Since the landing war started, every day has been filled with guns and shouts of killing. Death and despair are like shadows, permeating the air, allowing everyone in it to deeply understand the cruelty and ruthlessness of war. In the days that followed, both sides were nervous and fully prepared for the next round of battle. The US military was like a tide, sending troops and supplies to the beach. Huge transport ships were sailing through the waves on the sea, transporting various advanced artillery, tanks and armored vehicles to the shore. The guns, the guns were dark and deep, as if they were hiding endless anger; the tanks were heavy, and the steel tracks left deep traces on the beach, as if they were declaring the determination of the US military; the armored vehicles flexibly shuttled through them, carrying Soldiers and supplies. Under the guidance of the instructor, the soldiers conducted high-intensity tactical training. They were wearing thick military uniforms, sweat was soaked in their clothes, and they repeatedly practiced tactical actions such as charge, cover, and encirclement in the hot sun. Every move strives for accuracy and every cooperation strives for tacit understanding. They know very well that in the next battle, any subtle mistake may lead to the disappearance of life. The German army was strengthening the defense line, and they were busy day and night like hardworking ants. In front of the trenches, they added more barbed wires, which intertwined each other, like a huge spider web, flashing with a cold metallic luster in the sun, as if declaring to the US military: This is an insurmountable barrier. Anti-tank obstacles are carefully arranged, and they are of different shapes, some are sharp triangular cones and some are huge cement piers, quietly waiting for the arrival of US tanks.
The mines were buried underground one by one, densely packed, like killers hiding in the dark, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time. The German army also set up more firepower points at the commanding heights. Those firepower points were high and had a wide view. Machine guns and artillery were on the verge of guard. The black muzzles and muzzles seemed to be overlooking the entire battlefield, full of deterrence. The soldiers patrolled day and night, watching the movements of the US military vigilantly. They wore gray military uniforms and steel helmets, shuttled back and forth through the trenches. On the battlefield at night, the silence is scary, with only the occasional sound of insects and waves. The soldiers widened their eyes and did not let go of any subtle movement. Their eyes were full of vigilance and perseverance, and they were ready to enter the battle at any time. Finally, the US military launched another attack. They led by tanks, and the infantry followed closely behind and launched a fierce charge towards the German defense line. The roar of the tank was deafening, as if it was about to shatter the whole world. The tracks crushed deep marks on the ground, raising a piece of dust. The tank's muzzles kept spraying flames, and the shells roared towards the German positions, exploded on the German trenches and fortifications, causing huge smoke and stones. The infantry shouted slogans and rushed to the German positions like a tide. They held rifles, their eyes full of determination and fearlessness, and they bravely moved forward under the cover of tanks. Some soldiers were running and firing, and bullets whizzing through the air; some soldiers hugged and rushed to the German positions quickly, preparing to fight with the Germans in close combat. The German army used dense firepower to fight back, and the shells continued to explode in the US military, exploding huge smoke and dust. The machine gun was firing frantically, and the bullets flew towards the US military like raindrops, splashing dust around the US soldiers. The German soldiers hid behind trenches and bunkers, their eyes full of ferocity and determination. They shot at the US military without mercy, as if they wanted to destroy all the US military on this beach. On the battlefield, fires soared into the sky, shouts of killing and guns and cannons intertwined, forming a cruel symphony of war. A . soldier suffered a leg injury in the charge and fell to the ground, but still struggled to shoot at the German positions. His face was filled with pain and perseverance, and the gun in his hand kept trembling, and although blood kept pouring out from his legs, dyeing the land beneath him red, he still did not give up.
Until his comrades dragged him back to the rear, his eyes were still staring at the German positions, full of reluctance and anger. The two sides fought fiercely on the position, and the position changed hands many times. With its powerful firepower, the US military once broke through the German first line of defense. Their tanks rushed into the German trenches, and the infantry rushed in, and engaged in fierce close-knit fights with the Germans. On the battlefield, swords and swords were flying everywhere, and the soldiers shouted and screamed in endlessly. But the German army quickly organized a counterattack. They drew troops from the reserve team and rushed towards the US army under the leadership of the officers. The German soldiers held guns and shouted, and fought bravely regardless of the US firepower. Their eyes were filled with madness and determination, as if they were about to retake the lost position. During the fierce firefight, both sides suffered huge casualties. On the battlefield, corpses were everywhere, blood stained the earth red, and the soil and blood mixed together to form a muddy sea of blood. As the battle continued, both sides fell into exhaustion. The soldiers' faces were covered with dust and blood, and their eyes revealed fatigue and confusion. Their bodies were extremely tired, and their long-term battles made their muscles sore and their physical strength overdrawn. But no one dares to relax because they all know that the outcome of this war is related to the direction of the entire situation. There is a cruel battle on every inch of land in Sicily. "Yes, battalion commander, I will immediately send someone to stare at the US military." The reconnaissance platoon leader said loudly. His voice seemed a little hoarse on the battlefield, but full of determination. He turned around and left quickly, organizing the soldiers to carry out the battalion commander's orders. Under his command, several scouts quickly dispersed and carefully touched towards the beach. They were dressed in camouflage clothes and covered with camouflage paint on their faces, and they were moving forward quietly in the smoke of gunpowder. Their figures soon disappeared into the smoke of gunpowder, leaving only a series of vague footprints. "I hope this group of US troops