On the edge of the woods southeast of the town of Voss, in the headquarters of the Field Investigation Team.

After the British shelling ended, Chen Dao's Bandit No. 1 rushed in with a gust of wind. Before the car could stop, Chen Dao jumped out of the rear hatch of the car.

Scanning the devastated scene, the anger in Chen Dao's eyes almost erupted.

As far as the eye could see, the wreckage of seven or eight trucks was burning, and black smoke was rising from the power compartments of two Type 4G tanks.

Corpses, corpses everywhere. More than 20 mutilated corpses lay lying on the side of the wreckage of the truck, in the open space between the truck and the tank column, and one of the barrels of a No. 4G tank.

The wails of the wounded came one after another, which covered the scene with a layer of horror.

Under the command of Major Schumacher, the surviving officers and soldiers either ran out of the forest where they were hiding, got out from under the tanks, or simply got up from the open ground and began to rescue the wounded.

Drivers were also ordered to drive trucks, armoured vehicles and tanks into the woods to re-conceal themselves away from the burned vehicles.

Chen Dao took a few steps, bent down and picked up a bloody palm from the ground.

Holding the severed palm in front of his eyes with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, Chen Dao stared indifferently for a moment, then slammed the severed palm to the ground, pointed to the northwest and scolded: "Third Infantry Division, you wait for me, we are not done with this matter." ”

As soon as Chen Dao's words fell, there were two loud "booms", and Chen Dao was immediately thrown to the ground.

Under the onslaught of the flames, the ammunition in the two ignited Type 4G tanks exploded. At the sound of the explosion, the German officers and soldiers who were rescuing the wounded immediately lay down. The two turrets flew into the sky, then spun and landed on the ground.

In the flames, there was a clattering sound in the chassis of the tank. At high temperatures, the gunpowder in the machine-gun bullets was also ignited, and the bullets fired randomly hit the armor of the tank chassis with a clanging sound.

Chen Dao was dragged away from the burning tank by Captain Lorenz and Sergeant Beethoven until he reached a safe distance.

"You immediately go to the town to find the communications platoon, and ask them to send a telegram to the air force headquarters in the country, and ask them to check it for me. Who was the commander of the 3rd Infantry Division of the British Army, as well as the commanders of the various subordinate units, especially the artillery units? You go now. Chen Dao shook off the two of them, and then yelled at Captain Lorenz.

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Across the Voss River, on the bell tower of Voss Church, Montgomery straightened up from his scissor binoculars, pointed to the smoky woods to the southeast, and said with a smile: "They thought it would be safe to hide behind the woods and use the woods as cover, but it was too careless." In this battlefield environment, he should have thought in advance that we would arrange an observation post on the building. His troops shouldn't have entered the battlefield with such a swagger, he must be a novice. ”

"I think too," said Colonel Hall, "you look at the black smoke, their losses must be no small. Unfortunately, I only have twelve 25-pounder guns now, and if I had more, they would have had a lot of fun. ”

"Those tanks and armored vehicles fell into his hands, wasted and should be given to us. The banks of the Somme are where those tanks should play, and not in such mountainous areas. Montgomery said.

"Is our shelling a victory?" Colonel Hall asked.

"It can be counted as a victory, but we can't count the results, so it's not convenient to write a report." Montgomery replied in embarrassment.

"But we still have a chance, and we definitely have a chance to win at least once on the way back to Bergen." Montgomery said.

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That night, Chen Dao tossed and turned, didn't sleep all night, and his mind was full of thinking about how to avenge this arrow for his subordinates.

In the early morning of April 22, before dawn, Chen Dao heard a knock on the door in a daze. Captain Lorenz walked up to his bedside and said, "The British fled. ”

Chen Dao's drowsiness swept away, and he sat up, stared at Captain Lorenz and asked, "Are you sure they escaped?"

Captain Lorenz said: "I can be sure that a few Norwegians who live across the river have just quietly come to our side and say that the British have withdrawn overnight, and there is not a single Englishman on the other side of the river. ”

"They actually ran away, damn it, we chase." Chen Dao jumped out of bed and shouted as he got dressed.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Dao's reconnaissance platoon took the lead in crossing the Voss River. Instead of stopping across the river, they tracked along the road in the direction of Bergen.

It was not until after ten o'clock in the morning that the reconnaissance platoon sent a telegram that the British troops had been spotted in the town of Dale, more than thirty kilometers west of the town of Voss.

Chen Dao, who was furious, immediately led his subordinates to chase after him.

Seeing the high mountains standing on both sides of the road, and being blown by the cold wind, Chen Dao's feverish mind gradually calmed down.

