In the smoke-filled trenches, the sound of gunfire was incessant—German bolt-action rifles, semi-automatic rifles, light machine guns, and the MG-25 13mm heavy machine gun, known as the "Reaper of Life," and a large number of guns rained down all the time. Pen ~ fun ~ Cabinet www.biquge.info If it was the Allied army in 1914 that was put into attack, such a firepower would be as much as it was destroyed, and there would be no ambiguity, but across two eras, today's British army is not what it used to be, whether it is the lightly armored "Vickers", the heavily armored "Kitchener", the multi-turret "Paladin", or the American-made M3 "Ranger", they are not afraid of the attack of ordinary guns, The limited number of Allied field artillery and tank units could not take care of the entire line, so in many areas the British line of attack was moving forward......

Draining the ten rounds in the magazine at a slow pace, Gallah leaned against the wall of the trench, reloading his bullets and looking in. The light of the explosion is getting closer and closer, the hazy black tide is getting closer and closer, and the sense of oppression that makes people suffocate is more and more intense.

The private next to him retracted his body to reload his ammunition and asked Gallaher for help: "It seems that you can't beat those British soldiers!" ”

Gallah sighed, it was as if those steel chariots were rushing forward, and most of the guns and bullets fired by the coalition officers and soldiers were useless. Because of this, it was almost a quarter of an hour before the battle resumed, and he himself fired two magazines, or 20 rounds, without even touching the toes of the British soldiers.

Seeing that Gallah did not answer, the private asked, "What should I do?" ”

For Gallaher, this is an unsolvable question. Before he could think of what to answer, suddenly the sound of a German command was heard behind him, followed by the sound of a drum.

"Mortar!" Gallah exclaimed softly, "It's the German mortar crew, they can get past the enemy tank group and attack the infantry." ”

The young private asked another question that was difficult for Gallaher: "If a shell hits the roof of a British tank, it should be able to knock them off, right?" ”

"I think it should be." Gallaher replied vaguely.

The German mortar group behind him should have only two mortars, and the sound of firing the guns sounded every five or six seconds, and the rate of fire was slightly faster than that of the famous field rapid-fire guns, but the current battle situation was chaotic and complicated, and people could not directly see the actual effect of this small-caliber curved fire.

Nevertheless, the constant firing of the mortar group gave the soldiers in the trenches a little psychological comfort.

After reloading, the private fired ten rounds in less than two minutes, but Gallah did not fire a single shot, and he observed the situation intently: the British tanks destroyed by the Allied artillery were scattered everywhere, some were still burning, some were still smoking, but most of them just stayed in place, and it was difficult to distinguish which ones were left over from the previous battle and which ones were lying in the middle of this offensive. In the previous attack, some British tanks pierced the Allied defenses and almost broke the Allied defenses, only to be thwarted by the inch's untimely follow-up. The British tanks that Gallaher saw at the front of the trenches and destroyed after running over the trenches were all heavy and large-sized models, and the current group of British tanks seemed to be more of a small, light-armed model - which meant that the British army had made some tactical adjustments.

The British army began to equip combat vehicles in 1915, and by the early 30s, there were four light combat vehicles that had appeared in the public eye: the British Vickers MK-I, MK-II and the American M2A1 and M2A4, and the largest number of equipment was the British locally-made Vickers MK-II, which was similar to the Hubert-13 that the German army was equipped with at the earliest, but with a completely different trolley suspension system, with strong long-distance driving ability, and the maximum highway speed is believed to be up to 50 kilometers per hour, the cross-country speed is about 30 km, which is almost twice as fast as "Kitchener" and "Paladin".

"Gun grenades are brought up, each group of twenty rounds, there are only two launchers, Evan, you take one, remember to wait for the enemy tank to enter the firing range before fighting!"

Leng Buding heard Reilly's voice, Gallah was very surprised, he turned his head, the eyes of the two were together, and he saw an indescribable complex look in each other's eyes. Reilly placed a cylindrical metal object in Gallaher's hand and a tin box with a handle on the floor.

Every Irish soldier was exposed to grenades as soon as he learned to use rifles and grenades. As a grenade derivative, the history of the gun grenade can be traced back to the 17th century, and in the last war, the German army found this weapon very useful in the offensive battle, so it was manufactured in large quantities and put into the battlefield, after the war all the great powers listed it as the standard equipment of the army, Ireland is no exception, they carried out local production according to German standards, and improved the blasting model used to deal with concrete fortifications into an anti-armor model, and widely equipped paratroopers, marines and front-line army units.

