle one after another, tons of black sorkin explosives suspended from thick steel cables under the fuselage.

The sappers unloaded this explosive, which was one and a half times more powerful than the t-n-t. They were then placed in an orderly manner on the steel gates.

The long wire was quickly pulled behind the far corner of the mountain and subsequently attached to the T-detonator.

With a deafening explosion, sand and rocks flew in front of the steel gate, and white gunpowder smoke shrouded the steel gate.

The sappers clenched their weapons in their hands and stared at the artificial white cloud, their faces full of anticipation.

The white clouds are destined to not be able to stay on the ground, and gradually soar into the sky and dissipate.

"It's open, it's open, the door is open." Countless voices shouted in surprise.

The two steel doors fell to the ground side by side, the deadbolts of the same steel had been broken, and the axles on both sides of the steel doors were also broken.

The Heavy were the first to cling to the rock wall to the fallen steel door, firing wildly into the dark tunnel.

Two tongues of fire flashed out of the darkness, and a string of bullets flew out of the tunnel, knocking down the three or four sappers who rushed to the mouth of the tunnel, and the sappers immediately dodged to the sides of the gate to dodge.

The section of the road at the entrance of the tunnel was straight and empty, there were no objects that could be used for concealment, and the numerical superiority of the infantry of the Viking division was useless, and they could only watch as the entrance of the tunnel was helpless, and the battle to occupy the entrance of the tunnel was at a stalemate for a while.

On the other side of the battlefield, the armoured group of the German Army's 1st Panzer Division rushed out of the Spanish town of Laline-A-de la Concepción and swooped down towards the mountains of Gibraltar, 1,200 meters away.

Group 4G was in front, Grizzly assault guns were in the middle, and SDKFZ251 armored vehicles were in the back.

The armored cluster allowed the British bullets and shells to clange and fire, and swooped over the potholed runway to the foot of the hill.

The shells of the KWK40 75mm tank gun and the 150mm howitzer were like fire dragons, whistling and rushing towards their respective targets.

Bunkers and bunkers collapsed, rubble, soot and gun parts scattered, blood and corpses everywhere.

The sound of explosions and screams came and went, but they were instantly drowned out by the harsh friction of the tank tracks.

Under the cover of smoke and dust, the armored vehicles rushed through the gaps between tanks and assault guns to the unrecognizable bunker group, and the infantry jumped out of the armored car to clear the British remnants of the bunker group.

Leaving some tanks to support the infantry, the armored steel monsters turned around and pounced on the tunnel gates in the style of our coming, we destroy, and we leaving.

The arrival of tanks broke the deadlock near the steel gate.

A Grizzly assault gun drove up to the gate without hesitation, and the headlights were wide open to take in the scene inside the tunnel, and the muzzle of the short, thick 150mm howitzer shook slightly, followed by a roar.

A violent wind instantly rolled up in the tunnel, and the flames of the 150mm grenade erupted engulfed the stubborn British troops inside, and the shrapnel ruthlessly cut the fragile bodies of the British infantry, and the tunnel was suddenly full of flesh and blood.

After the huge grizzly bear revered, two small and delicate figures appeared at the entrance of the tunnel, and the infantry of the Waffen-SS Germania Regiment rushed into the tunnel only after the two Lynx tanks

Inside the headquarters of the tunnel, Lieddale sat in his chair, the sound of gunfire echoing in his ears.

"All the gun emplacements on the mountainside were lost, and the Germans were advancing along the corridors and spiral staircases to the first floor."

"The defenders at the foot of the hill reported that the German tanks were so heavy that they could no longer stop the enemy's advance."

"The enemy's infantry and sappers have blasted open the main entrance to the tunnel and will soon be coming in."

"Report, the Germans' tanks have entered the tunnel, the tunnel entrance has been lost, and they are marching to the cinema."

The bad news came to his ears one after another, and Liddell's spirit had become insensitive, but Colonel Carol was still a little sober.

"Let the tank companies attack and hold off the Germans with those Matilda II." Carol shouted.

After Carol gave the order, he hurriedly rushed to Liddell's side.

"Your Excellency the Governor, the tank forces can only resist the Germans for a while, but they will definitely not be able to hold this place, and the entire tunnel will not be able to hold it, we must make a choice as soon as possible."

"On the fourteenth day, today is the fourteenth day of the battle, and in just fourteen days the Germans stormed the tunnel. You say, what did I do wrong? Why is this happening? Lieddale asked sluggishly.

Carroll was speechless for a moment, it was unbearable for the Governor to think about such a meaningless question at such a time of urgency.

Carroll frowned and said, "Compared to the Germans, our war mentality has fallen behind for at least twenty years. The Germans were not only ahead of us in tactical thinking, they also had new, powerful weapons, and I think they were fighting us in a planned and systematic way, unlike us, who always thought of preparing after the battle had begun.

Now is not the time to discuss these things, the Germans are approaching here, and we have to make a decision. ”

"They've come in, what can we do with them? Without the fortress as cover, the tanks and infantry of the Germans were enough to overwhelm us. Lieddale said weakly.

Carol was even more speechless, all the courage of the Governor was built on the basis of the strong fortress of Gibraltar, the fortress was breached, and even the courage of the Governor followed, how could he follow such a boss?

The more Carol thought about it, the more she felt that her decision to stay behind was too wise, and now it could finally come in handy.

"The Germans have always treated their captives preferentially, what do you think? Excellency. Carol asked quietly. (To be continued......)