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In the photo, Renn didn't smile, but had a cold face. He was carrying an assault rifle, and the black tank soldier uniform on his body looked a little messy, and there were oil stains and dust in some places.

But his eyes were cold and resolute, and seemed to be emitting his cold and arrogant light all the time. Under the large cap unique to German SS officers, the funny little freckles on his face because of his sharp eyes are not childish at all. He just stood there, as cold as a sword.

The Iron Cross under his neck made him look distinguished and respected. He was wearing a tactical vest that was slightly newer than the military uniform but looked a bit sloppy, with magazines on it. A pair of military boots are old and haven't been taken care of for a long time - he is no different from an ordinary soldier, but no matter who takes a look at it, he knows that this must be a man with a story.

Alice next to Ren left a completely different image to this moment. She smiled shyly and looked so gentle, as if she was a lady from a big family, exuding the unique charm of women. .

In the photo, she was much thinner than when she first arrived, but her face was more perfect because of it. She was a little less playful and cute, but a little more sexy and charming. Like many seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, she is full of youthful breath all the time.

The military uniform that looked sloppy on Ren's body looked clean and tidy on Alice's body. She smiled cleanly, her big eyes narrowed into beautiful crescent moons, and her fair skin was set off by the black SS military uniform. , the slender legs look even more slender because of the military uniform pants.

The two of them stood just a punch away, but the whole photo exuded a strong discordant atmosphere, as if the cold winter was on the right side of Ren's standing, and everything was on the left side of Alice's standing The spring of recovery. The aura exuded by the two is so out of tune, it makes people laugh.

But if you look at this photo carefully, there is such a trace of connection between the two people. Under the incompatibility of the whole photo, there is an inexplicable sense of unity—Ren is no longer cold, but Alice also looked a little more resolute.

The young photographer who struck up a conversation didn't know that he had unknowingly created a legend, so he just shouted loudly to Ryan and Alice: "Okay! I've taken the picture!"

Ryan relaxed in an instant, and turned back to continue looking at the French behemoth, while Alice felt a little resentful. She felt that her performance just now was not perfect, and she should get closer to Ryan, and the effect of the photo might be better.

However, Alice quickly recovered her mood, walked to Renn's side with her hands behind her back and smiled, and accompanied her commander to look at the French train gun in front of her. I have to say that this is indeed a huge guy, at least in front of it, human beings seem much smaller.

"Hey, Ren, why did the French have so many advanced weapons, but they were defeated by us?" Alice suddenly looked at the train gun and asked.

"Because from beginning to end,

It is we humans who control the weapons. It is not only the quality of weapons that determines the outcome of a battle, but also the role of people. Ren looked at the train gun, but answered Alice's question formally: "We are ruthless, quick in action, and determined to move forward, so we won the war." "

The key to determining the outcome is weapon technology, and it is also the person who has mastered weapon technology. It is not easy to explain how important the role of people is, but an example can be given to show that people are enough to change something in war.

The same air force, the same backward fighter jets, the Yugoslav pilots dared to sacrifice to take off against the powerful US Air Force, but Iraq only dared to bury its fighter jets in the sand - the same failure, some losers were eagles, and Some losers are just ostriches.

The nouveau riche Japan relied on cunning and fierceness, and the magnificent China, which used its strengths to avoid short-sighted attacks, has sunk for more than half a century; the volunteer army with backward weapons relied on perseverance and bravery, and the world's number one power, which is not afraid of hardships and dangers, dared not take a step beyond the thunder pool-so it has led the army since ancient times Those who are not envious of bright armor, but love the teacher of tigers and wolves.

Of course, Renn is not completely right. With the development and progress of human technology, the gap in weapons has become more and more irreparable-you can still fight the me-262 with many faults while driving a p-51 fighter jet I tried my best, but I couldn't deal with opponents at the level of f-15 anyway.

"But, Ren. A person who is ruthless is not a good quality. It will make you miss a lot of good memories, and it will also make you lose yourself and the virtue of kindness." Alice continued: "I think It's not very good."

"I admit it." Ren nodded: "But in this place, in this war environment, ruthlessness can make you live longer - I don't want to die, so I have to live ruthlessly. "

"You're right." Alice nodded, and the question seemed to be more to convince herself, so she easily agreed with Ren's words: "I don't want to die, I want to live with everyone ! Bowman, Andre, damn Bruce... and you!"

