81_81266 Borol took control of the town of Bit, and the 1st Battalion of the Airborne Forces then set up its own headquarters in the town of Bit. Borol was then ordered to lead his men backwards to the side of the beach where the Germans had landed, and to destroy the British artillery positions there.

Although large artillery positions were destroyed by German aircraft, there were still sporadic well-hidden British artillery positions still firing at the beach. These shellings slowed down the disembarkation of the German landing force, so the paratroopers were ordered to clear the landing force of the troubles that could not be solved for a moment.

After breakfast, the commander of the paratrooper company, Borol, set off with his soldiers. They made their way through woodland of bushes and a few small trees, and appeared unexpectedly behind the defenders of the British coastline.

Even behind the defensive line, in order to prevent a sneak attack by the German paratroopers who had repeatedly performed miraculous feats in the Netherlands, the British coastline positions were set up as circular defensive positions, and at this moment the beach side was in full swing, and this side seemed more deserted.

Because they did not encounter the imaginary German paratroopers sneaking up from behind, the defenders of the British coastline, who were already short of troops, finally drew most of the defensive troops away, and now most of the remaining recruits are inexperienced recruits and a few sporadic machine-gun positions.

The German paratroopers were already quite savvy with such ridiculous means of defense. There were several machine-gun emplacements not far from the cannon, which had been seen from the Netherlands to France and then in England, which made Borol feel a little irritated. It is still the machine gun fire suppression, it is still the outflanking and then the flanking attack, and it is still a one-sided result without suspense.

By the time Borreol and his men stormed the British trench, there were only a dozen steaming corpses left. The British laid out 2 field howitzers on this artillery position, hidden under a dozen large trees, about 5. The 5-inch large-caliber howitzer looks very formidable.

The caliber of artillery in Britain in World War II was designed and manufactured in inches, so there were a bunch of artillery calibers that made people feel very strange, such as this 5. The 5-inch gun, in fact, should have a caliber of 140 mm, and its performance was more than a little worse than that of the German 150 mm caliber cannon of the same period, but it had a certain advantage in firing range.

This also has something to do with the difference in the design requirements of the artillery of the two sides, Germany felt that the range of the artillery was not so important on the basis of the tactics of rapid advance of the armored forces, and Accardo and his generals preferred the artillery that could accompany the rapid advance of the tank troops, so they preferred the lightweight artillery. The British, on the other hand, paid more attention to the range of artillery, and did not require too much on the weight of the artillery, so they were able to make artillery with a longer range.

The paratroopers who could not use these cannons could not have left the cannons to the British, and after destroying the two cannons with explosives, Borol and his soldiers continued to advance sideways along the trenches and concrete fortifications, and when they encountered the British, they opened fire and killed them, destroying two British machine-gun bunkers from behind that had not yet been able to exert their strength.

"Set up machine guns here! Cover our attack on the high ground over there!" Borol pointed to the high ground where a British machine gun bunker was located in the distance, and said to his men: "Keep firing! Disrupt their rhythm!"

With the distinctive sound of machine guns, the German paratroopers quickly rushed towards their third target, and the British seemed to be disorganized, they did not expect the Germans to rush along the trenches, so that most of the interception of the German paratroopers' attacks were sporadic fire from Lee Enfield rifles, which posed no threat at all.

Borol leaned against the wall of the trench, dragging his MP-44 assault rifle, firing at distant targets one by one, the body of the gun shaking with the bullet out of the chamber, and the British soldier not far away was hit by the bullet and shook and fell.

"One, two, three!" Borol muttered, still pulling the trigger, and under his cover, the two soldiers approached their target, pulled out their grenades, and threw them into the British trenches in the distance.

"Boom, boom!" two grenades exploded in the trenches controlled by the British soldiers, kicking up a cloud of dust and smoke. Rubble and shrapnel scattered and flew into the sky with the weapons and arms of British soldiers.

With two explosions, the German paratroopers rushed forward with their rifles bent over, and one of the German paratroopers who was not in the trenches was hit by a stray bullet and fell down as soon as he jumped up. However, more German paratroopers rushed into position, and the gunfire was intense.

By the time Borrol and Balu and others reached the heights, it had already been occupied by German paratroopers, and two brave soldiers erected a German flag on the top of the hill, and one of them was hit in the palm of the hand and two fingers flew away.

