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Third Reich:Iron blooded imperial

When the huge fleet cuts through the tranquility of the Atlantic Ocean, when the roaring Panther tanks spread all over French soil, when the long-range bomber swarm that covers the sky appears in the sky of Moscow. "The German Iron Crusader flag will fly forever on the continent!" Lyon makes a promise to the people……

Poo_Koo_007 · 軍事
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Win

  "Good fellow, now we have to strengthen this defense line to block their counter-charge later!" The battalion commander of Leon said happily to Leon.

  "No, battalion commander, we have to move, this line of defense cannot be defended." Leon frowned. "Man, just us can't fight sports wars. We do not have flanking forces and can easily be surrounded. The most important thing to do is to consolidate the position with the heavy machine guns they left, I have already informed the regiment headquarters, they will come soon. The battalion commander heard that Leon dared to rebel against his orders in public, and his face was a little unbearable.

  "I'm sorry sir, I can't follow your orders!" Leon stubbornly said.

  "You think you're pretty good at breaking through your defenses? Maybe it's just luck? Execute the command! "The battalion commander was outraged.

  "Then you can defend your position here, I am glad that I am not on the battlefield now, otherwise everyone here will be killed by you!" After speaking, Leon turned around and left the position he had taken with his troops.

"Self-righteous bastard, get out!" The battalion commander roared behind his back, and all that answered him was a sneer.

  "Company commander, do we really have to act alone? Will we be punished after the exercise? "The soldiers were clearly worried.

  "Maybe, but we have only a dead end to stay there." I guess that in that direction the enemy has at least three companies or so in reserve, plus the retreating troops, there are at least five companies of troops in the front, and the terrain is high and low for us, and with our two companies, it is impossible to defend the main force to support them. "Leon also seemed helpless, most of the current German officers still think about positional warfare in World War I, and do not find that the pattern of war has quietly changed." We had to speed up and had to get to the north exercise boundary before the sun went down. "

  Lyon had already looked at the map before departure, and there was a woodland on the northern border of the exercise area, which was behind the first line of defense of the defenders. The woodland is vast and extends beyond the second line of defense to the rear of the entire theater of operations. Since the first line of defense under the woods was not breached, it was on the border and woodland, and the troops out of the border would be judged dead, so there was no way to deploy troops on a large scale, from which Lyon concluded that the defense there was very weak and even undefended.

  The sun was slowly setting in the west, and Lyon's troops hurried to finally reach the edge of the woodland before dark. Leon watched the sky slowly darken, so he ordered to rest and eat dinner in place, and then waited until it was dark to enter the woodland.

  Darkness slowly covered the earth over time, and Leon saw that it was almost there, and led his troops into the woods.

  "Hey, inform down, everyone pay attention to their steps, get close to the second line of defense here, be careful not to be overheard." Leon lowered his voice and said to the platoon commanders behind.

  "Understood, sir." Slowly, the second line of defense appeared in front of the soldiers, the soldiers in the trenches fell asleep with their guns, the first line of defense in this direction was not broken, and as a reserve, they did not need to be nervous.

  When a soldier beside Leon saw it, he pulled the bolt and raised the gun to shoot, but seeing this, Leon quickly pressed down his muzzle and said to him and everyone: "Don't fire, our target is not them." After speaking, he led the troops and continued to touch the rear of the battlefield.

  Soon the end of the woodland arrived, and Leon stopped and ordered: "The three platoons take turns to send people to guard, the others hurry up and rest, tomorrow there is a tough battle to be fought." As soon as the soldiers heard that they could finally rest, they fell to the ground one by one tiredly, and a day's battle and marching made the soldiers with the best physical strength panting, and the night slowly fell silent again.

  The sun rose as scheduled the next day.

  After a night's sleep, the troops were now in good shape, and after breakfast, Leon called the three platoon commanders to him and began to assign tasks: "Guys, spread out all your troops and fan search from north to south, our target is the headquarters of the 3rd regiment!" That's right, Leon never thought of fighting offensive and defensive battles with the Seventh Regiment from the beginning, and the 27th Regiment, which lacked heavy firepower, could not achieve much success in the attack, so Leon took a fancy to this forest at a glance, and he planned to enter the forest area immediately north after breaking the first line of defense, using the cover of the forest area to touch the rear of the entire war zone, and then calmly looking for the command hub of the defender. Since Lyon bypassed the second line of defense, no one had a chance to spot Lyon's group.

  "Oh, company commander, you are too cunning, but we like it, haha!" The platoon commanders under him looked very excited one by one after learning about the plan, after all, "kicking the ass of three balls of bastards" was everyone's goal before departure.

  The troops quickly unfolded at Lyon's request, slowly fanning out for nearby houses. Two hours later, the blade squad in front of the entire unit came back to Lyon to report that a small village had been found two kilometers ahead and that an enemy force had been found, and Leon excitedly ordered everyone to prepare for battle.

  Lieutenant Colonel John, the commander of the third regiment, was sitting happily in his headquarters at this time, and the reason why he was happy was because he was about to win. He and Gust were comrades-in-arms and half-lifelong friends. The two always compare with each other, when they are still soldiers, they are more capable of marksmanship than physical strength, and after becoming officers, they are more powerful than who leads the troops. But for various reasons, the two forces never really competed. This was his first exercise with Gust, and although his troops were severely beaten by Gust for finding loopholes at first, and even a battalion broke through the defensive line, he finally had the last laugh.

  John looked at the map in front of him with a smile on his face, where the last unit of Gust's 27th Regiment was surrounded by himself on a hill no more than 5 kilometers wide, and in two hours at most, he would win. Thinking of this, John burst out laughing happily again.

  "Commander! Head! We were attacked by a unit from nowhere! Damn, they sneaked up on our guard company that we had placed outside the village! One of John's staff officers ran into the command room in a panic.

  "What? Are you kidding? How could it be that we didn't even lose the first line of defense? John smiled half and didn't close his mouth, thinking that his subordinate was joking with him.

  But the gunshots that could already be heard outside reminded John that this wasn't a damn April Fool's joke.

  "Commander! They have broken through the defense line of the guard company and are about to enter the village! Another person hurriedly ran into the command room.

  "How is it so fast?! The guards even ate dry food?! John was furious that the imminent victory had left him.

  "I said they were sneak attackers, but in fact, the guard company thought it was their own at first..." said weakly the staff officer who ran in first.

  Hearing this, John sat back in his chair weakly.

  "Bang bang" "Dada-da-bang" There was a burst of gunfire in the courtyard outside the temporary headquarters, and then it quickly stopped.

  A young officer led a group of soldiers to push open the door of the command room, looked at the group of people present, and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, is your regiment commander, Mr. John, here?" Please inform him that he has been captured. "