August 22nd.

Cherbourg.

The Allied Highest Operational Conference Room.

It was a huge room, brightly lit from the ceiling, and in the middle was a huge round table, with a map of all of France hanging on the wall opposite the table, and a senior staff officer holding a command post, starting from Cherbourg, moving all the way until it stopped at a city called Carentan.

"After the capture of Cherbourg, after a month of skirmishing, we have occupied most of the Cotentin Peninsula, but the communication point in the center of the peninsula, Carentham, is still in the hands of the Germans, forming a salient, and the first phase of this operation is our combat mission..."

When the pointed tip of the command stick was pointed at Carentang, the staff officer began to give an update on the situation at the front.

Wipe out the salient occupied by the Germans, and then continue the breakthrough until the complete capture of the Cotentan Peninsula.

At the round table in the conference room, there sat a kind of Allied bigwigs, including Eisenhower, including the old rival of the old fox, the famous army general of the British Empire, Brother Mary, and some military cadres from the United States.

Everyone looked at the map of France hanging on the wall.

On the map, the Cotentin Peninsula resembles a bottle nipple, narrow at the front and wide at the back, while Carentan is in the middle of the dividing line.

On the map, the Cotentan Peninsula is full of icons representing Allied forces, arrows, almost the entire peninsula, and only the bottom part is the German icon, arrows, but this also highlights the importance of the city of Carentan.

This was almost a nail in the coffin that Germany inserted into the Allies.

And it is deeply inserted into the hinterland.

If this nail cannot be removed, the supply line will be threatened by this nail at any time, and there is no way to continue the attack.

"There are fifteen large anti-aircraft towers here, and there are supporting bunker groups around it, large warehouses, twelve divisions are stationed, and some servant army units, with a total strength of more than 200,000 troops, including at least five armored divisions, totaling more than 1,500 tanks, and it is very difficult to storm it."

The staff officer continues to introduce:

"Fortunately, there are no warehouses here, and supplies for the Germans must be transported from the rear."

"So, we first have to cut off the supply lines of Carentan and complete the encirclement, and then concentrate our forces to launch an offensive to annihilate the German forces here and thus occupy Carantan, and then continue the offensive until we completely occupy the Cotentan Peninsula."

All the military bigwigs nodded in unison.

The Battle of Cherbourg made them deeply realize how difficult it is to fight an air defense tower group with a complete defense system.

Although there are only seventeen anti-aircraft towers in Carentham, they are all large anti-aircraft towers, as well as attached fortresses, and more than 1,500 tanks of armored troops.

And once the supplies are cut off and the troops of Carantan are besieged into a lone army, the difficulty of the attack will be reduced several times.

"Considering that there are a large number of German troops stationed in Kutangs, St. Giuldaul, and Bayeux, and at the same time, there will be three army groups, totaling 900,000 troops, to pass here, cutting off the German support route..."

The senior staff officer continued to present the battle plan.

In fact, most of the people here knew about the battle plan, but because of the secrecy, several high-ranking military officials from the United States were still not clear, so the staff officers actually mainly told them to listen.

After all, these people were directly sent by the president, so they should be taken seriously.

Listening to the senior staff officer's introduction to the battle plan and the current battle situation, Brother Meng's Mary suddenly frowned.

Listening to the staff officer's retelling, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Coutances, Saint-Giuld, and Bayeux are all cities at the end of the Cotentin Peninsula, and then through the important town of Caen is the core of France, the Grand Plains of France, but these three cities are not important, in the Siegfeiler Line, these three cities are only marginal nodes.

Far less important than Caen.

That Rommel actually stationed a large number of mobile troops in these three cities, no less than Caen, which is close to the 'warehouse' in the northwestern part of France, and according to intelligence, these four cities are equal in strength.

After fighting the old fox for so long, this fierce brother Mary felt very wrong in her heart.

But when he thought about it, he couldn't think of anything wrong.

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Meanwhile.

Paris.

Inside the combat chamber.

"They will definitely surround and capture Karaentan before they continue the attack."

The old fox smiled and said confidently:

"I have deployed a large number of armored units in Cutangs, San Giulnault, and Bayeuux, and while they are encircling Carentão, they will inevitably send mobile troops to block these three garrisons to support Carentão."

