The "symphony" not far away gradually reached its climax, and Chen Tian raised his hand to look at his watch, 10:04 in the evening.

"It's going to be another sleepless night!" He muttered softly, and then ordered:

"Fire on all fronts! The Einsatzgruppen began to build pontoon bridges! ”

At 10:05 a.m., the eastern bank of the Paris section of the Seine was fully active, and all the weapons of the German soldiers along the river were shooting at the French troops on the opposite bank, and the whole of Paris was suddenly plunged into a cacophony.

Just when the French were dazed, the German special trucks drove unhurriedly to the riverbank, and then jumped into the cool water like a diving warrior. The doors of these trucks are all removed, making it easier for the driver to escape after the car enters the water. In the 20 previously selected river crossings, the first batch of 20 purpose-built trucks were left with only a section of the square car above the water, which did not have to worry about being swept away or knocked down by the slow Seine water due to the gaps in the carriages and the addition of heavy earth and rock.

On the front of each purpose-built car, a large steel plate forms a small ramp at a 30-degree angle, which serves to shield the driver from bullets and shrapnel on the opposite side, and also to create a landslide for the truck behind it. In this kind of special car, the driver does not have a frontal view, but they do not have to worry, because their special cabin is very wide, and the width of the pontoon is almost 1.5 times that of the car with the bridge, so they only need to judge whether the car is going in the direction of departure according to the edge of the pontoon outside.

Soon, the drivers floated out of the water, and as the most crucial figures in the operation, each of them not only knew how to swim, but also needed to have enough courage. Although the process was very simple, it was inevitable that accidents would happen, so Chentian issued an announcement of voluntary participation, and as a result, thousands of eligible officers and soldiers in the entire legion signed up, which made him very pleased.

Except for the drivers who need to swim back, the pontoons require little infantry to work in a hail of bullets, so the casualties of the soldiers in the process of building the pontoon bridge are minimized.

On the foggy river, the first truck's widened and elongated compartment is more like an island, a square island 4 meters long and 3 meters wide. The second truck had an even more eccentric shape, with the same wide purpose-built carriage and a frontal diagonal steel plate with a 2-and-a-half-metre-long and 3-metre-wide pontoon deck that resembled a castle's drawbridge. The car looked like a beetle carrying things with its nose, or a small moving city gate. The whole pontoon plate is inclined forward, and its lower end is in contact with the lower end of the inclined steel plate, but it is not fixed, but this oblique state is maintained by a small rounded groove on the inclined steel plate; The upper end of it is held by two ropes, and the other end of the rope is attached to the roof of the cab of the car.

A second special truck stopped on the bank of the river, and the driver cut the rope that held the pontoon slabs, which rested on the roof of the car in the water like a lowered suspension bridge. The German soldiers did not have to worry about alarming the French on the opposite side, and the sound of artillery fire completely drowned it out.

I saw that the second truck retreated a little, and the end of the pontoon plate slipped off the inclined steel plate on the front of the car, and landed firmly on the stony river bank on the east bank.

The second truck then drove on the pontoon slab and then slowly slid into the water along the front diagonal steel plate of the first car to become the second pier.

The following special cars were the same as the second car, and they drove onto the pontoon one after another, and the pontoon bridge gradually extended to the opposite bank.

The French were disoriented by the dense fog and the all-out German fire on the opposite side, and in this environment they could not hear the small sound of the German bridge-building troops, so their counter-fire appeared very blind. When the second batch of German trains entered the water again in the same section, the French commander General Simon firmly judged that this was the direction of the main attack of the German army, and he ordered the French artillery in the rear to spare no effort to continue shelling these five sections, and at the same time transferred troops to strengthen the defense of the French infantry there. In other areas, the French fired somewhat aimlessly at the river and across the bank, and in this case, the construction of the 20 pontoon bridges went very smoothly.

The French inhabitants not far from the battlefield all listened to the sound of artillery fire in Paris, and every explosion was like a needle piercing their hearts. They understood that one shell might destroy a relief on Notre-Dame Cathedral, or blow up the Arc de Triomphe, or ......

"The Eiffel Tower has fallen!"

The unfortunate thing finally happened, and the French residents who heard the news fell to their knees in a haggard heart, praying and silent, sad and angry. It doesn't matter to them which direction the shell that knocked down the Eiffel Tower at the end came from, all this would not have happened if the Germans had not invaded their homeland, if the Germans had not attacked here.

"The German devils have ruined our homeland, and the German devils have ruined the property left by our ancestors!" Many French people hugged each other and wept, remembering the commander of the German Western Front, Falkenhain, and the German Prince of East Prussia, Gigi, who led the offensive in the Paris area. William.

A large group of Zeppelins flew silently on the noisy banks of the Seine, and at an altitude of thousands of meters, half of Paris was shrouded in thick fog, and the flames of the explosion and the burning fire were hazy under this white veil.

On one of the lead airships, a soldier was carefully observing the situation below.

"Captain, where did the French artillery fire come from!"

Following the direction of the soldier's finger, the German captain saw the area where sparks appeared after the fireworks were set off on a black canopy, from which at least a hundred artillery pieces continued to fire shells at the Seine.

"Excellent! Signal the other airships to drop bombs directly above the area! Airships 1-20 took part in the first wave of bombardment, then No. 21-40 stood by above the French positions to wait for the French to fire again before conducting the second wave of bombardment, while No. 41-53 were responsible for the third wave of bombardment! ”

The huge formation of airships changed course slightly, and then came to a silent halt above the French troops. Whether the French had spotted them or not, the black bombs fell with a scream, igniting a much larger fire on the ground than the sparks they had just struck, as if they were struck there.

