In the evening, the Americans finally stopped their attack, and the ground was littered with burning tanks and rubble that had been razed to the ground. The German soldiers held their weapons and watched the red sun slowly descending in the desert, and there were more ancients in their hearts, and the desert was lonely and straight, and the sun set over the long river was magnificent.

No one can remember how many bases of ammunition were struck, everyone only knows that there are constantly people sending airdropped ammunition to various fronts, and those ammunition that was originally thought to be misarranged by the logistics department and brought in together has now become one of the most valuable treasures of the paratroopers.

Borol stared at the road that stretched to the horizon in front of his position, and for a moment did not know what to say, for his troops had lost a full 190 men in ten hours of fighting, and that they would have lost more than half of their men in the afternoon had they had not been replaced by another battalion sent by the division headquarters.

Most of the less than 300 soldiers had fallen asleep because of sleepiness, and after a long period of fierce fighting, they had already exhausted a considerable amount of their bodies, and now their original battlefield had been handed over to another paratrooper battalion, but the situation of this newly roofed battalion was even worse than when they were there.

The paratrooper tank that was supposed to support Borol was destroyed by the American army at 3 p.m., and the crew was killed and 1 seriously wounded -- now the German paratroopers in this direction could only rely on their own bazookas and recoilless guns to deal with the American tanks, and what was even more pitiful was that the shells of the 75 mm field guns they brought were basically gone.

Suddenly, Borol saw a barrel truck with an American jeep driving along the road, and he subconsciously removed the MP-44 assault rifle from his shoulder, which he had taken from a German veteran who had already died in battle. It is said that the veteran eliminated at least 20 American soldiers in the morning and kicked a grenade thrown by an American.

"What do you mean? Americans, coming with a white flag?" Borrell stood on the side of the road suspiciously, and asked the German staff officer in the barrel car parked next to him, "Have the Americans surrendered?"

"I also want to tell you that the Americans have surrendered, but in fact they have not come to surrender, they have only come to persuade us to surrender to them. The staff officer smiled embarrassedly: "These Americans said that if we surrendered, we could get the highest treatment, and he said that their General Patton said that we are all warriors and should be respected." ”

"I thought Americans couldn't speak...... Borol put the assault rifle he was already carrying on his shoulder, then smiled bitterly and pointed to the two American officers with white handkerchiefs in their hands, and asked the division staff officer: "What does the division commander say over there? and General Student ......"

"I don't know, I just sent them here, these people came a little late, and the sentry didn't see that they were holding the white flag, and almost shot and killed both of them. Later, they were not hit, so they were captured and sent to the division headquarters. The staff officer pointed to the two American officers and introduced the situation with some disdain. The strong on the battlefield will only worship the strong, and as for those who cannot defeat their opponents, usually everyone does not pay too much attention to them.

"General Student!" Ignoring the vulgar people of the lower-ranking officers, the American officer saw Student and introduced himself, and began to say the purpose of his visit this time: "Your army has been surrounded, we have 100,000 troops, and thousands of tanks, not a force that your light infantry can contend with, General Patton appreciates your command skills very much, if you are willing to surrender, General Patton will personally arrange for you to go to the United States and become the commander-in-chief of the American paratroopers." ”

Steudent was slightly wounded in the afternoon American artillery bombardment, his arm was still bandaged, and a shrapnel pierced his arm, fortunately no blood vessels and bones were injured, so after a simple bandage, General Student also inspected some defensive line sections to stabilize the morale of the army.

He looked at the very neatly dressed American officer, and squeezed out a smile a little tiredly, compared to the other party's cleanliness, although the general's uniform on his body was of higher rank, it was covered with dust, and there were still blood stains on his arms in some places. However, his tone was hoarse and still very firm: "I have no interest in going to the United States to develop the Airborne Forces, so please go back and tell Sù Patton that Stud would rather die in battle in Damanhur than betray his homeland." ”

"Your Excellency, please seriously consider General Patton's construction, after all, you are not alone, there are many German soldiers here, there is no need for them to die here, if you surrender, you can get superior treatment, and your subordinates can also avoid annihilation, why not think about it carefully?" You can keep your guns and staff guards, and even your soldiers can just hand over their weapons, keep all your personal belongings, and you even have the right to write letters to your family. ”

