Hearing Major Schumacher's report, Chen Dao was in good spirits, and hurriedly picked up his binoculars to look north, and saw a group of tanks driving in the distance through the dim light.

The French tanks in front belonged to the 343rd Independent Tank Company of the French Army, and they were stationed farther away than the 342nd Independent Tank Company, which had just been eliminated, and the FT-17 tanks equipped with the company had a measly 16 km/h top speed on the road, so they were late after the 342nd Independent Tank Company was eliminated.

"Dangdang" Chen Dao's sapper shovel struck three more times on the roof of the cab, and Bandit No. 1 stopped.

Captain Lorenz took aim intently, silently thinking in his mind, I can hit, I can hit, and then waved his left hand.

Seeing this, Sergeant Beethoven shoved the armor-piercing bullet in his arms into the chamber of the gun and opened fire.

After a loud bang, Chen Dao and Captain Lorenz cheered in unison, and they both saw the FT-17 tank emit black smoke, which then burst into flames・・・・・・

The FT-17 was even worse than the H-35, with the AFC tank company taking out 11 FT17s in the first salvo. The remaining 8 vehicles tried to flee when they saw that the situation was not good, but they could not outrun the flying shells, and they were reduced to scrap metal after the second salvo of the German tank company.

At the end of the second short tank battle, Chen Dao saw more and more Waffen-SS infantry running past him and rushing into the French positions, so he told Major Schumacher to stop the advance as originally planned, and instead support the infantry to attack the French positions on the left and right flanks in order to expand the breakthrough.

Chen Dao looked back at the back of the car, and a group of Waffen-SS infantry was rushing towards his side, they were reinforcements sent by Lieutenant Colonel Kepler of the Führer's Regiment.

Chen Dao looked to the right, about 15 meters away, on the Bandit No. 2, Captain Bach was directing two machine gunners to fire at the French positions in front of them with the MG-34 machine guns on the front of the car.

There is no suspense in the battle here, Chen Dao looked in the direction of the coast, and wondered how the battle was progressing there?

On a front about eight kilometers long from the coast in the west and the western shore of Lake Flanderssen in the east, the Germans launched an offensive on all fronts. Among them, two points were used as key breakthrough areas, one was the theater where the field investigation team led by Chen Dao was located, and the other was the theater of the first battalion of the German regiment near the coast.

After the order to attack was given, the 1st and 2nd battalions of the German regiment each sent a company of infantry to attack. About two hundred meters behind them, the four companies of the 3rd Battalion of the German Regiment attacked in unison and swooped down on the positions of the 7th Infantry Regiment of the French Army opposite.

As the main attacking force, the company under the command of Captain Hube (played by reader Qin Bing Han) was reinforced by four No. 4 assault guns.

Captain Hubey, with two heralds, bent down behind a No. 4 assault gun and slowly approached the French position.

From time to time, Captain Hube poked his head out from behind the No. 4 assault gun to observe the movement of the French positions in front, but all he saw was countless rising flames and white smoke, and the French positions on the opposite side were still being bombarded by German naval guns.

Under such ferocious artillery fire, there should not be many people on the opposite French position who can survive, right? Captain Hube guessed.

Captain Hube looked to the left and right, except for a few of his subordinates who were hiding behind the No. 4 assault gun, most of his subordinates faithfully carried out his orders, and the distance between people and between the various battle groups was widened, almost all of them were more than ten meters. This spacing should not cause large casualties in the face of dense enemy fire.

As the distance from the French positions drew closer, Captain Hube gave the order, and two red flares flew into the sky, and after a few moments, the German naval guns stopped firing and the French positions on the opposite side fell silent.

"Toot, toot・・・・・・" Captain Hube blew two short whistles and one long whistle, and when he heard the whistle, the infantry of the first company increased the pace of the charge.

Captain Hube underestimated the resilience and courage of the French troops on the opposite side, and confirmed that after the German shelling stopped, the surviving French troops, led by officers and non-commissioned officers, left the bunkers, re-erected light and heavy machine guns, set up mortars and infantry guns, and waited for the Germans to send them to the door.

Behind the French positions, the commander of the 7th Infantry Regiment, Colonel Fernand, sent a company through the communication trenches to the forward positions to replenish the losses of the forward positions in the shelling.

"Whoosh, whoosh" Captain Hube clearly heard the whistling sound of **, and the French ** fell one after another, followed by shells from 75mm infantry guns.