"In this operation, our goal is to annihilate one of these three blocking forces."

The old fox deserves this title.

From the very beginning, he did not think about holding on to Carentham, and after the Battle of Cherbourg, this fox knew very well that it did not make much sense to hold on.

Although the anti-aircraft towers were improved, the Allies also strengthened the means of attacking the fortifications, the anti-aircraft towers were not invincible, they were passively beaten and would one day be breached, and there were no warehouses in Carentan.

The purpose of holding on with the help of strong fortifications is to deplete the living forces of the Allied forces and reduce the consumption of their own forces.

so

As long as the result is the same, the means are really irrelevant.

The Allies thought that the garrisons of Cuddowns, San Giulnault, and Bayeux would support Carentão, but he did the opposite, mobilizing Carantão's mobile forces to support one of the three places and annihilating the Allied blocking forces.

According to intelligence, the strength of the Allied blocking forces in these three places is about 300,000 each.

The 220,000 garrisons of Carentham, including five panzer divisions and more than 2,000 tanks, combined with 150,000 troops and 1,500 tanks stationed in the districts of Coutuns, São Gino and Bayo, can be done.

Annihilating 300,000 Allied troops and abandoning Karangtang is perfectly acceptable.

With superior armor, it would be more advantageous for them to let the Allies occupy the Cotentin Peninsula and enter the battle on the Great Plains of France.

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The next day.

That is, August 23rd.

Midday.

South of Carentão, Perrier region.

The 1st Armored Regiment of the 1st Armored Division of the United States, more than sixty tanks, more than sixty armored vehicles were advancing at high speed towards the rear of the Carentham, the tracks rolling up dirt and dust, forming a long trail in the rear.

"Slow down, spread around."

After racing more than a dozen kilometers all the way, approaching the German-controlled area, the regiment commander ordered the troops to slow down:

"Be vigilant."

At this time, they were already 30 kilometers away from the air defense tower, and the maximum range of the twin 128 high-level dual-purpose guns on the air defense tower exceeded 25 kilometers.

So we can't go on any longer.

In the event of a saturation artillery bombardment by the Germans, not to mention his battalion, even his 1st Panzer Division would not be able to withstand it.

Cherbourg has already had countless troops to prove it.

He had to spread out in all directions, waiting for the air force and navy to suppress the anti-aircraft towers before continuing the attack.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, looking at his watch, waiting for the air force and navy to attack first, suddenly.

"Spot enemy tanks."

A shout rang out in the communication channel:

"To the southeast, more than thirty No. 5 tanks, three kilometers away."

As the most elite armored division in the United States, the 1st Armored Division is not only equipped with the latest M26 Pershing tanks, but also the quality of the soldiers is also the top of the division.

"Meet the enemy!"

The regimental commander did not hesitate at all.

The enemy had only thirty tanks, while he had more than sixty, and although the enemy was all a cutting-edge tank No. 5, his Pershing was not weak, and the ninety-millimeter gun was enough to penetrate the Panther tank at a distance of a kilometer.

He could have wiped out all thirty of them.

Moreover, the soldiers of his 1st Panzer Division were no worse than the elite Germans.

Of course, if he had Sherman in his hand, even if it was a Firefly equipped with a 17-pounder gun, he would have to consider retreating, and after the strengthened Black Panther, no one knew whether the British 17-pounder gun could penetrate the new No. 5 tank.

According to intelligence, the front armor of the new No. 5 tank has been increased by ten millimeters to 90 millimeters, the bevel angle has not changed, and the alloy armor is used, and the defense power has been greatly increased.

Both sides are acting in the same way, coming towards each other at high speed.

I'm going to have a head-on collision.

"Send a report to the division headquarters."

The commander of the 1st Panzer Division naturally also reported to the division headquarters.

When the distance between the two sides was close to 1.5 kilometers, the regiment commander saw a No. 5 tank on the opposite side stop, the barrel raised, and then, boom, the muzzle of the gun burst into flames, and then a Pershing tank next to him exploded.

This is the scene of the destruction of the ammunition depot.

At a distance of more than 1.5 kilometers, the 75-mm gun, which was 70 times the diameter, and the tungsten alloy armor-piercing projectile easily penetrated the main armor of the Pershing front.

