Chapter 230: Cutting Off

Although the target on the ground had been hit, the ninth Stuka dive bomber still wanted to prove its bomb throwing skills.

When the smoke and dust that swirled around the giant bunker cleared, it swooped down, and a terrifying howl resounded through the sky again.

Moments later, a loud explosion rang out from the south side of the bunker.

"Today's sunlight is too dazzling, I can't see where the bunker is, and the bomb just now does not represent my real bomb throwing technique."

"Come less, don't look for objective reasons."

"It turned out to be Hans. Rudel's rookie hit the target, and if I'm not mistaken, it was his first bombing mission since flying to Stuka, and he was lucky to win the bet. ”

"Luck is also part of strength, don't envy Hans, hurry up and get the money ready when you go back, Hans, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm going to eat steak, big steak." A muffled voice shouted excitedly.

"Follow me." Captain Recht shouted and rushed out of the corner first, and in a dozen seconds he ran a distance of more than 100 meters to the huge pillbox that still stood on the side of the road.

This big guy's life is really more tenacious than a cockroach, and after being so big that a giant aerial bomb was not destroyed, it is no wonder that he survived the carpet bombing a few days ago.

Captain Recht stood at the entrance to the giant bunker and looked up at it.

The main entrance of the bunker is only two large iron gates, and the two iron gates are open at this time, and the side facing the inside of the bunker clearly shows traces of flames.

Captain Recht could clearly feel waves of heat erupting from the bunker. There was a slight sting in his face from the flames.

Captain Recht waved his hand. A squad of special service members put on gas masks and quietly crept into the bunker. A few minutes later, one of the team members ran out of the bunker and signaled for Captain Recht to enter.

Captain Recht walked into the middle of the bunker and looked around.

The walls inside the bunker were pitch black, cratered and strewn with scars of various sizes, apparently the result of being devastated by numerous shrapnel.

Steel stair treads, handrails, and railings were scattered upside down on the ground on the first floor, also in pitch black from the flames of the bombs.

Captain Lester couldn't help but sniffle, the aroma of roasted meat in the air. Glancing at the unrecognizable, roasted pieces of meat in the corner, he felt his stomach twitch violently.

Fighting an upset stomach, Captain Richter kicked the four team members out of the bunker who couldn't hold back and began to vomit, and followed the rest of the team to search for the bunker.

Captain Recht stepped over a corpse of a British soldier who had left the whole body, but the left half of his body was charred, and the right half of his body was still thin and tender, and then walked into a basement.

The basement is very large, with an area of almost three hundred square meters, divided into five rooms. The largest room is clearly the command room, with maps on the walls.

All the people standing in the command room at this time were Germans.

All five Englishmen were lying or lying on the ground. There were no wounds on the corpse, only seven orifices bleeding, apparently killed by an invisible shockwave.

The Secret Service members tried the snorts of the five British soldiers one by one, and then shook their heads at Captain Richt, saying that the enemy was dead and could not die anymore.

Searching all five rooms, the Secret Service team also found two dying survivors for treatment.

The Secret Service members began rummaging through every drawer and filing cabinet in the basement, and with a cheer, a sergeant smashed open a locked drawer with the butt of his rifle before finally turning out a map of the arming of the Gibraltar Mountains.

The map was quickly sent to Major Koch, and the drawing squad at the battalion headquarters immediately made a copy, and sent heralds to deliver the copies to the other three squadron leaders.

With the captured map, the four squadrons of the 101st Special Air Service Battalion began to clear again, and the nightmare befell the British troops in the mountains of Gibraltar.

All the muzzles of the British artillery and machine guns were pointed at the foot of Mount Gibraltar or the sea in the distance, and they were powerless against the 101st Special Air Crew Battalion, which was directly behind them from the top of the mountain.

The firing range of these firing points not only did not threaten the 101st Air Service Battalion, but was also separated from each other by mountains and could not coordinate operations.

As the flamethrowers spewed out flames that devoured everything, the explosion of high explosives, and the appearance of the Ju-87 Stuka and Ju-88 dive bomber formations, the batteries and machine-gun bunkers hidden in the mountains were reduced to ruins.

