Shortly after the airport was occupied, the German army's large transport planes, the latest Junkers transport aircraft, landed on the runway of the airport, which was specially designed to transport large containers and large numbers of people. This kind of aircraft can carry 90 soldiers at a time, and it is definitely a behemoth among air transport aircraft in this era.

This aircraft has a very interesting design, that is, if it is not equipped with other things, it can carry 2 paratrooper fighting vehicles of the Air Force. Because of this large transport aircraft, the Luftwaffe decided to purchase more paratrooper fighting vehicles and develop new ones.

The first transport plane slowly stopped at the end of the runway, and then there were paratroopers who went up to help. Because of the limitations of the times, the transport aircraft of this era have to do a lot of preparation work if they want to transport a big guy like a tank. Moreover, after the plane landed, the tank could not fly directly out of the plane, and had to rely on the help of many people to do so.

More JU-52 transport planes followed, and this time the Germans were fighting a war completely on paratroopers, with no intention of seizing the port at all. A large number of "airborne infantry" arrived in Crete accompanied by mediocre but fuel-efficient JU-52 transport planes, and their strength was simply more powerful than that of traditional paratroopers.

General Student stepped out of a JU-52, which was no different from other paratroopers, except that there were no other paratroopers in his transport plane, but it was stacked with high-powered radios and all sorts of electronic equipment.

As the saying goes, what kind of leader has what kind of subordinates, and the Germans, under the leadership of Accardo, have become accustomed to fighting for victory in the war with one qiē possible, and each of their trains is as full as possible, and each plane has to be crammed with as many things as possible. General Student once proudly said to an Italian general: "We Germans never waste the load of an airplane, even if it is a general." ”

He proved with his actual actions that his words were not boasting. When he and his two assistants stepped off the plane, the German soldiers who went up to carry the equipment found that there were only three seats in the entire cabin, and the rest of the place was full of batteries, diesel engines, and radio equipment, which were full of rags.

"Long live Führer Accardo, General Rudolph! Welcome to Crete. "A major stepped forward and saluted in front of Studenter, who arrived with the helicopter and took control of the airfield, where he waited for the commander-in-chief of the Airborne Forces, Student, who was about to land.

"Thank you, Mr. Major. I swore to my soldiers that I would always stand with them, so I didn't stay in Greece, although it looked pretty good there. Student stepped off the plane and dusted himself off. He pointed to the JU-52 plane behind him, and then complained with a smile in front of the major officer: "The equipment inside is well maintained, but unfortunately some places are too dirty." ”

"I'll order someone to wipe it clean. The Major hurriedly spoke.

"You're old enough to have someone to clean the room?" asked Student as he walked forward.

"The commander of the 1st Battalion, Borreaux, had reported half an hour ago that his battalion had taken control of the town to the east and the crossroads, and had set up a crossfire line there, and the 2nd Battalion had fought more smoothly, and the 3 paratrooper tanks provided direct fire support, tearing through the Greek defenders' defenses, and now they were less than a kilometer from the target. The major replied: "There are 300 heavily armed soldiers here, and 110 guards at the headquarters of the Airborne Forces, I think there will always be one person to wipe the radio equipment, right?"

"Send the 300 men on guard at the airport to the side of the 2nd Regiment," Student immediately began to arrange, "and another 50 men will be sent to support the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment, and the intelligence services will expect them to be counterattacked by the Greek defenders." ”

He paused, then looked at the Major: "Now you have only 60 soldiers, and they have to guard the entire airport, and they have to help the transport planes carry the contents inside!

"Yes, General!" said the Major, who hurried to arrange, holding his steel helmet in one hand and swinging back and forth in the other, and ran to the makeshift tent, where there must have been a low-power radio station. Because you can see the diesel generator next to the tent, you can also see the wires and the huge radio antenna. Several officers stood around the tent, pointing to a map and discussing something.

The nearby Greek defensive lines were already crumbling, and sporadic resistance was quickly cleared. The Germans had already taken control of a considerable area of position, and had placed very strong defenses on all sides of this position. German soldiers near the airport were busy spreading a huge German swastika on the ground in order to prevent accidental damage from German planes bombing the area.