Most of the bombs that fell from high altitude only exploded near the French positions, and very few could actually penetrate the bunker and destroy the artillery inside, but the French artillery fire stopped all at once. Either waiting for the German airship to leave, or hastily changing positions.

The German airships that had already dropped their bombs began to turn around and leave, and the remaining airships waited quietly like hunters for their prey to appear. Although the effect of this high-altitude bombardment is not large, and it can only bomb a small number of French artillery positions at a time, the deterrent effect produced by them can greatly delay the shelling of French artillery positions in a small area.

When the French artillery fire was temporarily weakened, the Paris section of the Seine was not much quieter, the gunfire on both sides was still intensive, and the rapid-fire guns on the French forward positions and the German infantry guns and tank guns did not give in to each other.

Chen Tian raised his hand again and looked at his watch, 10:33. At the current pace, 20 pontoon bridges will soon be completed. Thankfully, the French troops on the other side of the river have not discovered their plans until now, and their own smoke bombs can hold up for a while. After all, in this era, the army and navy will use smoke grenades a lot of times, so the smoke grenades in the front-line stocks are still enough to deal with it.

However, before the last bridge plate was put on the west bank of the Seine, Chen Tian's mood did not relax at all. The closer you get to the west bank, the greater the resistance from the French.

The German soldiers who built the pontoon bridge also understood this, and the French bullets occasionally pierced through the fog and sparkled on the front tailgate of the specially built car, and the sound of the impact was crisp, but it worried the soldiers. When the pontoon bridges were only about ten meters from the east bank, the French finally discovered them. Surprised, the French soldiers reported to their superiors while firing at the pontoon bridge in the water with all the weapons in their hands. Their bullets did not pose a threat to the special cars or pontoons, but shells fired from the 75mm rapid-fire guns blasted high columns of water around the pontoons, which was what the Germans feared most.

On the other side of the river, the French were trying to destroy the steel pontoons by all means, but the pontoons were not too wide, and the fog on the river seriously affected the view, and even the French themselves did not know whether their shells had hit them or not, and the bullets and shells fired from the other side were constantly suppressing them, and no French soldier dared to push small-caliber guns closer to the riverbank.

The side effects of the fog were also felt at this time, and the progress of the German army and the construction of the bridge could only be known according to the pre-calculations and the returning drivers. Once the deck and piers were hit by French artillery fire, new slabs were needed to fill the holes. Therefore, according to Guderian's suggestion, the special cars in the back were equipped with two pontoon plates, one to prevent holes and one to build the pontoon bridge normally. If there are more than two holes, trucks that have run out of pontoon decks will have to return to the east bank.

Twenty pontoon bridges did not all evade the shells of the French, but not all of them were hit by the French. The French were horrified to see that their bullets could do nothing against the strange cars that came from behind, which neither returned fire nor stopped, but sank straight into the water.

When the special cars used as the last pier were submerged in the water, the long pontoon bridges stood like steel dams that would not block the flow of water and the river, and those special cars stood silently in the water, like warriors who died silently for the advancement of other comrades.

There are gaps of half to two meters on the west bank side of these pontoons, which will be completed by the last special truck to erect the pontoons. This truck was followed by the first tank to board the pontoon.

The first tank rumbled onto the pontoon, and the hearts of the German officers and men hung in the air. It moved steadily, over one bridge after another, over one pier after another, and although the pontoon deck was shaking slightly, the whole pontoon bridge still stood among the flying bullets and shells.

Then, the second and third tanks drove onto the pontoon, and they quickly disappeared from view.

"The Germans' cars are here again!" Behind a house near the pontoon, a French soldier shouted as if he had discovered the New World. At the same time, an ignorant dark shadow loomed on the pontoon not far from them.

"Fire! Hit me hard! A French officer shouted hoarsely, before he asked his superiors for fire support, but the superiors said that the artillery was still moving positions after being attacked by German airships, and this guy almost vomited blood and died. With no rear fire support, a rapid-fire gun hidden in the alley behind the house was damaged by shells fired by the Germans on the shore, and he really had no better weapon in his hand than a machine gun.

Unfortunately, his machine-gun bullet still didn't react to the black shadow, which continued to move forward as if nothing had happened. With the crunch of steel on the stone, the black shadow seemed to have set up a large board on the pontoon bridge and the riverbank on the west bank.

"God, the pontoon bridge of the Germans is still finished!" The French officer picked up the phone again in a panic, but fortunately the telephone line had not been completely destroyed.

"Hey, Command? I'm here in the defensive position of the Rant Street, and we're ...... here," the Frenchman stopped abruptly, for he heard a peculiar sound in the roar of the cannons, a sonorous sound he had heard not long ago, and this time it was very close.

He shuddered and poked his head out of the corner, and the German car was already parked in the flying bullets, and the sound came from behind it.

The car shook violently, and the shaking was clearly not coming from within. The whole car was pushed away at once, and a hideous-looking German tank appeared in front of him, the stubby barrel of the gun clearly aimed at him.

"Damn, our machine-gun position attracts its attention!" He had forgotten the dark mood he had when he gave the order to shoot, and now he had caused a fatal disaster.

After a loud bang, everything on this street corner calmed down, only a faint voice came from the phone that had not yet been disconnected, "Hey, Lant Street Defensive Position, what's wrong with you?" Hey, hey! ”

No one answered, only the more and more sonorous sounds of crawlers grinding not far away.