My Third Empire

One Thousand and Thirty Four Why Are You Here

readx(); "These stupid Germans! Do they think they are made of iron?" An Italian commander put down the telescope in his hand, then knocked on the 75mm caliber anti-aircraft gun next to him, and pointed over there The German paratroopers who were launching an attack ordered: "Aim in that direction and fire to suppress them!"

"Of order! Sir!" The Italian artilleryman nodded, and aimed his artillery at the attacking German paratroopers. He shook the handle to aim the artillery, and then the loaders pulled out a shell from the steel and concrete shell storage compartment and loaded it into the barrel.

"Fire!" With an order, the Italian soldiers, who clearly had an advantage in heavy weapons, fired the artillery in their hands. Facts have proved that not all Italian defense projects cut corners, at least when the airport was built, it was carefully designed and built by the Italians.

The shell hit the crowd attacked by the German paratroopers, causing several paratroopers to fall in a pool of blood at once, and the impact was suppressed by the explosion. The Italian firepower, which had found a substitute shooter, began to roar again after a short ceasefire. The situation for the German paratroopers was even more difficult.

Boror's own soldiers were suppressed by the enemy's bullets and artillery shells, unable to lift their heads, and were distraught. But apart from launching an attack as soon as possible and breaking through the Italian position, he really has no good way. In fact, retreat is also an option, but unfortunately this option has long been deleted from the dictionary of German paratroopers.

"Have you contacted the 2nd Battalion on the west side of the airport? How's the situation there?" Above Boroll's head, a row of enemy troops had been blasted with bomb craters. Everyone had to lower their bodies as much as possible to avoid the enemy's firepower.

"Sir! They were also suppressed by the Italian firepower. We didn't consider that there would be such a stubborn Italian counterattack." The commander of the 1st company who followed Boroll said with a wry smile: "They occupied the high ground. With heavy firepower, don’t we have any preparatory plans?”

"Of course there is a preparatory plan!" At the same time, far away from the place where Boroll and the others fought, General Huot, with his hands behind his back, smiled and said to his subordinates in a frontline headquarters that had just been set up: "The main reason for not carrying heavy firepower is because our heavy firepower can rush to the battlefield at any time!"

"You mean, our support firepower has already arrived on the battlefield?" An officer was puzzled at first by his superior, and then he suddenly realized something, and began to smirk all over his face: "There are really those Italian bastards take it."

Just when the 1st company commander asked Boroll if he had any preparatory plans, two Stuka bombers swooped down from Boroll's head. The shrill sound of the fuselage rubbing against the air due to irregularities, accompanied by the sound of the whistle, immediately made the entire German paratroopers feel happy.

This is simply the most beautiful music in the world,

Because it is a great paean to saving their lives. When a bomb dropped from the belly of the Stuka bomber accurately hit the concrete permanent fortification of an anti-aircraft artillery position, all the German paratroopers cheered, because the wind blown by the huge explosion was It's so refreshing, so refreshing that it blows away the gunshots of all resisters.

Before the Italian defenders pointed the anti-aircraft guns that had been leveled and fired again at the sky, the sudden German bomber unit entered the battle. The two Stukas were just the vanguard of the front station. At this time, the two Stukas behind them , At least ten Stuka dive bombers whizzed down from the clouds, aiming their terrifying noses at their targets.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" The Italian officer, who was still proud and arrogant just now, was already in a hurry. He wanted to go into battle himself and aim the 75mm anti-aircraft gun at the raging German planes in the sky. He pushed away the man who was shaking the handle, and shook the handle desperately, pointing the muzzle of the cannon at the German plane that dropped bombs in the sky.

The surrounding positions of the entire airport have been blasted into a sea of ​​flames by these Stuka bombers. The Italian defenders, who had been firmly in the upper hand just now, have now been disintegrated and chaotic under this devastating attack. The so-called resistance has also become a complete joke. Now they don't even talk about stopping those paratroopers who are like wolves and tigers, they don't even have the ability to escape the guns.

"Aim! Aim at that plane! Shoot it down, and everyone will be rewarded with 1,000...no! 3,000!" The officer shook the adjustment handle of the cannon while loudly encouraging his subordinates around him. After hearing this large sum of money, these soldiers worked extraordinarily hard, and quickly aimed their artillery at a German aircraft in the distance.

