Chapter 160: The Invisible Killer of Malta
The two warring sides had similar ideas, Lieutenant General Dobby was preparing to retake the town of Rabat, and the German paratroopers who had just occupied the town of Rabat were also busy gathering reinforcements to strengthen themselves.
To the west of the town of Rabat is a large expanse of farmland, and about a company of paratroopers is scattered across the farmland, staring up at the sky to the north with anticist in their eyes.
Their comrades lived up to their expectations, and soon a group of planes loomed in the distant sky.
Unlike the wild bomber swarm in the sky, this ffs230 glider swarm is more like a group of ghosts, who appear in the sky silently and approach silently.
After destroying countless cornfields and potato fields, more than 60 gliders landed one after another, bringing with them the division headquarters of the 7th Parachute Division and the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment.
Shortly after the new paratroopers disappeared from the farmland, a second group appeared on the northern horizon.
About five kilometers south of the town of Rabat, Captain Shakht stared at the swarm of planes and countless fluttering umbrella flowers in the sky to the north with his eagle-sharp gaze for a while, and then waved to the two men beside him.
Two special forces scurried out of the bushes on the side of the road and scurried under a telephone pole on the side of the road. With the help of his comrades, a special soldier jumped up and jumped onto the power line, then climbed to the top of the telephone pole with agility like an ape, stabilized his body, took out pliers from his waist, and cut the telephone line on the telephone pole in three strokes and two times.
After the establishment of the 101st Special Air Service Battalion in the hands of Chen Dao, it had four company-level commandos under its jurisdiction. They are the Granite Commando, the Steel Commando, the Black Iron Commando, and the Cement Commando led by Captain Schacht.
Unlike the newly formed Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion. The 101st Special Air Crew Battalion was part of the Flying Capture Eben. Heroic unit of the Emar Fortress. More than 90 percent are veterans.
After a little training by Captain Wolf and Chen Dao from the Brandenburg Army, and instilling a bunch of special operations concepts, the 101st Special Air Service Battalion and the DreamWorks Force followed Chen Dao south to Sicily to participate in the Battle of Malta.
On the night of 31 August, the cement commando led by Captain Schacht was airdropped to the southern part of the island of Malta as the vanguard of the 101st Special Air Service Battalion.
In the Hercules program, the sites of the first wave of airborne landings were concentrated in the northern and central parts of the island of Malta, and the cement commandos were the only German troops fighting in the southern part of the island.
After landing, Captain Schacht kept Chen Dao's teachings in mind. He led his men to roam the southern part of Malta Island, destroying numerous telephone lines along the way, intercepting and killing 14 lone British soldiers, and instructing the bomber group to hide British positions twice.
One of their most valuable results was the elimination of a British water delivery team, and after killing the drivers and guards who delivered the water, Captain Schacht ordered his men to fill his own kettle with British water, and then used his pistol to cut eight bullet holes in two wooden barrels filled with clean water, allowing the precious water to gush out of the barrels and fall to the ground and turn into sewage.
After taking out the water delivery team, Captain Schacht received a telegram. The town of Rabat had already been occupied by the 7th Parachute Division, so it was decided to lead his men to Rabat to join up with friendly forces.
Along the way, they continued to sabotage telephone lines. As the cement commandos approached the town of Rabat, and as the special forces approached about three kilometers from the town, Captain Shakht suddenly changed his mind and led his men to march southeast of the town of Rabat, as he heard the sound of intensive and heavy shelling.
Mortars and anti-aircraft guns carried by the 7th Parachute Division certainly did not emit such a heavy shelling sound, there was only one answer, there were artillery positions of the British nearby.
Having come to a conclusion, Captain Schacht did not hesitate to lead his men in the direction from which the shelling came.
Instead of taking the road, the cement commandos crossed through hilly terrain full of shrubs and crops. After crossing the three heights, the sound of shelling in the ears of Captain Schacht grew louder and louder.
Quietly climbing up the fourth hill, Captain Schacht finally saw what he was looking for.
British artillery positions were set up on either side of an east-west road between the two hills, and trenches were set up around the positions.
Both the trenches and the artillery were covered with camouflage nets, making it difficult to spot, but now the sound of artillery and gunsmoke revealed their location.
