Battle of the Third Reich

The door of the living room was pushed open, and an infantry rushed in panic. ∈↗, "Sir, we found something outside, I think you should come out and see."

"Oh? Did you all get hot soup?" Wallace inserted the knife into the can, and he stood up and took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"It’s all drinking, boss. The seaside in the southeast of our country is now brightly lit, and we see someone launching a signal flare in the direction of the sky, just like the Gay Fawkes Day Memorial, we can stand in the yard. Seeing that half of the sky was illuminated, the squad leader felt a little strange, let me come over and ask you to come and see."

"Hey? Is there such a thing?" Wallace's interest was attracted. He picked up the officer's revolver on the table. He opened the magazine to check the amount of ammunition, and then buckled the gun hook. On the hanging ring under the gun handle.

Wallace picked up the flat cap from the table and buckled it on his head, striding toward the door while striking the holster in his waist.

Opening the door, Wallace found that the entire row of soldiers was almost gathered in the yard. They looked at the bright and glittering light show in the distance, and the soldiers talked and chatted with each other, just like participating in the summer. The garden party will watch the fireworks show. Several soldiers with self-professed balance ability climbed to the side of the low wall. They happily pointed at the lights and smoke. A sudden flare or color signal flare will trigger them for a while. Cheers and cheers.

Wallace separated the crowd and walked to the door of the yard. A squad leader handed a telescope. Wallace nodded to the other party and thanked the rear end. The telescope looked away.

Indeed, as the soldier said, there was a lively celebration of the anniversary in the distance. Bright searchlights swayed and pointed directly at the sky. From time to time, a shiny signal flare suddenly appeared.

What is the specific situation? From his point of view, he really can’t see anything. He found that the place where the light is emitted should be at the bottom of a **** or cliff, basically blocked by the horizon. He can only see the horizon. A sea of ​​light and a plume of smoke plummeted with the sea breeze. Under the light of the light, it is like a tulle with bright light. It twists and sways with the direction of the wind, and finally slowly dissipates in the air.

Suddenly a fireball suddenly rose from the ground, and a thunderous roar came from afar. Then Wallace saw a series of tiny light spots flying slowly from the ground toward the sky. Just like the fireflies in the summer field, they flickered and disappeared in the night sky. These light spots slowly connected into a shining light whip, sweeping wave after wave into the sky, from left to right. Then from right to left.

Wallace had been serving in Scotland before. He had never really seen anti-aircraft artillery. He curiously held a telescope to observe the novel scene before him, completely unaware that he was witnessing a real war.

"Where is there? Why are they so careless, don't they have any idea of ​​light control? Look, the Germans are throwing bombs over their heads, but they still have such bright lights on, and they are afraid that the enemy will not see them. The target on the ground. This commander should be sent to the military court." Kusmo didn't know when he was standing next to Wallace. He also carried a telescope and watched the battle with concentration, while still not forgetting to issue Some private insights. Give an air defense lesson to the soldiers in the platoon.

"Should we rush there, I think they must need help now." Wallace's heroic chivalrous spirit suddenly rose, he felt that as a soldier, he was responsible for those who were in the distance What the colleagues in the depths are doing.

"I don’t recommend that we participate in this battle. This is not a battle we can intervene in. We are just infantry. How about you can take those planes? Can you hit them with rifles? The people there now need the air force and anti-aircraft guns, right, They have anti-aircraft guns, so what is missing is only the Air Force fighter jets." Kusmo poured a bucket of cold water on the head of the long, **** head without hesitation.

"Look, they hit a German plane!" several soldiers shouted loudly. The rest of the soldiers also saw the plane firmly locked by several searchlight columns under their guidance. The poor guy had a bright orange flame in the middle of the fuselage, and stayed in the light column for less than five or six seconds. Deflected the fuselage and howled and fell towards the ground, witnessing this rare sight of the Scottish soldiers all cheering with clenched fists. The whistle and scream are endless.

"There seems to be St Margaret's Beach, and there is an army infantry company and some anti-aircraft units on the map. It looks like they did a good job, but why haven't they turned off the **** light, you see the bomb Okay." Kusmo put down the telescope and wiped his eyes, then continued to pick up the telescope.

