Major Ledel, who was leaning against the wall of the trench, gasped for breath, and if he hadn't reacted very quickly, he would have died along with a few German soldiers next to him. This section of the trench is less than two meters behind the breakwater, a place where naval guns cannot fire directly, and it seems that the Indian soldiers on the breakwater have survived the long and heavy shelling here.

Although the trench was not subjected to direct artillery fire, many sections of the trench collapsed, which is a testament to the power of the heavy naval guns that exploded around the breakwater, and at the bottom of the trench were many Indian soldiers and a handful of British officers who were blown to death. Le Del found that he saw almost no ordinary British soldiers, either on the breakwater or in the trenches on this side.

Most of the Indians and their British officers who escaped the shelling were killed at the top of the breakwater, and when Rydell and his assault battalion rushed to the breakwater, only a dozen Indians fled north in a hurry, and some German soldiers with accurate marksmanship easily ended their lives. However, just as the landing soldiers continued to advance, several shells from small-caliber rapid-fire guns suddenly flew from behind the hill in front, killing a dozen German soldiers on the spot, and the rest temporarily hid in this trench with Rydel.

"What the hell!"

Ledel muttered indignantly as he pressed the bullet into the magazine of his Luger pistol, he still didn't quite understand why most of his opponents were Indian soldiers, that Asian country was a long way from Europe, and the Indians were a well-known "servant people", and they played the role of loyal servants in many British concessions, embassies, and merchants. However, in the battle for the breakwater just now, these dark-skinned men with large turbans on their heads behaved very heroically, and the lives of at least 200 German soldiers were forever left on the beach leading to the breakwater.

"Lieutenant Colonel, the Craig Assault Battalion has begun to charge!" Pointing to their right, the staff officer of Leedel said, "Now that they have come to this beach, the German officers and men who have landed are hoping for more honor, and their personal safety has been put on the back burner.

"That's good!"

Raeder slipped the magazine into the pistol with a snap, then stood up violently and shot into the air, while shouting to the soldiers next to him: "Brave soldiers, for the sake of victory, rush!" ”

The German soldiers, who had rested and prepared for a moment, burst out with a shout no less loud than the moment they landed on the beach, and they scrambled out of the trench with rifles with bayonets, and a charge of thousands of people appeared behind the breakwater, and this great gray wave quickly swept away in the direction from which the shells had been fired.

At this time, the second wave of naval carrier-based aircraft also roared over at low altitude, and the rumbling sound of engines and the shouts of infantry on the ground formed a gorgeous offensive duo. From the planes, the British artillery positions with puffs of white smoke rising stood out, and it was from there that the shells flying near the beach and breakwater were fired. The artillery used by the British to defend the beach was not concentrated, they were basically 3 or 4 guns in groups hidden in bunkers behind the hills, and in those artillery bunkers with deep underground bottoms and thick wooden frames and mud roofs built on the top, most of the British rapid-fire guns and howitzers needed to raise their muzzle elevation angles to the highest level in order to shoot far from the hills in front of them in the direction of the beach, while the German naval artillery shells at the end of the trajectory often could not directly hit these artillery bunkers over the hills.

The British have learned artillery bunker tactics from the Seine River defense line in France, but the Scheer fleet is not a vegetarian, and the shelling of the shelling fleet still shows the power and effect of the continuous bombardment of heavy shells, and many of the mountain bags in front of the British artillery positions were actually lowered or even flattened by the shells fired by the large-caliber naval guns, and the British artillery who found that the situation was not right had no time to transfer the artillery, and there were particularly large charred black circles behind some of the hills that were flattened and blown low. This is caused by the heavy naval guns hitting the artillery positions and detonating the ammunition inside, as evidenced by the barrels, gun carriages and bits of clothing scattered around.

After circling in a circle, 36 "Ostrich I" began to bomb the surviving British artillery positions from the north, and a 50KG aerial bomb continued to fall from dozens of meters in the air, although they could not directly smash through the top cover of the artillery bunker that was half a meter to 1 meter thick, but it was not a problem to lift the turtle-like roof and stun the British artillery inside, and the follow-up bombers also had the opportunity to use bombs to directly kill and injure the British artillery in these uncovered bunkers, or detonate the ammunition that had not yet been fired inside.

When the Scheer Battlefleet on the sea stopped shelling, the carrier-based aircraft unit took over the heavy task of suppressing the British artillery fire. Six 50KG bombs on one "Ostrich I" were enough to silence a British artillery position for a while, and a combined attack of several "Ostrich I" could completely silence a single artillery fire point consisting of 4 or 5 rapid-fire guns or howitzers.

"Forward!"

Second Lieutenant Sacches and his "Stone II" tank have come to the bottom of the breakwater, and the breakwater that has been cut down by nearly half has become a small dirt slope with an inclination angle of about 30 degrees, although the maximum climb of the "Stone II" is also 30 degrees, but Sacches can't wait for the sappers to come and use tools such as zha medicine to make the slope even smaller, and the infantry without tanks to support their own side will suffer greater losses when attacking forward. Every German infantry was good, and Saches decided to do his best to minimize their casualties.

