Compared to the elegant and agile air duels, the ground battles are not wonderful and gorgeous in any way, there is only cruelty, only blood and death.

The corpses of French soldiers were littered in an open field, a car had been completely destroyed, burning flames were everywhere, craters were still steaming, and the gunfire was so dense that no one could doubt the cruelty of war.

"Machine gunners! The French are attacking again! Remove the wounded first! Quick! Anti-tank guns in position! Cover our flanks...... Grenades ready. One of the ensigns gave a loud order: "Signal the mortar positions behind and let them open fire to cover us!"

Two soldiers with iron-fisted bazookas passed by him and dug into the hidden trenches that had burst out of front in a short distance ahead, tasked with using their weapons at the last moment to defeat the French heavy tanks that resembled mammoths.

On the German position, several soldiers carried a wounded man in the trenches and retreated. Not far away, a machine-gun emplacement, with long tongues of fire emitting the characteristic sawing sound of German machine guns. The tracer bullet flew towards his target with a long flame of light, and not far away the French soldiers fell in a pool of blood, they did not seem to have gone smoothly since they set foot on this German land.

The tanks covering the French infantry moved slowly across the battlefield, followed by bent French infantry, and occasionally a bullet flew over the tank and hit the man behind, and more people began to adjust their positions to the direction of the enemy's attack. Not far in front of them, the wreckage of a burning light tank was billowing smoke.

Suddenly, a puff of white smoke came out from behind the bushes, and an anti-tank gun flew straight towards the French heavy tank, and the powerful energy directly tore through the thick armor plate in front of the tank, and flew into the cabin inside the tank with fragments of fragmented armor, and in an instant it smashed the people inside.

"Hit the target! 500 meters to the left! French tanks are firing at us! Adjust the angle! Hurry!" shouted the shooter of the anti-tank gun. Next to him, several infantry and loaders were trying to adjust their cannons, and not far away, the machine guns on the French tanks were firing fiercely.

The warlike German infantry arranged anti-tank guns in the bushes on both sides, and this 75 mm cannon can be said to be the nemesis of the French tank, and its low profile combined with large-caliber armor-piercing shells can easily destroy any armored target at a distance of several hundred meters.

"Let the artillery shoot at the enemy's position! Shoot out those anti-tank guns! Otherwise, my tanks will be lost here!" a French commander put down his binoculars and ordered his adjutant in a loud voice: "We have lost 7 tanks here!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" With a loud bang, the artillery carried by the French troops finally opened fire, and the shells patronized the German defense line, bringing up puffs of black smoke, and the German troops were forced to abandon part of their positions, but soon the artillery of the German troops also greeted the French troops.

The sudden suppression of Frederick's rocket fire caused heavy casualties to the French army in an instant, hundreds of shells in the open field were ignited and destroyed, and about 500 soldiers were killed and lost their arms or thighs by this sudden attack. Some of the gasoline in the corners of the opposing team was also detonated, and several tank repairmen and a faulty tank were burned by the deflagration of fuel everywhere.

After ten kilometers of crossing the German-French border, the French finally saw the German line in the true sense of the word, which was in fact only a temporary line in the woods. However, they had already lost thousands of men in front of the line, which had only been born for a few hours, but they had not been able to break through the line and advance even a meter away.

Stationed in front of them was the elite 7th Infantry Division of the German Western Front, which was one of the earliest model infantry divisions of the Wehrmacht, with the most sophisticated equipment and the strongest will to fight. They relied only on a small number of 75mm anti-tank guns and iron fist bazookas in their hands to push back the French offensive.

And at this moment, in the division headquarters of the 7th Infantry Division, the division commander, Major General Frederick, was perfecting his defensive position. The intensity of the French offensive also exceeded German expectations, and while stopping the French troops, the Germans also paid the price of more than 400 casualties. Rather than a battle in World War II, it is more appropriate to think of it as a continuation of the First World War.

"Hey, I'm Major General Frederick......! I'm right here...... I'm going to stay here for four hours and not take a step back. Frederick put down the phone in his hand, then looked at the map hanging in front of him: "Order the troops of the 2nd Regiment to set up defenses around this village, I want them to hold out here for at least 10 hours!"

