At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the German blocking troops, which had been exchanged fire for only one hour, relied on their absolute superiority in weapons to withstand the strong attack of the Italian army, and the disadvantaged Italian troops withdrew their troops and lurked on the opposite bank.

"What the hell is going on? The men of the 3rd Company have already withdrawn from the battlefield, and the Italian troops on the opposite side are not in a hurry? Are you scared? One of the gunners in the Montofel tank said jokingly.

"Don't be careless, judging from the reaction speed on the opposite side, the commander of this unit is definitely not a straw bag, after an hour of fighting, you see how many people died in the Italian army on the opposite side? On the contrary, there are a few of them on our side, and the ammunition is also very depleted. "Montofel doesn't know if he doesn't fight, but when he does, he knows that there is a ruthless man on the other side, and this command art is comparable to his top boss, bold and ruthless.

When they were blocked, they quickly found other ways to pass, charged a few times, found that they were not energetic enough, and retreated decisively. But Montofel didn't feel that the other side was going to attack at all, what should he be waiting for?

Suddenly, there was a scream from the horizon, there was no heavy sense of oppression, not a howitzer.

"Mortar!" Montofel's first thought was to pick up the microphone in his hand and shout at the top of his lungs, then he shouted: "All armored units move back!" ”

The opposing mortars were clearly not aimed at the scattered assault teams, but at larger tanks and armed vehicles.

The shells quickly landed and exploded, but to Montofel's surprise, there was more than one mortar waiting for fire support.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen shells fell to the ground and blossomed with the sound of a swarm, and a large amount of dust suddenly rose from the German front, and the Italian commander immediately launched an attack when he saw the German armored vehicles retreating, and began to attack on and off the bridge.

It was the assault teams scattered everywhere that opened fire, and the retreating tank troops were blocked by the dust that rose and could not fire for a while, thinking about the basically uninterrupted gunfire outside, Montofel knew that the Italian army had taken the opportunity to attack. Still thinking about minimizing casualties, he ruthlessly said to the microphone: "Everyone, whether you can survive or not depends on God's will, find a firing position and fire with all your might!" ”

After Montofel finished speaking, he also passed on the latest situation to the battalion headquarters, and whether he could get enough support depended on whether there were troops arriving.

The German army had a total of 120,000 people in a temporary mixed field army on the Italian battlefield, and only the most mobile armored division rushed to the battlefield to participate in the battle, and the other units were still being reorganized. All that remained was the 220,000 defenders of the original Austria, divided into three corps and scattered along the route.

Italy had 850,000 men when it launched the invasion of Austria, and after Germany entered the war, it sent troops from the south to 1.1 million, and a steady stream of forced soldiers from all over the country were sent to the front.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Eric is not unaware of the gap between the two sides, but there is no absolute fairness in the world, Germany needs to defend a defensive line that stretches for nearly 1,000 kilometers in the east, and Army Group B and Army Group C do not dare to move at all, while Army Group A needs to face a defense line of several hundred kilometers on the Western Front, and Army Group D needs to defend a lot of places. In the end, Eric decided to draw a part of the army group from each army group to form a mixed field army of 120,000 men and a mobilely deployed 1st Panzer Division, as well as an air division, otherwise Hoffman would not dare to think about the consequences. Fortunately, Eric's demands were not difficult, retaking the three states occupied by Italy, and then seizing the Milan area and waiting for peace at the national level.

The Battle of Lake Garda is actually not very important, but in connection with the whole situation, the Battle of Lake Garda is very important.

Fritsch's 22nd Army needed to launch an offensive in the northern mountains, as it was the only way to seize the Milan area and regain lost territory. The 24th Army, under the cover of the Italian navy, needed to take care of the coastal areas, and a large number of soldiers were left out of the offensive force.

Blomburg's 23rd Army had to shoulder the flanks at both ends and regain the lost ground in front of them, and the pressure was also very high.

In such a situation, Hoffman's layout needs to be adjusted on the fly, and everyone is in a position, and whoever can cause a single accidental injury in this situation can pry the scales. Although Italy claims to be a million-strong army, it still does not dare to continue to attack, but blindly defends, afraid that Germany's powerful Wehrmacht still has two million unmoved, once Italy dares to threaten Germany's roots, it is not Italy that can withstand it.

But there is always one person who thinks that things are not so complicated.

"Damn, why not attack? How many people are there in Germany? Mussolini's roar seemed to be a daily routine, and the army generals were accustomed to it.

After repeated attempts to dissuade him, the Italian generals were forced to accept Mussolini's request to attack on all fronts.

Lake Garda, under the cover of mortars, the resistance of the Italian troops did not decrease in the slightest, but the German casualties began to slowly increase.

The sound of artillery, explosions, gunfire from each side intertwined, and the screams and screams reverberated through the hearts of everyone present who witnessed the moment, but this did not force the commanders of both sides to stop.

"No more shells!" Lyman reminded.

"Then use the Coaxial Machine Gun!" Marven was about to lift the hatch to use the machine gun after speaking, but Lyman quickly grabbed him and said, "Do you want to die?" ”

"Who wants bullets!" One of the commandos shouted with a submachine gun in his hand, but the people around him seemed to be the same, and during the two-hour blockade, everyone had run out of ammunition with them, and the rest were in the armored vehicles in the rear, and if they wanted to get it, they had to go through the fire net woven by bullets.

The commando leader wiped a handful of dirt from his face and asked, "Who will go to the car with me to get it?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several commandos came here from the rear and said: "Ammunition." ”

The commando leader quickly turned his head and dragged the bullet box to the side, but this time he turned around and found several people wearing German uniforms lying on the ground. He suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes.

The same scene was played out on the German defensive line, although there were no tank shells, but with the supply of machine gun bullets, the German defensive vitality was still not to be underestimated.

The water of the lake was stained red by the cloudiness of blood.

"There is still one hour left before the appointment, everyone hold on." Montofel said into the microphone.

As soon as Montofel finished speaking, a dull voice came from far and near, he closed his eyes gently, and did not remind the microphone, the voice was so loud that anyone present could hear it clearly.

In a few seconds, a violent explosion seemed to explode in the ears of the Germans, it was the sound of howitzers.

Immediately afterward, the same voice was heard, and the fire support that the Italian troops were waiting for finally arrived.

The entire German defense line was suddenly muted under the blow of howitzers, and the charging Italian troops suddenly accelerated the speed of the attack.

In the explosion, a German tank was smashed, and the car was directly destroyed and burned into flames.

Looking at the young messenger next to him, who was trembling, Montofilan said: "While you are still afraid, take a good look at it, you won't feel it after death." ”