"Why are they retreating? And it was an overnight retreat? What exactly do they want to do? Chen Dao asked.

"I don't know, but I do know it's too dangerous here, and if a fight breaks out, there's no way we'll be able to form a formation." Captain Lorenz said.

Looking at the mountains within reach on both sides of the road, Chen Dao became more and more suspicious in his heart, the British must have a conspiracy.

After talking to Major Schumacher about his concerns over the radio, Chen Dao's warning immediately resonated with Major Schumacher.

The two then contacted the reconnaissance platoon again, and after confirming that the road to the town of Dale was safe, they led the convoy to continue the pursuit with confidence and courage until they caught up with the reconnaissance platoon at the northern junction of Dale town.

Seeing the terrain of the intersection north of Dale Town, Chen Dao really gasped.

The east and west sides of the intersection are full of high mountains, and the flat land between the mountains is only 500 meters wide, and the road and railway extend from this only 500 meters to the town.

Seeing the slopes on both sides of the intersection and the pine forests on the slopes, Chen Dao's mind immediately popped up with the words "one husband and one man".

"This terrain is not suitable for tank combat, we should wait for the infantry and paratroopers in the rear to come up, and then it is up to them to attack, and we provide fire support." Major Schumacher said.

"I know, but with the speed of their march, it will be tomorrow by the time they get here." Chen Dao said stupidly.

"The British deliberately chose this easy and difficult place to stop us, and I have to say that they made the right choice. As long as they ambushed a few troops in the pine forests on the heights on both sides, plus artillery observation posts, we would not be able to break through their defenses even with one division. Unless we have the support of the Air Force. Major Schumacher said.

"Can we just wait here for the weather to improve and the air force can be dispatched before attacking?" Chen Dao asked.

"At the moment, the terrain is too steep for our tanks and assault guns to be fully effective."

On the morning of 23 April, Colonel Peterson and Major Liszt arrived with their men, and Colonel Peterson, who knew the geography of the town of Dale and knew that Chen Dao would be blocked here, proposed a fire reconnaissance.

After preparations, at 11:30 p.m., a platoon of Norwegian scouts quietly approached the town of Dale, using the trees on the ground as cover.

Chen Dao led a tank company to meet from a distance, preparing to use fire to cover the retreat of Norwegian scouts in the event of an emergency.

The results of the reconnaissance surprised Chen Dao, and the scouts crept into the town of Dale, but nothing happened. There was no exchange of fire and no British were found.

After leading the troops into the town of Dale and questioning the townspeople, Chen Dao learned that the British troops had withdrawn overnight.

Chen Dao laughed angrily and said to Major Schumacher: "It seems that we have been tricked, but I can be sure of one thing now, they are going to escape." ”

"We were right not to attack yesterday, they had set up positions at the northern junction of the town of Dale, they did want to ambush us here, but fortunately we did not attack recklessly."

Half an hour later, a telegram forwarded from Oslo confirmed Chen Dao's thoughts, and the Brandenburg troops lurking in Bergen spotted part of the British troops boarding the ship and seemed to be fleeing Bergen.

The vengeful Chen Dao did not hesitate to order a pursuit.

The town of Dale was only 50 kilometers away from Bergen's road, and Chen Dao led his troops to chase 40 kilometers in one go without finding any trace of the British army, and had to stop at the bend on the north side of a large mountain.

Although it was 10 kilometers south after turning this bend to reach Bergen, Chen Dao did not dare to pursue it further.

According to the intelligence provided by the Brandenburg forces, the convoy of the British Royal Navy was staying in Bergen, which contained at least one battleship.

Chen Dao did not think that his tank could shoot at the battleship, so he had to use the mountains as cover and hide out of the range of the battleship.

On the afternoon of April 24, the weather finally cleared, and German planes appeared again in the sky over the port of Bergen.

Chen Dao, Colonel Peterson, Major Liszt and others led their troops into unguarded Bergen, looking at the Norwegians who welcomed them on both sides of the street, but Chen Dao did not have the slightest joy in his heart.

In the evening, Captain Lorenz sent a telegram, and when he saw the name of the leader on the telegram, Chen Dao sighed: "Who should I be?" It turned out that Montgomery was the lucky one. ”

That night, Chen Dao wrote in his bandit diary: "Dear General Montgomery, this bandit was careless for a while, let you take a small advantage, and let you successfully carry out a small retreat from Bergen. You should be thankful for the terrain and weather here, it was they who saved you. You're on the blacklist of the bandits, and you're at the top of the list, and you deserve it.

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