"Yes, General!" the adjutant next to him immediately replied, "I'll contact the 2nd Regiment." ”

"In addition, put the armored artillery battalion of the division into battle, carry out a limited counterattack on the front, and relieve the pressure on the entire defense line!" Frederick thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, let the head of the logistics unit take stock of ammunition and fuel, and apply to the top for replenishment." ”

"Division commander!" an officer walked into the headquarters, slapped the dust on his body twice, and then said with a smile: "The reinforcements given to us by the group army have arrived, a whole company of recruits. ”

"Assign to a few companies with relatively large losses, and each company will be supplemented with a maximum of 25 people, so let's do it according to this, and strive to replenish a few more companies, almost all front-line troops are asking for replenishment. The adjutant picked up the order that had been written long ago and handed it to the officer: "Next time bring a supplementary soldier who understands medical treatment, we are short of medical soldiers......"

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A French officer walked into the rudimentary field headquarters in a rage, threw his steel helmet on the table covered with clean maps, and made a "ding" sound. Ignoring his officers, he grabbed a teacup on the table and poured the coffee into his mouth.

"It is hard to imagine that such a rude man could be a French officer, and you seem to be a little more savage than a German. A colonel pursed his lips, looked at the man who walked into the command with dissatisfaction, and said, "Can't you be civilized?"

"If you don't want me to break your neck, you'd better keep your mouth shut. The officer wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and exhaled heavily: "Sir, my division has suffered heavy losses at the front, and you told me that there is only one regiment of the German army in front of me, but I have personally checked their firepower, and there is at least one division. ”

Sitting in the position of the commander of the French army, General de Gaulle, he was holding his chin and frowning at his strongest subordinate, that is, Major General Furthlot, who had just walked in: "Your division has been fighting for two hours, it seems that it is indeed the German troops that have been strengthened, let your troops withdraw, the news just came that the Luftwaffe has gained air supremacy, and we must immediately retreat to the Maginot Line, because we lack anti-aircraft weapons." ”

"What are you kidding, sir!" Furthlot looked at his commander with a look of disbelief, "I left a whole 900 good soldiers around there! 27 tanks of my army were destroyed there! Now you tell me to retreat?"

"That's right! Retreat! This time we underestimated the Germans. We are extremely ill-prepared for a large-scale ground operation here at once. De Gaulle sighed and explained: "If we do not retreat now, then soon you will find that your division will all be wiped out here." ”

"The plane of the Air Force has been defeated?" Furslot was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his most trusted commander, Charles de Gaulle, "How is it possible?"

"It's a problem with the technical department! The Air Force is in a mess, and we are like a bunch of idiots, packing up our fighters and sending them directly to the butcher's knives of the Germans. De Gaulle said depressedly: "I heard that the Germans used the kind of white smoke shells used to attack you against the planes. This weapon flew densely into our aircraft formation, and we lost almost all of our bombers. ”

"Oh my God. Furthlot muttered in shock.

"This time we lost, very completely. De Gaulle stood up, walked up to his beloved general, and patted him on the shoulder with his hand: "I just received a telegram, there are already voices of dissatisfaction with this battle in the country, and it is impossible for us to win the battle now, so we can only find a way to minimize the losses." ”

At noon, the French attack stopped, and the soldiers with white flags rushed to the German positions to negotiate in the hope of taking as many of their compatriots' bodies as possible, and the German front commanders, after a short discussion, allowed the unarmed French soldiers to go to the center of the battlefield.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the French troops began to retreat, they loaded the bodies into trucks, and then left dejectedly, they crossed the German-French border at dawn with contempt, but now it turned out that they had not been able to complete their mission, and they were defeated by the Germans.

Soon the Luftwaffe bomber formations flew over the battlefield and fell on the already routed French troops, and the bombs were dropped on the wilderness, sending hordes of French soldiers to hell. Lacking air cover and not having many anti-aircraft weapons of their own, the French were able to get out of the country with dozens of tanks and hundreds of vehicles, and when they returned to the positions they had set out in the morning, they found that many familiar faces were no longer visible.