Chapter 652: From Portcren to Abersoch (Medium)
In the early summer, the sun is shining and everything is prosperous, but the battlefield in the northern part of the Cohen Peninsula is filled with gunsmoke, thunder and thunder, groups of war falcons are fiercely entangled in the air, countless soldiers are fighting the ground, and the loss of life is as simple as raindrops falling to the ground...... The progress of human civilization has not only failed to eliminate killing, but has pushed war to a new height, which is the sorrow of human nature and the helplessness of history. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The typical German doesn't have such a big picture, they are keen to do their job well, and Andres Klaessen is one of them. Born in 1904 in Posen, the eastern province of Prussia, this burly and sturdy young German is now a senior non-commissioned officer in the 19th Grenadier Regiment of the Royal German Army.
The so-called grenadier is a branch of the European army in the mid-17th century, which first refers to the infantry in the army that can throw grenades. At that time, grenades were similar in size and weight to small artillery shells, so it was necessary to select soldiers with superior arms among the infantry to throw them, and these soldiers needed to throw grenades at the front of their own battle line in battle, which required extraordinary courage and will. Gradually, "Grenadier" became not only a title for the arms, but also an honorary title for the heroic combat performance of soldiers.
Nowadays, the German grenadier regiment has long been limited to throwing grenades, and their equipment standards are roughly the same as that of ordinary infantry regiments, and the elite is that nearly half of the riflemen are equipped with grenade launchers for rifles, and pay special attention to the use of this weapon in their daily training. In addition, the glorious tradition of the grenadier regiment -- the charge before the battle -- has been preserved and inherited. Based on the fact that combat vehicles and armored vehicles are powerful tools for attacking enemy positions, the German army's front-line grenadier regiments generally established directly subordinate combat vehicle units, and introduced a large number of tracked, semi-track, and wheeled armored vehicles and transport trucks, thus meeting the standards of quasi-mechanized troops.
Early the morning of the day after the outbreak of the war, Sergeant Claessen landed on the Cohen Peninsula with his troops and was engaged in battle by noon. By 11:30 a.m., his company arrived at the front of the British position in armored personnel carriers, and at this time the tank unit serving as assault knives had successfully tore through the enemy's defensive line, but because the half-track armored personnel carrier did not have the ability to cross the trenches, it had to stop at the British front-line position, and then cover the infantry with mortars and machine guns into battle.
German grenadiers in ear protectors and field uniforms rushed through the first trenches of the British positions with unstoppable vigour. Although there were their own chariots "standing guard" in front of them, the British troops on the front were still resisting stubbornly, and the surviving machine gun fire points continued to spray terrifying tongues of fire, and a series of bullets poured in, bringing down many German officers and soldiers, and the British mortars and grenades were also constantly causing casualties to the attackers. As a result, the offensive wave seemed to hit an invisible embankment, and the coherent melody came to a temporary pause, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate for a while.
After climbing over the first line of British trenches, Sergeant Clayson and his comrades were pinned down by British fire in the open area between the two trenches, barely relying on craters and destroyed British anti-tank artillery bunkers to avoid enemy gunfire. Seeing a few oval grenades thrown from the British trenches in front of him, Claeson hurriedly beckoned his companions to bow their heads and hide, and the explosion that followed shook everyone's ears, fortunately, the grenades were still several meters away from them, and there were some sandbags in between, otherwise the shrapnel alone would be enough for them.
Claessen put down his pistol, pulled out the M30 offensive grenade hanging from his waist, supported his left arm at the elbow, leaned his upper body into oblique support, and then threw the grenade out of the way. The projectile fell impartially into the British trench more than 20 meters away, and exploded on the ground, without giving the enemy any chance to react.
With such a standard demonstration, the surrounding soldiers followed suit, and the throw distance of twenty or thirty meters was a breeze for these grenadiers. This slammed down, and there was no movement in the British trenches in front of them. The repeated attacks and suppression of the front combat vehicles, coupled with the fact that the mortars carried by the German armored personnel carriers basically corrected the impact point after several rounds of firing, the offensive resistance was sharply reduced. Moments later, the whistle sounded again, and the soldiers leaped to their feet. The last distance of the charge has no concept of a skirmish, and both grenadiers and ordinary infantry run wildly with their weapons in order to pass through the most dangerous areas in the shortest possible time.
Jumping into the second-line trenches of the British army, which had just been cleaned by grenades, Claessen was still stunned by the bleak scene in front of him, although he was mentally prepared: the British soldiers who died in battle were all unclothed, their faces were unrecognizable, their stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, the strange smell of burnt food in the air entered his nasal cavity, and his stomach couldn't help but roll......