Stretching out his intact arm, Student interrupted the pleading and said, "I don't know what you Americans think, but we Germans have the pride and persistence of our Germans. ”

He looked at the American officer, then smiled before continuing: "In Germany, there is a small town that replenished the troops on the front three times in the last world war, and of the last 30,000 young people, very few were able to return to the town. The Führer once told me about the town, and he said that there was a stone tablet in the town, and I was ashamed of the words written on it, which read: 'Even if we all die in battle, Germany will live forever'. ”

In front of the shocked expression of the American officer, Student stood up, walked to the door, then turned back slightly, and finally said to the American officer: "The next time we meet, either I accept your surrender, or you step on my corpse, it's as simple as that." ”

Soon the American officers who persuaded him to surrender left Damanhur, taking with him the news that Student and the remaining 20,000 or so German paratroopers refused to surrender, and the Germans were so short of supplies that they did not even leave the American officers for dinner. An hour after the American officers left, 50 155 mm howitzers bombarded the German positions, and at 8 o'clock the whole Damanhur was in flames, and the Germans spent a troubled night with the rumbling of artillery.

But as the sound of artillery spread over the German paratrooper positions, there was also the exciting news that Student had rejected the Americans' persuasion to surrender and uttered that inspiring slogan.

"Even if we all die in battle, Germany will live forever!" all the German paratroopers let out a high-pitched cheer as Borrell shouted to his men what Student had said to the American officers, and they raised their arms to prove their will with the most ardent cheers.

"To hell with Patton!" a German machine gunner swore as he carried an MG42 machine gun and held a cigarette. Just received the news that Borrol's battalion was going to send a company of soldiers to the front line to reinforce the fortifications and meet the possible American tank attack at dawn.

There is no surplus of heavy weapons that can be used to support, so in the end the gap on the front line can only be filled by soldiers, war is not just a matter of words, most of the time it is necessary to rely on real strength to finally solve the problem, courage can not be eaten, in the end who is the boss must look at the planes, artillery and tanks to speak.

Things were about the same as everyone had thought, and at dawn the Americans launched a new offensive, and the fighting was a little more fierce than on the afternoon of the first day, and the Americans abandoned the idea of dividing and encircled, and organized troops to attack the German paratroopers simultaneously from all sides.

The casualties on both sides climbed rapidly, the Americans had already left a full 5,500 corpses in a short period of time, and the Germans had paid a heavy price of 3,100 casualties for fighting the tanks with their flesh and blood. The outlying positions around Damanhur were all occupied by American troops, but the German paratroopers in the city relied on the terrain to consume the Americans with brutal street fighting.

The battle went to the most brutal stage, the two sides fought over ruins one ruin after another, and the railway station on the south side of a city changed hands 13 times in a row, and in the fiercest battle, the Americans occupied the place for only 5 minutes before they were recaptured by the German paratroopers who rushed to take it back. The positions were littered with the corpses of soldiers on both sides, and for a moment no one had time to deal with the dead.

"Report to the General!" a staff officer walked into Patton's command car and handed out a note to Patton, who looked a little ugly: "General Montgomery confirms that three divisions of German troops have crossed the Alexandria Line and appeared not far from here. Rommel's troops have cleared the battlefield and are approaching the rearguard of our army......"

His words were undoubtedly like a death knell, desolate echoing in Patton's ears, and the plan to eat the German paratroopers was becoming more and more difficult to implement, and it was obvious that if the battle around Damanhur continued to be fought, whether the elite units such as the 8th Panzer Division could get out would become a problem. But even if he was determined to leave now, another fatal question lay in front of him: would Montgomery's 9th Army really have to give up so easily?

Thinking of this, Barton stood up a little shaky, and reluctantly repeated a sentence that no one could understand: "Germany will live forever?

This scene once appeared in the real World War II, the protagonist is the American Airborne Troops, although the plot is the same, but it represents the courage of the two nations! Salute to all the soldiers who dare to face a strong enemy!