Wang Weiyi always felt that fate seemed to have pulled a strange thread for him.

In the past, no matter where you were going, the Ziguang military base was always able to deliver you accurately, but now something wonderful has changed.

But now that you're here, there's nothing more to think about.

It seems like a good thing to welcome the upcoming meeting with Manstein with a hearty victory, right?

It was not an easy task to successfully defend Fabaman until the German encirclement arrived.

In order to hide the true strength of the German army, there will be no adequate air and artillery support, which means that the Germans must once again face the absolute air and artillery superiority of the Allies.

But what is that? Wang Weiyi has participated in countless battles, and there are many more dangerous than this.

On January 11, 1966, the Allied attack on Fabaman officially began. And this is a big enough war that everyone will never forget.

In the sky, it was the Allied planes roaring, constantly dropping bombs and incendiary bombs on the ground; On the ground, the fierce artillery fire of the Allied forces was constantly attacking the position with shells one after another.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in flames and smoke......

The German soldiers were already familiar with all this, and they stayed in their trenches indifferently, listening to the shells whizzing overhead, watching the explosions rise around them.

These, although they would cause problems for their defenses, were nothing more than a threat to these German soldiers.

For a while. The real battle begins.

When the artillery fire ravaged the position, the enemy attack finally began. The tanks and armored vehicles soon appeared in the sight of the German soldiers.

Anti-tank weapons were quickly redeployed to positions......

Wang Weiyi picked up the telescope and began to calmly gaze at the position that was about to be stained red with blood......

Arrogant tanks and swarming enemies appeared. The German soldiers waited in silence. The whole position was in a strange silence in the midst of a noise.

On the opposite side of the German position, Colonel Nesco, as an officer at the forefront of the offensive, knew very well what kind of enemy resistance his troops would face.

Perhaps Nesco hated the Germans the most in the U.S. military. His father, a Frenchman, had fought in the First World War and had a bitter hatred for Germany from his father's generation. By the time of World War II, Nesco, who had emigrated to the United States, had become an American military officer, and he was looking forward to the rapid entry of the United States into the war. In this way, he guessed that he could help his father completely avenge his wishes, but unfortunately the final result disappointed him.

He originally thought that he would never have the opportunity to fight the Germans face to face on the battlefield again, but what he did not expect was. Such an opportunity suddenly appeared unprepared......

He thanked God for his favor and vowed to make the Germans pay the worst price. Therefore, in all the combat strength of all his commands, Colonel Nesco's troops attacked the fastest and most courageous.

But to be honest, he was still surprised by the combat effectiveness of the German army. Even in the face of absolute disadvantage of the German army. can still fight to the end with the most tenacious spirit. The more this happened, however, the more Colonel Nesco had an impulse:

Let all the Germans tremble at their own guns!

When this offensive began, Colonel Nesco was ready for the most difficult situation......

Sure enough, when the American troops entered the range of the German troops, all the firepower on the German positions was turned on. Those assault guns, accompanied by bazookas, whistled and returned the shells to the Americans.

Several tanks and armored vehicles unfortunately became the victims of the funeral, they lost the motivation to continue moving, and the tank crews inside climbed out desperately. He turned around and ran behind him.

However, the German bullets poured mercilessly into their bodies.

Any one battle is enough to turn the battlefield into a hell on earth!

Wang Weiyi and Nesco thought so at the same time. Every battle. It is accompanied by countless blood and lives, and every battle, even if it is the victorious side, will inevitably pay the heaviest price.

Countless families will be destroyed by war; Countless fathers will lose their sons, and countless wives will lose their husbands. They have died on the battlefield for the sake of their faith.

But who can put an end to this? As long as there are people, there must be war.

Wang Weiyi saw how the German soldiers fought bravely. That was Thomas, and Wang Weiyi still remembered this soldier. He saw through the telescope that Thomas was braving the enemy's frenzied firepower, bravely commanding an assault gun on his position to give the most ferocious attack on the American troops.

His efforts were not in vain, and under his command, the only assault gun in this small position accurately eliminated the enemy's tanks and armored vehicles.

But the U.S. military doesn't seem to care about these losses......

Even Wang Weiyi had to admit that the United States had a powerful and terrible industrial production capacity, and even without Kell, a traitor to Germany, Germany would not be sure of victory for the United States.

All Wang Weiyi can do on the battlefield is to defeat the enemy again and again, let the allies have internal divisions, let the Americans split internally, and let the Americans rise up against this war, so as to completely reverse the situation on the battlefield.

