My Third Empire

Six Hundred and Sixty-Seven Germans Live Forever

In the evening, the Americans finally stopped their offensive. The land was full of burning tanks and rubble that had been razed to the ground. The German soldiers held their weapons and looked at the slowly falling red sun in the desert, and they felt more like the ancients in the desert, the solitary smoke, the long river and the sunset.

No one can remember how many bases the ammunition has been shot out. Everyone only knows that there are people who keep sending the ammunition dropped by air to various front lines. One of the most valuable assets of paratroopers.

Boroll stared at the road extending to the sky in front of his position, and for a moment didn't know what to say. His troops lost a full 190 people in the ten-hour battle. The battalion replaced their battalion, and they might have lost more than half of their troops in the afternoon.

Most of the less than 300 soldiers have already fallen asleep due to fatigue. After a long period of fierce fighting, they have exhausted a lot of physical strength. Now their original battlefield has been handed over to another paratrooper battalion, but when they are with them In comparison, the new battalion was in a worse situation.

The paratrooper tank responsible for supporting Bollor was destroyed by the shelling of the U.S. Army at three o'clock in the afternoon. The recoilless guns have come to deal with American tanks, and what's more pitiful is that the shells of the 75mm field guns brought are basically exhausted.

Suddenly Boller saw a barrel truck driving an American jeep along the road, and he subconsciously removed the MP-44 assault rifle from his shoulder. Picked off from a veteran. I heard that this veteran killed at least 20 American soldiers in the morning, and even kicked a grenade thrown by the Americans with his feet.

"What do you mean? Americans, come here with a white flag?" Boroll stood on the side of the road in doubt, and asked the German staff officer in the barrel cart parked next to him: "Have the Americans surrendered?"

"I also want to tell you that the Americans surrendered, but in fact they didn't come to surrender, they just came to persuade us to surrender to them." The staff officer smiled embarrassedly: "These Americans said that if we Surrender, you can get the highest treatment, he said their General Patton said that we are all warriors and should be respected."

"I thought Americans couldn't speak human language..." Boroll put the assault rifle in his hand on his shoulder again, then smiled wryly and pointed to the two Americans with white handkerchiefs in their hands. Officer, asked the staff officer of the division: "What did the division commander say? And General Student..."

"I don't know, I just sent them here. These people came a bit late. The sentry didn't see that they were holding the white flag. They almost shot and killed both of them. They were captured after they were lucky enough not to be shot. In order to send me to the division headquarters." The staff officer pointed to the two American officers,

Some contemptuously introduced the situation. The strong on the battlefield will only worship the strong. As for those who cannot defeat their opponents, usually no one will pay too much attention to them.

"General Student!" Ignoring the vulgar officers of the lower ranks, the U.S. military officer introduced himself after seeing Student, and then began to talk about the purpose of his visit this time: "Your army has been Surrounded, we have an army of 100,000 and thousands of tanks, which is not a force that your light infantry can contend with. General Patton appreciates your commanding skills very much. If you are willing to surrender, General Patton will personally arrange for you to go to the United States. To be the Commander-in-Chief of the United States Paratroopers."

Student suffered some minor injuries during the US bombardment in the afternoon. His arm was still bandaged. A shrapnel pierced his arm. Fortunately, no blood vessels and bones were injured, so he was simply bandaged After a while, General Student also inspected some areas of the defense line to stabilize the morale of the army.

He looked at the well-dressed US military officer, and squeezed out a tired smile. Compared with the cleanliness of the other party, although the general's uniform on his body was of higher rank, it was covered with dust, and there were still some spots. Blood splattered from his arms. However, his hoarse tone was still firm: "I have no interest in going to the United States to develop airborne troops, so please go back and tell Patton that Student would rather die in Damanhur than betray himself." motherland."

