The German armorers looked in horror at the bayonets that had been stabbed into the hatch through the gap, but they could not do anything about it.

The infantry, who was supposed to protect the tanks, was left behind by the armorers, and now they can only watch their tanks being overwhelmed by the British. After all, they are second-line troops, and they have not mastered enough infantry and tan coordination tactics.

But without the protection of the infantry, the tank is not completely incapable of dealing with the enemy infantry.

"Let's clean up each other the Brits who climbed into the tank!"

"Understood!"

The motor drove the turret into a rapid rotation, and the coaxial machine guns of the three tanks were quickly aimed at each other.

The British soldier lying on the tank suddenly felt that something was wrong, and it was too late to run.

The three rippers formed three terrifying firepower nets with a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per minute, and most of the British troops lying on the tanks were broken into several pieces before they even had time to hum, and only one or two lucky ones survived because their lying positions could be used as cover.

The rest of the British were inspired to use tank bodies as covers, looking for opportunities to pick up hatches in the engine compartments.

The British quickly paid off, as several soldiers managed to rip open the engine compartment of the German armored platoon commander and drop packets of explosives into it.

"Boom!" A loud bang sounded, and the engine of the platoon leader's car was blown into a pile of scrap metal, and the explosion also ignited the fuel tank not far from the engine compartment, and the whole car was in flames.

The crew members were on fire, screaming and pushing open the hatch and crawling out, while the British soldiers with guns outside were also unceremonious, helping the three of them solve their pain with one shot at a time.

"Damn! Platoon leader! The members of the other two tanks couldn't help but reddened their eyes as they watched their comrades being burned into a ball of fire.

"Damn the British, die!" In anger, one of the commanders even pushed open the hatch, leaned out and operated the machine gun hanging on the roof of the car, and fired wildly at the British troops gathered around.

Not surprisingly, before the commander could finish a chain of 200 rounds, he was shot through the skull with a .303 bullet and fell back into the car.

"Hurry up, blow up the other two tanks too!"

The successful destruction of a tank greatly reduced the pressure on the British army, and when they saw that this trick was successful, they divided into two groups, one group climbed onto the German tank to pry the top personnel hatch, and the other group squatted in the rear of the tank to pry the engine compartment.

Just when the two tanks were about to be pried open by the British army, a familiar voice appeared in the ears of everyone present.

“Angriff！ (Rush!) ）”

The German infantry took advantage of the fact that the British soldiers were busy dealing with the tanks, and finally rushed to the British position with much weaker firepower.

The British infantry surrounding the tank were startled when they saw the Germans rushing up, and hurriedly turned their guns to point at the German infantry, and the G41 in the hands of the German infantry was already hungry and thirsty.

The two sides immediately crackled.

However, the British were doomed to defeat in this short firefight, as most of the British troops were armed with Lee Enfield tethered rifles, and only a few were armed with American-made Thomson submachine guns. On the German side, on the other hand, only half of them were armed with rifles, which were all semi-automatic, and most of the remaining half were armed with MP40 submachine guns, and a small half were carrying MG42s - the density of automatic fire on both sides was completely different from the same level.

What's more, the MP40 of the German army in this life is not as precise in structure, bulky and slow as in the original history, but deliberately borrowed from the design of the Finnish M1931 "Suomi" submachine gun, and at the same time the German designers simplified some useless designs (yes, that is, the egg does not have a replaceable barrel and muzzle brake), in terms of technology, compared with the original "Suomi", the German MP40 uses stamping parts on a large scale, which makes the MP40 extremely low cost and extremely fast production.

This suffocating series of maneuvers culminated in a legendary submachine gun with a terrifying rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute, a relatively accurate 100-meter continuous rate, a standard 71-round drum, and an extremely low cost.

With such terrifying automatic firepower, the Germans wiped out most of the British troops besieging the tanks in just one minute, and the remaining part of the British troops were also cast into a psychological shadow, and hurriedly fled under the cover of the communication trenches.

The British army was not many in number, and after losing this group, the rest of them had no idea of repelling the Germans, and after casually firing a few shots to prove that they had resisted, they also ran away with the people in front of them.

The Germans saw that the British army had slipped away honestly and did not chase again, after all, the losses of the Germans in this round of attack were really not small, three of the five tanks exploded (although they were all worthless No. 2 tanks), and more than 40 infantry also suffered nearly half of the casualties due to the problem of infantry coordination. If you can't reluctantly chase it now, you have to explain the rest of the people.

On the other side, in the retreat of the British army, Peter was chattering and complaining to Joel: "Damn, did the Germans take hormones tonight?" I've never seen them do a sneak attack with such fanfare before. ”

"Perhaps." Joel was more relaxed than the sullen Peter, and in his opinion, the German surprise attack tonight was not all bad - at least he had a reason to retreat to the rear without having to worry about it every day at the front.

Thinking of this, Joel grinned happily.

"Hey, I see how you can still laugh?" Peter looked at Joel and wondered.

"It's not all bad tonight, is it? At least we survived and were able to withdraw to the safety of the rear. Joel said.

"Safe rear?" Peter shook his head, "I don't think so, man. If the Germans are as crazy on all fronts as they are tonight, it will soon become unsafe to get the 'safe rear' right. ”

While chatting, this small unit unknowingly arrived in front of the second line of defense in the rear, and a French sentry saw someone approaching, immediately jumped out with a gun and stopped them, shouting in French: "Hey! Who? ”

Although the British soldier could not understand French, he could guess what he was shouting by looking at the sentry's movements.

"British! We are British! Relax buddy! Peter and the others hurriedly raised their hands to signal to the French sentinels that they were their own people.

"British?" The sentry frowned, and turned to Peter and the others in awkward English, "From the 31st Infantry Division?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay." The French sentry put away his gun and motioned for Peter and the others to come over, "A few groups of your men have just passed. ”

"Really? How many batches? Peter was surprised.

He had thought that only his side had been attacked by night tonight, but judging from what the sentry had said, it was not clear that the Germans had launched a frantic attack on the entire front, as he had said earlier.