Just as the guerrillas rushed into the room and everyone closed their eyes and waited for death, there was a sudden gunfire outside the store that was far more intense than inside the store, and Hoffman and other soldiers even distinguished the sound of 20mm anti-aircraft guns firing at high speed and crawlers crushing the concrete floor.

"Anti-aircraft tank two?" Hoffman was stunned for a moment, then turned to a burst of ecstasy, "Squad leader! The 7th Panzer Division is coming! ”

Gro was twitching on the ground in pain, but when he heard the news, he sat up and forced the partisans out of the room with his gun in his left hand and Hoffman.

Seeing this, Hoffman immediately pounced on the door and closed the door, and pulled a pile of miscellaneous objects from both sides to hold them back from behind.

In the face of the German regular army armed with heavy weapons, the "armed civilians" who had not been systematically trained at all were completely unable to parry, and many of them were so frightened that they peed their pants when they saw the German tanks rushing out of the street corner, and directly threw away the guns in their hands and fell to their knees and surrendered.

For these people, the German soldiers did not see it, the No. 2 anti-aircraft tank ran straight over the people in the way, and then flattened the four 20mm Erlikon cannons on the turret, aimed at the remnants who were still resisting fiercely, and the 20mm high-explosive armor-piercing shells mercilessly tore through the fragile flesh, and almost none of the partisans hit by the anti-aircraft tanks could retain relatively intact corpses.

The originally prosperous and beautiful Champs-Élysées became full of blood for a while, and some citizens who lived nearby and had never experienced a war vomited directly when they saw this scene.

They kind of knew why the Germans were able to hold down the French.

After annihilating the recalcitrant and arresting all the partisans who had surrendered, the soldiers of the 7th Panzer Division entered the store in search of survivors.

"Is there anyone alive? We are from the 7th Panzer Division of the Wehrmacht! A second lieutenant and a few soldiers shouted in German as they carefully searched the messy shop.

"Yes! Yes! We are from the SS17 SS 'Guz von Pelissingen' Panzergrenadier Division! Hoffman immediately replied when he heard this, and then removed the debris blocking the door, "We have two people here who are seriously injured and need first aid!" ”

Hearing this, several German soldiers outside the door hurriedly stepped forward to help Hoffmann open the door, and then carried the half-dead Hans and Gro, whose right arm had been pierced, out of the narrow room.

"Brother of the Wehrmacht, thank you very much!" Fogel held the second lieutenant's hand with tears in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, we would have gone to heaven by now!" ”

"That's as it should be, after all, we're on duty today." The lieutenant smiled and nodded.

As the two spoke, the clerks who had been rescued by Hans were escorted out by two Wehrmacht soldiers.

"Platoon commander! We've caught a couple of missing elements in there! One of the soldiers stepped forward and saluted the second lieutenant.

"Escort the car up and wait for me." The second lieutenant waved his hand and said, "I'll come here to catch up with my SS brothers." ”

"Yes!" The soldier saluted, then escorted the group to the door.

Seeing this, Fogel turned his head to look at Gro and the others, but they were busy bandaging and treating their injuries and didn't care about the clerk being escorted away, so now only Fogel was the only one present who knew the situation.

"Hey, what happens when they're taken away?" Fogel asked the ensign, puzzled.

"How?" The second lieutenant sneered twice, "Most of them will be tortured by the Gestapo to see if they can judge something useful, and then ...... Hey hey ......"

Fogel was silent when he heard this, he had always thought that Hans was seriously injured and it was the fault of the clerks, and he couldn't say anything with Gro in front of him, but now as long as he didn't say anything, these clerks would go to heaven with the damned partisans.

Although several clerks did not understand German, they saw that they were being escorted to a truck full of surrendered partisans, and they understood something, and hurriedly threw frightened eyes at Fogel for help.

When Fogel saw the eyes of several people, he immediately turned his head as if he didn't see it, and at the same time said silently in his heart: "It's all for Hans, it's all for Hans!" ”

But when he saw Hans being carried into the field ambulance covered in blood, he couldn't help but say to the second lieutenant: "I just saw a few people in the truck who are not partisans. ”

"Not a partisan? Are you wrong? The second lieutenant smiled, "Who else can appear here but the guerrillas?" ”

"Not really, they saved us." Fogel said as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to the second lieutenant, "The room where we were just hiding, they took us there, or we would have been killed." ”

"That's right." The second lieutenant took the cigarette, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, come with me." ”

With that, he took Fogel to the side of the truck, and several soldiers next to the truck saw the platoon commander coming over, and hurriedly saluted: "Hello platoon commander!" ”

The second lieutenant also waved his hand and saluted casually, then took a puff of his cigarette and said: "I just caught a few wrong people, I asked this brother to identify and let them go, after all, the Führer just taught us to have a good relationship with the citizens of Paris." ”

When several soldiers heard this, they hurriedly opened the back fence of the truck, and Fogel followed behind and waved to several clerks to come down.

Several clerks were sitting in the corner of the truck with desperate faces, and when they saw Fogel waving to them, they were stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic, they quickly stood up, jumped off the truck in three steps and two steps, and bowed to Fogel one by one to thank him.

And Fogel didn't say much about this, he still thought that Hans's injury was suffered because of them, so he just waved his hand and snorted coldly: "I don't want to save you, I just don't want Hans's injury to be in vain." ”

With that, he waved goodbye to the second lieutenant, and then ran to the ambulance not far away, and together with Hoffmann, took the seriously injured Groh and Hans to the hospital.

In the immediate aftermath of the attack, the 7th Panzer Division, which was on combat readiness duty, took control of the city's main transportation arteries in accordance with the emergency plan, together with the Gestapo's Paris Mobile Task Force, and at the same time took over the major hospitals, giving priority to medical treatment for wounded German soldiers.

So the people who got into the ambulance were quickly taken to the nearest hospital, and after passing through the heavily guarded hospital gates, Groh and Hans were sent to two operating rooms, while Hoffman and Fogel waited nervously at the door.

More than an hour later, Gro was the first to be pushed out of the operating room and transferred to the ward, his injuries were easier to handle, the bullet luckily did not hit his bones, so the doctor just cut out some necrotic tissue, and then removed all the foreign objects in the wound, and finally stitched the wound up.

Hans, on the other hand, had more than six hours of surgery, and although he was not hit to save his life, there were so many tiny shrapnel embedded in his body that it took more than three hours just to find and clean them out one by one.

But no matter what, he was out of danger after all, which was a blessing in misfortune.