"Suddenly! Sudden Sudden Rush! The German machine guns roared again and began to fire heavily on the French infantry, and soon a dozen French soldiers fell in pools of blood. However, under the cover of tanks, the distance of the French army was still getting closer to the German line.

The Germans also had three anti-tank groups blocked on the hillside to Rommel's left, and they were responsible for covering Rommel's flanks and preventing the French tanks from bypassing the big mouth and attacking the small mouth on the side. But they really didn't expect that this time the French would come not only a few tanks, but dozens of tanks.

The French tanks were still attacking forward, and some French tanks were firing back. They rushed past their flaming companions and fired at Rommel's tanks with their already adjusted angles, but unfortunately these shells were not accurate and did not pose much of a threat to Rommel.

"Right ahead! French tanks! One! Rommel had to get back into the turret of the tank as he closed the hatch and shouted to Jurgen: "Emma III, aim and fire!" ”

"Boom!" Another armor-piercing shell flew towards its target, another French tank burst into flames with smoke, and soon another French tank rushed through the wreckage of the French hull and fired a shot in the direction of Rommel.

The shell of the French anti-tank gun of 45 mm caliber drew a straight line and hit the front armor plate of the Rommel tank directly, and the shell was beveled out, leaving only a deep pit in the steel plate welded outside. And Rommel's tank, because of this hit, shook violently.

"O my God! I was hit! I was hit! Prinz's voice in the front row rang loudly.

"Shut up! They did not penetrate our front armor! Sedation! Sedation! Rommel ordered loudly: "Mark, keep reversing!" Continue to reverse. ”

The tank shook again, then stopped again after a while, and on the slightly skewed turret, the powerful 75-mm anti-tank gun roared again with a loud "boom".

Once again, the shell flew towards its target, easily tearing through the hull armor of the opposite Renault tank, shattering the 45mm howitzer mounted on the hull, and of course the French tanker inside could not escape death, and the huge French tank was quickly paralyzed.

As the battle continued, seven French tanks had already been destroyed on the uphill slope at the pass. However, the battle continued, the Germans still sprayed tongues of fire from the machine-gun positions, and the French soldiers failed to open the gap, still struggling at a great distance.

Of course, the 7 French tanks lined up in a twisted straight line, almost like a wall that stretched downhill. Because of the burning and smoke, Rommel still didn't know how many French tanks were behind the wreckage of these tanks, he only knew that as far as the current situation was concerned, it was indeed not optimistic.

Another French Renault II tank burst out and fired at Rommel's tank with its 45mm tank. The shell hit Rommel's tank again, this time not only leaving a shallow pit, but directly breaking the weld, and the entire steel plate once again fell off.

"Boom!" In de Gaulle's scope, the devilish T01 tank on the opposite side opened fire again, and he watched as the tank gun on the opposite side erupted in flames, and his own tank exploded immediately after, followed by endless darkness coming at him. The duel between the proud Ensign de Gaulle and Sergeant Rommel easily came to an end, and it turned out that Ensign de Gaulle was no match for Rommel at all.

"The eighth tank!" Jurgen's shouts were a little out of tune, not because of excitement, but because of panic. The constant rush of French tanks caused an incomparable sense of pressure on his nerves.

Jurgen's sweat trickled down his brow into the deep Germanic eye sockets that he didn't even have time to wipe it off. There are more and more French tanks, and attempts are being made to push away the wreckage of tanks that have become barricades. His shots began to require adjusting the turret, and the hit rate was decreasing.

Yes, it is declining. Although the T01 tank is far from reaching the limit, as a member, they seem to have reached the limit of physical fitness. The 12th armor-piercing shell hit the side of the opposing tank and missed the target, and the 13th armor-piercing shell destroyed another French tank.

Little by little, their tanks retreated, once again adjusting their positions, and again opened fire on a French armored vehicle. This is its 16th record of the day.

But no one cared about this, because there were still endless French tanks rushing out of this pass, and Rommel could only fire frantically, destroying one enemy tank after another to ensure that they could survive.

On the other side of the slope, the commander of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Tank Division was stunned by his own losses. In a short period of time, he lost 3 armored vehicles and 16 tanks, which is almost a quarter of all the tanks he has placed on the offensive line. He was a little flustered, completely unaware that attacking such a small pass would cost him so much.

You must know that the almost 80 tanks and armored vehicles in his hands are the last force he can concentrate on fighting, and the rest of the tanks have to be dispersed and deployed in the long defensive line. And the reason why the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Tank Division prepared so many tanks and armored vehicles was actually to let this unit penetrate in the direction of Stone after tearing through the defenses here.

But in this small pass, the opponent's defense line was still there, but he had already lost two companies of tank troops, and this stuffiness really made him feel the urge to vomit blood. Just now I thought I had found a clever move, but now it seems that it was a complete defeat that cost the soldier's life.