After careful observation for a few minutes, Captain Schacht confirmed that there were six cannons in this artillery position, the exact caliber of which was unknown.
The muzzles of these cannons were pointed north-west, and they were supposed to be shelling German paratroopers in the town of Rabat.
Kill them and save the paratrooper brothers in the town of Rabat, Captain Shakht immediately decides.
The four heralds beside Captain Schacht quickly rushed to the various squads with his orders, passing the order to attack to the squad leaders.
Four 81-mm mortars were quickly erected, and the gunners set the parameters on the British artillery positions three hundred meters away,
The MG34 machine gun was also carefully put into position, and the glowing muzzle of the gun was pointed at the same target.
When the heralds returned to Captain Schacht with the information that the squads were in position, Captain Schacht happened to see something in his binoculars that surprised him.
The British gunners on the opposite side and the guards around them left their posts one after another, took lunch boxes and gathered around the two trucks that had just driven into the artillery position, and lined up in a not very neat line to receive dinner.
After waiting patiently for another two minutes, most of the British troops had gathered around the two trucks, and some of the British artillerymen had already begun to eat on the gun carriage with lunch boxes in their hands, Captain Schacht gave the order to attack with a very unchivalrous manner.
The warm evening dinner scene on the British artillery position was broken in an instant, mortar-shells fell into the artillery positions one after another, the fire of MG34 machine guns strafed back and forth in the crowd, one by one British soldiers fell in a pool of blood, the wooden poles used to support the artillery camouflage net were swept off by bullets or shrapnel, and the camouflage net fell in large pieces, covering the cannons and gunners below.
The British panicked for a while under the sudden blow and then began to resist, the sound of light and heavy machine gun fire sounded in the artillery positions, and the bullets were fired at the special forces on the hills. was caught off guard. And it's in low-lying terrain. Several groups of machine gunners who dared to resist were killed by bullets or shells of German special forces, and lay in pools of blood.
Captain Schacht saw the dead or wounded British soldiers lying everywhere, and some British soldiers had begun to flee the battlefield, and was about to give the order to launch a general attack, when at this moment a burst of fire suddenly burst into the British artillery position.
As the ground shook, countless British soldiers, living and dead, flew into the sky, then shattered in a violent shock wave, turning into a pile of severed limbs and colorful internal organs and falling to the ground.
The cannon toppled to the ground. Camouflage nets were reduced to rags, wooden stakes were ablaze, and huge smoke enveloped the artillery positions.
Captain Schacht watched in amazement at the terrible situation on the British position, sweat dripping from his sideburns.
It was clear that the shells fired by the mortar men hit the ammunition stacked by the British troops, causing a large explosion of hundreds of shells, and the explosion was so powerful that the German special forces invariably stopped firing and watched the rare scene with horrified eyes.
Thinking of the order he was about to give to charge, Captain Schacht involuntarily wiped the sweat from his sideburns, and his heart was afraid for a while.
Luckily, I was a few seconds late. Otherwise, his subordinates will be as miserable as the British army on the other side.
After Captain Schacht waited patiently for a few minutes, the British positions on the opposite side finally calmed down. All that remained was wailing and moaning.
A squad of special forces rushed into a messy artillery position, and a few minutes later ran back with three unconscious British prisoners.
Captain Schacht pointed to a fat man wearing a white apron among the captives, and a special forces soldier pulled out a kettle and poured cold water on the fat man's face.
The fat British soldier woke up after being drenched in water, let out a series of coughs, and after seeing the situation clearly, his eyes rolled and he almost fainted again.
Under the interrogation of Captain Schacht, who was very unknightly, the fat British army confessed to everything.
The artillery positions here belonged to the 2nd Heavy Artillery Company, which, together with the 1st Heavy Artillery Company, was responsible for providing heavy fire support to the 2nd Battalion of Royal Irish Riflemen in the recapture of Rabat.
After waking up the other two captives for interrogation, they provided much the same information as Fat Cook, except that the British sergeant prisoner was not quite sure that the 2nd Battalion of Royal Irish Riflemen was the only reserve on the island.
