Chapter 357: Multiple Small Goals

Several German infantrymen continued to fire on a house on the outskirts of the village. At the target point of their attack was a small bungalow where an unknown number of British troops were hidden.

Not far from them, a squad of German infantry occupied a two-story building and fired condescendingly at the British soldiers in the village from the window.

The civilians in this village have long been evacuated. Now stationed here is a disembodied infantry battalion of the 3rd Division of the British Expeditionary Force. The attacking side was a relatively complete infantry regiment of the German 13th Infantry Division.

Coincidentally, in the early hours of this morning, they passed by, missing each other without noticing. By morning, the German 13th Motorized Infantry Division had soon rejoined Montgomery's 3rd British Division.

This time, the two sides came into contact under the sun, and both fought with their greatest strength as soon as they made contact.

It's just that in this duel, the German army was lucky to have a strong advantage in terms of strength.

Montgomery's British 3rd Division was attacked by a night raid by an armored regiment under the command of Colonel Longsenberg on the German side as early as Lucca, losing more than a third of its troops.

However, the German 13th Motorized Infantry Division had been left behind in the rear of the armored forces before, and it was only after the armored forces were stopped the day before yesterday that they had just caught up to the forward front. It can be said that the 13th motorized infantry division is ready to go.

With a strong and well-organized army, attacking a unit with heavy losses, it can be said that the German side has a great chance of victory.

However, although Montgomery lost a third of its troops, the remaining regiment plus two battalions were still fully formed and reliable in combat. The most important thing is that they do not need to win the German army, they only need to hold back the German vanguard and buy enough time for the Dunkirk side to withdraw their troops.

Montgomery had now broken his troops into pieces, with battalions and companies as villages, woods, and forts. A small village, a grove of woods, is a small fortress. As long as each fortress can distract the German army and consume their time, even if they lose, as long as they consume a certain amount of time, it will be a favorable situation for the Anglo-French army.

It's a conspiracy! Montgomery had no intention of turning the tide and going head-to-head with the Germans in order to win. What he wants is the current stalemate and fragmented situation, and if he has dragged on enough time, he can just slip away. By the time the Germans had conquered the villages and woods in front of them, the large forces should have withdrawn a lot, and the strategic goal had been achieved.

It's a pity that Montgomery overlooked the fact that his troops were exhausted and far inferior in combat effectiveness to the new German 13th Division. He was able to disperse his troops and fortify them in a wide area, and the German 13th Motorized Infantry Division could also divide his troops to attack. In the case of the division of the German army, it will be somewhat difficult to resist step by step.

In front of him, a British infantry company in the woods had been pulled out and more than half of its soldiers had been captured. And this small village, which has a shortage of battalions to garrison, is also in danger.

"Machine gun squad! Hurry up and set up the top floor of this newly captured three-story building! A German infantry platoon commander pressed several British surrendered soldiers who had been captured from the building and walked out along the wall, and ordered the machine gun squad that was also coming from the outside of the building: "Go up as soon as possible and form a fire suppression!" ”

The platoon commander was pleasantly surprised to find that the British soldiers' will to fight was not strong, and once the Germans outnumbered them in firepower, the lone British troops should be disarmed and surrendered. For example, the 8 British soldiers he had just captured could still resist, but as soon as he saw the German MP40 submachine gun blow up their commander's head with a shuttle, he immediately threw all the guns on the ground.

Therefore, he urged the machine gun squad to occupy the commanding heights as soon as possible and form suppressive fire on the British positions. Perhaps, it won't be long before all the British in the area within range of the machine-gun squad will have to surrender.

"Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! "Bullets from a distance swept three rounds across the ground around the platoon commander, splashing up a puff of dust.

"Covert transfer!" The platoon commander quickly waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to move to the next position with him, and then ordered very quickly: "Accurate shooters go upstairs and suppress the battlefield." ”

"Yes!" A soldier holding a G43 semi-automatic rifle with a triple magnification mirror answered, then turned and ran into the three-story building, breaking away from the platoon commander's line of running out.

In their respective positions, after the dust cleared, the bullet that had just hit here left three deep bullet holes, which looked a little shocking.

Inside the building, the precision shooter who ran to the third floor jumped to the window with an arrow step, and then quietly pointed his gun out of the window through the broken curtains. Through the triple mirror, he peeked out of the window with the muzzle of a black hole, searching for prey in his sight.

Downstairs, the German platoon commander in the alley, who had already rushed through the street with a dozen soldiers, ran into the alley between the two small buildings, bent over and trotting. This time, they brought in a more violent Iron Fist anti-tank bazooka squad and prepared to raid a flickering two-story building window.

"Anti-tank group!" The platoon commander lowered his voice and shouted in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Pay attention to concealment, come here!" ”

Pointing to the small building opposite, which was still flashing with fire, the platoon commander patted the shoulder of the leader of the Iron Fist anti-tank bazooka team who ran to his side and said, "Do you see the window on the second floor of that building?" The British have set up at least one machine-gun team there, and I'm going to want you to kill the Brit in that window now!" ”

"Understood!" The group leader nodded and whispered back.

After seeing the team leader's loader load a rocket for him, the German platoon commander raised the MP40 submachine gun in his hand and shouted: "Others cover with fire!" With that, he took a step from the corner of the building, and shot a shuttle of bullets in the direction of the window on the second floor of the building, regardless of whether he could hit it or not.

Other soldiers with G43 semi-automatic rifles also quickly rushed out of the corner, aiming at the opposite side and firing fiercely. And the real killer weapon, the team leader who carried the iron-fisted anti-tank bazooka, rushed out in two steps and one step, and a flying shovel slipped next to a big tree on the side of the road, leaning against the big tree and shooting a rocket.

"Boom!" The rocket missed, and instead of hitting the window directly, it swooped into the wall about a meter from the window frame. However, the loud explosion still indicates that the effect of this cannon has been achieved. At the very least, the building that had been blown out of a large hole was devoid of the roaring roar of the British Maxim heavy machine gun.