It's a pity that they don't have the back of their heads. Two German Stuka bombers have already aimed their dive routes at this permanent anti-aircraft artillery position. They roared and began to dive, and then aimed the 20mm cannons on the wings at these unaware prey.

"Thug! Chug!" The German pilots had not been ordered not to attack the Italians. Instead, they carried bombs, loaded with ammunition, and were ordered to destroy all resistance. So they pulled the trigger without hesitation, and threw the dense bullets at the enemy under their sights.

Before the Italian defenders on the anti-aircraft artillery position could react, they were already surrounded by a hail of bullets, splashing sparks everywhere, and the dense machine guns smashed everything that prevented them from running rampant, including the anti-aircraft gun. And the Italians around the anti-aircraft guns.

It only took a moment, and the place became full of blood and flesh. The shell smashed the fragile human body into pieces, and blood and minced meat were sprayed everywhere. The Italian officer sitting on the artillery felt that his body was hit by a huge force like a hammer, and opened his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, his intestines gushed out of his stomach.

He opened his mouth to shout, but found that blood blocked his throat; he tried to move his body away from the cannon, but found that one of his legs was only a few meters away; his mind was full of Regret, regret that I should not have come to such an unlucky place and performed such an unlucky task. Then he didn't know anything, because his eyes were dark, and then he lost all consciousness.

When the Luftwaffe appeared, the German paratroopers knew that their helpers were here today, and these helpers could definitely suppress all opponents, because at least they hadn't seen the scene of the Luftwaffe being beaten by opponents in the sky. Indeed, these bombers quickly destroyed the Italian defenses and drove the recalcitrant Italians out of their fortifications.

Borol led the troops to attack forward, and the process was extremely smooth. The Italians seemed to realize the importance of their lives amidst the indiscriminate bombardment. They surrendered in groups and put down their hands in the face of the German paratroopers. in the weapon. Although they still have an advantage in numbers, their will to resist has been completely destroyed by the roaring Stuka.

Just like the Dutch and Belgian armies almost two years ago, they have never seen this three-dimensional attack tactics originated from Germany. Today they finally experienced the authentic German air-ground blitz, and their performance was no better than that of other countries' armies.

In the past, when they were allies with the Germans, they only thought that the other party was a cold and reliable ally; now when they are hostile to each other, the Italians finally understand how terrible their ally is when they are enemies.

After shooting down an Italian defender who refused to put down his weapon, Boroll rushed into the command post of the Italian airport with his men. The Italian officers inside were very well dressed, as if they were a group of gentlemen In general, he handed some documents in his hand to Boroll: "Sir, we surrender on behalf of all the soldiers here. This is the list of aircraft in stock, and the list of military personnel... I hope you will stop shooting and killing people... ..."

Borol took the documents in the hands of these officers, then nodded and said to the officers who surrendered: "Now this place is taken over by the Third Reich Wehrmacht, I hope everyone will cooperate!" When he spoke, he used It's German, and he doesn't care whether these Italians understand his sentences or not. Because he knew that the other party only needed to understand one thing - that is not to disobey the rifle in his hand.

The Italians were all cooperative, except for one. The Italian smiled wryly and drew out his pistol. Under the eyes of everyone, under the muzzle of countless guns, he smashed his head with the gun. No one knew what he was thinking, because it all happened too fast.

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Just when the whole of Italy was in chaos, in a small port across the sea from Sicily in southern Italy, an Italian transport ship was docked at the pier. There were a group of Italian officers waiting here, as well as Several men in German Wehrmacht uniforms were waiting on the pier, with their hands behind their backs, waiting for the transport ship to stop.

The hanging ladder was lowered, and a soldier in a cloak walked down from the transport ship under the escort of the guards. The leading Italian general walked over, and finally under the hood of the cloak, the appearance of the visitor, he Surprised Fang, it took a long time before he asked himself in surprise, "Why are you here?"

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Continue to make updates today, Long Ling has been crazily coding and paying off debts these days, he is really exhausted... Well, dare to ask for a monthly pass! ! !

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