A puff of smoke erupted from the rear of the tank, the muffled engine had reached its maximum power, and Saches poked his upper body out of the turret despite the shells that could fall at any moment, and his tank began to climb steadily, and the muzzle of the gun rose significantly as the tank advanced.

"Come on, man!" Saches prayed silently in his heart that the slope of the breakwater was only a simple visual inspection by him, perhaps 25 degrees in fact, or maybe 35 degrees, in short, the more inclined the tank became, the slower it was advancing, and when the track under the last load wheel also touched the slope, the "Stone II" almost stopped.

"Don't give up!" Saches encouraged his tank, and he was encouraging himself. Green smoke spewed out from the exhaust port located in the upper rear of the tank, "Stone II" walked forward step by step like an old man carrying a heavy mountain, the slope of more than 2 meters seemed to be a very long march, Sacches regretted a little that he did not find a more gentle place to go uphill, at this time a tank next to him that was also forcibly climbing suddenly stopped, its tracks actually slid in the soft soil, and after a few seconds of struggle, the tank and its tanker gave up, It slowly retreated to the bottom of the slope.

Saches's heart almost jumped out of excitement when an open field flashed in front of the barrel, which meant that the tracks of his tank were close to the top of the slope. The scenery behind the breakwater was now in full view, hundreds of German infantry were running forward, domed steel helmets, square backpacks, and shiny bayonets shaking up and down with the infantry, and farther away, winged naval carrier-based aircraft were hovering at low altitude dropping bombs and strafing, the battle horns were echoing across the battlefield, all striving for victory.

"Wow......" When the barrel of the tank suddenly returned to ground level, Saches waved his fist excitedly, but a shell that exploded not far away forced him to put away his joy and retract back into the turret. Not far from the Saches tank, the other two "Stone II" had already crossed the top of the slope and began to descend, and the trench at the bottom of the slope, which was less than 1 meter wide, could not stop the advance of these tanks, and the infantry rushing to the front line would no longer be alone.

Watching the Stone II climb the breakwater one after another, the tankers driving the Stone I were envious, and the slopes that the Stone II was barely able to climb were not something they could challenge, and the original tank with less horsepower had to wait for the follow-up sappers to open a road they could pass through as soon as possible.

When the landing force on the left flank opened a breakthrough at the western end of the beach, the right flank troops also made good progress at the easternmost end of the beach, the eastern end of the beach was less than half the width of the western beach, and the defenders were not much less than that side, but more than 1,000 soldiers of the two assault battalions, supported by fifteen tanks, could unstoppably capture the breakwater there in half an hour, where the landing force lost more than 100 soldiers, and the British defenders in this area lost more than 800 men in the previous bombardment and later defensive battlesThe vast majority of them were Indian soldiers who remained in their positions, and the British lost less than thirty mid-level officers.

Although the British did not take the initiative to destroy the small pier at the eastern end of the beach, the artillery fire of the German artillery fleet caused a lot of damage to it, and the mud and stone pier was blown out by heavy shells, and the armored vehicles probably could not pass until the sappers repaired the pier. On this side, most of the tanks still had to wait for the sappers to clear the way, while the infantry units continued to advance with the support of a small number of tanks that crossed the breakwater.

In addition to continuing to advance inland, another very important task of the landing forces on the east and west flanks was to cooperate with the landing echelon in the middle to attack the 3-kilometer-long steep beach section, and the bullets and mortar shells fired from those steep slopes ten or twenty meters high were threatening the landing force on the central beach, and the few surviving rapid-fire guns there were also firing at the follow-up landing force on the east and west beaches.

Of the three German landing echelons, the most soldiers attacked the center, and at the same time encountered the greatest resistance, and when the first landing ships began to return from the beach, more than 3,000 soldiers from the four assault battalions advanced to the top of the steep slope. Most of the snow on the slopes had long since melted and evaporated from the heat of the bombshell explosion, and now there were only a few blackened snow masses near some of the grass roots. Wet mud and mud stained the gray uniforms of the landing soldiers, and many German infantrymen wearing steel helmets with M16 ear brims and carrying square bags climbed up the steep slope of large and small craters like a group of Spider-Man.

At high tide, there were hundreds of corpses of German infantry lying messily on the beachhead only 100 meters away from the foot of the slope, more than a dozen riveted German tanks stopped at the beachhead and covered the infantry on the slope with machine guns, their tank guns could not directly shell the defenders on the top of the slope due to insufficient elevation angles, but their conspicuous bodies attracted a lot of British firepower, mortar shells and gun Hale grenades continued to explode near the tank, but unfortunately to the disappointment of those Indian soldiers, the resolute German tanks did not retreat at all, At best, they move parallel to the coastline, a slow pace that mocks the incompetent Indians.