This was a very important piece of information, and Captain Schacht looked at the setting sun, and a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind
As night fell, the gunfire near the town of Rabat gradually subsided, and the commander of the 2nd Battalion of Royal Irish Riflemen, Major Farrell, gave the order to retreat with 120,000 points of nervousness, and the infantry of the 2nd Battalion quietly withdrew from Rabat town with the wounded under the cover of night.
The battle this afternoon went well at first, and the infantry of the 2nd Battalion, supported by two heavy artillery batteries, quickly broke through the German paratroopers' outer line and entered the town of Rabat.
Just when Major Farrell thought that the German paratroopers in the town were no more than that, the sudden reversal of the tide of battle made him lose his smile.
First, two of the commanders of the three infantry companies that attacked the town were killed and seriously wounded, and then a massive increase in German troops.
Major Farrell had good eyesight, and he watched every wave of German airborne landings west of the town of Rabat, and Major Farrell, who was shocked by the speed and number of German troops, immediately ordered the attack to be stopped, and all the infantry attacking the town used the buildings to hold on to their positions and wait for dark.
An infantry and machine gun company that remained southeast of the town of Rabat as a reserve immediately built fortifications on the spot and prepared to meet the retreat of the town's comrades.
Farrell's idea was simple, there was at least one regiment of German paratroopers who had come in with reinforcements alone, and the Germans in the town of Rabat did not know how many. With the strength of one battalion of his own, even with the support of two heavy artillery companies, he would definitely not be able to capture the town of Rabat, and it would be a waste of soldiers' lives to continue fighting.
What he could do now was to preserve his strength as much as possible, and set up a defence on the road southeast of the town of Rabat to Valletta, in case German paratroopers attacked Valletta, the capital of the island of Malta.
At dinner time, an unprecedentedly violent explosion came from the southwest of his battalion headquarters, almost knocking off Major Farrell's fork as he was eating dinner.
Soon there were reports of artillery fleeing back that the positions of the 2nd Heavy Artillery Company were attacked by the Germans. The ammunition was almost completely wiped out.
About an hour later. Bad news also came from the positions of the 1st Heavy Artillery Company. Although the company had been warned to step up its vigilance, it was still brutally attacked because the enemy came from the heavens, which they were powerless to resist.
According to the artillerymen who narrowly escaped from the position of the 1st Heavy Artillery Company, before they were accurately bombed by the Luftwaffe Stuka dive bombers, green smoke bombs from an unknown place suddenly fell from their positions, and it was these green smoke bombs that pointed the target to the German bombers in the sky.
Major Farrell immediately thought of the German troops who attacked the 2nd Heavy Artillery Company, and they must have done it.
Major Farrell shuddered at the thought that the next target of the German army hiding in the shadows might well be his own troops. He didn't want to be like the 1st Heavy Artillery Company, where he was hit on the head by green smoke bombs from dark corners and then blown to pulp by aerial bombs falling from the sky.
After all his subordinates had withdrawn from Rabat Town, Major Farrell immediately led the whole battalion to withdraw overnight to Jibuze Town, four kilometers southeast of Rabat Town, to garrison it.
There are hundreds of houses in Jibuze Town, large and small, which can provide enough fortifications for the second battalion, as well as a comfortable place for wounded soldiers, and of course, it can also allow Major Farrell to hide in one of the houses without worrying about being targeted by bombs falling from the sky.
After being busy for most of the night, Major Farrell made sure that all his subordinates had moved into Ji Buze Town. And arranged the sentry, and finally fell asleep with peace of mind. Relax the spirit of a tense day.
Major Farrell fell asleep, and in the bushes more than 200 meters southeast of Ji Buze Town, Major Kohe, the commander of the 101st Special Air Service Battalion, was lying on the ground squinting and carefully looking at Ji Buze Town in the dark.
After nightfall, Major Koch led the main force of the 101st Special Air Service Battalion to the island of Malta under the guidance of Captain Schacht, and after the two sides met, they lurked outside the town of Jibuze.
A British sentry with a rifle swayed and yawned at the junction, the sound of which was especially loud in the quiet of the night.
Under the yawning greeting, the sentry who changed the guard finally arrived, and the two exchanged positions after shouting the password.
