Siddle, commander of the 1st French Panzer Division.

Looking at the black-uniformed soldiers on the hill 10 kilometers away from the Ruhr industrial area, those soldiers in black uniforms are densely deployed. Siddle snorted coldly.

As the commander of one of the few armored divisions in France, Siddle served in France's ace 7th Division in World War I. Starting as a second lieutenant who graduated from a military school, he was promoted to lieutenant company commander. Later, he was selected into the Sharp Knife Regiment and repeatedly fought the Germans for the high ground on the battlefield of Verdun, and was known for his resolute execution and ruthless killing.

Don't care about casualties, don't retreat of any kind, don't take in prisoners of war. These are Siddle's three principles.

There was no enemy who could stop him. Every obstacle in front of him has been broken by him in the most direct way.

Chancellor Poincaré learned that Germany was on guard and gave the order to crush the German defenses as much as possible.

And Siddle's understanding was: to annihilate every force that Germany dared to resist.

Facing the dense Franco-Belgian coalition forces, Steve, behind the telescope, had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead. If there's anything called a mantis arm as a car, Steve knows that it's a portrayal of himself. However, the fury of the puppet is bleeding five steps, and a desperate fight may not have a chance of success.

Zhang Chengtian's order was to hold on until the French could not bear the losses and had to retreat. But Steve believes that in addition to this, Zhang Chengtian in the rear will do his best to win the support of the German top brass. This is a kind of trust that can only exist in war, a trust that entrusts everything.

Faced with the SS's preset high ground positions on the outskirts of the Ruhr, Colonel de Gaulle of the French Observer Mission stopped Siddle, who was trying to attack with the 1st French Panzer Division.

"Colonel de Gaulle, what do you mean?" Lieutenant General Siddle, who was dissatisfied with de Gaulle's obstruction, reprimanded with a gloomy face: "Such a high ground can be taken by a regiment of my 1st Panzer Division." Soldiers, please do not hinder our military operations. ”

De Gaulle, who was thoughtful, patiently persuaded Siddle: "General, we believe that the French armored forces have this ability. However, it would not be too extravagant to waste the few elite troops in the country in this wilderness. ”

Siddle was dismissive of de Gaulle's mood of gaining and losing. War is war, if every general is afraid of losses, what kind of war will be fought? I went home and slept big.

Seeing that Siddle was unmoved, de Gaulle left again and changed his angle: "General, even if we want to attack, we should first test the strength of the opponent's defense." Do you think the Belgian 6th Infantry Division should go up and test it first? "De Gaulle's idea now was to do everything he could to conserve the strength of the French army and deal with possible contingencies.

"I don't think I need to," Siddle rejected with disgust at De Gaulle's cleverness. "Chancellor Poincarre has sent a message to our army group that the German government has given up resistance. We are dealing with nothing more than a group of militias that have formed spontaneously. ”

At this point, Siddle's contempt was already evident: "Colonel de Gaulle would not have thought that a group of militia would be a threat to the elite of France." ”

De Gaulle, who had no choice but to give up the argument with Siddle, said, "What the general said makes sense, but I was overthinking." ”

Too lazy to entangle with De Gaulle, who was cautious and timid in his eyes, Siddle patted De Gaulle on the shoulder, "Colonel, I have ordered the whole division to rest." After lunch, our 1st Panzer Division would attack at 2 p.m. sharp. When the time comes, all of you members of the Mission can come and take a look. I assure you, it's going to be a good fight. ”

From then on, de Gaulle could only console himself, hoping that the German militia would be as easy to deal with as Siddle said.

De Gaulle, who returned to the Mission's camp, immediately called his adjutant: "You immediately inform the Allies in Belgium, and say that the joint command has given the order." They must launch a tentative attack on the regimental scale on the German heights ahead before 12 noon. ”

"Colonel, it's not good to go against Lieutenant General Siddle's wishes." The adjutant in the know asked worriedly.