"Boom!" The 205 tank opened fire again, the hull shuddered slightly, and the shell whistled and flew towards the front armor plate of the French tank on the opposite side, and then easily pierced there, directly breaking the driver inside in two, and breaking one of the leg bones of the rear commander, and continued to fly to the rear, until it hit the gasoline engine, and then stopped. However, at this time, the French tank also shattered due to the explosion of the gasoline engine, turning into a pile of parts and rolling in all directions.

Rommel knew that they were creating a myth, and they were writing an unsurpassable myth for the German panzers who would come after them, and in just 40 minutes, they actually destroyed 19 French Renault I tanks and Emma III tanks, and also destroyed 3 armored vehicles -- a feat that many tank crews could not complete until they were destroyed.

Even more frighteningly, the record continued to climb, and they broke their own record again almost every two minutes, and soon they were destroying the 20th French tank of the day, and then the 21st.

They took advantage of the favorable terrain to destroy the opponent's tanks to form a roadblock, forcing the opponent's tanks to fight with them in a single number or a small number, giving full play to the performance advantages of the T01 tank in armor and vitality, and creating a brilliant tank battle record.

In every sense of the word, this is a myth, so it's not that Rommel didn't know how to be modest. This is a myth of tank warfare that can single-handedly challenge the entire 21 tanks of France with one tank, and this is a myth that has been repeatedly studied by later generations into the classic examples of tank warfare, and it is a myth of a 21-0 record.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the sky overhead, a cannonball hit the wreckage of a wrecked French tank that was already smoking, and a cloud of iron filings was splashed; Immediately after that, the second shell hit a large tree next to the road, and in an instant it blew off countless branches; There was only about two seconds left, and the dense ammunition was poured one after another on the heads of the French soldiers piled up in the pass, and the explosions continued one after another.

After some adjustments, and various news and intelligence showed that the French army had indeed launched a large-scale attack on the pass of the small road, so soon the Germans mobilized their most powerful weapons, and the divisional artillery of the 9th Infantry Division covered the pass with dense artillery fire. The French army retreated, and the French 1st Tank Division, which had suffered very huge losses, was bitten by more than 30 German tanks after being covered by German artillery for a round of attacks, and when it returned to the starting place, counting the equipment abandoned by breakdowns and other failures, it lost a full 49 tanks and more than a dozen armored vehicles. This was almost a fifth of the total strength in the hands of the 1st Tank Division.

You must know that the main task of the 1st Tank Division is to prevent Moltke Jr.'s 1st Panzer Army from moving south, so most of the troops cannot be drawn out to participate in the attack, so his failure this time is basically equivalent to losing the offensive capability. And France will not be able to come up with more tanks to support the 1st Tank Division in a short period of time to replenish the lost tanks and armored vehicles.

Rommel sat on his tank, holding his gun and staring into the distance in a daze, and on the side of the tank, a small pergola was improvised from a dusty white sheet. Jurgen was lying on a door panel, where the medics of the infantry company were briefly bandaging, and there were steaming craters everywhere.

The two anti-tank guns that arrived had already opened the pass and set up a cordon on the perimeter, and then truckloads of infantry passed by, jumping out of the trucks and unloading the anti-tank guns by the craters improvised with stones and broken bricks, and establishing a stronger defense.

The grenadier company commander, who was standing here together, walked over and took a closer look at the god-like No. 205 tank. The barrel is painted with white circles representing its previous record, but apart from the gun, the tank is almost indistinguishable from the wreckage.

The track on the right side has fallen off, and the guide wheels on the same side have been broken into several pieces and scattered not far away. From here, the shell pierced through the side armor of the tank and hit the mechanics of this tank. Of course, in other places, the tank was also covered with bullet marks, and more than half of the board skirts hanging on the sides were blown away, and only a few pieces were still hanging on it, and they were all about the same as a sieve.

The entire turret had been hit several times, the gondola at the rear of the turret had been destroyed, and the contents of the original contents had long since disappeared, and the only thing that was still intact was the white sheet that had been used as the roof of the infirmary.

Rommel said, "How are you doing over there?" ”

"More than 60 people died, almost half." The company commander sighed lonely, and with a little pride, he said in a cynical tone: "Originally, we also wanted to retreat, but when we saw that you were still fighting, we didn't leave. The soldiers under my command still have to be more or less face-saving, and they have not left behind the habit of running by themselves. ”

The infantry had caught up, the line had been reinforced, and one anti-tank gun after another had strengthened the battered line, making the line south of Stone impregnable, and there would never again be a battle as fierce as this one.

Rommel finished his last puff of cigarette, tossed the cigarette butt aside, and shouted to the tired John and Prinz, "Come and help, get out what you can still use." ”

So the three of them climbed into the tank and began to work, moving the remaining shells out of the tank one by one, and piling them aside in a trapezoidal shape. Then there are the drums for machine guns, the toolbox in the corner, and the small mirrors and coaxial machine guns. Of course, with a leather pipe and empty gasoline drums, they also looted the fuel from the tank.

When they had moved all of these things out, Davis arrived with two other tanks, divided the ammunition and fuel, put Jurgen on a tank, and then the rest of the men sat down, detonated the scrapped T01 No. 205, and they were ordered to return to Stone. (To be continued.) )