Most of the grenadiers who followed Claessen into the trenches had been tested in battles in France and the Middle East, had seen bloody and brutal scenes, and had some resistance to everything here. They did not have time to rest for a while, and at the orders of the officers, they climbed over the trenches and continued to advance deep into the British line with their own chariots.
A red pine forest comes into view.
The British front, which had just been broken by the coalition forces, stretched from the north of the Coen Peninsula to the southern outskirts of Abersoch, and a single breach did not mean the collapse of the entire front. The battle to clear the positions and expand the gains was still raging, and when only a part of the infantry followed, the Allied tank units immediately began their next combat mission - according to the established tactical plan, they would sweep the field artillery behind the British battle line, capture the British headquarters and rear transportation hubs - how similar to the tactical arrangements of the British army the night before!
In the battle to break through the British position, the losses of the coalition tank units accounted for about one-third of the invested troops, many of which were blown up or mechanical failures, and they could soon be re-engaged in the battle after emergency repairs, and the overall attrition was basically at the expected level, so the original in-depth assault route was taken, and the pine forest in front was an important coordinate reference, but the ground reconnaissance troops warned before the offensive began, they believed that this forest was likely to hide British heavy troops, It is proposed to focus on the blow during bombing and artillery shelling.
Before the ground offensive began, the heavy artillery fire of the coalition fleet carried out indiscriminate attacks on this area, and the heavy shells left large and even huge craters in the fields one after another, and this red pine forest did not seem to have escaped the disaster, and there were many thick pine trees at the edge of the woods that were broken or uprooted, and a few pillars of smoke emerged from the middle of the woods, apparently some trees were ignited by artillery fire. If it hadn't rained two days before, the forest would have been damp and the entire forest would have been reduced to ashes.
A few hundred meters in front of the pine forest, there was an abandoned British artillery position. Those field guns were originally under the cover and protection of camouflage nets and civil fortifications, and some of them survived the shelling of the Allied ships, and played some role in resisting the strong attack of the Allied armored forces. At this moment, the hundreds of remnants of the British army who had been driven from their positions were rushing to the rear in a panic, they were scattered, there was no formation to speak of, and they were beyond the range of the machine guns, so the coalition chariots that were the first to break through the enemy line let them go for the time being, instead of bombarding these poor creatures with chariot guns. The British had no courage to organize a defense in the abandoned artillery position, but withdrew into the pine forest without looking back.
Before the offensive began, the commanders of the Allied tank units received a warning from the command about the pine forest, and the German officers were not yet carried away by the victory in front of them, and they cautiously lined up in battle formation, dozens of heavy tanks formed three herringbone attack arrows, medium tanks, fully tracked armored vehicles, and abandoned infantry on foot followed in turn, except that some of the faster light tanks served as guards in front and on both flanks.
The massive and fast-moving Allied armored assault group approached the mysterious pine forest, and the first "cold arrow" released from the forest unbiased hit a German light tank that had burst forward to reconnoitre, this 15-ton "Lancer" was known for its speed, and its armored defense was only slightly stronger than that of the British "Vickers" light tank, which was equipped with a 37-mm machine gun and a 7. The turret of the 92mm machine gun was blown away by a single shot, and this scene surprised everyone!
Shells flew out of the pine forest one after another, but fortunately, not every British gunner had the ability to kill with one hit, and most of the shells were missing the moving coalition tanks, and the light tanks that were rushing forward quickly retreated, and the rumbling tanks quickly stopped in a screeching sound of brakes.
Although it was impossible to pinpoint the targets hidden in the forest, the rising smoke and flickering cannon flames revealed their location and strength.
The heavily armored "Teutonic Knights" stood up like shield soldiers, blocking many of the shells coming from the woods, protecting their medium tanks and the self-propelled guns that arrived later. Hundreds of allied combat vehicles bombarded the ground with intensive artillery fire for nearly ten minutes, and the rear howitzer groups supporting the operation also began to wield, violent explosions shook the ground, and the whole forest swayed in the strong wind, and by the call of the front, a group of German fighters who had just arrived over the battlefield joined the attack.
No matter how strong the field fortifications are, can they still hold back the shells and bombs in turn?
As soon as the bombing and strafing of German fighters ended, more than a dozen British chariots and more than 1,000 British soldiers fled north from the north side of the pine forest. The sluggish "Kitchener" blocked the front with strong armor, but the rear of the body was a clear weakness, the 37mm guns of the German light tanks could threaten them from a certain distance, and the rapidly advancing Allied medium tanks also captured the opportunity to kill, such a scene made people feel as if they had seen the scene of European heavy cavalry against Mongolian cavalry archers.
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