The sun never sets.

There was a forest nearby, and if they wanted to keep warm, they could have cut some firewood and made a fire, but the Greyhound Company did not do that.

Although the night was cold, they could still endure it. Of course, it would be warmer if they lit a fire, but doing so would inevitably expose the position of their company. In war, exposing one's position could very likely result in the loss of one's life.

To be warm or to die? This is an easy question to choose.

The next morning, Freedham was awakened by the cold. Shivering, he lifted the blanket soaked by dew, stood up, and rubbed his hands vigorously. Beside him, other soldiers also woke up one after another.

What is the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning? Brush your teeth? Eat breakfast? Of course not. Whether it is a man or a woman, the first thing they do when they wake up in the morning is to clear out the inventory of the night.

Freedham walked to the edge of the trench and joined the others in waterproofing. He was enjoying himself when a gunshot suddenly sounded in the distance. His body shook and his trouser legs were immediately soaked with urine.

"what's the situation?"

Someone shouted, and was immediately answered, "Enemy attack!"

Friedham rushed to the trench and grabbed the rifle. He hated war more than Williamham. But at this time, only the weapon in his hand could bring him a little sense of security.

He pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet, and Friedham's palm stopped shaking. Another gunshot sounded in the distance, and Friedham's palm shook again.

William Ham's voice rang out, "Everyone get into position, check your weapons, and prepare for battle!"

The company commander's voice calmed the soldiers down. Freedham turned around and looked east, and saw Tom running towards the trench. Tom was sent to the east to guard in the second half of last night. After discovering the UN troops, he fired a warning shot and then ran back.

Infantrymen appeared in groups of three or four along the river, looking disorganized, but in the eyes of experienced officers, it was easy to tell that it was the "three-three" combat formation of the People's Army.

William Ham looked at the enemy in the distance through a telescope and felt a little confused. The enemy was still about two miles away, so why did Tom use shooting to warn them?

Chapter 801: Loyalty

"tank!"

Tom ran over, bullets whizzing around him, his scalp tingling, and after rolling into the trench, he shouted before he could catch his breath, "Allied tanks!"

"What? There are really tanks?"

The corner of William Ham's mouth twitched, and then he asked in doubt: "Why didn't I hear... the wind direction changed! Now it's blowing from the northwest!"

This makes sense, otherwise it would be impossible not to hear the roar of the tanks.

"Friedham, go inform the anti-tank gun crew in the woods and wait until the enemy tanks get close before opening fire."

Freedham pursed his lips and nodded, then bent down and ran towards the woods. Williamham looked at his brother with a worried look in his eyes. When he looked back, the worried look had disappeared, and only determination, helplessness, and indifference remained on his face.

The battle started soon and the sound of gunfire became intense.

"boom!"

"Da da da da da!"

Light machine guns played an important role in the defensive battle. Although their firepower was not as sustained as that of heavy machine guns, they were lightweight and could be quickly moved between different firing positions. Mortar shells landed on the position, and the blast blew up dust and metal fragments, but the light machine guns and shooters had already moved to another position.

The combat effectiveness of the genuine People's Army is much stronger than that of the Indian Army. William Ham only realized this truth not long ago, but now he has a better understanding of this fact.

With perfect formation and accurate shooting, the enemy's technical and tactical level is no less than that of the "Greyhound" infantry company.

"Hold on!"

"Aim before you shoot!"

William Ham walked around the battlefield, shouting to encourage the soldiers from time to time. Even though they were no rookies, many of them were still nervous. "Mark, we have to change positions after firing two short bursts!"

The light machine gun is one of the most important supporting weapons for the infantry company. You can even remove the word "one of". The infantry squad tactics of the People's Army are based on machine guns, and the same is true for the German Army.

The entire infantry company has only three light machine guns. If one is knocked out by a mortar, the firepower output of the "Greyhound" infantry company will be greatly reduced.

Friedham leaned out and aimed his gun at the distant enemy, slowly turning his gun muzzle as the enemy moved. He held his breath, and all the sounds around him seemed to fade away, leaving only his own heartbeat.

Suddenly, the enemy in his mind stopped leaping and half-crouched on the ground as if he was about to shoot.

"It's now!"

Friedham said this to himself, and then he pulled the trigger, the butt of the gun hit back, and when his body shook slightly, the enemy in the distance was shocked and fell on his back. Although he didn't like war, his shooting skills were the best in the entire company. The enemy he shot was more than 300 meters away. To be able to hit the enemy at such a long distance, not only does it require a lot of training, but also requires extremely high talent.

"piu!" "piu!" "piu!"

Just after firing a shot, more than a dozen machine gun bullets were fired at him, and dust flew up on the edge of the trench, frightening Friedham and quickly retreating into the trench. Even if he was a sharpshooter, his health bar would not be longer than that of others. If he was shot, he would still be injured and would still die.