The British fortifications at the top of the steep slope near the western beach had long been destroyed by the heavy artillery fire of the German battle fleet, and now the Indian soldiers were basically defending in the trenches and bunkers behind the top of the slope, and the German infantry could dodge the bullets of the opponent as long as they were close to the bottom of the slope, and the British did not have many grenades in their hands, so the landing force was still able to climb the steep slope smoothly. However, as they approached the top of the slope, the German soldiers soon discovered that even if they climbed to the top of the slope, they could not gain a foothold in such an unsheltered place, and the British line only 100 meters from the edge of the slope would be shot at any time, and as the battle progressed, the German infantry who tried to rush to the top of the slope continued to fall.

Second Lieutenant Schevatz borrowed a rifle from an infantryman next to him, and he used it to lift his German steel helmet up the slope, and at least a dozen bullets were fired at it between the lightning and flint, and although the Indians did not shoot well at the crosshair, there were still two or three bullet holes in the steel helmet.

", good thing my head isn't in this helmet! Man, get me two grenades! ”

When the infantryman next to him pulled out the wooden-handled grenade from the grenade bag on his body, Szewáz inserted the Ruger pistol that had just been replaced with a new magazine into his leather holster, compared with the private and non-commissioned officers, the equipment of the German lieutenant was much simpler, the Ruger 08 replaced the Mauser rifle in the hands of ordinary infantrymen, and the shoulder bag replaced the grenade bag, and they only had the same helmet and backpack.

Although the mortars gathered at the bottom of the slope at this time, they were unable to completely clear the defenders at the top of the slope, but fortunately the naval carrier-based aircraft unit responsible for supporting the beach had arrived, and they circled a few times before dropping aerial bombs on the cobweb-like British trenches and gravel bunkers at the top of the slope.

While Szewatz, whose arm looked very thick, was still spinning the bottom cover of the wooden-handled grenade, another row of 50mm mortar shells fell to the top of the steep slope in a graceful arc, and the British position above seemed to be silent after a more violent explosion, but when several brave German infantry rushed up the slope again, the dense gunfire rang out again, and it was a very sad thing for Szewartz to watch his companion be shot and roll down the steep slope.

"! Listen, everyone, if you have a grenade, throw it with me, and then rush up together! May God bless us! ”

When the other two dozen soldiers in the platoon were all ready to throw grenades, Stzewarz took the lead in throwing the grenades out, although the grenades thrown by him and his soldiers were not enough to be thrown directly into the British trenches, but the flames and smoke from the explosion of the two dozen grenades could interfere with the British army's vision in a very short time.

After a simple but loud "follow me", the young officer drew his pistol and rushed forward under the cover of the grenade explosion, roughly parallel to the water level, and the top of the slope slightly lower to the north was mostly white, and the craters were basically caused by mortar shells, grenades, and aerial bombs, and there were no extra-large craters left by a few heavy shells, and the favorable terrain here made the British defenders who survived under the shelling particularly large.

The impact of the grenades was short-lived, but as Szewartz and their platoon rushed to the top of the hill, the British soldiers' shots were somewhat messy and blind. Despite the continuous roar of bullets in front, some of the German infantry who climbed to the top of the slope bravely chose to stand and throw grenades, and the grenades thrown from their hands carried the German soldiers' desire for victory, and after flying over a distance of more than 30 meters, they accurately landed around the British trenches, and the Indian soldiers who could not dodge were immediately killed and wounded, and the firepower of the defenders finally could no longer stop the pace of the Germans' advance, but few people paid attention to the people who threw grenades before, A very young soldier was immediately hit by an oncoming bullet, and he fell to his knees and stiffened forward, his childish face full of infinite nostalgia for the world.

After more and more German infantry rushed up the slope to the top of the slope, the German machine gunners also set up the "Firebird" on the top of the slope and fired at the British positions without sparing bullets. Despite the general trend, the few remaining British machine-gun fire points continued their final frenzy, mercilessly claiming the lives of one German soldier after another, until the other German soldiers rushed in front of them, and the Indian and British officers behind the machine guns raised their hands in the air.

Bang Bang Bang ......

After losing half of his soldiers, Szevaz had turned into a red-eyed beast, and the bullet that hit his right arm just now made him burst into battle blood, and the pleasure of pulling the trigger in his left hand made his tense emotions completely vent. For him, the raised hands of these British soldiers could not wash away their blood-stained sins.

The other German infantrymen who passed by only glanced with disdain at the officers and men of the defenders who had stopped breathing but still had fear in their pupils, the "Royal Beast Legion" was such a fierce, ruthless and ruthless force that no one would remember this incident, and no one would take the young German officer to court-martial.

"To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself!"

Before the regiment set off, Chen Tian said this to the 200,000 officers and soldiers who were about to participate in the landing operation, which is not only a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages, but also a lesson that countless people have personally experienced, including Chen Tian himself.

At 7:03 a.m. on December 27, 1914, Guderian landed on Bonemouth Beach with the last landing force of the mixed armored division, looking at the corpses lying or lying on the beach in gray uniforms, as well as some mutilated limbs, the young division commander silently took off his military cap, the dense gunfire and fierce fighting continued not far away, but the more than 900 soldiers could no longer advance with their companions. Their bodies will be transported back to Germany as soon as possible, and their spirits will accompany this great army in battle.