Chapter 469 Incredible Rocket Artillery

On May 27, the fighting between the two sides intensified.

The Germans, under the intelligence of Skynet, had already discovered the evacuation of the British, and the large number of ships on the sea with the undulating waves was beyond their expectations. Although they guessed that the British would not be able to run much, no one wanted to leave an unperfect ending. They are all already surrounded, and they can still be escaped by the enemy, which is definitely a mockery of their own abilities.

The British on the 26th withdrew only more than five thousand people. Looking at the faces of the soldiers who escaped in surprise and screaming, the British felt great pressure when they were encouraged. There are still 400,000 people in Dunkirk, how long will it take to evacuate?

"This time, we are lucky to be able to bring back 30,000 expeditionary troops." This was Ironside's private comment, and despite Churchill's loud appeal, even many Britons did not believe that many miracles could be made. Not to mention the Germans.

At this time, the Germans were only ashamed that the victory in their hands was depreciating, and they would never believe that the British could work a miracle to let the enclosed lambs run away.

With thousands of artillery pieces and tanks, they continue to slaughter the will of the weak on the battlefield, trying to make the lambs scold once again and obediently wait for the Last Supper.

With the roar of artillery, the fighting passion of the Germans, interrupted by the pause of that day, began to ignite again. Tank units continued to advance continuously. It's just that the sense of despair brought to the enemy by the high-speed assault of the tank unit has slowly faded into indifference under the grinding of artillery fire. These days I have seen too much death, and the smoke of gunpowder has turned many soldiers into veterans. The Allied resistance from the last battle became more and more fierce, but on the 27th, the Germans advanced to Graflin, the last target in front of Dunkirk. Behind is the heavily defended Dunkirk bridgehead. The Allied defense was left with only this shell.

"Smash their tortoise shells!" The German artillery continued to roar, and more and more artillery joined the bombardment array, dumping hundreds and thousands of tons of steel and explosives on that narrow area. And what ushered in was a counterattack by the Allies. Artillery and tanks on both sides seemed to be concentrated in the area, destroying each other's targets at which they were targeted. Just like in World War I, no one could suppress anyone with comparable artillery fire.

From the end of World War I, the new king of war must first conquer the skies.

The battle in the air did not stop, and the British took advantage of their geographical advantage to make up for the gap in equipment and continued to entangle with the Luftwaffe.

"Without air supremacy, the superiority of artillery cannot be brought into play!" The Army's disgruntled rhetoric made Goering angry and sent a larger group of fighters. This time, the 300 BF-109E aircraft traded by Shanzhai in a timely manner played a big role. It also made Ge Fat dare to give it a go.

Although the BF-109E that worked with the Germans had a higher rate of climb, dive speed and ceiling, especially the E4 that appeared after the French campaign, the Vanguard Army provided was specially strengthened according to the British aircraft. This is also where the Luftwaffe was able to maintain more superiority over the British in air combat. But it still retains a fatal weakness, that is, the short range. If you fight across the Channel, it's very bad, even from a base in France, the battle time is only 20 minutes.

However, now aircraft operations are not on the other side of the English Channel, but on this side. Belgium officially and unconditionally surrendered today. Their airfield was quickly occupied by the Germans, and the exhausted logistic staff urgently replenished ammunition and fuel and replaced broken parts. They were exhausted by the continuous fighting, but under their commissioning, one plane after another continued to fly back into the sky here, flying to Dunkirk on the northern border between France and Belgium.

After making up for this biggest weakness, the German air superiority was manifested, so that the bombers could safely drop bombs.

"As I said earlier, throwing a bomb on the beach will only blow up the sand!" When boarding the Ju-88, Butz pouted and said, "The bomb we dropped yesterday was just a pile of sand for the British." ”

The effects of yesterday's bombing were quickly transmitted through the agents' on-the-spot observations, and as the copycat company had reminded, on the beach, the bombs were much less powerful, and the soft sand absorbed most of the energy. Moreover, in the face of the Allied anti-aircraft fire and the desperate interception of British fighters, coupled with the obstruction of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield and the poor sight on rainy days, most of the bombs were also dropped into the sea and open places, and the losses to the Allies were not large.

"This time we have something new." Lockell pointed down and smiled.

"It's those beautiful butterflies!" Butz said disapprovingly.