After one short battle after another, the 101st Special Air Service Battalion was getting farther and farther away from the top of the mountain, approaching the foot of the mountain step by step.

Captain Recht saw that the residential area at the foot of the hill was getting closer and closer to him, and the nearest house was less than a hundred meters away in a straight line, except for a steep cliff in the middle, and a 75-mm gun bunker marked on the map, so he had no choice but to take a detour from the winding road.

Captain Recht and his men had just reached the bend in the winding road when on the other side of the bend suddenly heard the sound of heavy shelling and intensive machine-gun fire.

Captain Rasht's body quickly leaned against the rock wall at the corner and looked down the slope, white smoke like cotton wool rising from the distance, but the scene of the battlefield was blocked by the protruding mountain.

It should be that 75-mm gun emplacements firing, but, who is their enemy? Could it be the people of Blackwater?

Captain Recht quickly led his men down the mountain and hid behind the raised rock face to observe the battle.

The soldiers in camouflage smocks and M35 steel helmets, sure enough, were from Blackwater, and they also attacked.

Captain Recht's judgment was very accurate, and the German soldiers who attacked the gun position were none other than the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion.

Major Hegel made radio contact with Major Koch at the top of the hill and confirmed that the 101st Special Air Service Battalion was safely in place, and launched an offensive on the top of the hill.

Unlike the 101st Special Air Service Battalion, which was stuck in the back, Hegel's attack was far more difficult and dangerous than Major Koch.

The first is to attack the steep mountains head-on. And it was possible to attack only along a narrow winding road. There is basically no room for detours. The enemy on the opposite side was still hiding behind solid rocks.

The scouts of the Blackwater Battalion did not forget their identity, they remembered their identity as scouts, and did not attack like infantry or combat engineers, but according to the instructions of General Rosen before departure, they turned into ground guides for the air force, and recruited the murderous brothers Ju-87 and Ju-88 to use armor-piercing shells to target the British troops.

Although this attack avoided a large number of casualties, it reduced the efficiency of the attack.

It was not so much an offensive, but rather a crawl than an offensive by the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion. In one morning, the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion cleared a mountain road for British troops.

Captain Recht saw that the arrogant firepower of the British troops was crushing the friendly troops below the mountain pass, and knew that he could not hesitate, so he hurriedly let his subordinates fire two white flares.

In the German team, the meaning of the white flare is that we are here.

Shortly after the signal flare of the Black Iron Squadron rose into the air, two white flares rose at the bottom of the mountain.

After some intricate radio contact, Captain Recht finally heard the voices of friendly troops below the mountain road, and after a brief communication between the two sides, the troops of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion immediately retreated down the hill to hide in the blind spot of British fire, and the gunfire on the mountain road immediately stopped.

Stick to the right side of the mountain road. Captain Recht walked almost swaggering to the British bunker, grabbed the iron doorknob and tugged hard a few times. The iron door did not move.

A member of the Secret Service team walked up to the iron door, pasted a piece of black sokin explosives in a cuboid box to the iron door, and then activated the countdown mechanism and ran to the side.

Ten seconds later, the ground shook, stone chips flew, and after another dozen seconds, a big foot kicked the twisted iron door.

The iron door slammed open, and the muzzle of a flamethrower pointed at the gate, and the devouring fiery serpent burrowed into the bunker gate.

One, two, and four fiery snakes flew into the bunker.

On the other side of the bunker, four flames flew out of another flamethrower, and the pervasive flames flew into the bunker in an instant through the firing holes of the guns and machine guns.

Four or five burning men rushed out of cover with flames all over their bodies, and rolled on the mountain road, and one British soldier rushed out of the left side of the mountain road and fell off the cliff in a panic, letting out a long scream.

Captain Recht took two steps back, avoiding the heat of the flames, and looked with pity at the British troops rolling all over the ground and wailing like beasts in their mouths, but he had no intention of helping them.

The brothers of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Battalion attacked all the way here, and they must have sacrificed a lot, and killing these British troops was regarded as an outlet for them.

The British troops on the ground gradually ceased to struggle, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt and roasted meat.

The four Secret Service members cautiously reached into the bunker, searching for possible slips of the net.