"There should be a **** extending towards the sea. The bomb fell on the side of the slope, we can only see some firelight...Oh! Great fireball, hell, if you look up, there are so many planes." Wallace Suddenly raised the camera and looked into the air. I saw that under the reflection of the ground lights, the clouds in the whole sky were lit up. Under the background of the clouds, you can clearly see the rows of black dots. The neatly formed oblique team flew slowly towards the coast.

"There are at least thirty... strange, how did they fly from that direction, why did the German planes go around in such a circle." Kusmo wondered if these planes came from the direction of the interior of the UK, Germany Shouldn’t people come across the coast? Did the Germans go around in a circle and deliberately attacked from the rear, and indeed it was insidious and poisonous, and those poor guys must not be prepared for attacks from behind.

With the arrival of these bombers, as if any valve was opened, the town on the coast frequently lit a flash of flashing light. Because it was blocked by the slope, Wallace did not know what happened, and suddenly a series of sounds in the air The dull thunder, a large dazzling fire burst at high altitude, and the smoke burst from the anti-aircraft artillery shell burst into a black bomb cloud under the reflection of the flares and searchlights, which just covered half of the cluster in the middle.

Almost at the same time, the wings and fuselages of several aircraft in the fleet burst into flames. One of the aircraft disintegrated into the air after a violent explosion, and the burning debris rotated like a fallen leaf and fell toward the ground.

"Fight well, the Germans who have been killed these days should let them know how powerful we are!" Wallace waved his fist in excitement, and then he seemed to find something interesting, holding the telescope in his hands. Staring into the air, he couldn't move.

"Hi, man, I think we have work to do." Wallace put down his telescope and pointed at a point in the air to Kusmo.

"Look, parachute, the Germans parachuted." Wallace turned around and commanded the soldiers in the yard aloud: "All the weapons are on. Let's go to the parachuting German pilot. There are at least seven or eight parachutes. Looking at the current posture, maybe there will be more in a moment, we better be able to catch alive, if they do not resist, it is best not to shoot, but if they are not honest, then let this group of **** know us The Scots are so powerful, our motto is..."

"Those who offend us will be punished!" The soldiers roared excitedly at the group training of the Scottish Highland Regiment, and then rushed towards the rifle stack in the courtyard.

The infantrymen began to line up with rifles, and they stood with their chests waiting for the platoon leader's review. "All bayonet." Wallace ordered.

"The Germans will be honest when they see the bayonet. If they dare to resist, I don't mind using this thing to open another hole in their ass."

Wallace pulled the pistol out of the holster, opened the gun and closed it again, then handed the pistol to his left hand. Wallace's serviceman ran over with a long canvas bag. He squatted beside Wallace and laid the canvas bag flat on the ground, then unzipped the bag and took out a handful of scotch from inside. Slash the sword.

"Listen now, this is our first time to participate in actual combat, everyone is following me closely, don’t leave the team, if there is a crossfire later, I hope everyone will fight hard, like a real Scottish man Don’t let your family be ashamed.” Wallace raised his sword in his hand, and then pointed to the field outside the courtyard.

"Scots, move on!"

"Roar!" The soldier gave a low war roar, and then slanted his rifle behind the platoon leader and ran towards the wilderness.

The parachutes in the air did indeed increase as Wallace said. The huge aircraft clusters in the sky were trembling and low-humming like a bee colony. They were arranged in a neat formation without fear, passing through the dense fog of anti-aircraft shells. With each explosion of the barrage, Several planes turned into burning fireballs, or dragged their long cigarette tails, rolled and screamed and fell towards the ground.

But the bomber group still flew over the opponent's position again and again, traversing the **** crusher made of high-speed steel sheets again and again, dropping one bomb after another at the beachhead position in Germany.

Suddenly, all anti-aircraft gunfire came to an abrupt halt, and the world seemed to be suddenly quiet, almost making people think that there was something wrong with their ears.

The German searchlight beam began to move towards the flanks of the aircraft group, followed by a shining chain of fire, swaying and flying like a long whip of the flame, sweeping back and forth in the middle of the aircraft group, and finally the end of the fire whip was connected to a On the British bombing fuselage, a bunch of sparks suddenly appeared on the fuselage of the aircraft. Against the background of the shining sky, people vaguely saw a small aircraft shadow on the other side of the fire whip, and the German fighter force finally entered. Off the battlefield. (To be continued.)