It sounds easy, but there are too many uncertainties to actually do it.

In the telescope, those brave German soldiers are fighting back the bravest. The MG heavy machine gun, which has a long history, is reliable and powerful, and spits flames incessantly. While countless new weapons have been introduced, conventional weapons such as heavy machine guns will never be left on the battlefield.

There are also those MP series submachine guns, which are actually not submachine guns in the real sense, but they are not weak in the slightest against the US M16.

Germany's munitions manufacturing capabilities can also be relied upon by all.

Germany cannot be like the United States, which produces weapons from the assembly line in a steady stream. But as long as you mark the words made in Germany, you never have to worry about its reliability.

And even more reliable are the German soldiers who are fighting bravely.

They joke with each other in life, not like the strict, almost rigid German soldiers of the past. But they have one thing that they drink exactly the same as their predecessors. Firm as rocks on the battlefield,

Whether in good times or bad, they have never slackened, and they have never given up on the belief that they will win.

That's the most valuable thing......

The enemy was constantly taking advantage of the fire advantage to charge, and they were faced with an astonishing resistance from the German soldiers.

Several tanks rushed up, and the German soldiers quickly got out of the way. By the time the tank passes, bazookas and anti-tank grenades will quickly turn these massive steel monsters into a pile of scrap metal.

Then, the gaps that were made up would quickly be surrounded by German soldiers. The American soldiers, who had not yet had time to keep up with the tanks, would again suffer heavy damage from German weapons.

This kind of battle is repeated again and again on the battlefield. It looked like the Americans had the absolute upper hand, but they just couldn't break through the German defenses.

The battlefield was littered with corpses. When an attack failed, the Americans quickly retreated. While readjusting the troops. Those pesky aerial mosquitoes will fly over the German positions again. Then the bombs and incendiary bombs will fall like bird droppings.

The Americans could rest, but the Germans simply could not get a respite......

Wang Weiyi, who saw all this, showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The more this happens, the more it shows that the Americans are in a hurry, and they are eager to end the battle immediately and occupy the whole of Fabaman.

And the more this happens, the more it proves that Manstein's plan is gradually succeeding!

In the morning, the U.S. 9th Panzer Division launched a total of three attacks, and in each attack they could always see that victory was coming to them. But they are always frustrated to find that they have failed again.

Colonel Nesco's brows couldn't help but furrow, even though he had long been mentally prepared for such a brutal battle. But the cruel and bloody scene that appeared in front of him was still helpless.

What was supposed to end quickly has turned into a brutal war of attrition. What should be done to make the Germans collapse quickly?

Ah, this is probably my own idiot dream. If those Germans had collapsed so easily, perhaps the war in the Middle East would have been over long ago.

Damn, Colonel Nesco even had a premonition that the next few days would be just as thrilling......

At noon, Colonel Van Sten called the front, and he was very worried about the safety of Field Marshal Ernst, who had to take responsibility if he had scratched a little skin on the battlefield.

Fortunately, Field Marshal Ernst comforted him and told him that everything was fine and that enemy shells and bullets could not threaten him at all.

On the contrary, Field Marshal Ernst also asked with concern about the preparations for the street battle at Fabaman, and when he heard that Fabaman was being deployed in an orderly manner under the bombardment of the enemy, Field Marshal Ernst breathed a sigh of relief:

"Colonel, judging by the intensity of the enemy's attack, I think we will probably be forced into street fighting tomorrow, but that's what I want to see, at least urban warfare can minimize the enemy's artillery superiority."

"Yes, Your Excellency, I will do everything I can, but I would advise you again to return to the city, for it is much safer here."

"Colonel, I reiterate once again that my safety is not to be feared. I've fought thousands of battles, big and small, and even bullets can't hurt me. Do your own thing. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, I can only wish you good luck."

Putting down the phone, Wang Weiyi came to the front line, and he saw Captain Urner directing the soldiers to rearrange their positions and shouting for the wounded to be treated.

Fortunately, there are not many wounded, and in such a situation, sometimes it is even more fortunate to die than to be injured.

The German soldiers had already adapted to the fact that Field Marshal Ernst was accompanying them in battle. They began to feel that having the marshal by their side made them feel more secure.

"What about the casualties?" Wang Weiyi helped the medical officer deal with a wounded person. Then he called Captain Hurne to his side and asked.

"Ah, in the morning battle, 39 died. More than 60 people were injured. The casualties were not very large, but the results we achieved were quite good. We killed and wounded more than 200 enemies and killed 12 enemy tanks and armored vehicles. Captain Hurner said with pride.

