Chapter 254: Honor Belongs to Us (Part I)

Fortunately, the British army also used mortars, and the caliber was not very large, about 81 mortars, which was farther and more powerful than Anderson's 50 mortars.

This sudden shelling caused Anderson's company to lose more than 10 people and wound more than 20 people, and the 81 mortar was already a large-caliber mortar, and it was a curve fire, and the damage to the soldiers in the trench was also great.

"Rush!! Kill!! ...... "Four Matilda tanks of the British army charged with the infantry.

The 50-millimeter anti-tank gun, which was hidden by Anderson and them, immediately fired at the British tank, and at such a close distance, even if the front of the damn tank was 80 mm thick, the damn tank still could not withstand the German 50-mm anti-tank break.

The four Matilda tanks that accompanied the British attack were named one by one by fifty-mm anti-tank guns, and then turned into piles of burning bonfires.

Why did the British only have four infantry support tanks to accompany the attack! In fact, this section of the defense line is not the most important offensive area of the British army, but only to contain the attack, so as not to prevent the German army here from supporting the key offensive area of the British army.

Montgomery dispatched the most elite British Seventh Panzer Division, and the entire division was equipped with American Sherman tanks, and the area they attacked was the most important part of the British army's attack.

The British troops three hundred meters away began to charge frantically, and the British mortars at this time did not stop firing, and they were not afraid of hurting their own people.

The British army just wanted to use the numerical advantage to fight the German army for personnel attrition, and obviously, it was impossible for a company of Anderson to consume a regiment of the British army.

"Artillery fire rapidly, target: two hundred meters in front of our position, hurry up...... Boom ......"

Anderson held a telescope and a walkie-talkie microphone on the one hand, and half of his head sticked out of the trench, observing the battlefield situation while commanding, to the point of being a bit of a general.

The British infantrymen who were bombarded by 50-mm mortars turned over on their backs, and when the "bombardment" went down, two or three British infantry were missing arms and legs, and those who did not die screamed, and those who died were laid to rest in peace, and there was no more sound.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The 81 mortar hidden by the British army in the distance was also violently bombarding the German position, if the German soldier was very unlucky, a 81 mortar fell in the trench and exploded around him, with a loud "boom", the German soldier would be torn into several pieces immediately, and then thrown out of the trench by the violent explosion.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

Both sides are desperately shelling with mortars, and human lives are like ants here, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The British infantry was charging, unobstructed, and the German mortars, although only 50 millimeters, were also very inflicted, and the British mortars were of a large caliber.

But the Germans have the cover of the trenches, and the density of people in the trenches is less, so the casualties are much less, but the Germans have fewer soldiers!! In the end, the British army could not be consumed.

After a few minutes of heavy shelling, more than a dozen brothers of the Germans were killed, and the British had already rushed to a distance of two hundred meters.

"All shot...... Da Da ...... Da Da ...... Ahh!!hhhh ……”

All kinds of bullets shuttled in the air, shooting into the human body and bringing bursts of blood mist, and the screams of the British soldiers who were shot could already be clearly heard.

"Ahhh …… Come on...... Polish chop ...... Da Da ......"

"Ahhh!!h …… Come on!!! …… For the sake of the motherland, kill the German devils...... Touch...... Da Da ......"

The support machine guns of the British army are also "da-da...... Da Da ...... carried out suppressive shooting, but the rifle in the hands of the British soldier was tragic, a shot, you need to withdraw the shell and load the ammunition, and then aim for the final shot, and when he finished this set of actions, he has long been beaten into a sieve by the German submachine guns and machine guns.

The numerical superiority of the British army and the suppression of mortars caused Anderson's casualties to increase greatly, and the preliminary estimate was not less than 40 percent.

The casualties reached 20 percent and did not collapse even if the troops were elite, Anderson He suffered 40 percent casualties more than ten minutes after the start of the battle, but Anderson and they did not collapse, they were still fighting desperately.

Wansheng volunteers come from all over the world, they speak different languages and have different beliefs, but at this time, they are using their lives to defend their honor as a soldier.

"Fifty meters, grenade ......"

With Anderson's loud shout, the Germans in the position threw countless grenades at the prostrate British troops like rain.

There was a German soldier who, while throwing a grenade, yelled:

"Polish offal, how does it taste to eat a few wooden-handled grenades from grandpa, one, two, three...... Boom ......"

An 81 mm mortar shell exploded two meters away from the German soldier, and the huge body of the German soldier was blown over two meters away by the explosion, and one of his arms was gone, and the German soldier who was in a short coma felt that something was wrong with his body, and hurriedly groped with his hands, only to find that his arm was blown off, and other places were also scarred.

"Ah!! …… Polish chop also came by grandfather's hand. ”

The German soldier trembled, staggered to his feet, picked up another grenade, put the pull ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, the grenade flew out towards the British army, "Boom", "Ah! With a scream, a British soldier was lifted nearly a meter high by a grenade and smashed to the ground.

"Five...... Twelve...... Flutter ......"

A criminal bullet struck the German soldier in the chest, and before he died, the German threw the grenade out of the middle.

A regiment of British troops was finally repulsed by a company of Anderson, and Anderson hurriedly inspected the trenches and counted the number of people, at which time the strong Anderson cried.

"Start counting."

“1,2,3…… 28,29,…… 35)

Anderson's full company, under the regimental scale charge of the British army, held on, and pushed back a regiment of the British army, judging from the corpses in front of the position, the British army will not be less than 300 killed, but Anderson's more than 180 brothers, counting the wounded, there are only 35 left.

As a company commander, Anderson couldn't cry loudly, so he could only tear up and say loudly:

"My brothers, we come from all over the world, and we have come here in order to fight with the great General Rommel, in order to get the honor we want.

You fought bloodily for the victory of Germany in the land that will soon belong to us, you are worthy of the warriors, the honor belongs to you, the honor belongs to our fallen soldiers, we are worthy warriors under the great Marshal Rommel.

Long live Germany, long live the great Führer, long live Marshal Rommel. ”

"Long live Germany, long live the great Führer."

"The great Marshal Rommel Wan Sheng."

"Inventory of equipment ......" (to be continued.) )