The 1st Parachute Battalion landed on the Coen Peninsula this time, and anti-armor grenades, anti-tank grenades, and anti-tank mines were airdropped along with ordinary ammunition, and the flawless configuration of the training often showed its inadequacy on the battlefield -- the airdropped anti-tank weapons were evenly distributed to each paratrooper combat group, and a lot of them were consumed in the battle to assist the landing force in capturing Abersoch. According to the landing plan, all kinds of weapons, equipment, and ammunition should be transported ashore immediately after the first batch of landing troops; although the coalition forces have conducted many exercises, when they arrived at the British coast, under the repeated attacks and harassment of British warplanes and lightning-raiding ships, chaos inevitably occurred, and a large amount of combat materials were either too late to be transported ashore, or were backlogged at the beachhead landing site, or were disproportionately transported to the defense line. Despite the limited armor-piercing capabilities of anti-armor grenades and the very close effective range, if they could supply the front line without restrictions, how could British tanks have a chance to crush the Allied lines?

After Reilly left, the private eagerly opened the ammunition box on the ground, which contained ten spinning grenades, and looked up at Gallaher with a happy face.

"Even if you kill one with two shots, it's enough to block the enemy's attack!"

Gallaher silently placed the grenade cartridge in the muzzle of his rifle and looked back ahead. As far as the eye could see, there were probably four or five hundred British chariots rushing in this wave, more than the number of chariots put into any military exercise held by the Allied forces in Ireland, and the twenty or thirty chariots in front of them formed a charging group, which seemed to be Vickers-II chariots, like a group of heroic and mighty hussars, rushing in unison with a proud posture with empty eyes.

Receiving the first grenade from the private, Gallaher's heart was particularly heavy. The development of industrial technology has brought about a radical change in the era of colder weapons in modern warfare, but in some ways, they are much the same - Vickers tanks have limited individual combat power, but once they pierce the coalition lines in droves, then these light tanks will slaughter the coalition soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables.

The British tank group was two or three hundred meters away from the defense line, the allied field artillery struggled to block and shoot, the "Celtic warriors" who were ambushed behind the position showed accurate marksmanship, and the allied soldiers on the position were also resisting with the few remaining battle defense guns, but all the efforts could only slightly delay the advance speed of the British tank group, and there were many firepower gaps faintly on the long front.

Amid the endless sound of cannons, explosions, and the roar of chariots, Gallaher faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and he thought that his hearing had been mistaken, but when the sturdy figure of the cavalry swept along with the smoke and dust raised by the Vickers light chariot, he was stunned by the fact that it was a real cavalryman!

Yes, the British cavalry appeared on the battlefield like ghosts, they did not have overwhelming momentum, but they ran between the chariots. What a bizarre scene of the ancient cavalry fighting side by side with the armored cavalry!

Unlike the steady output of the machines, the horse's endurance was limited, and the full speed sprint distance was shorter under weight, and when only a stone's throw away from the Allied position, the British cavalry galloped forward, gradually overtaking the light chariot group, which had been the first horse.

Gallah lowered the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger, followed not by the crisp sound of gunfire, but by the muffled sound of opening a wine bottle, but he had no time for anything else at the moment, grabbed the second grenade from the private's hand, and the rough and direct movement surprised the other party, he wanted to say something, but the sound of horses' hooves mixed with the roar of the chariot and the trembling sensation from the ground made him realize that great danger was rapidly approaching, he stretched his neck slightly, poked half of his head out of the trench, and then the whole person froze.

The speed of the cavalry can rush through the last few tens of meters in a blink of an eye, and the machine guns on the coalition positions are firing intensively with a tooth-sour sound, and there are people everywhere in the trenches shouting "throwing grenades", whether the hundreds of British cavalry who are rushing into the battle break through the web of death woven by machine guns and grenades, wielding cavalry knives and cutting through the chests of coalition soldiers, or the fearless cavalry all fall on the front of the coalition position, and the life-and-death battle is in this blink of an eye.

After firing a second grenade almost without aiming, Gallah yanked the private, not thinking of overexerting force, and pulled him down. Shrinking your head does not mean giving up resistance, just calmly avoiding death. Dropping his rifle, Gallah grabbed two grenades with one hand, pulled them all in his hand at once, and took a deep breath. The sound of horses' hooves was almost drowned out by the crash of horses falling and riders falling to the ground, and the grenades began to explode intensively, and he jerked off the grenade's fire, leaning sideways and throwing the two grenades together.

The sound of the explosion drowned out all the sounds on the battlefield, and the impact of the explosion swept through like a hurricane, and countless high-speed spinning shrapnel scattered in the air, slicing through the bodies that were not protected by armor, stirring up boiling blood.

After a while, seeing that there were no cavalry rushing over the trench, Gallah picked up his rifle, loaded the grenade, poked his head out, and two or three meters in front of him lay a British rider, next to a sturdy war horse whose limbs were still twitching, and the corpses were all around him, which was shocking. The smoke had not yet cleared, the dust was still flying, and the brutal battle was not over, the creaking of metal tracks against the load wheels was close at hand, and the roar of the engine was in your ears.

The British armored cavalry rushed to kill!

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