Chapter 973: Pale and Powerless

The roar of the explosion resounded unknowingly in my ears, and every second someone fell down. The comrade who was still talking to me just now fell into a pool of blood the next second.

And he himself was thrown to the ground by the shock wave from the shell, and there was no sound in his ears except for the 'buzzing' hissing.

'No one can go back alive. ’ This thought arose in everyone’s mind.

This made them feel fear, but it also aroused another emotion that would only be born in despair, the battle of trapped beasts.

The allied forces, who have no retreat, can only find a chance of life in the inevitable solution by advancing.

This kind of thinking only exists for a second, and it becomes their belief at the moment, because there is no time for them to seriously think about what they should do.

The strong bunkers and trenches became a nightmare for the Allied forces, and the German troops hiding in them easily slaughtered the enemies on the beach like shooting targets.

Yes, that was a massacre. The first attack on Omaha Beach had a 90 percent casualty rate.

Then came the second wave, the third wave...

War reporters shuttled across the battlefield, carefully avoiding the area under attack, and filming the tragic scene on the beach.

A soldier was shot in the waist by a machine gun bullet, his legs stood upright, half of his body was tilted at 45 degrees, and he fell torn, and the viscera in his stomach flowed out...

The dexterous soldiers advanced quickly in a snake-like position, looking so confident.

boom!

A shell fell from the sky hit him, and all that could be seen on the ground was a bunker full of blood, and someone's arms and legs.

The machine gunner lying on the ground wanted to fight back, and the bullets rushed towards him on the beach towards a swift poisonous snake...

Then, he saw the follow-up troops, the front deck of the landing ship was slowly opening.

At the same time, the heavy machine gun that suddenly misfired in the bunker roared again.

ho ho ho ho...

Blood splattered, broken arms flew horizontally, and the soldiers who hadn't stepped out of the landing ship merged together, and they were no longer separated from each other.

A sergeant dragged the shot soldier to safety.

boom!

There was a ringing in his ears, and the soldier in his hand seemed to be much lighter. When he looked back, there was only a broken arm left in his hand.

In the bunker not far away, there is still a pool of what looks like dyed mud smoking green smoke.

The most desperate people on the beach are the military doctors who are desperately trying to save the wounded.

One, even just one, but apart from the arms and legs all over the floor, and the desperate sound of gasping for breath, there is nothing, nothing.

A soldier with a wounded artery was being revived when a bullet pierced his head as medics used forceps to stop the bleeding vessel.

"**,**,**..." The military doctor kept the equipment on the ground, and vented his inner anger with an angry roar.

And this is not the only battlefield. The Allies chose 5 beaches as landing points on D-Day.

Utah Beach and Omaha are covered by the United States, and Gold Beach and Sword Beach are covered by the British and Canadians.

Juno Beach was attacked by young recruits from the Sarop Light Infantry Regiment.

But there is no more tragic beach than Omaha Beach. The Allied forces suffered huge losses here, and it was later described as "Bloody Omaha".

Relying on the advantages of bunkers and trenches, the Allied forces did not gain the upper hand for a while, but the biggest problem was also exposed.

They had no reinforcements, and the Allied forces seemed endless, and even if they could keep fighting, bullets and supplies were limited.

In fact, they guessed right. For this landing, the Allied forces assembled as many as 2.88 million troops, 5,300 warships and 13,700 combat aircraft.

Only the 21st Armored Division located east of Caen can effectively support at this moment.

When the Allied forces launched an attack, Rommel, who was far away at home, ordered the mobilization of the 21st Armored Division to the beach, but was rejected by the high command.

They believed that the Allied forces in Normandy were just a feint attack, and the real target was still Calais, which was the focus of their attention.

The commander-in-chief of Normandy, the battle commander and the top general were all absent, and no one dared to take the risk of violating orders to make a decision.

What's more, they don't have this ability. If Rommel was there, even with the order of the high command, he could still forcibly throw the 21st Armored Division on the beach.

Unfortunately, his judgment was wrong, and the Allies attacked in the most unlikely weather.

It looked like they were going to succeed.

Rommel wanted to report personally to the Führer, but the news he received was that the Führer was sleeping and he was strictly not allowed to be disturbed.

Rommel, who is called by the desert fox, can only smack his mouth helplessly, holding back the swear words that he wants to blurt out.

Relying on the superiority in numbers, the Allied forces pushed forward with the lives of soldiers, and every inch was covered with the blood of countless people.

But they finally saw the hope of victory, right in front of them.

...

On the morning of the 6th, the war was still going on, but the entire Confederate nation was in great joy and celebration.

The Allied forces blew the horn of victory, which is a victory for all mankind. They finally launched a counterattack to France and successfully occupied Normandy.

"The Allied Forces are expanding their advantages, forming a complete large landing field with point coverage, and seizing the bridgehead of the final victory. The righteous Allied Forces will surely win..."

The report deliberately ignored the casualties, so that everyone was immersed in joy.

People need these at this time, and the Allies also need the people to believe that they are fighting for justice and winning the final victory.

13,700 planes flew back and forth between the two sides of the English Channel non-stop, blowing up the armored support of the German army, and destroying the remaining transportation routes to Normandy was their task.

Occupying five beaches is tantamount to good news for the Allies.

But the war has only just begun here, and the next 24 hours are the crucial moment, which also indicates whether they can expand their victories.

The whole of Normandy is dyed red with blood, and if anyone wants to know what a real sea of ​​blood looks like, he should come here to see it.

In the secretary's office of the logistics support department, piles of bad news drifted across the United States through telegrams like snowflakes.

Countless families received sad news from the War Department on this day they wished they had never received.

The war made them lose everything, father, brother, children, husband...

Some families even lost all their males. Their husbands and children died on the battlefield.

Today in the United States, when major cities such as New York fall into carnival, all parts of the United States are immersed in gloomy grief and despair.

The post-war pension institutions are also trying their best to make up for these families, but even the most beautiful language seems so pale and weak.

Nothing can heal a wound so cruel, this damned war.