Großdeutschland Regiment, 2nd Battalion, 6th Company.

Corporal Chauhan was sitting in the body of a troop carrier, and had just finished reading a letter from his family, when he took out a crumpled leaflet and wrote with a pen in the blank space on the back:

[A new day is coming, it is rare that there is still a calm time in this world, we are followed by a lot of motorcycles at the moment, we have driven the British and French all the way to the sea, and now we have to complete the encirclement of them.

Just now, we spotted the enemy's observation post, and our assault guns began to turn in his direction, making a roar like a giant beast described in Norse mythology, just a flash of effort, a thunderous roar straight from the ground into the air.

Every inch of the land there seemed to be blown up by a cannonball, and I guessed there was no way there would be any survivors, and everything was calm again, but the deafening hum still tossed and turned in my head.

Oh~Oh my God~ I think my hearing will drop several levels when I get home after this war~! Wait, the car has slowed down, and I heard from my comrades that the French have dug trenches in front and are waiting for us.

But this little nuisance is not going to stop us from moving forward, it's just that the damn weather is so uncomfortable, we're almost going to be baked by the sun, okay, that's it, miss you Johan Newman. 】

Putting away the crumpled leaflets, Chowhan jumped out of the troop carrier at the urging of his commander, his head bowed, and he felt the sound of bullets in the trenches opposite him clanging and bounceing away, but his heart had long since drifted back to Berlin.

"The people of the Sixth Company are coming this way with me! Unplug the enemy's fire points and clear all obstacles for the follow-up troops! ”

"Yes!"

Chowhan tightened his grip on his gun and followed his company's comrades, beginning to make a detour to the side.

There was a canal here, and there was only one bridge in front of it, and at the end of the bridge was the enemy's point of fire, where they seemed to have set up several machine guns with heavy fire.

Chauhan followed his comrades and crawled behind a high slope, when someone dragged a small cannon and began to correct the orientation and fill the shells.

With a command to "fire", the cannonball was thrown far away with a small cannon click.

Qiao Han saw that the shell that crossed the canal landed steadily near the machine gun point where the opponent's fire was the heaviest, and exploded violently, and the attack on the bridge instantly became much thinner.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the other two companies immediately began to charge, and they used the cover of armored vehicles to kill the enemy one by one with accurate marksmanship, which is the essence of "Infantry Coordinated Operations" written by Commander Guderian.

However, the Germans, who were halfway with the armored car, suddenly shouted and waved desperately at their teammates behind them.

When Chauhan was thinking about what they had discovered, an explosion sounded even more violently than before, it turned out that the French had planted a bomb under the bridge in advance, and when they reached the center, it was immediately detonated, which was too insidious.

Thinking like this, Qiao Han clenched his fist in his left hand and pounded on the ground, because the enemy blew up the bridge this time, causing them to lose an armored car, not to mention, and also with a dozen comrades killed in the canal, floating downstream down the river.

"The ~~~ of the Sixth Company crossed the river from the enemy's right flank in a roundabout way!"

The commander gave the order, and Chauhan and his teammates immediately began to prepare, they took the inflatable valve from the sappers, inflated it on the bank, and began to rush downstream along the river, because there was an enemy fire point on the opposite side, and it was not a good way to force a crossing, they had to land in another place, go around to the back of the fire point and pull out the nail.

Johan and several other teammates boarded an inflatable valve, paddled hard with the butt of their rifle as an oar, and successfully landed not far from the bridgehead fire point.

Everyone worked together to drag the inflatable valve ashore, leaving one person to deflate and pack, while the others, armed with guns and hunched over, quietly crossed the embankment and launched an attack from the flank of the enemy's point of fire.

Chowhan moved forward step by step, the French soldiers under artillery fire cowering behind the remnants of the fortifications, and some began to run towards a wood, as if trying to escape under the cover of the trees.

"Corporal~~~ Shoot! Don't let them go! ”

At some point, the company commander appeared next to Chauhan, raised his rifle, and began to shoot at the French soldiers who were trying to escape.

Chauhan also raised his gun, and soon one, two, three Frenchmen fell under his gun, and one of his shuttles of bullets was completely emptied.

The French, who were hiding there, discovered their presence and began to raise their guns to shoot back, and Chauhan was prostrate on the ground with his head in his hands, feeling the bullets whizzing overhead, and did not dare to stand up at all.

After a while, another fierce burst of gunfire came, and it seemed that another company had also crossed the canal with an inflatable valve, making a detour on the left side of the enemy.

"Rush~~~!"

The company commander shouted, and Qiao Han instinctively stood up from the ground, holding his helmet in one hand and his rifle in the other, pulling the trigger as he ran.

Although the chamber of his gun kept making a "click" sound, this did not affect them in the slightest to successfully end the enemy's fire point.

Now that the firing points had been cleared, the sappers began to repair the bridge with various tools, so that their armored vehicles and motorcycles could pass without affecting the speed of the follow-up troops.

Johan pestle his rifle and watch the terrain around him as he changes his bullets.

At this moment, the company commander ran over and shouted at them, "Rest in place", which made Qiao Han feel a little strange, because the previous order was to let them go at full speed, why should the bridge be repaired in situ?

However, as a professional soldier, Qiao Han does not question the orders of his superiors, he just needs to obey, and he always does so.

After a while, Qiao Han, who had taken out the letter and read it again, heard two comrades talking in a low voice, as if they were guessing that their own troops did not have enough troops to devote to this direction, and the 2nd Panzer Division was still on the way from Bronny, and only a small part of its troops were engaged in the attack on this side.

However, along the canal on both sides, the French army seemed to have set up many firepower points, and the resistance was quite fierce, and if they rashly launched a strong attack without the cooperation of the main armored army, it would bring great losses to their own side, and the commander had to announce a temporary halt to the advance and wait for the next order.

After a while, perhaps a little longer, Chauhan saw a light tank open its turtle shell, and a tankman emerged from it.

He was sweating profusely, and his shirt had already been taken off, so he found a place with shade and sat on the ground and complained, "Hell, when will it be?" I'm about to be steamed in this iron shell, and I'd rather die on the battlefield than die like this! ”

Chowhan thought the tanker's words were quite funny, so he took out the crumpled leaflet and recorded it on the back, and he planned to share the tankman's humorous words with his wife on the next letter day, so that she would be happy too.

Subsequently, more and more companies and battalions began to gather on both sides of the canal, and those commanders were talking in whispers, their faces showing confusion and confusion.

The enemy was clearly ahead, but they were ordered to stop their advance, which was a bit puzzling.

After a while, the radio communications soldier with the equipment on his back ran to the regiment commander and handed the microphone to the latter.

The head of the regiment took the phone and didn't know what news he heard, his expression began to be a little exciting, he was first stunned, then puzzled, then confused, and finally showed a trace of frustration.

Qiao Han looked at the regiment commander in a daze, and after a while, he heard the order, which turned out to be an order issued by the Führer himself, ordering them to cancel the attack and hand over the Anglo-French forces in Dunkirk to the air force to solve the problem, and the armored group and the mobile squads immediately terminated all attacks and stood by.