Expedition to Europe

Xiang Wuwei was not far from Hill 185 where the 215th Regiment was stationed.

It was only a few hundred meters away, completely within the range of large-caliber machine guns.

As long as he wanted, Xiang Wuwei could provide fire support to Hill 185 by staying where he was.

However, Xiang Wuwei did not intend to do so. On the one hand, it was because Xiang Wuwei had not received relevant orders. On the other hand, Xiang Wuwei was actually very clear that ordinary French officers were extremely arrogant, such as Christopher next door.

If Xiang Wuwei provided support without Christopher's request, Christopher might not appreciate it, and might even blame Xiang Wuwei for meddling in other people's business. This was not without precedent. Just before the war, the Third Regiment saw that the position setting of the 215th Regiment was somewhat unreasonable, and several officers wanted to talk to the people of the 215th Regiment. As a result, Colonel Christopher was very arrogant: "The Army of the French Republic does not need others to guide how to fight!"

Listen to what tone this is!

Thinking of this, Xiang Wuwei felt like he had turned into a dog, and the Germans who were attacking Hill 215 were a group of mice, and Christopher was naturally the arrogant cat.

Well, ants can kill elephants, let's see how long Christopher, you sick cat, can hold on.

The so-called hero always appears in a critical moment to turn the tide. When Hill 185 could not hold on, he led the tank troops to support with the attitude of a god and general. I believe that Colonel Christopher's expression would be very exciting at that time.

Immersed in the illusory fantasy, Xiang Wuwei suddenly felt the roar of a machine gun not far away: "Damn, who dares to cross the line?"

Xiang Wuwei cursed. Long before the battle, Xiang Wuwei divided the positions of the Third Regiment into several unequal sections, which were defended by ten tanks separately. Unless there was a combat casualty, crossing the line was absolutely not allowed. This was also to better distribute firepower to avoid waste.

Now Xiang Wuwei's 301 is still alive and kicking, and does not need any support from friendly forces. Who dares to be so bold as to cross the line while eating from the bowl and looking at the pot?

Xiang Wuwei turned the turret angrily and looked in the direction where the machine gun sounded. He was dumbfounded for a moment.

It was not Xiang Wuwei's men at all, but a truck with a steel structure bunker installed in the rear compartment!

The entire compartment of this truck has now become a bunker, just like the bunkers on the battlefield. The bottom is a steel structure shell, and a heavy machine gun is hidden in the bunker, which is raging wildly.

It is still different from the bunkers on the battlefield. There are no sandbags piled on the outside of this steel structure to increase its defense capabilities.

Xiang Wuwei understood the reason instantly.

This bunker is on the truck. As long as it can prevent the Germans' stray bullets, there is no need to worry about the Germans' artillery bombardment, because after the Germans retreat, this truck can also drive away.

This may be the tank that Xiang Ankang has made on the spot. Not to mention, the idea is good.

"Ding, ding, ding..." Xiang Wuwei felt someone knocking hard on his turret.

"What?" Xiang Wuwei continued to turn around, and then saw Ma Chengde, the adjutant next to Xiang Ankang.

"The commander asked you to take a few tanks to support 185." Ma Chengde said concisely.

"Why, Christopher didn't come to beg us." Xiang Wuwei was not happy.

Xiang Wuwei's professional quality is not bad, but this temper of "taking private grudges to avenge public hatred, forgetting the greater good for small profits" needs to be changed, otherwise this life will be like this.

Not enough pattern.

"This is the order of the joint command, go quickly." Ma Chengde turned around and ran.

This is the front line, with stray bullets flying everywhere. If you accidentally get hit by one, it will cost you your life. Ma Chengde's wife and children have just arrived in Corsica. He doesn't want his brothers to help him take care of orphans and widows. God knows to what extent they will take care of them. If there is one who is overly enthusiastic, it will be a big loss.

Since it was the order of the joint command, Xiang Wuwei did not hesitate any longer and used flag signals to command 302, 303, and 305 to follow him to support Hill 185.

On Hill 185, the 215th Regiment was already in a deadly battle.

The telephone line has not been repaired yet. Christopher sent three waves of 12 people to the command to ask for help, but until now, the reinforcements have not arrived.

The German offensive was very fierce. Two regiments of German troops besieged Hill 185. When the infantry launched the attack, the artillery was still firing shells non-stop. Even if it would accidentally injure the Germans, the French troops would be killed on the position.

Christopher had sent out the last company in his hands, and distributed weapons to the staff of the Operations Department and the operators of the Communications Office. Once the front-line positions asked for help again, Christopher would lead the staff and operators to reinforce, which would also be Christopher's last effort.

At the 185th front line, the soldiers of the 215th Regiment and the attacking German troops were already bloodthirsty.

All the barbed wires had been destroyed, and all the mines had been detonated. The Germans' front line was less than 50 meters away from the bunkers of the 215th Regiment. It seemed that they only needed to launch another charge, and the two sides would be caught in a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

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The soldiers of the 215th Regiment had forgotten their own safety. Some machine gunners half-crouched in the shooting position, with most of their bodies exposed outside the bunker and shooting at the Germans. The Germans were not completely powerless to fight back. German soldiers with accurate shooting capabilities were always searching for such targets.

So the machine gunner was killed soon, and the assistant gunner would immediately take over, followed by the second assistant gunner, the ammunition handler, and finally the ordinary soldiers.

The Germans also knew that they had to rush forward to weaken the lethality of the defenders' machine guns, so they were very determined when attacking, leaving no room for maneuver.

They were all veterans who had been through many battles and knew when to be lazy and when to bet everything.

Before the close combat, the attackers and defenders had one last trump card - the grenade.

Following the officer's order, both sides threw the grenades they had long held in their hands to each other. For a while, countless black dots crisscrossed in the air. The longer ones were the German M24 wooden-handled grenades, and the rounder ones were the French Mills oval grenades.

Whether it was the wooden handle or the oval shape, it would explode in a few seconds and then destroy everything around it.

The dead soldiers were lifeless, the wounded soldiers were wailing loudly, and those who could still move grabbed everything at hand and threw it at each other, whether it was a grenade, a stone, a dead soldier's helmet, or a piece of soil on the ground...

The machine gun in the bunker was no longer very useful at this time. Unlike the water-cooled MG08 equipped by the Germans, the Hotchkiss heavy machine gun equipped by the French was air-cooled. The continuous shooting ability of this heavy machine gun was not as good as the MG08. After a long period of continuous shooting, the barrel would heat up and then burn into a dark red color. At that time, it was necessary to stop shooting, otherwise it would cause the barrel to explode.

The French also knew that the situation was not good. In fact, the French also used some physical cooling methods to cool the barrel, such as wet towels, but this led to another consequence. A large amount of water vapor accumulated in the bunker would hinder the shooter's sight.

The battle had been going on for almost an hour, and it was getting dark. Both sides knew that this was the last attack of the day, so no one wanted to give up.

After all, the Germans were numerous and powerful. After the heavy machine guns in the bunker gradually stopped firing, the Germans began to approach the bunker. They only needed to move forward a little bit, and those soldiers with good accuracy could throw grenades directly into the bunker through the firing holes.

At that time, it would be the end of the 215th Regiment.