"That's the devil's egg." Lockell said with trepidation, "During the bombing test of the Third Brigade, this thing flew everywhere, and several of it hung on the landing gear, destroying two planes. ”

"Isn't it?" Butz's heart shrank, and he looked at the special boxes that the ground crew was loading.

When the vanguard was first in the army, there were also injuries, and later the method was improved, which made the situation much worse. The Germans were also in trial production, and cooperated with the Vanguard again, and the finished product was named the D-2, a fragmentation bomb weighing 2 kilograms with a lethal radius of "70 yards", or 64 meters.

It is precisely because there are five types of fuzes: shock fuzes, delayed sound fuses, and anti-operation fuzes, that these butterflies flying everywhere are suitable for and slow down the restoration of bombed areas. Such things were troublesome to dismantle even by the vanguard at the beginning, so they were no longer commonly used, and those butterfly bombs that had been accumulated in large quantities were sold to the Germans.

The blackened German bombers in the sky began another round of bombardment amid the screeching of the Stuka, and a large number of demon eggs were dropped. The bombardment was so extensive that the Allies had not anticipated. The size of a bomb crater on the beach of the entire pier is exposed, but there are more brick-red butterflies that just exude the smell of death, and the silence hangs across the sand. The butterflies, which were set up with delayed and counter-operational fuses, were more like mines, touched from time to time by the retreating Allied forces, and the screams and shouts continued.

But the louder noise came from the frontline positions of the confrontation between the two sides.

Towards evening, after the British planes were tired of dealing with another round of German aerial bombers, a roar like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar suddenly came from the battlefield air filled with gunsmoke, and the firelight covered the sunset, and a large amount of smoke rose from the German positions, and the scream crossed the curve and fell into the Allied fortifications.

In an instant, the earth began to tremble, like boiling magma erupting from the ground, and the flames drowned everything on the earth. The muffled sound of the earth reverberated underground to the harbor of Dunkirk, where the squeezed waters of the strait set up higher waves, and the dark brown waters reflected the light of the skyrocketing fire.

In just a few seconds, the instantaneous explosion of 150 Katyusha became the most dazzling moment on the battlefield. Even though the Germans had already deployed thousands of guns, the 150 Katyusha were fired at the same time as 2,400 heavy guns, and they were concentrated in a much more confined space. At that moment, only flames remained in the pupils of the brown or blue eyeballs that looked in a certain direction. Not to mention, the feelings of those who're screaming in it.

After that moment, no one ever crawled out of the hell where the flames were still rising. And the people around them were completely burned by the flames, and they only knew how to howl and run aimlessly. And terror is like a plague, quickly infecting everyone who sees hell coming.

"Incredible, incredible!" Montgomery's face turned pale, and he just kept whispering. The artillery bombardment of the past, no matter how fierce the shell bombardment, can also allow the veteran to find the gap where the shell fell and escape. But under such a dense attack, life and death were decided in those seconds, and it was difficult to escape under the purgatory-like flames in the sky.

In the face of such an almost certain death scenario, how many people can keep their sanity? Why is everyone afraid of the giant cannon, in addition to its indestructibility, and the large killing radius, so that the soldiers around the bullet point can only resign themselves to fate, but the giant also has a range limit, tens of meters, even a hundred meters, and can be avoided even if it is far away. But the engulfment area of this flame is measured in square kilometers, and the soldiers in it cannot escape.

"It's incredible, I originally thought that those people who went to Huaxia were exaggerating, but when I saw this with my own eyes, I felt that the language they described was too pale." Rommel, who was the commander of the armored division at the time, also shook his head slightly and lowered his glasses. With the exception of the last seen curved tank muzzle, all that remained was flames.

If you don't see the explosion of rocket artillery with your own eyes, you can't appreciate how dazzling this splendor of death is, which makes heaven and earth lose color and let the thunder silence it.

Rommel's future rivals, Rommel and Montgomery, uttered the same sigh at this time. In this battle, they were still unpopular supporting characters, but in the original time and space, two years later, in the North African battlefield, they became the protagonists of the stage singing.

The flames were extinguished, and the scorching heat in the air was still filled with the smell of burnt human flesh, and the same charred black color remained on the land, like a demonic curse still buried in the soil.

