81_81266The British did not have no armored units near Norwich, on the contrary, they had an armored brigade deployed right in Norwich. This is also an important reason why Montgomery is confident and bold to place the only armored corps in his hands south of London.

However, the armored brigade was not able to reach the beach until the next morning to stop the German landing force, mainly because the brigade was bombed by the Luftwaffe with the highest concentration.

The British Norwich Armoured Brigade, battled by the Stuka and Stuka 2 attack aircraft, lost a third of its strength, and they struggled on the road due to the lack of anti-aircraft weapons, and only barely advanced to their designated combat position until last night.

A skirmish ensuing in a tank encounter gave the untrained British Norwich Armoured Brigade the confidence to ambush two German No. 3 tanks on either side of a small stretch of road, achieving their first British defeat for an armored unit. They then searched along the road and were forced to turn to the defense at dawn.

"Those two tanks of the 5th Light Armored Division lost contact not far from this road?" Wittman narrowed his eyes, lowered the binoculars in his hand, and pressed the throat sounder to ask the commander of the armored reconnaissance vehicle on the side.

A clear answer came from the headset: "Yes, they were in charge of searching and reconnoitring forward and consolidating the defensive position here, but apparently they two fools underestimated the enemy......"

"Since they have underestimated the enemy, we will not follow their old path. Wittman glanced at the battle map spread out on his elbow, frowned and thought for a moment, then changed the channel: "Mr. Driver, drive the car off the road, let's take a detour behind these bushes to see what is on either side of the road." ”

Wittmann has been in battle for a long time, so naturally he will not be as reckless as a novice. He carefully looked at the terrain on both sides of the road, and then contacted the two tanks that had lost contact, and deduced an approximation.

Two tanks were destroyed, which was clearly not something that the British infantry could do. And there is no news and no one escapes, indicating that the time interval between the destruction of the two tanks is not long. Only the British armored forces were able to do this, and there were definitely quite a few of them. Of course, they did not encounter it, because after all, no matter how stupid the German tanks were, they would not bombard the road with a large number of tanks of the other side, so there was only one possibility left - British tanks were ambushed on both sides of the road.

Wittmann, accustomed to calling his tank driver "Mr. Driver," followed his orders to knock down several small bushes and drive off the road into a nearby woodland.

Walking slowly along a forest path, Wittman leaned against the captain's hatch and stared into the misty distance, not knowing what he was thinking. He hated the fog, which deprived the Tiger tank's powerful 88 mm long-barreled cannon of its range advantage.

Just when he instinctively sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere, he spotted a young soldier in a British armored vehicle staring at him stupidly not far away. The two men reacted almost simultaneously, with Wittmann burrowing into the turret and shouting to begin ordering the tank turret to aim at the target, while the British scout turned the turret of the armored vehicle at the same time.

"Boom!" the Tiger tank fired out, directly turning the British armored reconnaissance vehicle not far away into scrap metal. And as the Tiger continued to move forward, one British tank after another appeared in the Tiger tank's field of vision.

The fronts of these American M3LEE tanks were all facing the direction of the road, and the fragile sides were exposed to Wittmann's Tiger tanks. The most important thing is that except for the first British tank, which was slowly turning the turret, the rest of the tanks did not seem to move.

Seeing this, Wittmann immediately gave up his plan to retreat, and the heart that wanted to surpass Wren beat the fastest rhythm: "Speed up! Aim at the first tank! Fire! No need to ask for instructions for the machine gun, shoot when you see the target!"

"Boom!" the Tiger fired its second shell of the day, directly penetrating the side armor of a British tank, then hitting the engine, igniting the gasoline inside, then passing through the armor on the other side, and then penetrating the side armor of the second tank again before barely stopping.

The first and second tanks exploded violently, and in an instant they turned into a huge ball of flames. The turrets were all lifted into the sky and crashed into a large tree not far away, breaking the branches of many large trees.

The Tiger continued to move forward, then came to an abrupt stop at an appropriate position, followed by a shell that flew out of the muzzle and pierced the British third tank, and the tanks that were hiding in the woods to hide from the German bombers still did not move, as if standing in a line waiting to be executed.

