Chapter Eighty-Six: Hunting and Bad News
North of the town of Schedal, there were numerous craters scattered north of the German paratrooper positions, south of the positions, and even on the positions.
There were countless corpses in the craters, the corpses of German paratroopers in green uniforms, and the corpses of British infantry in brown uniforms.
Because he didn't want to crush the corpse, Chen Dao's Bandit No. 1 had to stop.
Jumping out of the armored car, Chen Dao led Captain Lorenz and the orderly soldiers to the position of the paratroopers. After bypassing a few craters and stepping past a British corpse with only the lower half of his body, finally one of the orderlies couldn't stand it anymore and squatted next to a crater with his mouth covered and vomited.
Chen Dao turned a blind eye and rubbed his nose to try to dispel the pungent smell of blood and choking gunsmoke, but found that it was useless and finally had to give up.
Stopping, Chen Dao's gaze stayed on a British corpse lying on the ground with its upper body on the ground. The reason why Chen Dao paid attention to this corpse was because the corpse only had its upper body left.
Chen Dao's gaze shifted from the corpse's head to his waist, and from his waist to his bluish-black intestines, he extended more than two meters away.
Chen Dao glanced at the corpse that had just stepped past with only the lower body, and found that there was a distance of twelve or thirteen meters between the upper body and the lower body, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this person was beaten in two by waist-high, and dragged his intestines to crawl out so far, and then he died here with his life exhausted? What a tenacious guy.
At this time, there was another vomiting sound from Chen Dao's side, and another orderly couldn't support it, so he ran to the side and vomited.
Chen Dao looked back at Captain Lorenz and the other two orderlies beside him, and asked, "Do you want to follow me again?" β
None of the three spoke, just nodded.
"Okay, let's move on." Chen Dao said and continued to walk forward.
After stepping past several corpses in brown military uniforms, kicking off a severed arm with brown sleeves, and picking off a calf with leggings, only Captain Lorenz was left behind Chen Dao.
Approaching the position of the paratroopers, Chen Dao finally saw the corpses of the paratroopers clearly.
Bolts, barrels, broken bayonets, broken wooden butts, tripods for heavy machine guns, bullet casings everywhere, countless gun parts and corpses were scattered all over the place.
Among the surviving paratroopers, Chen Dao finally found an old face, Major Liszt, the commander of the first regiment and one battalion of the Seventh Parachute Division.
Major Liszt commanded his men to clean up the battlefield and did not notice Chen Dao's arrival.
Chen Dao walked towards Liszt, and just took two steps, he suddenly saw a person in the corner of his eyes.
Chen Dao stopped, turned around and patted Captain Lorenz on the shoulder, pointed to the foxhole on the right hand side and said, "Look at that person." β
Captain Lorenz subconsciously looked at the person Chen Dao was pointing at, and after he saw the person's appearance clearly, he suddenly felt that the muscles in his stomach were twisted into a spiral, and a sour smell hit his throat.
Captain Lorenz quickly covered his mouth and turned away, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.
Seeing Captain Lorenz turn around, Chen Dao mercilessly mended the knife behind his back: "Poor guy, half of his head was cut off by shrapnel. β
Hearing Chen Dao's voice without a trace of emotion, Captain Lorenz couldn't hold on any longer, and bent over and vomited with a gachingγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
Hearing Chen Dao's voice, Major Liszt glanced at it and found that it was Chen Dao, so he hurriedly greeted him.
After a few pleasantries, Liszt raised his chin at Captain Lorenz and asked, "What's the matter with him?" β
"I saw that he was having a hard time, and I couldn't help but help him relax. You see, he's much more relaxed now. Chen Dao said expressionlessly.
Pulling out a box of cosmic brand cigarettes, Chen Dao handed one to Major Liszt, and then lit one himself.
In order not to hinder the paratroopers cleaning the battlefield, Chen Dao and Liszt walked to a secluded place to the east of the position.
Chen Dao swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog while listening to Major Liszt tell the story of the battle.
"At about half past two this afternoon, I was observing the movements of the British troops in the town of Schedal in the south. At this time, a large number of shells suddenly fell on the position, coming from the north. β
"Northside?" Chen Dao asked in surprise. "Yes, north. I didn't have time to be surprised when the British shells from the south also fell. Major Liszt held a cigarette in his mouth, his hands apart, and his palms facing each other in a closing motion: "Have you ever tried to be bombarded by shells on both sides?" β
"I don't want to try." Chen Dao made up the scene at that time, and immediately found that the scene was too beautiful, and quickly shook his head.
"A wise choice." Major Liszt said with a wry smile, "Soon after the shelling began, they charged. β
"Charge on both sides?"
"Pretty much." Major Liszt said: "Sensing my situation, the men of the 3rd Battalion and the regimental headquarters launched an attack from the east of the town on the right flank of the British army to the south, pinning down a part of the British army. But the left flank of the British army in the south, and the British from the north, had to deal with it myself. The British army had at least two battalions in the north and at least one battalion in the southern half. β
"How many of you have?"