For more than ten minutes after that, only fear and shock remained on the surrounding battlefield. Even the other artillery seemed to be suppressed by the king, and their voices were much lower. Later, when Soviet Russia used Katyusha for the first time, there were only a dozen cannons, which made the Germans tremble and remember. And at this time, the instant bloom of the 150 Katyusha will make everyone unforgettable for a lifetime.

The Allies reacted quickly, and all kinds of artillery shelled in that direction. Destroy them no matter what, or those abominable flames will scorch the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the Allies. The raindrops of artillery kept falling, and the shelling there was no less intense than the flame just now, but it lacked the brilliance of that second.

After a burst of artillery fire that was enough to ignite the air there, no one thought that anything else could survive the retaliation of the Allies just now, and the battlefield seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. But when a familiar cloud of fire reappeared in the sky, the uneasiness in the hearts of many British and French officers and soldiers that had gradually faded suddenly boiled again.

"Boom!" Another reappearance of hell, as the shadow of the burning and screaming Burning Man staggered and fell from the flames, but the fear of the Allies continued to rise. The brains of all those who saw the flame were burned by the flames for a brief time. The burnt smell of the corpses in the air seemed to pull the screams of the soul.

"Shoot back!" Although the voices of the officers who came to their senses first were still trembling, no one cared about this, and the gates of hell must be sealed.

The Allied artillery re-selected the coordinates and began an even more frantic bombardment. Let the artillery collapse the earth and block the gates of hell that are billowing out of the lava.

And the German artillery is still in color, constantly destroying the exposed artillery positions. The Katyusha had a short range and a large error in attack, so it could not effectively deal with scattered artillery groups, so it could only be handed over to those heavy artillery with a long range. However, the Allies never expected them to be so mobile.

The Vanguard Army's original rocket artillery attack was not observed much in the first place, and even less specific information was known. Naturally, I didn't know that the loading of these Katyusha was very troublesome, and I had to change places with one shot. The rapid transfer allowed them to avoid the bombardment of the Allied artillery, and after adjusting the new coordinate points, another red cloud was accumulated.

And when that familiar flame appeared in the sky, the Anglo-French army collapsed. At the beginning, the tenacious Japanese did not block the attack of rocket artillery three-plate axes, let alone the Anglo-French troops with the shadow of tank assault.

The resistance of the German front suddenly collapsed, and the Germans, who were also frightened by the power of rocket artillery, were also stunned for a moment before remembering the pursuit. The roar of the tank's engine, accompanied by billowing smoke, pursued behind the fleeing Anglo-French troops, constantly crushing over corpses whose abdomen or skulls had been squeezed open.

"It's just incredible! Is there still such a blizzard cannon? We need more of these artillery. Just give me three hundred more doors, and I can destroy everything in front of me!" "I didn't expect that Rundstedt, who knocked on the door of Dunkirk so easily, couldn't help but be shocked by the power of rocket artillery.

When a hundred rocket launchers arrived, he didn't pay much attention. The number of 100 guns was a little less than the nearly 2,000 guns of the attacking Germans. Even if 50 doors were temporarily dispatched later, it was the same. The short range of rocket artillery and the long readiness for re-launch made them vulnerable to damage.

The Germans had already begun to develop rocket artillery for a long time, but later they felt that it did not have much effect, so they never paid attention to it. It was only when the Russians woke them up that they began to pay attention to it. However, now because of the shock of the attack of the vanguard army in China, the Germans have increased their attention a lot. But in the minds of most officers, this rocket artillery is still somewhat non-mainstream.

But Edgar went to China to cooperate. It was only at the repeated request of Hiepol that this rocket artillery had the opportunity to perform. And this performance was beyond everyone's imagination, far more than the shock of the dozen or so cannons in the test.

"There are fifty more gates, but they are placed on the Eastern Front!" Edel said with a smile on his face.

Rundstedt nodded slightly, knowing that the empire had not relaxed its attention to Soviet Russia. Even with that piece of paper, I can't help but have a spark that pops out. As long as the empire quickly resolved the battle, the contradictions-ridden Russians would not have time to react. A small Finland shattered their confidence, and they would only lick their wounds and wait for them to pounce on them before the final victor of the decisive battle between the Empire and England and France was exhausted to pluck the fruits of victory.

Of course, in order to avoid accidents, the imperial army still had heavy military furnishings in Poland and other places to dispel the idea of the remnants of the Soviet Russians.