Wittman didn't have time to think about it, he preferred to believe that it was his own domineering spirit that kept these British tanks from moving, so he just kept shouting the words stop and fire.

This time I really made a fortune. Wittman thought to himself. He had always envied Rennes for having a chance to face dozens of French tanks alone, and now he finally waited for the patronage of Lady Luck to achieve this glorious journey of his own.

"Boom!" Another British tank was beaten to scrap metal, and the German tanks had destroyed a full 10 tanks along the way, and the British still had not been able to make even a little counterattack against the Wittmann crew, and even Wittmann himself felt as if this could not be explained by luck.

And at this time, Wittmann and his crew realized why these British tanks were slaughtered without reacting. Because he saw in the commander's observation window that the British tank crews in the distance were running towards the remaining tanks behind.

"Haha! Are they resting? are they not in the car?" Wittmann shouted excitedly, "Stop them from boarding, we are in the middle of them!" He couldn't help but be excited, now his Tiger tank was between the British tank crew and their tanks, and everything seemed to be in favor of the German Tiger tank.

As the slaughter continued, the heading machine gun in front of the Tiger began to shoot out tongues of fire, and one by one the British tankers were knocked to the ground, separated from them by a hail of bullets.

At this time, Wittmann realized that they were actually in the middle of two rows of British vehicles, one row of tanks near the road, and the other row of a large number of armored vehicles and cars. Just as Wittmann was shocked at how big a British force he had broken into, his tank had already destroyed the 15th tank.

The British apparently did not expect German tanks to come from the side of the road, and they arranged guard armored vehicles on both sides and defensive tanks on both sides of the road, so they swaggered and let the remaining personnel go to camp and rest.

Moreover, the British units did not know the scale of the German offensive, they heard a series of explosions, and did not know from which direction the shells were coming, and it was not clear whether it was the bombing of the planes or the shelling of the enemy. The order given by the commander of the dazed British Norwich armored brigade made people laugh and cry: he ordered the troops to return to the tanks and then retreat 2 kilometers.

In fact, the British divided the armoured vehicles into four rows along the road, two rows on each side of the road, along which tanks were ambushed, and behind the road were armoured vehicles and cars. And what Wittman is slaughtering is only some of the tanks of the Norwich Panzer Brigade parked on the side of the road.

"Boom!" Wittman's tank opened fire again, flying the turret of another British tank, which was already the 22nd British tank they had flown in just ten minutes, but unfortunately the British were still unable to organize an effective counterattack, if nothing else, Wittmann was about to break Wren's tank kill record of 23 tanks in a single battle set in the Battle of Pass.

"We can't penetrate this British armored force! They have too many tanks and vehicles, at least one regiment! They are at least one regiment! We have to retreat! We must retreat!" Wittman was killed, but he did not forget his own situation. He knew that once the other party reacted, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would be beaten to death in this nameless wood, so he yelled into the intercom and gave his team an order to retreat: "Go back from one side! We must return to our positions! Quick!"

At the same time as he shouted the order, a British crew was also holding the radio in his hand and shouting loudly: "The Germans only have one tank! Stop him! Stop him! Not shelling, not bombing! It is the attack of the Germans! They only have one tank! Damn! Who will stop him!"

Of course, today's good luck belongs to Wittmann, and it also belongs to the German Tiger tank No. 007, two British tanks actually started before Wittmann's tank turned around, and rushed into the range of the Tiger tank one after the other.

"Boom!" the Tiger tank, which had just stopped and was turning, did not miss this opportunity, and a single shot pierced the front armor of the first tank, turning the poor guy who had just started into wreckage. The smoke obscured the view of the tank behind it, and Weitmann's tank also made a U-turn, and the Tiger tank unhurriedly circled around the queue of armored vehicles and cars on the other side, and launched a new round of slaughter.

Machine guns hit the oil drums in the back of the car, turning the fuel into deadly explosives, British soldiers hiding under the flames and the machine guns of the Tiger tank, like rats crossing the street, Wittmann is running away while adding new achievements to his tank, and a new tank god of war is creating his new myth step by step