Immediately afterwards, nearly ten No. 5 tanks on the opposite side made an emergency stop and then opened fire, but this time, only five Pershing tanks were destroyed, and the remaining shell did not hit.

But even this made the American regiment leader's eyes widen.

"How is that possible!"

One and a half kilometers away, the German Super 75 gun penetrated Pershing, and there was no doubt that this gun itself was armor-piercing, and there were tungsten alloy armor-piercing shells.

But at such a distance, shooting at a tank in high-speed motion, it is possible to maintain such a high hit rate.

This was difficult for the American head of mission to accept.

He is also a veteran tanker and knows how difficult it is to shoot at moving targets at such a distance.

It is absolutely impossible to rely on the skills of tank crew members alone, that is, the fire control of the new No. 5 tank of the Germans has also been greatly improved, which is far more advanced than Pershing under his ass.

He felt something bad.

Armor ability, for a tank, is only one of the important indicators, inaccurate, no matter how thick it is, it is useless.

This battle, I'm afraid...

A shadow cast over him.

"Commander, enemy tanks are starting to circle our flanks."

It wasn't until the deputy commander on the side reminded him that the regiment commander reacted and hurriedly responded.

"So fast!"

In the process of coping, the regiment commander found that the enemy's new No. 5 tank was much faster than his Pershing, which made the shadow in his heart even bigger.

He made a quick decision:

"Request air support."

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"Go to the Perrier area and support the 1st Panzer Division."

Cherbourg, Allied headquarters, a staff officer is giving orders:

"Where did they meet the elite armored units of the Germans, who were in a bitter battle."

Hanging up the phone, Eisenhower on the side asked:

"What's going on?"

"In the process of encircling Carentang, the 1st Panzer Division was attacked by more than 200 new No. 5 tanks of the enemy and fell into a bitter battle."

The staff officer wiped his forehead:

"The performance of the new German tanks is much stronger than expected, especially the fire control system, which has been greatly improved, and the 1st Panzer Division has requested support."

More than 200 cars!

Fire control system upgraded.

Eisenhower frowned, but quickly let go of it.

Intelligence errors, this is a problem, and the fact that there are more than 200 No. 5 tanks in the Perrier area suggests that the Germans may have more No. 5 tanks than expected, but in the overall situation of the war, this is not a big problem.

Today, the Allies still have the absolute advantage.

How strong is the No. 5 tank, one can't deal with it, those two, three, if it really can't be done, add the air force, the Allied air force, still has an absolute advantage on the front line.

It's just a little bit of a bigger loss.

Half an hour later, after the arrival of the attack aircraft taking off from the front-line field airfield, another urgent telegram arrived at the Cherbourg command room.

"General, the attack aircraft groups everywhere were ambushed by German fighters and suffered heavy losses."

"The number of German fighters present on the battlefield is more than two thousand, and at the moment the two sides are fighting fiercely and are unable to support the ground forces."

"What!"

Eisenhower's brow furrowed again, and it was deep, deep.

Although the British mainland had been bombed, it was because the bombers were too high for only jet fighters to intercept, and the Allies lagged behind the Germans in jet fighters, and of course, they were now catching up.

But on the Siegfeiler Line, the Allied air force had always been overwhelmingly superior, and the Germans did not even send reconnaissance planes.

How did you suddenly send two thousand fighters to fight for air supremacy?

He realized that something was wrong, as if the Germans were plotting something.

On the side, the old fox's old rival, the fierce brother Mary, also frowned and fell into deep thought.

At this time, another piece of exciting news came in:

"Carenten's German troops were dispatched, all, they attacked in the direction of Bayeux."

"Caen's army has been dispatched to "

Eisenhower froze for a moment, then abruptly got up and ran to the map spread out on the table, and at this moment, drops of cold sweat were dripping down his forehead. In the end, it left a series of marks on the floor.

Also running with Mammoth Mary was Mammoth brother.

This fierce general of the British Empire finally understood at this time where the bad things in his heart came from.

It's not that there is a problem with the arrangement of the Germans, but that the opponent is the Desert Fox, although this guy is good at defense, but rarely stubborn defense, this person is good at movement and annihilation.

Both generals shouted at the same time:

"They are not trying to hold on to Carentham, but they are intending to annihilate the blocking forces in the Bayeux direction."