The German landing force at the foot of the hill saw the German flag and cheered, and soon the British defenders here were broken through, becoming the second British position to be penetrated. The dusty German paratroopers and the blood-stained landing force triumphantly joined forces, then fell back to back in the British trenches, panting loudly.

As they caught their breath, 60 Crusader helicopters whizzed over their heads with weapons and special forces, and then carried out vertical landings on some sections. Although 4 planes were shot down, this oppressive momentum caused the British defenders to be confused, and a large number of defenders were killed by special forces falling from the sky, and many more fled in panic, abandoning the defensive positions that could hold out for a long time.

The British defenders who left the defensive positions were not even as good as the chicks that had lost their hens in front of the German elite, and the slaughter really began, dozens or hundreds of British defenders were killed in the process of escaping, and the loss rate of the British defenders skyrocketed.

Garrisoned in this sea area was the 1st Regiment of the 5th Division of the British 5th Army, which, including the coastline artillery unit directly under it, had more than 1,700 men, but now it had lost two-thirds of its defensive positions, and more than half of its losses had been routed. Of course, compared to the casualties they inflicted on the Germans, it can even be said that it is a long-lost victory for the British.

At the cost of more than 850 killed, the regiment killed 2,391 German soldiers. If it were not for the terrain, these battle-hardened German soldiers would have been enough to crush two or even three such new regiments.

However, with the occurrence of the rout, the disaster of this regiment also came, although the helicopter was easy to suffer losses in positional warfare with intact anti-aircraft fire, but it was simply an artifact to hunt down the defeated troops. More than a dozen helicopters circled overhead, and there was not a single British unit left that escaped from the coastline. As a result, the casualties of this British infantry regiment of more than 1,700 people rose from 850 to a terrible 1,400 in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, this was not the only bad news for the British 5th Army today, at 11:30, because of the shelling of French and Italian battleships, the British 5th Army headquarters was hit by shells, and the commander and staff of the army, as well as more than half of the senior commanders, were killed. As a result, the command system of the 5th Army, which was already in chaos, was even more chaotic after 11:30, and until 2 p.m. it was not able to gather troops to form a complete resistance and counterattack against the German landing force.

With the landing of German tanks, and the disembarkation of the commander-in-chief of the front, Colonel Duke, the German units played to the level they deserved. At 1:50 p.m., the SS Accardo Youth Regiment stormed Baccton and occupied the first small port on the beach, loading and unloading became easier, and at 3 p.m., more than 60,000 German soldiers landed on British soil, and desperate news reached the ears of the British one after another, for example, in the evening of the same day, the 2nd Panzer Corps, the most elite armored unit in Germany, began to unload at Brackton.

The German paratroopers who had helped the landing force to take the beach were not idle, and Borrell was ordered to rush back to the small town of Bit, because the British 4th Army had broken through the outer line and was already approaching the vicinity of Bitt, and their aim was to take the small town of Bitt and then recapture the important Bacton.

As night fell, Germany's air and naval superiority would no longer exist, and the British Royal Navy, which got the news, all left the port and rushed to the German landing ground regardless of the losses.

Whether it's Churchill or Montgomery, Accardo or Rundstedt, everyone knows the next night is a matter of victory or defeat. Whether Germany can hold on to this long dark night without the cover of the navy and air force will be the key to whether Germany can defeat Britain and kick Britain out of the game before the United States can react.

Watching the sun set down the hillside, Borol holding his assault rifle with an indescribable calm on his face, he knew that this night would be full of blood and fighting, and he also knew that this night was as important to the British as the Germans. He can only fight to the death, desperately to live on this night, and usher in the light and victory of the next day. He prayed that he would be able to complete his mission and bring honor back to his homeland.

On February 14, 1938, destined to be a bloody Valentine's Day, nearly 4,000 corpses of soldiers on both sides on the beach in Norwich proved that this Valentine's Day was different, and that even on the best of days, the most catastrophic things can happen. This is war, this is the **** life.

Rotterdam, the Netherlands, the former Dutch royal palace, the current head of state.

Accardo held the phone and comforted his wife Mercedes in a soft voice: "Honey, I'm really sorry that I couldn't spend this Valentine's Day with you...... Well, I know you miss me very much...... I send those soldiers to death, and all I can do is accompany these souls to this wonderful holiday...... Thank you and happy Valentine's Day...... I love you, I love you as I love this country......

Today, many readers have seen the problems in the preparation of artillery fire before the landing, and Long Ling is deeply grateful.