"Well done, Captain." Wang Weiyi was very satisfied with the performance of the troops: "But this is only the first day of fighting, and I still hope that you can save your strength as much as possible." ”

"Yes, Marshal."

"Also, the defensive terrain here is not very favorable for us." Wang Weiyi observed the US military position opposite: "I decided to hold out here until tonight. Then began to retreat into the city. ”

Captain Urne was stunned for a moment: "So urgent? We can hold out here for at least a few days. ”

"Win the most with the least cost." Wang Weiyi repeated this sentence: "Here, we must be subjected to heavy bombardment from the enemy's air and ground. In Fabaman, the price we have to pay is much smaller. ”

"Understood. Marshal. Captain Hurner nodded vigorously.

At this time, enemy planes roared from the sky again......

By the afternoon, the American attacks had reached the point of madness, and every inch of German positions had endured a terrible attack of countless bombs.

And then. The tanks and armored vehicles are just as swarming as the ones that don't cost money. Tides of infantry followed behind tanks and armoured vehicles, aimlessly raining bullets into German positions.

The entire battlefield was drowned out by the sound of gunfire, and the shouts between officers and soldiers had to be raised again and again to barely make the other side hear what they were saying.

Under such a frenzied offensive and defensive situation, the losses of the American army were rapidly increasing, and the losses of the German army were also rapidly increasing.

Sometimes, a soldier would be thrown high into the air by a cannonball without knowing what was going on, and when it fell, even his closest people would not be able to tell who the corpse was on the ground.

The soldiers became numb. They attack and defend mechanically and passively, and they have no distinction between life and death.

An American soldier with his leg blown off. Still crawling forward, to be honest, he didn't know why he was doing this.

Crawling and crawling, he suddenly stopped moving, and he left his life in this strange land.

He was probably only in his twenties this year, very young when he died, and he probably didn't know what to do, at the same moment, on the opposite German position, a German soldier about his age also died, and even died in the same way.

Things that seem to have nothing to do with each other are confirming the cruelest reality:

Here - it's been made into a hellish battlefield!

Life suffers in it, and the soul cannot rest. The hellish battlefield, the hellish torture, the final result is just countless young lives being devoured in it.

The result in the afternoon was exactly the same for the Americans as in the morning, who, after losing a large amount of vital forces, were still unable to overcome the German positions.

However, at this time they did not know that the Germans were ready to evacuate from here......

At night, the Americans continued to torture the Germans on the positions with artillery fire, but the German soldiers were beginning to move towards the city of Fabaman.

The 9th Mechanized Infantry Regiment is shown, followed by the 1st Assault Brigade of the SS Aldridge.

When the last soldier was also safely evacuated, Wang Weiyi left the position with Captain Yu Erne.

When he left the position, he suddenly laughed sarcastically.

By the time dawn tomorrow morning, the Americans will probably be cheering that they have finally captured their positions. But what they could not have imagined was that the most brutal battle had just begun.

Just as he had envisioned, the next day it became clear that the Americans, after heavy shelling, finally found that the German positions were empty, and they cheered wildly, as if they had won the final victory.

They haughtily drove into Fabaman, and then they knew that their miserable situation had begun.

If it was a hellish battlefield before, then Fabaman has become a real hell, and every inch of land here has become the grave of Americans.

Here, the U.S. air superiority could not be brought into play, the U.S. artillery superiority could not be brought into play, and they had to rely on the strength of the infantry to finally occupy this place.

It's January 12, 1966, Fabaman – the battlefield of hell!

At this time, Marshal Manstein, who had always been concerned about the battlefield of Fabaman and Baron Alexon, also did his best to send an additional reinforcement to Fabaman:

81st Bulgarian Infantry Regiment.

After Bulgaria surrendered to the Allies, the Bulgarian troops, who had been stationed in the Middle East until now, swore their allegiance to the Germans, just like the South African troops.

Such loyalty is very valuable.

The use of Bulgarian troops, in addition to not alarming the Americans, can also greatly enhance the strength of Fabaman's defenses.

It's just that now that street fighting has broken out, what kind of obstacles will the Bulgarians encounter? They counted Fabaman, and it was definitely not as easy as they thought.

Moreover, the U.S. military, relying on its powerful intelligence detection capabilities, had already foreseen the arrival of this Bulgarian army.

A trap awaits those Bulgarians.

Welcome to Hell - all the soldiers who are attacking or defending! (To be continued......)