Realizing this, the faces of the two generals turned pale.

It is conceivable that the 300,000 troops in the Bayeux direction, while wholeheartedly guarding against the German attack in the Bayeux direction, suddenly encountered the attack of more than 2,000 tanks of the German army in Carenttang in the rear, and I am afraid that they will be shattered in an instant.

Moreover, at this time, the Allied air force was also unable to support in time because of the obstruction of the German air force units, and the rest of the troops were too late.

"It's a big problem."

Eisenhower sat straight down on the ground.

Even if Kalantang is obtained, but with the loss of 300,000 troops, the Allies will not be able to continue the offensive in a short time. Moreover, with the experience of Cherbourg, even if he stormed Carentham, there would be absolutely no losses of 300,000.

"Don't inform the president just yet."

After all, it was the commander of the Allied Western Front, and Eisenhower quickly recovered, mobilizing troops to remedy the situation while informing the General Staff.

It's hard, but it's not going to be irreparable.

Mr. President is not in good health, so don't inform him until the results are out.

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The third day, August 23rd.

Pacific Ocean.

Guam.

"We are already within 500 kilometers of the other side's Guam perimeter."

A staff officer reports to Nimitz.

"Got it."

Nimitz had just nodded when he heard the communications officer shout:

"There's a communication from the other side."

All eyes looked at each other.

"They told us to leave immediately, or else."

The Communications Officer paused.

"Or sink it immediately?"

Nimitz sneered and said directly.

"Yes."

The Communications Officer nodded.

"Keep going."

Nimitz said: "Tighten the vigilance and expel all approaching planes." ”

"Yes."

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Guam.

"They're moving on."

An AWACS aircraft patrolling at an altitude of 8,000 meters 250 kilometers from Guam reported the movements of the Grand Fleet of the United States.

"Launch."

The Guam commander did not hesitate to order.

Following his order, five minutes later, on the Guam position, accompanied by the sudden rise of smoke, a huge missile shot into the sky, leaving a string of white trails in the sky, soaring straight into the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and then flew in the direction of the American Grand Fleet.

Then, every fifteen seconds, a huge missile rose up, and as the missiles rose into the air, when the three hundred missiles were lifted into the air, the sky was covered with white traces.

From the ground in Guam, it looks good.

"Start booting."

At the same time, in the cabin of a bomber flying at an altitude of 12,000 meters, the navigator turned on the missile guidance equipment.

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The Iowa was heading for Guam at high speed.

Inside the bridge.

The radar operator stared at the radar screen tightly, not daring to blink at all.

According to intelligence, there is an early warning aircraft on the other side, equipped with radar, flying at an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters, which can detect the fleet more than 100 kilometers away, and he needs to find this kind of aircraft and then guide the fighter to shoot it down.

But after staring at it without blinking for nearly ten minutes, he didn't find any suspicious traces.

Although the radar equipment of the United States has been improved well thanks to various means, it is still not a little bit worse to detect an early warning aircraft at an altitude of 250 kilometers away and 8,000 meters.

Suddenly, a bright spot appeared on the radar screen, which shocked him, and immediately focused his attention, quickly calculated the speed and distance of this bright spot, and shouted at the same time:

"Enemy aircraft spotted."

But as soon as the words fell, the radar operator was dumbfounded.

"How is this possible!"

He muttered to himself.

He wiped his eyes, looked carefully at the radar screen again, and calculated again, after finding that there were no errors, and again fell into a stupor.

At this point, there are more and more light spots on the screen.

"What's the situation?"

A kind of bigwigs, including Nimitz, came around.

"Enemy."

The radar operator hesitated:

"The speed of the aircraft exceeds the speed of sound, about two and a half times the speed of sound."

Thanks to the American spies who risked their lives and the hundreds of millions of dollars spent by the intelligence department, the performance of the American radar at this time has been improved, and it can detect flying objects of Mach 2.5.

"Two and a half times the speed of sound?"

Nimitz was also stunned, and then suddenly got up, and his tone was solemn:

"Prepare for battle, enemy missiles are coming."

Although there was a lack of intelligence, Nimitz was keenly aware that this must be the enemy's missile, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive and not hesitate at all, and the performance of the missile was so strong, and the flight speed was actually 2.5 seconds.