"Too little!" Rundstedt sighed instead. He knew that this weapon of the empire was imported, bought from copycat companies, and only 200 were bought.

"Our own rocket launchers are coming off the assembly line. At that time, thousands of such rocket launchers will appear in the queue. Edel immediately returned.

"Hmm!" Rundstedt snorted noncommittally. Although the rocket artillery was powerful, the reason why this weapon could cause the collapse of the Anglo-French forces so quickly was because of their fear of the unknown of the new weapon. Such a secret will not be kept for long, and on the battlefield of the future, the effect of rocket artillery will not be so great.

But now, their fiery cloud has been imprinted in the minds of the British and French forces, and their essence has collapsed directly.

There was no reason for the crumbling army, and fear spread faster than the screams of a howl, stirring in front of the fleeing soldiers, breaking through the psychological defenses of every soldier who stood in front of them. Blind obedience prevailed, and the wave of collapse from the front line swept through Dunkirk at once, and everywhere people fled like headless flies, not even the gunfire of the law enforcement team could not stop it.

The Germans rushed forward and attacked through the gaps that had been opened. It has accelerated the spread of this torrent of collapse.

Night began to fall, but the cries and howls drifted all the way to the harbor area. It wasn't long before a larger number of routs poured in, trying to evacuate through the only retreat route. But the crowd trampled on the butterflies resting on the beach, and a series of explosions rang out, and the demon butterflies spread their flaming death wings in the midst of the flesh flying.

"If there is any retreat, the military law will deal with it!" Montgomery shouted, knowing he couldn't hesitate any longer. If this panic is not stopped, the entire army on Dunkirk will collapse today, either jump into the sea or surrender.

The soldiers, who were filled with fear, could not care about his screams, and still blindly followed the retreating torrent to the dock.

Montgomery blushed and waved his hand. Dozens of heavy machine guns beside him opened fire at the same time. The coldness of the barrage and the bloodshed that pierced through life were accompanied by bursts of screams, which woke up the bewildered soldiers.

"Those who dare to retreat, kill!" Hundreds of soldiers shouted in unison, causing the evacuating crowd to froze.

"Soldiers, on that side is the sea, and our hometown is on the other side of the strait. On the other side were the German tanks and artillery, and if we were going home, we had to block the German tanks first. We have hope of going home. We have lost our courage and we will lose hope at the same time! Montgomery shouted waving his arms.

He was not a very qualified orator, but he replaced his speech with golden machine-gun bullets and black military discipline. Re-drove the soldiers into their positions. Even though the red flame of the rocket launcher was more noticeable in the darkness of the night, the muzzle of the machine gun next to it was just as breathtaking. They can only succumb to the present, chasing the honor mark on the epitaph again.

The Allies, who had already understood this weapon, also changed their strategy and expanded the range of artillery counter-bombardment. The range of rocket artillery was limited, and the Allied counter-artillery did not pursue accuracy, but only used more shells to pour, which also made the losses of rocket artillery more and more large. By the time the oversized rocket launchers began to disperse the bombardment, the Allies, who had previously been tested by the eyeballs, were able to adapt to such an attack. The rivers and swamps crisscrossing the country in the dark night made it more difficult for the rushing Germans to attack, and also relieved the British and French forces to stabilize their positions a little.

However, today, the preliminary statistics of the Allied losses have exceeded 70,000, of which more than 20,000 fell under the rocket artillery.

Before nightfall, the firelight still reflected half of the sky. During the day on the 27th, because of the clear weather and the fact that the Luftwaffe was entangled with the British attack, the German bombers successfully controlled the transportation of the Channel. The transport ships kept sinking, and only a thousand people were transported back. And when night falls, all that is left in the sky is the stars and the depths beyond. The British accelerated the evacuation.

Although there are still butterfly wings that touch from time to time and continue to harvest slightly numb life, the retreat continues. The front line, which had been piled up with corpses from the mess, temporarily blocked the German attack, and there were no German planes in the air, only German shells still fell on the beach and in the sea from time to time, reminding the urgency of the war.

But the countless ships of all sizes that emerge from the sea still highlight the tenacious maritime spirit of the British.

"The ocean is ours!" The golden-bearded man who had returned again said proudly. But before he could finish his words, he shouted:

"Submarines! Submarines of the Germans! ”