"I will lead you to live!" Ren nodded firmly: "Maybe in a few days, we will enter Paris and the war will be over."

"Under the Eiffel Tower, let's take another photo as a souvenir!" Alice said longingly, "I want to buy French perfume and drink the red wine there!"

"It's really a lot. Your salary is not enough to buy socks." Ren laughed. Embarrassed, Alice started chasing Ren, and Ren climbed onto the French railway cannon in two steps, stood on a row of iron plates like scaffolding above the railway cannon, and laughed loudly at Alice below.

Since the background of the era is war, the peaceful scenery will naturally not be the main theme. Just when Ren and Alice were bathed in the short-term peaceful sunshine, soldiers from both sides were doing their best on the outer defensive positions of Dunkirk. A fierce fight between you and me is going on.

Frederick frowned and looked at the opposite British army position with the scissor periscope, which was being covered by fierce artillery fire. Black plumes of smoke rose into the sky, one after another, and the Friedrich rockets weaved a dense fire net over the heads of the British on the opposite side.

This time the British army really had no way to retreat, and finally let the German soldiers see their true tenacity. The battle had lasted for an entire hour, and despite knowing that the British soldiers had suffered heavy losses, the German army still hadn't received any news that the British troops were about to surrender.

The German Air Force demonstrated the corresponding strength of their air supremacy. Thousands of planes bombed Dunkirk in turn every day. The Stuka bombers came like locusts, and then swooped down in turn, throwing bombs into the crowd of the British and French coalition forces. inside.

They were looking for their targets in the air—these targets were not camouflaged by anti-aircraft defense, and they were piled up in groups on both sides of the road and on the outskirts of the city, including weapons and equipment, densely packed military camps, and field hospitals. Stuka easily finds these high-value targets, and then drops bombs to destroy everything.

Above the sky, the invincible German FW-190D fighter jets hovered below the clouds like vultures. They covered the Stuka bombing above the heads of the Allies as if they were uninhabited, and swooped down from time to time, using the 30mm on the nose Machine guns and 13mm machine guns fired at the ground, knocking down an infantry company of coalition soldiers in one go.

There are burning tanks and trucks everywhere after being hit, houses are damaged and collapsed, and soldiers collapsed because of fatigue. Looking up, there are abandoned cannons everywhere due to lack of shells, and there are also abandoned guns due to lack of fuel. Side tanks and armored vehicles.

The terrified Union soldiers huddled together, awaiting the promised retreat from their commanders. As early as two days ago, they were told that they would board a ship in Dunkirk and leave this hell on earth. Unfortunately, until now, only a small number of ships have come to rescue them.

"Mobilize heavy artillery, bombard Highland B, and destroy the British firepower there. Afterwards, the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment will be deployed to attack here and control the commanding heights." Frederick withdrew his gaze and pointed at the staff officer on the map on one side. : "The British army has sufficient ammunition. We must be prepared for repeated battles in this battle."

"Colonel, this is the death list of our army in the morning. The 4 companies that went into the attack lost 72 officers and soldiers. A No. 3 assault gun was destroyed because it hit an anti-tank mine. The deputy battalion commander of the 1st regiment and 2nd battalion was shot by stray bullets hit, and is still being rescued."

"Continue shelling! Send a telegram to General Manstein, saying that our army has suffered heavy losses, and we should apply for retreat and rest, and let the 40th Division come to fill the gaps in the defense line." Frederick began to feel sorry for his soldiers, and said: "Ask the liaison officer of the Air Force to fight for more. It is best to have the cover of the aircraft for the attack later."

While speaking, another round of shelling hammered on the battlefield of the British defenders, and the dull explosion sound came from afar, and the soil was carried into the air by the huge and tragic explosion. The German 150mm heavy artillery fired. Unlike the dense rocket launchers, the German artillery fired more accurately.

"Attack! Start!" Not far away, a German battalion commander who received the order ordered loudly. In the simple trenches, German soldiers stood up one after another. They sorted out their ammunition, left their luggage and supplies in the trenches, and then jumped out with an order.

The g42 machine gun next to it began to roar violently, and the tracer bullets flew towards the British army's position with light. The soldiers bent over and rushed to their targets, and another round of German attack began!

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