Xiang Dreadnought was not far from the 215 heights where the 185 regiment was stationed.

At a distance of only a few hundred meters, it was completely within the range of a large-caliber machine gun.

Staying where you want to be as long as you want to be able to provide fire support to Heights 185 can be provided.

However, Xiang Wudaunt didn't plan to do that, on the one hand, because Xiang Wudring did not receive the relevant orders, and on the other hand, Xiang Wudring actually knew very well that ordinary French officers were extremely arrogant, such as Christopher next door.

If Daring Do offered support to Christopher without asking for it, Christopher wouldn't necessarily appreciate it, and might blame Daring Do for meddling in his affairs. This is not without precedent, just before the start of the war, the three regiments saw that the position of the 215th regiment was a little unreasonable, and several officers wanted to talk to the people of the 215th regiment, but the colonel Christopher behaved very arrogantly: "The army of the French Republic does not need other people's guidance on how to fight!" ”

Listen to what it is!

Thinking of this, Xiang Wuxing felt that he had become a dog, and the Germans who were attacking the 215 heights were a group of rats, and Christopher was naturally the tsundere cat.

Well, there are many ants that can bite the elephant to death, and see how long Christopher can last this sick cat.

The so-called heroes always appear in a critical moment with a posture of turning the tide. When the 185 heights could not be supported, he was leading the tank troops to support in the posture of a god general, and he must have a wonderful expression on Colonel Christopher's face at that time.

was immersed in an ethereal fantasy, Xiang Wuxing suddenly felt the roar of a machine gun not far from his side: "Sister, who the hell dares to cross the line?" ”

Xiang Wudren's angry scolding, long before the battle, Xiang Wudaunt divided the position of the three regiments into several unequal sections, which were defended by ten tanks, and unless there was combat attrition, it was absolutely not allowed to cross the line, which was also to better distribute firepower so as not to cause waste.

Now Xiang Fearless 301 is still jumping around, and he doesn't need friendly support at all, who dares to cross the line so boldly eating in the bowl and looking at the pot?

Angrily, Xiang Daring turned the turret and looked in the direction of the machine gun, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while.

Not at all to Xiang Dreadnought's men, but a truck with a steel bunker in the rear compartment of the butt!

The entire compartment of the truck has now been turned into a bunker, which, like the bunker on the position, is a steel casing at the bottom, and a heavy machine gun is hidden in the bunker, which is raging wildly.

Unlike the bunkers on the position, there are no sandbags on the outside of this steel structure to increase the defensive capability.

Xiang Dauntless instantly understood the reason.

This bunker is on a truck, as long as it can prevent the Germans from stray bullets, there is no need to worry about the German artillery bombardment, because after the Germans retreat for a while, the truck can also drive away.

This may be the tank that Xiang Ankang has made, not to mention, the idea is good.

"Bell bell bell ......" Xiang Daring Do felt someone knock his turret.

"What?" Xiang Wuxing turned around, and then saw Ma Chengde, the adjutant beside Xiang Ankang.

"The regimental commander asked you to bring a few tanks to support 185." Ma Chengde was concise and to the point.

"Why, that Christopher didn't come to beg us." To fearless is not happy.

Xiang Wuxing's professionalism is not bad, but it is this character of "taking personal anger to avenge public revenge, and forgetting the righteousness for the sake of small profits" must be changed, otherwise this life will be like this.

The pattern is not enough.

"This is an order from the Joint Command, go quickly." Ma Chengde turned around and ran after speaking.

This is the front line, stray bullets are flying everywhere, and if you accidentally get fired, it will cost you your own life. Ma Chengde's wife and children had just arrived in Corsica, and he didn't want his brothers to help him take care of orphans and widows.

Since it was an order from the joint command, Xiang Wudaunt stopped grinding and commanded 302, 303, and 305 to follow him to the 185 heights to support.

On the 185 heights, the 215 regiment was already in a battle to the death.

The telephone line has not been repaired, and Christopher sent three waves of 12 men to the command to ask for help, but until now, the reinforcements have not arrived.

The German offensive was very fierce, two regiments of German troops besieged the 185th height, and when the infantry attacked, the artillery was still firing shells all the time, even if it would accidentally damage the Germans, and the French troops would be killed on the position.

Christopher had already sent his last company, and distributed weapons to the staff officers of the War Department and the operators of the Communications Office, and once the front-line positions called for help again, Christopher would lead the staff officers and operators to reinforce them, which would also be Christopher's last effort.

The 185 front-line positions, the soldiers of the 215 Regiment and the German troops who launched the attack were already red-eyed.

All the barbed wire fences had been destroyed, all the mines had been detonated, and the German forward line was less than 50 meters away from the pillboxes of the 215th Regiment.

The soldiers of the 215th Regiment had forgotten about their own safety, and some machine gunners were half-crouched in firing positions, most of their bodies exposed to cover and fired at the Germans. The Germans were not defenseless, and German soldiers with accurate shooting capabilities searched for such targets at all times.

So the Heavy died quickly, and the secondary shooter was immediately replaced, then the second second, the ammunition man, and then the ordinary soldier.

The Germans also knew that they had to rush in order to weaken the machine gun lethality of the defenders, so they attacked very resolutely and left no room for error.

They are battle-hardened veterans who know when to be lazy and when to gamble on everything.

Before the hand-to-hand engagement, the attacking and defending sides have one last trump card -- grenades.

With the officer's order, both sides threw the grenades that they had long held in their hands at each other, and countless black dots crisscrossed the air for a while, the longer one was the German M24 wooden-handled grenade, and the more round one was the French Mills oval grenade.

It doesn't matter if it's a wooden handle or an oval shape, it will explode after a few seconds, destroying everything around it.

The dead soldiers were lifeless, and the wounded soldiers wailed loudly, and as long as they could move, they grabbed everything they had at hand and threw them at each other, whether it was a grenade, or a stone, or a steel helmet of a dead soldier, or a clod of earth on the ground......

The machine guns in the bunkers were no longer of much use at this time, and unlike the water-cooled MG08 equipped by the Germans, the Haqikes heavy machine guns equipped by the French were air-cooled. The continuous firing ability of this heavy machine gun is not as good as that of the MG08, and after a long continuous firing, the barrel will heat up and become hot, and then the barrel will be burned dark red, and the shooting must be stopped at that time, otherwise it will lead to an explosion.

The French also knew that the situation was not good, and in fact they also used some physical cooling methods to cool the barrel, such as wet towels, but this led to another consequence, a large amount of water vapor accumulated in the pillbox, which would obstruct the shooter's view.

The battle had been going on for almost an hour now, it was getting dark, and both sides knew that this was the last attack of the day, so neither wanted to give up.

The Germans were outnumbered, and after the heavy machine guns in the bunkers were gradually muted, the Germans began to approach the bunkers, and only a little further forward could throw grenades directly through the firing holes of the bunkers.

At that time, it will be the end of the 215th regiment.

(To be continued.) )