"Your Excellency, General Patton, please seriously consider General Patton's suggestion. After all, you are not alone. There are also many German soldiers here. There is no need for them to die here. If you surrender, you can get superior treatment, and so can your men. Why don’t you think about it carefully?” The American officer who came to persuade him to surrender was in a hurry, he looked at Student’s blood-stained military uniform, and wondered why the other party refused to agree to such a superior persuading condition: "You can keep your own guns and staff guards, even your soldiers as long as they surrender their weapons, you can keep all your personal belongings, and you even have the right to write letters to your family."

Student stretched out his intact arm, interrupted the other party's pleading, and said, "I don't know what you Americans think, but we Germans have the pride and persistence of our Germans."

He looked at the U.S. military officer, then smiled before continuing: "In Germany, there is a small town. During the last World War, this small town supplemented the front-line troops three times. Among the last 30,000 young people , There are very few who can return to the town. The Fuehrer once told me about this town. He said that there is a stone tablet in the town. die, and Germany remains forever'."

In front of the shocked expression of the U.S. military officer, Student stood up, walked to the door, then turned his head slightly, and finally said to the U.S. military officer: "The next time we meet, either I accept your surrender , or you stepped on my dead body, it's that simple."

Soon the American officers who persuaded them to surrender left Damanhur. What he took away was the news that Student and the remaining 20,000 German paratroopers refused to surrender. The officer has a dinner. However, the Americans are generous. An hour after the US military officer left, 50 155mm howitzers bombarded the German positions. At 8:00, the entire Damanhur was in flames, and the German army was accompanied by the rumble of guns. Had a rough night.

However, as the sound of artillery spread on the German paratrooper positions, there was another exciting news, that is, Student rejected the Americans' persuasion to surrender and uttered that inspiring slogan.

"Even if we all die in battle, Germany will still exist forever!" When Boroll shouted to his subordinates what Student said to the US military officer, all the German paratroopers cheered loudly. He raised his arms and proved his will with the hottest cheers.

"Let Patton go to hell!" A German machine gunner was carrying a mg42 machine gun and was full of foul language with a cigarette in his mouth. In the news just received, Boroll's battalion will draw out a company of soldiers to go to the front line to strengthen the fortifications, and to meet the possible American tank attack at dawn.

There are no more heavy weapons to support, so in the end, the gaps on the front line can only be filled with soldiers. War is not just a matter of words. Most of the time, we must rely on real strength to finally solve the problem. In the end, who is the boss must look at the planes, cannons and tanks to speak.

Things were similar to what everyone thought. At dawn, the Americans launched a new round of offensive. The fighting was more intense than in the afternoon of the first day. An attack was launched against the German paratroopers.

The number of casualties on both sides has risen rapidly. The Americans have dropped a full 5,500 corpses in a short period of time, and the Germans have paid a heavy price for 3,100 casualties because they used their flesh and blood to fight the tanks. The outer positions around Damanhur were all occupied by the US Army, but the German paratroopers in the city relied on the terrain and used brutal street fighting to consume the little time left by the Americans.

The battle reached the most brutal stage. The two sides fought over and over again, one ruin after another. A train station on the south side of the city changed hands 13 times in a row. The German paratroopers took it back again. The corpses of soldiers from both sides were strewn all over the position, and no one had time to deal with these dead people for a while.

"Report to the general!" A staff officer walked into the command vehicle where Patton was, and handed out a document to Patton with an ugly face: "General Montgomery confirmed that three German divisions have crossed the Alexandria line of defense and appeared at the Not far from here. Rommel's troops have cleared the battlefield and are approaching our army's rear guard..."

His words were undoubtedly like a death knell, echoing desolately in Patton's ears. It became more and more difficult to implement the plan to eat up the German paratroopers. Obviously, if the fight continues around Damanhur, the 8th Armored Division and other elite troops can Not being able to escape has become a problem. But even if he is determined to leave now, another fatal question lies in front of him: Is Montgomery's Ninth Army really going to give up so easily?

Thinking of this, Barton stood up a little shaky, and repeated a sentence that no one could hear clearly: "Germany will last forever? What about America?"

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This scene once appeared in the real World War II. The protagonist is an American paratrooper. Although the plot is the same, it represents the courage of the two nations! Salute to all the fighters who dare to face the strong enemy!

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