"Two battalions. However, one battalion of the British had nearly a thousand men, which was much larger than ours. They rushed to our position with a single charge, and I was ready for hand-to-hand combat. β
"You fought them off with a white-knuckle fight? But what's the deal with those huge craters? And I saw that those people didn't die like they died with bayonets. Chen Dao said.
Major Liszt spit out the cigarette butt with a puff, spread his hands and said to Chen Dao: "Fight them off in a white-knuckle battle? How can it be? They are at least twice as numerous as ours. β
"And how did you do that?" Chen Dao asked.
"At this time our plane came, and I had two green smoke bombs fired on the south side of the position, and two more on the north side of the position."
"And then the British were repulsed by the bombers?"
"Then I was on the position with my own hands," Major Liszt said with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, pointing to the position behind him: "Our position also fired two green smoke bombs to indicate the target to the bomber." β
"You're crazy!" Chen Dao glared at Liszt and shouted.
"I'm not crazy, the British have already stormed our positions at that time, even with the help of planes, it won't help, I only have one way to go, and that is indiscriminate bombing,"
Chen Dao didn't speak, Liszt stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers and gestured to Chen Dao: "Five minutes, even if those planes come five minutes early, I won't use this method." β
"Well, I understand your situation." Chen Dao was silent for a long time, barely squeezing out a sentence.
"After the plane bombed, the whole position was clean, and the world was clean." Major Liszt said.
"And then the British retreated, and retreated in the town of Schedal until they surrendered?"
"A small number of infantry fled through the positions to the north, and most of the rest were either killed or fled back to Schedal, where none of their artillery in the town of Schedal had escaped. In retrospect, I have some sympathy for the British, we at least had foxholes to hide from the bombing, they didn't even have foxholes, most of them had to lie on the ground, and some of them had the brains to jump into the foxholes of our paratroopers. Major Liszt stretched out two fingers to Chen Dao, and Chen Dao took out a cigarette and stuffed it between his fingers, and then lit it for him.
After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Major Liszt continued: "This kind of play does work, and it works, but I don't want to use it a second time. β
On the afternoon of April 29, north of the town of Schedal, the German paratroopers, who were inferior in numbers and firepower in the face of the British troops on both sides, held their positions by means of indiscriminate bombing of the enemy and us, and cooperated with other paratroopers and reinforcements from Trondheim to annihilate the British troops intercepted in the town of Schedal in one fell swoop.
Except for a few infantry who fled, all of the British Royal 143 Artillery Regiment, most of the 147th Infantry Brigade and 49th Reconnaissance Battalion, one of the 89th Light Air Defense Regiment, and the 49th Infantry Division surrendered to the Germans.
At one o'clock in the afternoon of 30 April, the field investigation team took the lead, followed by the 181st Infantry Division, which marched to Namssos, 150 kilometers away.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, when the field investigation team and the 181st Infantry Division arrived outside the city of Namsos, the Luftwaffe bombers had just left.
The British Royal Navy's cruiser USS Coryu was sunk and its sister ship, the cruiser Cairo, was damaged.
The 11,000-ton Polish transport ship Hu Burui was sunk, and all the cannons of the 69th Royal Artillery Regiment that had just boarded the ship sank to the bottom of the sea with half of the soldiers.
On May 1, the remnants of the 69th Artillery Regiment and the 70th Infantry Brigade of the British Army spent a day of terror, and Luftwaffe reconnaissance planes circled over the city. Outside the city, a large number of German troops arrived one after another.
After radio contact with the British mainland, it was confirmed that there would be no more British naval forces to meet them, and the remnants of the British army entrenched in the port of Namssos accepted the surrender of the Germans.
At two o'clock in the afternoon of May 2, after attending the surrender ceremony, Chen Dao and Major Schumacher led his men back to Trondheim, from where they would return to Oslo by train and then back to Germany by boat.
Chen Dao sat in the carriage of Bandit No. 1, holding a pen and writing and drawing in the diary, and the words in his mouth: "Arrive in Trondheim tonight, and then load the car overnight." Depart early tomorrow morning and arrive in Oslo that night. Then take a boat to Hamburg, which should be on the evening of May 4th or the morning of May 5th, and then take a train from Hamburg to the station on the western line, which should be on May 7th. Fortunately, it wasn't too late, I still had two days to prepare for the French campaign. β
Chen Dao finished calculating and had just put away his diary, when he suddenly found that Bandit No. 1 had stopped at some point, and Major Schumacher walked into the carriage with a strange face and handed him a telegram.
"I'm afraid we're going to be annoyed." Major Schumacher said.
"What's the trouble?" Chen Dao looked down at the telegram suspiciously, and the expression on his face instantly froze.
"The French campaign was ahead of schedule, and the war began on the fifth of May, how could this be?"
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