Sonic!

There was no time to sigh, Nimitz hurriedly commanded the fleet to line up, and fired jamming bombs to turn on the jamming instruments.

The speed of sound is 2.5 times, that is, more than 850 meters per second.

The radar detects the missile at a hundred and fifty kilometers, excluding the calculations of the radar operator and the time wasted by repeated confirmations, at this time the missile is only a hundred kilometers away from the fleet.

There are less than two minutes to go.

After all, it was the elite core fleet of the United States, and with Nimitz's order, a spring chaff jamming bomb was lifted into the air, sprinkling a large piece of chaff in the sky, like clouds.

All radar jammers were also turned on.

There was no time to sigh at the rapid reaction of the American fleet, and looking at the chaff mass in the sky, Nimitz sighed.

The U.S. fleet is indeed outdated, missiles are the future of naval warfare, and when I go back, I have to talk to the president, and we must further strengthen research and development in technology and invest more money and research forces.

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"What's that?"

Thirty kilometers away from the fleet, the observer of a reconnaissance plane suddenly noticed a bright light above his head, which seemed to be a rocket.

At this time, the missile had entered the end and began to drop in altitude, so it was discovered by reconnaissance planes, but the speed was still more than Mach 2, and it was difficult for pilots who were accustomed to the speed of propeller planes to react.

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Half a minute later.

The Grand Fleet of America, inside the bridge of the flagship USS Iowa.

"It's coming!"

A staff officer with a telescope pointed to the distance and shouted.

Everyone looked, in the distance, a shining flame quickly approached, like a meteor.

At this time, the missile was twenty kilometers away from the fleet, with an altitude of 5,000 and a speed of Mach 2.5, and continued to reduce its altitude and speed, after all, it was impossible to maintain the maximum speed at low altitudes.

"Shoot."

The commander of the air defense immediately made a decision and ordered the anti-aircraft guns to start firing.

However, at this time, the air defense system on the American Grand Fleet was shot by needle-propeller aircraft, which could cope with aircraft at a speed of up to 700 kilometers per hour.

And even if it starts to reduce its speed, the missile will fly at a speed of 2,500 kilometers per hour, that is, 700 meters per second, 20 kilometers per second, which is less than 30 seconds.

Before the anti-aircraft guns could adjust their pitch, the first missile was directly into the deck of the CV16 Lexington.

Because it was an armor-piercing warhead, the one-ton high-explosive warhead exploded directly in the power compartment after penetrating the deck and passing through the hangar.

This shot not only destroyed the power compartment of the Lexington, but also detonated the fuel compartment, and the raging fire burst out of the Lexington, and the entire ship began to burn.

It didn't sink, and the watertight warehouse made a meritorious service.

At this moment, the other ships did not have time to rescue Lexington, because the second missile was already close, and the third and fourth were already visible to the naked eye.

On the flagship's radar screen, dozens of bright spots visible to the naked eye swept at two and a half times the speed of sound.

The second.

After passing through a dense area of chaff, he missed the target and plunged headlong into the sea.

The high-density chaff in the sky still has a disturbing effect.

After all, the missiles at this time were only at the technical level of the mid-70s, the radar technology was poor, and the high-density and large-range physical interference of the chaff had some effect even on the missiles of the 21 st century.

The third.

Hit a destroyer, the impact speed of Mach 2, combined with a one-ton armor-piercing warhead, blew this Fletcher-class destroyer to pieces on the spot and sent it to the bottom of the sea, all this.

The fourth hit the bow of the USS Missouri, cutting off part of it directly, leaving a gap, and the blast wave directly pressed the bow into the water, but fortunately, the captain gave the order to fill the water in time to maintain the balance, and the thick armor also blocked most of the shock wave, and the loss was not large, only minor injuries.

The fifth, passing through a dense area of chaff, misses the target again.

The sixth hit a Baltimore-class heavy cruiser, blowing the forward turret away, and the whole ship lost speed and began to capsize, slowly plunging from the bow to the bottom of the sea.

The seventh, by chance, hit the blazing Lexington class again.

"Withdraw."

Nimitz finally panicked:

"Spread out."