Friedham crouched and moved to the other end of the trench, ready to change position and fire again. Before he reached the other end of the trench, a violent explosion sounded in his ears. With a crackling sound, the soil fell on his head.

"Buzz buzz..."

"Fury......."

His ears were filled with strange sounds, and Friedham lay on the ground in a daze, feeling as if he had fallen into water. The sounds he heard and the colors he saw were distorted.

An arm pulled him up from the ground, "Friedham, are you okay?"

The sounds and colors of the world returned to normal. Friedham spat out the dirt and said in a panic, "It's okay, I'm fine!" He was just affected by the blast of the artillery shell. The fact that he could stand up and speak meant that there was no big problem.

Fighting back the nausea, Freedham shouted, "I'm fine!"

The first attack by the People's Army lasted for more than an hour. Although the fighting was fierce, the casualties on both sides were not high. The People's Army suffered more than ten casualties, and the "Greyhound" Infantry Company suffered even fewer casualties because it was on the defensive side, with only two killed and five injured.

The injured were injured by fragments from the mortar shell explosion. The injuries were not serious and only needed to be bandaged. They would not affect their combat effectiveness. Both of the deceased were shot in the head by rifle bullets. They were killed in one shot, which was quick and clean.

"There is a powerful sniper among the enemies."

"I'm more worried about the tanks than the snipers."

The People's Army's first attack was just a test, to explore the firepower configuration and force distribution on the position. What just happened was just an appetizer, and the main course will come next.

"Four heavy tanks..."

The Allied tanks appeared in sight, and the familiar appearance made William Ham's heart tremble. In the Battle of Bhopal, the Allied heavy tanks caused heavy casualties to the German army, and once blocked the German army on a street for a whole day.

The other members of the Greyhound Company also saw the heavy tank approaching slowly, and all of them looked solemn. "Damn it, how could there be a heavy tank?"

Everyone around looked at William Ham, "Captain, what should we do now?"

William Ham took out his cigarette box and tried to pour out a cigarette, but it was empty. He squeezed the box into a ball and threw it on the ground, then said, "I need volunteers now."

He looked at the soldiers around him, "........If the anti-tank guns are ineffective, we need to use cluster grenades to blow up the enemy tanks. Who will do it?"

The Alliance's heavy tanks are good and powerful, but they are not impossible to deal with. As long as you can rush up to them, you can use explosives or cluster grenades to blow up the tracks of the heavy tanks, and then they will be easy to deal with.

However, using infantry to deal with tanks is very dangerous. The People's Army's tanks are usually protected by infantry, which means that the "Greyhound" infantry company needs to deal with the enemy's infantry first, and then find a way to blow up the tracks of the enemy's tanks before destroying those steel behemoths.

"I can't beat you........."

Someone said pessimistically: "That's a heavy tank. We don't stand a chance at all."

"Shut up! Do you want a court-martial?"

William Ham first reprimanded them, then said: "Think about your family! Since we are here, we can only be loyal to the country and to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Chapter 802 End

Near noon, the People's Army launched a second wave of attack

At the same time, fighting broke out on the other side of the river. The Greyhound Infantry Company was attacked by the coordinated attack of infantry and tanks, and the same was true for the other infantry company on the other side of the river. The difference was that the Greyhound Infantry Company faced more heavy tanks.

The steel behemoth weighing more than fifty tons roared and pressed towards the high ground, leaving a long trail of crushing marks wherever the tracks passed.

William Ham suppressed his fear and shouted, "Don't worry about the tanks, deal with the infantry first!"

This is difficult. When a heavy tank is coming head-on, it is difficult not to focus on it. Now there are four heavy tanks coming head-on. Many soldiers know it is useless, but they still can't help but attack with the weapons in their hands.

Machine gun bullets hit the thick front armor of the heavy tank, making a clanging sound and splashing sparks, but they were of no use at all.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The light mortar tried to fire continuously, and the shells drew a large-angle arc and landed near the heavy tank, knocking over several accompanying infantrymen, but still could not stop the heavy tank's advance.

William Ham's mouth was dry and despair gradually arose in his heart.

Under his gaze, the leading heavy tank stopped advancing, and a thick smoke suddenly spurted out of its muzzle. Then, the shell exploded on the high ground where the "Grey Hound" infantry company was located.

The Alliance's heavy tanks approached to a distance of more than 75 meters, and used mm smoothbore guns to continuously fire at the high ground. At such a close distance, the artillery can hit almost anything it points to. The artillery and machine guns on the heavy tanks fired alternately, beating the "Greyhound" infantry company to the ground.

William Ham ordered his soldiers to deal with the enemy's infantry first, but four artillery batteries just rushed up like that, so how should they deal with the accompanying infantry?

If they dared to show their heads, they would immediately be attacked by artillery and machine gun fire. If they could not deal with the four heavy tanks coming head-on, the battle would not be able to continue.

