Chapter 298: The Battle of Tunisia (14)
The lieutenant colonel, who was nervous, trembled slightly when he saw the floating soil on the ground, and the lieutenant colonel, who had served in the army for many years, suddenly felt cold in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He knew that such a thing could only be a scenario in which a massive mass of heavy armored forces was approaching. There is no news from his own side for the time being, and the biggest possibility is that the armored troops of the Ming army have killed them.
Sure enough, the American soldiers on the position shouted in a panic, "Ming army tank!" "Completely destroyed the luck in his heart, the Ming armored troops actually killed so quickly. Are the defenders on the front line drinking tea?
The artillerymen met a powerful armored unit, and it was really a tragedy.
"Retreat!" Seeing a large number of Ming tanks coming straight at him with thick black smoke, the American lieutenant colonel was immediately frightened and weakened, and hurriedly rushed to a nearby truck and shouted "Hurry up!" Come on! ”
If it was an infantry unit, the guards who were guarding the artillery positions would be able to hold out for a while, after all, there were hundreds or even thousands of guards deployed on the positions of such regimental heavy artillery.
These guards can at least hold out for a while, not to say how well they can fight. But if it's an armored force, there's really no way. No one can expect a group of infantrymen armed only with machine guns, mortars and infantry guns to be able to stand up to a powerful armored group.
There was a panic on the US artillery position, and the unarmed artillerymen scattered in all directions as if they had encountered ants from a forest fire. However, there were also brave artillerymen who operated their own guns and fired at the Ming tanks that were killing in the distance.
"Boom!" A U.S. 105mm howitzer with its muzzle flat accurately hit a Ming Army No. 4 tank not far away that crossed the mound of sealed earth, and the huge power immediately caused the tank to fall apart and stop firing.
Parts and components were scattered in all directions, and the tank, with broken tracks, made a strange noise and came to a staggered halt. The hatch of the tank was not opened, and it seems that several Ming armored soldiers were either shocked to death or fainted by the great force.
There was jubilation on the American position, and they destroyed a Ming tank. But that's the end of it.
It's just a balloon, but the reason why luck is called luck is because there are so few of them. The Ming tanks are not bicycles, they are armed with artillery and machine guns.
The Ming tanks that broke into the US artillery positions began to roar, and the artillery fired shells that tore a cannon that could not be transported away to pieces, and the coaxial machine guns and vehicle-mounted machine guns knocked the US soldiers to the ground with fierce fire. The power of shells and bullets is far beyond the human body's ability to resist. The artillery positions were not set up with any decent trenches here, and the American soldiers were all exposed to the open ground and slaughtered by the Ming tanks.
'Crunch~~~Crunch~~~' Huge tank tracks crushed the ground. Desperately firing American machine guns, broken debris, artillery and ammunition boxes, everything was crushed to pieces by the huge tracks.
An American soldier whose legs were blown off by a shell crawled on the ground in despair, trying to dodge the nearby Ming tank. Eventually, however, he was crushed into a pulp of flesh by the steel tracks. The desperate howls of the wounded of the American army before they died were so eerie on the battlefield.
Expensive artillery pieces were crushed by Ming tanks, and hundreds of American soldiers were knocked to the ground. The blue-gray intestines and minced flesh stained the entire ground a crimson color. The artillery positions of the American army were caught in a bloody storm.
In this short battle, which lasted just over 10 minutes, dozens of US heavy artillery pieces and hundreds of trucks were destroyed. More than 1,000 U.S. troops suffered heavy casualties. The entire position was completely destroyed. And the Ming armored forces that destroyed all this had no intention of staying at all, and continued to advance towards the depth after killing here at a gallop. They destroyed all resistance in their path and crushed all obstacles in front of them. It's like a raging torrent that is unstoppable.
The infantry divisions of the U.S. Army could not resist this torrent of steel carrying the momentum of destruction, and the anti-tank weapons in their hands and various obstacle mines placed on the positions destroyed a lot of Ming armored forces. However, there were too many tanks in the Ming Dynasty. They destroy one tank, and ten will come out of the shadows. Destroy ten tanks and a hundred will pop up behind you!
The Ming armored forces not only have a qualitative advantage, they also have a quantitative advantage. Not just tanks, but also warplanes whizzing through the sky, heavy artillery spewing flames from the rear of the position, and infantry fighting with armored units in armored vehicles and trucks. Once the powerful Da Ming get serious, they will be so powerful that people will be desperate.
In just one morning, a torrent of steel composed of thousands of tanks destroyed the front-line positions of the US army. The Ming armoured forces quickly split into three parts, with two torrents of steel running from both sides of Lake Sacana to the port of Tunis in the north. The other force went straight to Bizerte.
Zhang Cheng's intention was very clear, that is, to encircle all the US-French forces in the entire territory of Tunisia in a small area near the port of Tunisia in one battle, and then wipe out all the most powerful field corps of the allied forces on the African continent in one fell swoop. And the strength of the Daming North African Legion, which has been greatly strengthened, has this strength.
