Chapter 52 Atypical Blitz (3)
The rumors that the American Sherman tanks are difficult to deal with are indeed true. Heinz saw with his own eyes that several No. 4 targeted a single Sherman tank. The front armor and turret of this tank had at least 5 rounds of long-barreled 75mm artillery armor-piercing shells and could still fight back. Fortunately, the British artillery was also inaccurate and did not pose a threat to the attacking party. The fire exchange distance between the two sides was from 1,500 meters to 700 meters. The Fourth finally penetrated Sherman's front armor. Heinz thus gained a clear understanding of Sherman's combat effectiveness. When he met again, he no longer fought head-on and exchanged fire head-on, but commanded 1-2 tanks to attract and send other vehicles to shoot sideways. Fortunately, there were not many British Shermans, which did not cause too much trouble to the Germans.
As time went by, although the command of various British troops was still scattered, the spontaneous resistance of the small troops became increasingly tight. Except for the Indian positions at the beginning, they were pierced and collapsed shortly after fighting with the tanks, the resistance of the other troops was very tenacious. In particular, the counterattack of the 6th Infantry Brigade of New Zealand made Heinz feel even more distressed. They used their only three anti-tank guns to reimburse their three No. 3 and 1 No. 4 short-barrel tanks, forcing the armored battalion, which was originally preparing to break through, had to retreat and give up this difficult walnut.
At this time, he remembered Guderian's teachings before leaving: Never fight in love, nor do you fall into positional war, otherwise you will be beaten to death by the British who reacted. He flicked and led his men to circle around and avoid the enemy. The New Zealanders on the position also burst into a strong cry when they saw the German tanks leaving, and they felt even more excited than winning the battle.
Now he began to hate that his troops were too small. If this raid was not only 67 tanks, but also 167 tanks plus a more reliable armored grenade division, he would be confident that he would "pack" and take away all the 7,8 British divisions and brigade units here, instead of wandering around and attacking like now, and he would not be able to catch any spoils or prisoners. Of course, if there was such a sufficient force, the commander might not retreat.
"Note that there is a British battlefield oil depot in front of it, which is full of hundreds of barrels of gasoline. The enemy has fled all over and has no defensive power." Suddenly, a tank commander reported to the command vehicle.
Heinz was overjoyed and shouted to his subordinates at the throat: "Come on the oil depot in front of you in batches, be careful of the alert, the total time must not exceed 10 minutes."
The remaining 61 tanks were re-loaded after filling up the fuel. Several tank soldiers who escaped by chance because of the destruction of the tanks snatched several British armored vehicles and followed the team at the back. With the order of Heinz, the 12.7mm machine gun on the armored vehicle aimed at the oil barrel and fired a long shuttle. The battlefield oil depot was blown to ashes, and the rolling smoke could be seen several thousand meters away.
The time has pointed to 5:45 pm. After 45 minutes of fierce fighting, the German armored battalion finally tore a big hole in the British defense system and detoured to the southern wing of the Delmhafid Ridge. If you cross this mountain, you can enter the northern Alamaine line area, but this is something Heinz and others dare not think about. They just want to sweep it and then withdraw it.
"The sound of cannons! Where did the sound of cannons come from?" Montgomery, who was thinking in the command center, suddenly shouted alertly, and jumped out of the chair with a steed stroll.
De Lagan hurriedly walked in and reported: "Sir, I received a report from the 7th Armored Division. The sound of cannons came from the southernmost position. It seemed that they were fighting fire with the Germans."
"Did the Germans come from that soft sand?" Montgomery suddenly became excited, "How many troops have come? Where is the main force of the enemy at present?"
"It's not clear yet. The phone is very noisy, and the contact with the front line is intermittent. No reliable telegram was received." De Lagan said in embarrassment. "From the sound of the artillery fire, it's not too much. Could it be Guderian's feint?"
"Go and find out the situation immediately. Maybe we can teach Guderian a lesson that will never be forgotten..." As soon as Montgomery finished speaking, suddenly the unique harsh scream of the German Ju-87 Stuka bomber came not far away, and then a violent explosion sounded.
"It's bad, the Germans attacked the airport. This is not a feint, this is really..." Montgomery's headquarters was located not far from the airport. He could hear clearly that at least 8 dive bombers had dropped bombs just now. Why was the air defense of the airport so relaxed? But he didn't know that this was completely wronged. Before he heard the explosion, the airport's watchtower reported that a large group of German planes were approaching. When the shrill alarm sounded, he was already in a state of relaxation. He was preparing to take a shower in groups of three or three. The British pilots who were dining were stunned. No one expected that there would be a large group of German planes to come at this time. They screamed, threw down their toiletries or lunch boxes, and rushed to the apron like crazy. Many planes were already scooting and taking off on the runway. This was the plane on duty to support their own forces still in the air.
But when the aircraft had just taken off the air and had not yet been fully assembled, the Germans suddenly formed a formation of nearly 200 fighter jets. They dived from the sky at an extremely fast speed and caught the British planes that took off in a hurry and opened fire violently. Judging from the model of these aircraft, almost all of them were Fw-190. The airport commander Colonel Christopher dared to swear that they had exchanged fire with the Germans for several months. In addition to knowing that the African star was dressed in Fw-190, they had never seen so many Fw-190s, which shocked everyone.
This formation is nothing else, the JG3 Udit fighter wing, which was recently transferred by the bearded general Garland. They couldn't wait to join the battle the day after arriving in Africa, but Guderian stopped them. He wanted to put this new force until he needed it most, so he deliberately suppressed their requests, and at most let them fly the original African army's Bf-109 to familiarize themselves with the battlefield. The careless British only knew that the Germans had fought fiercely these days, but they didn't know that although the other party was the same group of planes, they were not the same group of people who exchanged fire with them, and they didn't expect that the other party had actually hidden their backs.
Fw-190, which fell from high altitude, maximized its advantages. The British hurricanes, Spitfire, and P-40 fighters, which were at disadvantages in speed, formation, and altitude, had no resistance and fell like dumplings. The most eye-catching thing in the melee was the yellow No. 14 - this was Marceyu's aircraft. He was accustomed to shooting at high altitude deflection angle rather than ordinary rear-end attacks. As soon as he met, he killed two Spitfires before the opponent could react. Then he set his sights on the British North African War Zone, 1
The "Tomahawk" fighter jet of Major Duke in the 12th Squadron (P-40 British version). Major Duke's personal cumulative results are only 26. However, because he is good at judging the situation, he ran away when he saw that the situation is not good. He avoided the duel with Marceu several times on the battlefield. The pilot of the German Eighth Air Team has been helpless, but this time he finally couldn't hide. Marceu bit him tightly. After several rounds of pursuit and dive, Marceu killed this old opponent with a neat way - the enemy plane exploded in the air and did not even have a chance to jump.
After the German aircraft group effectively controlled the air supremacy around the airport, the original African army's Bf-109s arrived late, and then there was the explosion that Montgomery heard. Anti-aircraft guns around the airport also opened fire, but the artillery soldiers who rushed to fight were obviously not accurate. Instead, they were cleaned up by bombers and fighters that swept the ground resistance forces, and the sound of resistance became weaker.
Montgomery saw the pile of black planes passing by his head through the window. His heart sank suddenly. He pushed open the door and walked outside to see what happened. Who knew that before he left the door, a German fighter jet passing by at a low altitude swept down. If the adjutant hadn't pushed Montgomery quickly, the British Army Lieutenant General would have been almost hit. He got up and saw a row of neat machine gun bullet holes 5 meters in front of the standing place just now. Montgomery had first been back.
Chapter completed!