Night Raid Group: 6949, 36135 Tom fired at the enemy with a submachine gun and was killed by a machine gun on the battlefield. Mark set up the machine gun and fired a long burst of fire before being blown to pieces by a shell.

The "Greyhound" Infantry Company was the elite unit of the German Army, but no matter how elite the infantry was, they were still just infantry. Now their morale was on the verge of collapse, and the reason they were still holding on was the two anti-tank guns ambushed in the woods.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

"boom!"

Relying on their toughness, the four heavy tanks kept approaching the defense line and used the weapons they carried to slaughter the Greyhounds. This could no longer be considered a battle, as the Germans had no way to fight back and were only slaughtered unilaterally.

In the woods, the anti-tank gun crew had been waiting for a long time. They lay on the ground, watching the enemy rushing to the main position from a distance, waiting for the opportunity to fire. If it was a "Type 24 tank", the anti-tank gun crew would have opened fire at a distance of 37 meters. But facing a heavy tank, the PAK anti-tank gun crew could only move closer.

The armor-piercing capability of the "Stepping Stone" was too weak, and the troops on the front line believed that this anti-tank gun was completely outdated.

"Closer... Closer... Now!"

The gunner reached out and pushed aside the dead branches and leaves used for camouflage, "Fire!"

"boom!"

A PAK37 anti-tank gun retreated a distance, and the shell flew out and hit the side armor of the nearest heavy tank. "Boom!" Flames exploded on the side of the tank, and metal fragments flew everywhere.

The gunner pulled the gun rope, and another PAK37 anti-tank gun also opened fire. However, the second anti-tank gun did not hit the tank, and the shell fell on the ground, creating a small crater.

The gunner observed the effect of the attack and urged, "Reload quickly!"

Not far below the high ground, the flames from the shell explosion dissipated, and the heavy tank that was hit stopped moving forward, with its gun barrel turning toward the woods. Several infantrymen following the tank were knocked down by machine guns, and the others immediately lay on the ground, firing rifles and machine guns at the anti-tank gun.

"hurry up!"

Seeing that the anti-tank gun's firing had no effect, the gunner's heart was lifted. The rotating gun barrel brought a threat of death. His tone became more and more urgent, "Faster!"

"Loading complete!"

"Fire!"

"boom!"

The shell hit the target again, but it also failed to penetrate the heavy tank's armor. The black muzzle was already aimed at the anti-tank gun position. The gunner cursed something and was immediately torn to pieces by the blast and shrapnel.

Shells fell one after another into the woods, blowing two anti-tank guns and a machine gun into pieces. The German soldiers ambushed in the woods suffered heavy casualties, and were almost completely wiped out.

There were explosions in the woods. William Ham was squatting in the trench. Although he didn't see what happened over there, there was no doubt that the anti-tank gun crew that the entire company regarded as hope was finished. "Greyhound" had no way to fight against the tanks, so he could only send people with cluster grenades to make a last-ditch effort.

The heavy tanks were not only equipped with artillery, but also with two machine guns. More importantly, those tanks were protected by infantry, and several demolition teams were shot and killed before they could get close.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"There's no other way, let's retreat!"

"How come at this time

How about retreating?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

The roar of the engine was getting closer and closer, and the tracks of the heavy tank were about to roll over the trench. Williamham had no other options. Flesh and blood could not fight against steel. Without suitable anti-tank weapons, the infantry had to ambush and incur several times the casualties to almost defeat the tank.

However, the number of the "Greyhound" infantry company was not enough. When it was sent to defend, the entire company had less than 120 people. This number of troops was not even as many as the infantry accompanying the enemy tanks. It was difficult to deal with a heavy tank, so it was natural that it could not defeat it.

"William Ham! William Ham!"

Friedham shook his brother's arm vigorously, "You have to make up your mind!" Williamham was probably stunned by the shell and seemed to have lost the ability to think.

"Om-"

Several planes flew over the woods and high ground, circled over the battlefield several times, then pulled up and flew westward. The sharp sound of the planes woke William Ham up, and he pushed Friedham away and shouted, "Surrender!"

"what?"

"Lay down your weapons and surrender!"

William Ham's voice was low at first, but the volume soon rose. "I say, lay down your weapons and surrender! We tried our best, we fought for His Majesty the Emperor until the last moment, but we still lost... I order you all to lay down your weapons!"

Chapter 803: Shock

Guo Songling had very few heavy tanks, only about the size of a battalion, with only 37 heavy tanks, but they played an important role in the battle. Especially now that the German army did not have stronger anti-tank weapons, the PAK anti-tank gun was used to deal with the Type and Type tanks, which was already behind the times.

Weapons need to pay attention to cost-effectiveness, but in terms of major weapons, they should still be a little ahead. Whether it is the army or the navy, Germany emphasizes cost-effectiveness and believes that it is enough to be sufficient. This is applicable in a total war, but in a local war, just enough is not enough, not to mention that the weapons and equipment of the alliance have been updated.