The German infantry fell in an instant, and instead of being hit, they instinctively lay down to avoid the shells.

Captain Hube was relieved to see the sharp reaction of his subordinates, and after participating in the Polish campaign, they reacted much more quickly in the face of crisis.

Withstanding the shells of the French and paying more than a dozen casualties, the infantry of the first company steadily approached the French position. Until one hundred and fifty meters away, a row of steel helmets suddenly appeared on the empty French position, and along with the steel helmets, there were countless muzzles that flashed with cold light.

The light and heavy machine guns of the Hatch Chase in the hands of the machine gunners were the first to spit out tongues of fire, and the chaotic sound of "ping-・・・・・・" rifle fire followed.

Faced with a sudden burst of fire, the Waffen-SS infantry threw themselves to the ground one after another, dodging the French bullets.

Captain Hube noticed the body of the No. 4 assault gun in front of him and stopped. A moment later, a loud bang came from the front of the vehicle, and the No. 4 assault gun fired.

The roar of the No. 4 assault gun and the violently shaking body made Captain Hube really feel the horror of this steel monster, and after moving his body and opening a distance of nearly one meter from the No. 4 assault gun, Captain Hube quietly poked his head out to observe the movement of the French position on the opposite side again.

As soon as he poked his head out, Captain Hube saw a splash of dirt on the ground more than a meter to the left of the No. 4 assault gun, "smack, snort", and pounced on him.

Captain Hube snapped back, and a volley of machine-gun bullets clanged into the left side of the assault gun No. 4, sending out countless sparks.

Before Captain Hube could congratulate himself on his escape, he heard a muffled sound overhead, and Captain Hube felt as if he had been hit by a hammer on his head. It was dark in front of him, accompanied by countless gold stars, and Captain Hube fell to the ground weakly.

The two heralds hurriedly held Captain Hube and pulled him behind the No. 4 assault gun and hid.

After shaking his head for a long time and pouring half a pot of cold water on his head, Captain Hube came to his senses.

A herald shoved a metal lump into Captain Hubey's hand, and Captain Hube took it and saw that it was a deformed cannonball, about 20 mm in caliber.

On the open ground, the massive body of the No. 4 assault gun had long attracted the attention of the French army, and anti-tank guns and anti-tank guns were quickly aimed at them.

A shell from a 25mm anti-tank gun was shot into the air by the solid front armor of the No. 4 assault gun, tumbling and falling impartially to the top of Captain Hubey's head.

Stuffing the deformed cannonball into his coat pocket, Captain Hube then put on his steel helmet, which had a hole in his head, got up and said to the two heralds, "It's time to send a flare." ”

Seeing two green flares flying into the sky, the officers and soldiers of the first company clearly understood the meaning and each lay on the ground, covering their ears and opening their mouths wide, waiting for the impending hellfire.

Soon after, the long-awaited naval guns of the Lützov, Blucher and Emden roared again, and 283-mm, 210-mm and 150-mm shells fell on the French positions one after another.

With the sound of explosions, dirt, steel helmets, gun parts, and mutilated limbs flew into the air one after another.

This time we should be able to kill them all! Seeing the tragic situation on the French position, Captain Hube thought silently.

The shelling lasted only twenty minutes, and as soon as the last shell hit the ground, Captain Hube was the first to rush out from behind the No. 4 assault gun, blowing his whistle and pounced on the French position.

Hearing the whistle, the Waffen-SS soldiers jumped from the ground and charged after the company commander.

It only took a few tens of seconds for Captain Hube to rush through a distance of less than 200 meters.

After passing several large craters, Captain Hube rushed to a section of French trenches.

After killing three French soldiers who were stunned by the shelling with a submachine gun, Captain Hube jumped into the trench・・・・・・

After some radio contact, Chen Dao was relieved to learn that the attack on the west coast had also succeeded in achieving a breakthrough.

After contacting Major Schumacher, Chen Dao ordered his men to turn around and drive back to the town of Brüna.

After joining Hausser, Chen said: "What worries me most now is that we will shoot too hard and scare them away. ”

"Probably not, we're just taking their first line. What they have to do tonight is definitely to seize the time to build a second-line position to resist our attack tomorrow. Hausser said.

"Hopefully, my men and I will rest for four hours, and then set off to enter Stavanger at noon tomorrow." Chen Dao said.

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