At the same moment, Borol was counting his losses in a room, and just a few minutes earlier, a fierce exchange of fire had ensued between the two sides when a group of Greek soldiers attempted to capture his position. One German soldier was killed, and two more were seriously wounded by grenades from the opposing side. German paratroopers killed 41 enemy soldiers and captured 6 prisoners.

From the mouths of these captives, it was learned that the Greek defenders had not yet fully grasped the size of the German airborne forces, and that he was still trying to strengthen the defensive line around his islands in order to deal with the inevitable appearance of the German naval fleet and landing force.

Borol collected all the cigarettes from the captives on his table, and then beat the legal person and escorted them down. As soon as the prisoners went out, he said to the two company commanders who came in: "Arrange two people and send these prisoners to the regiment headquarters." In addition, send us the results of our interrogation with the corresponding report and the map of the combat readiness of the Greek defenders, and then it is better to bring a paratrooper chariot with me, I am afraid that the other side will use heavy weapons. ”

No one thinks that they have too many troops, and it is an eternal truth that crying children have milk to eat. All grassroots troops will go out of their way to request reinforcements, which is one of the most basic tricks to ensure that they can stay alive. Of course, a crying child doesn't necessarily have milk either, because your boss and your boss's boss can easily tell which requests are genuine and which are just "routine". It's just that crying still has to cry, after all, although crying may not necessarily have milk to eat, but if you don't cry, you must not cry, everyone knows this truth, so "ask for reinforcements" and "Long live the Führer" are the same sentences that must be shouted when they meet.

Borol looked at a company commander and nodded in agreement, and quickly added: "The ammunition for the G42 machine gun really needs some, send two clever veterans over and bring two packs of cigarettes." Say a few nice words to the supply officer at the regimental headquarters, and be sure to get some. ”

On the roof of the village in the distance, a German paratrooper sniper fired a shot, Borol was stunned, and then quickly asked the two company commanders to quickly return to their combat posts: "The enemy is attacking! Hurry back to the defensive line! Hurry! Don't go back empty-handed, one person carries a box of machine gun bullets! Quick!"

The battle began without warning, and once again the German machine guns burst out with a distinctive sound, like a chainsaw, tearing linen. The tracer bullets flew in a straight line into the distance, knocking one Greek soldier after another to the ground, and the distance between the opposing sides was quite long, so the Germans only had one light machine gun position to open heavy fire, and after about a dozen seconds, the bullet chain was gone, and the machine guns began to shift their positions. Silence returned, but the Greek troops did not flinch, and they approached the German positions in groups.

On another roof in the distance, a German soldier with a telescope put down his observation equipment, and he reached out in the direction of Borol, placing one hand under the other, and the upper hand stretched out four fingers, gestured for a moment, then clenched his hands into fists, and struck each other twice.

"One armored car, 400 infantrymen. It's not small, it's almost a battalion. Borol watched the soldier finish the gesture and muttered: "Let the mortars at the battalion headquarters start firing according to the number of observations, and then we will shoot one round first!"

Donner quickly nodded, then walked out of the room, came to the open space at the door, and gave the order to open fire to the shooters of the four mortars, the commander of the battalion mortars raised a small red flag, and the observation post on the roof immediately gave a gesture. The artillery commander nodded, signaled that he understood, and began to give the battle order: "Parameter 1, fire!"

There were only 3 mortars in the battalion headquarters when they attacked, and the other mortar was found here later with other units and returned to the formation. These skilled mortar shooters had already determined the firing area before the battle, and they divided the front of the German position into three distances, so as to ensure that their shots were more accurate.

"Tom!tom!tom!" There were four muffled sounds, and four mortar shells flew out of the barrels. They fell into the measured position in a graceful arc, and immediately set off four huge explosions. All the explosions were in the crowd of Greek attacking soldiers, and the attacking troops immediately became somewhat disorganized.

"Fire!" With a German roar, the Germans swept their opponents with dense fire, and the Greeks who rushed ahead quickly clutched their guns, screaming and falling. And as the attack extended, the second round of mortar shells fell into the crowd, and the Greek soldiers began to rout backwards.

"Bastards! these damn German paratroopers are bullies! they are more powerful than our infantry!" a Greek battalion commander cursed with a hint of jealousy as his troops were defeated.