After the first offensive probing, the Germans had a preliminary understanding of the combat capabilities of the defenders.

The staff of the Seventh Army was still very strong, and they quickly judged that the defensive weakness of the defenders was the 185th Heights, the junction of the positions of the 3rd and 32nd Divisions.

So Crown Prince William no longer hesitated, and ordered his troops to attack Heights 185 with all their might, striving to conquer Heights 185, break through the defenders' lines, and then defeat the defenders.

Therefore, the preparation of firepower before the start of the second offensive was more concentrated on the 185 heights.

The pressure is all on Christopher's side.

215 regiment command.

Of course, this command is not as strong as the joint command, it is built in an anti-artillery hole on the 185 heights, although the space is not spacious, basically there are all that should be there, such as the communication squad, the staff headquarters and the combat command room.

Christopher was not in a good mood, he had been forced to take out the reserves in the first attack just now, and now he had no hole cards in his hand.

The German shells almost never stopped, one after another fell on the 185 heights, shaking the light bulb on Christopher's head, Christopher looked at the flickering lights with a blank expression, waiting for the moment when the phone was connected.

When the Germans began the second shelling, the telephone line between the 215th Regiment and the combined command was blown up, which gave Christopher a very bad premonition, and Christopher decided that as soon as the telephone line was connected, he would immediately ask for reinforcements.

Perhaps you can request support from the 3rd Regiment next door. The thought crossed Christopher's mind, and he was overturned by himself.

As a Frenchman, Christopher had his own pride, and it would be a shame to be forced to call for help less than an hour after the battle began.

However, compared to victory, face does not seem to be so important.

But who can blame it?

Thinking about the dense machine guns on the 3rd Regiment's position, and thinking about the tanks that were cruising around the 3rd Regiment's position in the battle just now, Christopher's heart was full of bitterness.

No way, even if Christopher is given enough tanks, Christopher can't use them, unless Christopher has enough tankers.

At the same time, Xiang Ankang, who had enough tankers, was also firing at Xiang Wukang, the commander of the tank company of the 3rd Regiment. Xiang Wudaunt is Xiang Ankang's cousin, originally the commander of the second battalion under Xiang Ankang, when the 1st Infantry Brigade got this batch of tanks, Xiang Wudaunt took the initiative to ask to be the commander of the tank company, even if it was at the expense of demotion.

Eventually, Xiang Dreadnought went to the tank company, while also retaining his rank of major.

According to the words of brigade commander Liu Zizheng, this is called high matching.

"Xiang Wuxing, what's the matter with you? Why hasn't it been fixed yet, didn't you say five minutes? It's been almost half an hour of the fuck, and the Germans are coming up, can you do it? Xiang Ankang was anxious, squatting on the side of the tank and shouting at the top of his voice.

The third regiment is the same as the fourth regiment, there are only 10 tanks in the regiment, which is specially added by the brigade commander Liu Zizheng before the war in order to strengthen the first-line defense.

As soon as he repelled an attack by the Germans, 10 tanks lay down on their stomachs and worried about the next battle, and worried about whether this would affect his cousin's career in the army.

"Brother, this is a big problem, we can't fix it. Faults with the engines were sent to the General Headquarters, where there were professional technicians from the Renault plant. Xiang Wudaunt was covered in oil and smashed the wrench in his hand to the ground.

"Engine ......" Xiang Ankang winked and thought of a way, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he didn't want to ask the general headquarters for help, in case Liu Zizheng changed the fourth regiment to defend it, it would be wronged, Xiang Ankang still remembered the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of the fourth regiment commander looking at him at the pre-war preparation meeting, he didn't want to be considered ineffective by the division commander and brigade commander because of this matter.

"We have a car in the group, can we unload one and change it?" Open your mind to Ankang.

"I said brother, don't say it's useless, our cars have gasoline engines, and tanks have diesel engines, can that be the same?" Xiang Fearless couldn't cry or laugh.

Unlike Xiang Ankang, who only knows how to train soldiers, Xiang Wudreadnought has been trained in simple troubleshooting of tanks, and he still knows a little about these basic knowledge

"What's that, it's all a 'machine' anyway, why don't we give him diesel fuel too? That's right, the fuel tank was changed too! "Xiang Ankang is still divergent in thinking.

"I beg you, brother, don't say it. According to your tossing method, we might as well build one directly. "Xiang Fearless despises his cousin who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

"Ah, what's your attitude? Why, it's great to be able to drive a tank, isn't it? Who is afraid of whom? "Xiang Ankang really has this idea.

"Okay, you're not afraid, I'm afraid of you." Xiang Wuxing didn't argue with Xiang Ankang, and called a tank soldier to find a trailer to help tow it away.

Xiang Ankang is not vindictive, after the battle just now, Xiang Ankang has a thorough understanding of the power of tanks, he really wants to build two tanks, even if it is a dirt tank.

Circling around the lying tank twice, he called out to Ankang a platoon commander and whispered like that.

"Brother Xiang, can this work?" The platoon commander expressed skepticism.

"If you want to go, you'll go, what are you talking about!" Xiang Ankang was dissatisfied.

"Yes!" The platoon commander cheered up, and Li Zheng saluted and turned around and called a few soldiers to go to work.

"What? Brother, are you really going to build a tank? "Marvel at intrepid fear.

"It's none of your business, hurry up and prepare for the attack, the Germans' artillery began to extend." Xiang Ankang is there.

"Let's go, let's go, get ready to attack!" Listening to the intrepid and seeing that the Germans' artillery fire was indeed beginning to extend, he jumped on his No. 301 tank and greeted the tankers who were ready to go.

The battle continues, flesh and blood fly, steel rages, and iron and fire continue to flow.

Or rather, the fighting has not stopped, but has entered a climax again.

This time the Germans did not attack the 3rd Regiment with much intensity, only about a battalion of the enemy was attacking the positions of the 3rd Regiment, and the intensity of the attack was not very high, the soldiers were much slower to charge than the previous time, and the enthusiasm for destroying the barbed wire was not very high.

The focus of the German attack was on the 215 heights where the 185 regiment was stationed.

At least two regiments of Germans were attacking, and they were flanking in two directions. And while the infantry attacked, the Germans' 77-mm field guns also pushed closer to the position, aiming at the central defensive positions of the French troops and continued to bombard indiscriminately.

Through the observation hole, look at Intrepid with concern in his eyes towards Heights 185.

If it continues to be blown up like this, 185 Heights is afraid that it will become 184.

(To be continued.) )