Eight figures hurried to the bunker, led by an Waffen-SS captain.

"Captain Hank, are you injured?" Captain Recht asked with concern.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Captain Hank's mouth, and he rubbed his left shoulder and said, "I was waiting for the outcome of the battle here, who knew that a guy covered in flames fell off the cliff, and I was accidentally hit by his arm to my left shoulder. ”

Captain Recht tilted his head to the right and smiled kindly: "If that Excellency were here, he would definitely say"

"He will definitely say that I am a character problem, and then send me to the street to help the old lady cross the street." Captain Hank preemptively said.

Ten minutes later, on the outskirts of Serbia, in the headquarters of the Second Air Force.

Chen Dao pinched his waist with his left hand, pointed to the telegram he had just thrown on the table with his right hand, and said proudly: "See, in less than a day, the Blackwater Battalion and the 101st Battalion have successfully joined forces, the middle section of the Gibraltar Mountains has been occupied by us, the British army is separated at the north and south ends of the peninsula, and the third step is completed." Without the adventure of the 101st Air Crew Battalion, how long do you think it would have taken to complete the third step objective? How many people are going to die? ”

Marshal Kesselring stared at the map of Mount Gibraltar on the table and said: "On this kind of terrain, the numerical superiority of our army cannot be brought into full play, and I am afraid that we will die 20,000 people and waste more than ten days as we did in front of the fortress of Liège in 1914." ”

"With this record, I can justifiably expand the special forces in the future, and see what others have to say." Chen Dao said.

Ten minutes later, Manstein hurried to the headquarters.

After reading the telegram, Manstein's face and heart were filled with surprise at the same time.

Originally, I just had the attitude of trying it out and let the so-called special forces of "Your Excellency Brother-in-law" launch an attack first, but I didn't expect it to really work, and it was really unexpected that I reached a meeting in just one day and cut off the connection between the British troops in the north and south on the peninsula.

Pressing the surprise in his heart, Manstein said: "Operation Clearance", "Operation Flop" and "Operation Halvage" have all been completed, it is time for the last step of "Operation Showdown", my plan is to launch the day after tomorrow, what do you think?" ”

"I'm okay with that." Kessel Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"The British thought that we couldn't do anything about them by hiding in a mountain tunnel, which is so naïve. I can't wait to finally see the heavy artillery in action. Chen Dao said excitedly

In the Gibraltar mountain tunnel, Lieddale lost his usual demeanor, scratching his head as he walked restlessly around the command room.

The eyes of Colonel Carroll and the staff officers followed Liddell's figure, and their eyes were also full of anxiety.

"Is it because times have changed, or is there a mistake in our judgment, what kind of magic did the Germans use, so that those troops could lose contact with us one by one." Lieddale walked up to Colonel Carroll and asked.

Colonel Carol found himself speechless about his superior's question.

The first step of the two men was completely correct, Gibraltar was connected to Spain to the north by an isthmus, which was about 1,500 meters wide from east to west and about a kilometer from north to south, and had been built into an airport.

Such a narrow area with no concealment was not suitable for an attack at all, the superior forces of the Germans did not have enough space to deploy, and if a strong attack was carried out from the direction of the isthmus, the isthmus would undoubtedly turn into a graveyard for countless German troops under the bombardment of large-caliber heavy artillery.

Both men agreed that the Germans would avoid the narrow isthmus and instead land from the bay on the western side, and that the Germans did exactly what they expected.

Who knew that since the Germans landed, everything had changed, and everything had deviated from the plot that the two had envisioned.

What about the good people who are charging in waves? What about the promised large-scale shelling? Why didn't there appear, only a group of dive bombers and the disappearance of one fire point after another.

Carol held for more than twenty seconds before uttering a very unnutritious answer: "We'll wait until the scout returns." ”

As soon as Carroll finished speaking, the telephone rang in the command room, and the caller came from the No. 14 battery, which was lucky enough to still have a telephone connection with the command.

"This is Command, what? The Germans are storming the battery?

What the? You say they came down from the mountains? How can it be?

What the? You say they're breathing fire to feed you, you talk. ”

A series of words sounded in the command room, and the hearts of Li Dedevin and Carol sank to the bottom step by step (to be continued......