The new sentry had just yawned in the darkness with his rifle in his hand, when he was covered in the mouth by a large, powerful hand reaching from behind, and then a cold dagger slid through his throat, and hot blood spurted out, and the sentry let out a few beastly ho-ho sounds before being dragged into the grass by the side of the road.
A dark figure then grabbed his rifle and put on his steel helmet and stood in his place.
Almost at the same time, similar scenes were staged in the east and northeast of the town of Jibuze.
With an offensive gesture from Major Koch, a group of black shadows quietly rushed into the town of Ji Buze in the night, sticking to the side of the road and cautiously touching the town.
There were also dark shadows who simply jumped in through the open windows of the buildings on the edge of the town.
Soon after, several dark shadows carried the British prisoners back outside the town, and after interrogating the two officers in isolation, Major Koch learned that Major Farrell, the supreme commander of the town's garrison, lived in a church near the east of the town.
Captain Schacht immediately led the team straight to the church, he didn't want to let go of Major Farrell's piece of fat that had been brought to his mouth.
Captain Schacht, with a platoon of men and a British officer, led the way, avoiding the wide avenue and picking a secluded path to the church.
Upon seeing the tall outline of the church, Captain Schacht smirked and knocked out the British officer with the butt of his rifle, threw him in a corner, and immediately led a night attack on the church.
Captain Schacht carried the MP40 submachine gun behind him, pulled out the P38 pistol he had brought with him, loaded the silencer, and led his men around the back of the church.
After making sure that there were no British troops behind the church, Captain Schacht rushed to the first floor wall of the church, looked up and pointed to an open window on the second floor, and gestured to his men.
The two special forces bent down and folded their palms upward, and then raised their arms vigorously to lift a thinner special forces soldier who had stepped on their palms and sent them to the window on the second floor.
The special forces probe glanced at the window and made a safe gesture to Captain Schacht, then tiptoed inside.
Captain Schacht felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and immediately stepped on the palms of his two subordinates by the wall and was sent into the second-floor window.
It was clearly a study, and Captain Schacht rushed to the door of the study without bothering to look closely at the furnishings in the study, and after listening carefully for a while, he quietly opened the door and looked out, only to see that it was pitch black.
Behind him, the special forces jumped in one by one, and soon the study was crowded.
Just as Captain Schacht opened the door and was about to sneak out, a "bang" of gunfire broke the silence of the town.
Captain Schacht's face changed when he heard the gunshot, and he immediately changed his sneak attack to a strong attack, brandishing a silenced pistol and being the first to take the lead and rush out.
Fierce gunfire soon rang out in the church, and the blinding light of fire shone everywhere in the church, it was the flame of death spewed from the muzzle of the gun.
Captain Schacht opened two doors in a row without finding the target he was looking for, and it was not until he opened the third door that he found that it was a bedroom.
Captain Schacht had just flashed behind the wall by the door when he heard a series of gunshots coming from inside, and the bullets hit the thick wooden door one after another, and the sawdust flew in all directions.
"Put down your gun, or throw a grenade." Captain Schacht hid behind the wall and shouted in English.
The gunfire in the bedroom stopped, and I wondered if I was thinking about Captain Schacht's persuasion to surrender or changing the magazine.
Captain Schacht pulled out a grenade, pulled the string and threw it to the first floor, shaking the mountain with a "boom", and several screams followed to the upper floor.
"I surrender, don't throw grenades." A stammering voice came from the bedroom.
"Report your name, rank, hurry." Captain Schacht shouted.
"I'm Second Lieutenant Bourne." The person inside said in a shudder.
"Where's Major Farrell?" Captain Schacht rushed into the bedroom and shouted as he grabbed Ensign Byrne by the collar.
"He lives on the first floor, you listen, he's shouting, he says he's going to surrender, tell you not to fire." Ensign Byrne shouted as he pointed out the door.
Captain Schacht pricked up his ears and listened, and sure enough, he heard someone outside shouting in English not to shoot, I want to surrender.
A special soldier flashed into the house and said to Captain Schacht: "Captain, the British have surrendered, and the leader is a major, who should be the person we are looking for." ”
"Bring him to me, and I'll interrogate him personally." Captain Schacht said viciously. (To be continued......)