"Just go and inform the Belgians. I'm responsible for what went wrong. De Gaulle gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Compared with the glory of France, I still dare to take this risk." ”

Of course, de Gaulle was not really punished except for offending Siddle. After all, de Gaulle understood that France had never had a precedent for attacking generals who defended the interests of their own army.

As a result, the commanders of the 5th, 6th, and 7th Belgian infantry divisions, who were also in a hurry to pinch soft persimmons, rushed to accept the task. After the compromise, each of the three divisions sent out a regiment to attack the SS position of 5,000 men.

At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, after the First World War, another confrontation between Germany and France unfolded on an unknown high ground. In order to commemorate this battle, German history later gave this highland the nickname "Ruhr Shield", and some people also called it "German Shield"

Carter was a ten-man captain of the SS. Since the SS was still a civilian military organization, there was no military rank system. All positions were divided by Zhang Chengtian into ten chiefs, 100 chiefs, 1000 chiefs, and 10,000 chiefs according to the standards of the ancient East.

Carter didn't care about these positions, though. What he cared about was the next battle, once again for Germany.

Immediately after the start of the fighting, the situation turned in favor of the SS. Discovering the flaws in the chaotic coordination of the Belgian forces, which were not subordinate to each other, Steve immediately seized the opportunity to order a counterattack.

Carter, who was running, immediately skillfully opened fire on the enemy, halfway up the heights, to the Belgian sortie position, and then joined the SS soldiers who were killing from the other direction, and pursued the retreating Belgian army together.

He was originally a veteran of a hundred battles. He once participated in the confrontation with the Tsarist Russian army on the Eastern Front, and also participated in the battle of Verdun, known as the "meat grinder".

Since the outbreak of the First World War, he has lost count of how many enemies he has killed in battle. However, the surrender of the left wing in the country made him put down his gun in humiliation. It is said that none of the people who participated in the armistice negotiations were soldiers, but all shameless politicians hiding in the rear!

He has been waiting for this day to come!

The G98-style old Mauser rifle in his hand shook slightly with each bullet fired. This kind of vibration is so familiar to him, so kind.

Carter jumped into a ballade pit dug by the Belgians, crouched down and shot out a fleeing Belgian soldier, and then quickly crossed the Belgian sortie positions with his comrades, rushed onto the road, and merged into the SS pursuit.

Heavy wheezing did not make him feel tired. On the contrary, this equally familiar feeling was gradually reviving his stiff and numb body.

The power suppressed in every cell was released at this moment. Countless corpses and foxholes around him quickly retreated. Behind him, countless SS soldiers in beautiful black uniforms surged like a black tide.

Those years of rushing out of the trenches with your comrades and attacking the enemy's positions are back!

The backs of those who charged together beside him were so clear! Both in the past and now!

In contrast, the Belgian troops, who were in a hurry to pinch soft persimmons and compete for an attack, were uncoordinated with each other, and retreated one after another. A large number of junior officers brandished pistols in an attempt to stabilize the fleeing soldiers. Unfortunately, the general trend was that the roars of the officers were drowned out by the charging of the SS in the distance.

In less than two hours, the poorly equipped Belgian army turned from a full-scale attack to a full-scale rout. They were pursued by the SS to less than 5 km from the 1st French Panzer Division, and by the time they came to their senses, the units from the 3 Belgian divisions were completely incapacitated. Belgian coalition troops, morale has been greatly reduced!

The Franco-Belgian command, shocked, postponed the French attack for a full 2 hours, which was scheduled for 2 p.m. Siddle, commander of the French 1st Armored Division, immediately ordered the mobilization of his most elite 3 regiments to prepare for the attack on the high ground.

A full 50 Renault FT-17 light tanks are ready to go. An artillery battalion was ordered to coordinate the offensive.

Siddle can't tolerate defeat, and neither can the Franco-Belgian coalition! They wanted to break the newly built morale of the German militia in one fell swoop. Otherwise, there will be no more chances......