In order to resist the Ming offensive, Patton hurriedly threw the American armored units placed behind the battle line into a counterattack operation. At the same time, the French could not continue to preserve their strength, and also sent their last remaining armored forces to launch a large-scale counterattack with the American army.
For them, no matter what, they had to stop the steel offensive of the Ming army. Because once the counterattack failed, the north from Kairouan was all flat and empty, and the Allies no longer had any ability to stop the Ming offensive.
The Allied air forces stationed in North Africa were all mobilized. Patton gave them stern orders to support the ground forces at all costs. But if this kind of thing can be useful by talking about it, then what else does the army do?
More than a dozen armored divisions of the United States and French forces, which were originally preparing to attack, quickly dispatched after receiving the order and launched a strong counterattack against the Ming armored forces.
The industrial production capacity of the Ming Dynasty is very high, but the rapidly expanding army has a greater demand for various equipment. Both Tiger and Leopard tanks are the favorite of armored forces, but only those elite armored divisions can fully replace these two advanced tanks. Most of the ordinary armoured divisions are still heavily equipped with an improved version of the No. 4 tank as the main force. The Tiger and Leopard formations to which each ordinary armored division belongs appear as a battalion unit.
Although the quality is not as good as the new Haw Par, the number four still has no problem against the French's Charles B1 and Renault, as well as the American's Sherman. The tank armies of the two sides collided violently, and the ferocious shelling and fierce collision made the entire battlefield boil.
In the blue sky, fierce battles also broke out between the warplanes of both sides. Fighter units on both sides were ordered to provide support at all costs. In this case, both sides can only fight desperately. Military orders are like mountains, and they are definitely not just talking.
One after another, fighter planes of different livery fell to the ground with a sharp cry from the sky with black smoke and sparks. The whole sky was shrouded in flying tracer bullets, and even the most skilled pilots could only pray for the help of the gods in this situation. Because the density of fighters in the air was too high, there were even collisions between the two sides.
"A telegram was sent from the front-line aviation corps." Wang Dexiang, who had not slept all night, hurriedly came to Zhang Cheng's side with a telegram, with a hint of trilling in his voice: "Their losses are very large, and many flight groups have been emptied. The front-line commanders demanded a rest, and if they continued to fight, they would be wiped out. ”
Zhang Cheng, who hadn't spoken much since the start of the war, raised his eyelids, took the telegram with an expressionless face, and put it aside without even reading it, "Send a telegram to the army and aviation, ordering them to provide reinforcements to the front line as soon as possible." Make up as much as you have lost in battle, and stick to it no matter what. There is no one to rest at this time. ”
"Your Excellency." Wang Dexiang's expression was a little cramped: "Is it a slow-down?" The casualties at the front were too great. At least three flight captains were shot down in one morning, and the battle losses of the various air forces were too serious. And although the progress on the ground is rapid, the casualties have skyrocketed after the US military launched a counterattack. The battle damage reported by the provisional statistics alone is as high as 300 vehicles. And. ”
Wang Dexiang's voice paused slightly, and then he spoke, "I just received a telegram that Lin Feng, the commander of the 33rd Armored Division, was killed in the previous battle. ”
"Huh?" Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked at Wang Dexiang in surprise, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
It's been two years since the war began, and it's not that Da Ming hasn't killed a general of Lin Feng's level on the battlefield. There have even been cases of generals with the rank of generals dying because their planes were shot down. It's just that the battle here is just now, and Lin Feng, as the commander of the first division, must be in the rear to command the battle. The fact that his car can be destroyed is enough to show how tragic the situation on the front line has become.
The human heart is the head of flesh, and no one is truly fearless of death. The fighting situation on the front line has reached such a fierce level, and the psychological pressure on the officers and men is extremely great, and blindly forcing them to continue to work hard is very likely to lead to the collapse of the battlefield. Wang Dexiang's meaning is very simple, that is, to temporarily stabilize the battle line and rest for a while before fighting.
"Nope." After sitting in the chair and being silent for a moment, Zhang Cheng finally shook his head and rejected Wang Dexiang's proposal.
"We are under a lot of pressure, and the Americans and the French on the other side are under even more pressure." Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and said softly, "Our strength is stronger, and we also have the advantage of being the first mover." In this case, taking the initiative to stop and recuperate gives them a chance to breathe. Now both sides are on the hard top, it's up to who can hold on. Whoever can hold out to the end will be able to win the war. ”
After a pause, Zhang Cheng then spoke, "Now we are armed forces on both sides, and the biggest advantage of armored forces is a strong attack force. It's like two strong men wrestling their wrists, and if we withdraw our strength, the strong pressure on the opposite side will immediately press over. In the face of an overwhelming armored offensive, who can stand it? ”
"So." Zhang Cheng lowered his eyelids, and there was a touch of determination in his cold voice, "No matter what, give me a stand!" (To be continued.) )