Even everyone in Field Marshal Rommel's army command post went to find a P40 submachine gun on their backs, and if the British completely broke through Field Marshal Rommel's line and advanced in depth, all your men from the former enemy command post would join the battle, no matter what rank he was, at this time they were no different from an ordinary soldier. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even Marshal Rommel had a P40 submachine gun next to his command platform, and it can be said that Marshal Rommel had reached the most critical moment at this time.

Joachim? Jackson was a captain company commander, with more than 180 people in the company, and was ordered to defend a one-kilometer defensive line, which could basically be defended by one person at a meter of defense.

Compared with other units, Jackson's company was very densely defended, because Jackson's position was due east, which happened to be the focus of the British assault, and their company's firepower was 12 machine guns, two 37mm anti-tank guns, and 12 50mm mortars.

The machine-gun fire was scattered by Jackson, and all the mortars were concentrated in the second line of trenches, which provided fierce low-power artillery support for his own infantry when the time came.

A 50-mm mortar is only as powerful as a grenade, but for a charging infantryman, it is absolutely sufficient, and if 12 mortars are fired together, it can attack at least an enemy within 200 square meters at the same time.

"Company commander, the enemy is coming, there are a lot."

The observer was visibly nervous, and his voice was a little out of shape.

"Don't panic, put the enemy two hundred meters before fighting."

"Put the enemy two hundred meters."

The black-pressed British troops bent their waists, ran with guns in hand, and charged towards Jackson's position, there were too many of them, and the British army was a regimental charge as soon as they came up, because the British commander also knew that there was not much time left for them.

After the German bomber group returned, it would take two hours to refuel and reload, and in these two hours, it was necessary to break through the Afrika Korps defense, and then get entangled with the Afrika Korps, then the German bomber group would not be able to bomb, which was also the only correct way for the British army.

"Four hundred meters, three hundred meters...... Boom ......"

Plumes of smoke rose from the positions of the Afrika Korps, and violent explosions raged, and this sudden artillery bombardment blinded the Afrika Korps at that time, but fortunately the British army also used mortars, and the caliber was not very large, about 81 mortars, which was farther and more powerful than Jackson's 50 mortars.

This sudden artillery bombardment caused Jackson's company to lose more than a dozen people and wound more than 20 people, and the caliber of the 81 mortar is considered a large caliber, and it is a curve fire, and the damage to the soldiers in the trenches is also very great.

"Rush!! Kill!! ……”

Three hundred meters away, the British army began to charge frantically, the British mortars at this time did not stop firing, they were not afraid of hurting their own people, what they planned was to use the numerical advantage and the Afrika Korps to fight for personnel attrition, obviously a company of Jackson could not consume a regiment of the British army.

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

Jackson was holding a telescope and a walkie-talkie microphone, with half of his head sticking out of the trench, observing the battlefield situation and commanding at the same time, 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 position of the Afrika Korps, if the Afrika Korps was very unlucky, a 81 mortar fell in the trench and exploded around him, with a loud "boom", the Afrika Korps was immediately torn into several pieces, and then thrown out of the trench by the violent explosion.

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

The two sides are desperately shelling with mortars, and human lives here are like ants, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. The British infantry is charging, unobstructed, although the Afrika Korps mortar is only 50 mm, when the same damage is very huge, the British mortars are large, but the Afrika Korps has the cover of the trenches, and the density of people in the trenches is less, the casualties are much less, but the Afrika Korps has fewer people!!

After a few minutes of heavy shelling, more than a dozen brothers of the Afrika Korps 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...... Egyptian chop ...... Da Da ......"

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

The support machine guns of the British army were also "clicked...... Da Da ...... carried out suppressive shooting, but the rifle in the hands of the British soldier was tragic, a shot, he needed to unshell and load, and then aim for the final shot, and by the time he finished this set of actions, he had already been beaten into a sieve by the submachine guns and machine guns of the Afrika Korps.

The numerical superiority of the British army and the suppression of mortars caused Jackson's casualties to increase greatly, and the preliminary estimate was that it would not be less than 20 percent, and the troops that did not collapse with 20 percent casualties were considered elite.

Forty percent of Jackson's troops were already suffering casualties, but they were still fighting desperately because their Marshal Rommel had given the order to "hold your ground and never take a step back." ”

If Jackson had placed the first line of mortars, the Jackson company, which had lost its artillery, would have been drowned by the British army at this time, and it seemed that this Afrika Korps captain named Jackson was good.

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

With Jackson's shout, countless grenades were thrown at the British troops who were crawling forward like rain in the Afrika Korps position, and there was an Afrika Korps soldier who yelled while throwing grenades:

"English offal, how about eating a few grandfather's wooden-handled grenades, one, two, three...... Boom ......"

An 81-millimeter mortar exploded two meters away from the Afrika Legion soldier, and the huge body of the Afrika Rps soldier was blown over two meters away by the explosion, and one of his arms was gone.

The Afrika Korps, who was in a coma for a short time, sensed that something was wrong with his body, and quickly groped with his hands, only to find that his arm had been blown off, and other places were also scarred.

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

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

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

[There are 2 more left, updated around 10 o'clock in the evening.] (To be continued.) )