Before the war, he speculated countless possibilities, including the defeat of the American Grand Fleet, but in any case, he could not have imagined that the defeat would be so rapid and unimaginable.

He hasn't even seen the enemy yet!

The huge fleet began to turn, and the missiles continued to come in one shot after another, and pierced the fleet at Mach 2.

The anti-aircraft guns were still firing fiercely, and most of the naval personnel were sticking to their posts, and it has to be said that after the Pacific War, the quality of the soldiers of the American fleet was very strong at this time.

But in the face of missiles at twice the speed of sound, the air defense system against propeller aircraft is doomed to be just useless.

The Yankees, adhering to the principle of having a lot of money, have installed a large number of chaff jamming missile launching equipment, each of which has dozens of them, and for this reason a large number of secondary guns have been dismantled, and the ammunition is stored in sufficient quantities, and the chaff in the sky is as dense as snowflakes, and more than one-third of the missiles have been jammed and missed, and they have lost their targets and plunged headlong into the sea.

Coupled with repeated hits on the target, when all 300 missiles are pierced,

The twelve Essex-class ships were all wiped out and sank into the depths of the Pacific Ocean en masse, after all, the straight deck target is large, and the radar reflection area is large, so it is the primary target of attack.

Two of the four Iowa-class ships were also sunk, leaving the flagship Iowa class slightly injured and the USS Missouri badly damaged, with the deck almost close to the waterline.

The four Baltimore cruisers were all silent.

Sixteen Cleveland-class light cruisers, none of which were spared, sank en masse.

Of the twenty-eight Fletcher-class destroyers, only two were lucky enough not to be hit, and the rest were all sunk.

Even one of the ten submarines had one unlucky guy hit by a missile, and the remaining nine were unharmed, and many sailors who fell into the water were rescued afterwards.

"General, they sent a telegram."

Inside the bridge of the Iowa, a staff officer with a bloodstained face said to Nimitz.

A missile exploded at the front end of Iowa, destroying the No. 1 turret, and the three-in-one 406 turret of more than 1,000 tons was directly blown away, and also shattered all the bulletproof glass on the bridge.

"What did they say?"

Nimitz's voice trembled slightly.

They said.

The staff officer also trembled:

"Or?"

Nimitz was silent for a long time.

He looked around, the originally huge American Grand Fleet, at this time there were only two battleships and two destroyers left, and they had not even seen the enemy.

"Reply to them, no need, we surrender."

Nimitz smiled wryly.

On the opposite side of the shore-based air force, the capital ships have not yet participated in the war, and they have all been wiped out, and the technological gap is so big! ····· In an instant, Nimitz seemed to be dozens of years old.

"Ask them for help."

After surrendering, Nimitz also broke the canister and directly pleaded for rescue.

If it is timely, it can save a lot of sailors.

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"Let's go."

After receiving the news of the call for help, Guam, nearly 100 seaplanes set off in unison to begin searching for the surviving sailors.

Although I can't wait to deal with devils.

But after all, he is not a devil, but a human.

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Meanwhile.

Europe.

Cherbourg.

"The 32nd Army in the Bayeux area is already under siege, and the enemy has used more than 4,000 tanks to besiege it, nearly half of which are the new No. 5 tanks. General Patton organized his troops to break through the siege several times, but they were all defeated and his troops suffered heavy losses. ”

The staff officer's tone was like a mournful test:

"Kutangs, reinforcements in the direction of San Giulnault were blocked and could not be supported, and the troops that were originally attacking the Kalantang area were also blocked by German ground forces and anti-aircraft towers and could not support."

"The army aviation was blocked by the German air force, and for the time being, it was unable to support the ground battle in Bayeux."

Hearing these reports, Eisenhower sat directly on the ground, his face pale to paper.

He knows.

Bayeux's 300,000 allies are gone.

I don't know if the Germans did it on purpose, in the Bayeux direction, all of them were American troops.

Cherbourg fought for three and a half months, and the United States lost 500,000 dead troops. Directly again lost 300,000.

Although most of them were captured this time, the Germans would send the captured soldiers to labor camps, work on construction sites, build roads, railways, anti-aircraft towers, and die no differently.

"Report back to Mr. President."

Eisenhower sighed deeply.

I hope Mr. President can hold on.

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