will not disappoint us. We have set up a lot of defensive positions here, waiting for them to arrive, and there are so many tanks." The battalion commander said with a smile, a hint of it was revealed in his eyes. expect. He knew that the battle would be more intense, but he was confident in his troops. The German army's defensive positions in Sicily were carefully arranged, and various firepower points cooperated with each other to form a strict defense network. The leopard tanks they equipped were the German ace weapon and were extremely powerful. The 26th Armored Division is a newly formed armored division, mostly equipped with leopard tanks. These tanks shine with a cold metallic luster in the sun, like sleeping steel beasts waiting for the horn of the battle. Although he had galloped on the Italian battlefield before, he had only a handful of artillery fires and had never even competed with the tank troops. Now, there is finally a chance to fight the enemy. The soldiers are full of expectations. They are eager to show their skills on the battlefield and experience the pleasure of overturning enemy tanks in one shot. A man’s bones are always full of violent factors, and in this cruel war, this factor is infinitely amplified. "Hehe, I want to try it too. How can I not try it if I don't." Many soldiers next to me followed, with excitement on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn of victory. . "Yes, I think so too." The other soldiers nodded and said in a verbal manner. Their voices echoed on the battlefield, filled with desire for battle and confidence in victory. "Okay, shut up and do as I told you immediately, otherwise I will go to reserve for me." The battalion commander immediately shouted loudly. His voice was as loud as a bell, instantly overwhelming the noise of the soldiers. After being yelled like this, everyone shut up. Those who cleaned the battlefield continued to clean the battlefield, and those who reconnaissed continued to reconnaissance. The soldiers acted quickly, and the entire battlefield returned to a busy and orderly state. On the other side, Major General Bugdorf, who received the call, just replied a few words lightly.
He stood in the command center, looking at the map on the wall, knowing the actions of the US military in his heart. The US military must have been scared by the baptism of the rocket rain just now, and must be hesitating now whether to continue logging in or give up. The newest ⊥Xiao⊥Speak⊥Send⊥Six⊥9⊥Book⊥⊥⊥⊥Back⊥⊥⊥⊥! In his opinion, the hesitation of the US military was the opportunity for the German army, and he must seize this opportunity to further consolidate the German army's defense line. However, Major General Bugdorf was not in a hurry at this time, because the strategic initiative was already in his hands. According to a telegram sent by Marshal Catherine, the navy had successfully arrived on the Tus Peninsula. Under the baptism of naval guns, the US troops retreated soon. Sicily is too small, and it is difficult to stick to it. Unless the navy can show its might and kill the Allied fleet in one fell swoop, Sicily will definitely not be able to defend it. What's more, although the Southern War Zone is the same as the East-West Line, it has very few troops. It doesn't matter to the army, and it only has 100,000 people in total, while Sicily has nearly 30,000 people. The remaining 70,000 people still have to defend Sicily and everywhere else, while the Italian troops are still in training and will definitely not be able to fight without three months. Moreover, even if you participate in the war, you can only fight a battle with the wind. When encountering a blocking war or a surprise attack, it must be the German army. When Major General Bugdorf thought of this, the pressure on him suddenly increased. Sicily must not lose too much, otherwise it will affect the subsequent battle. He knew very well that the gains and losses of Sicily would be directly related to the direction of the entire battle situation. If he lost here, the German army would fall into a passive situation. "How many people have we lost so far?" Major General Bugdorf asked with a serious expression as he looked at the map. A hint of worry was revealed in his eyes, waiting for the Chief of Staff's answer. In this war, the life of every soldier is precious, and he must have a clear understanding of the casualties of the German army in order to make the right decision. "Most of them are Italian troops, and they operate the shore defense artillery." The Chief of Staff quickly gave a number. He opened the documents in his hand and reported carefully the casualties. Major General Bugdorf was slightly relieved when he heard this number, but he also understood that the casualties would continue to increase as the battle continued. "Yes, take out all the explosive mines in stock. I want to arrange the entire frontier position into a minefield, and also notify the troops to retreat in batches." Major General Bugdorf said with a smile, with a hint of helplessness and firm. In his opinion, although the German army currently has an advantage, the situation will become increasingly serious as the US army continues to increase its troops. In order to preserve his strength, he had to make a decision to retreat. "Ah? Retreat? Don't continue to stick to it?" the Chief of Staff asked in surprise. He widened his eyes, unable to believe his ears. In his heart, he always believed that he should hold his position and fight to the death with the US military. "It's just a retreat in batches. It will take at least half a month to retreat completely. Without the cover of the navy, would we swim over?" Major General Bugdorf said helplessly. He looked at the Chief of Staff and patiently explained his plan. He knew that retreating was a difficult decision, but under the current situation, it was the only choice. "I understand!" The Chief of Staff stood attentively and saluted. Although he was still a little doubtful, he still firmly carried out the Major General's order. He turned and left the command center and began organizing the soldiers to carry out the retreat plan.
Under his command, the German soldiers began to get busy, transporting the stock of explosive mines and heading towards the frontline positions. At this time, war was still burning in Sicily. The US military nervously established defensive positions on the beach, and their soldiers were busy digging trenches and setting up barbed wire. Sweat soaked their clothes, and the soil covered their hands, but they continued to work. They knew very well that only by establishing a strong defensive position can they survive the battles that followed. The German army seized the time to clean the battlefield and lay out minefields to prepare for the next more intense battle. They cleaned up the bodies and weapons on the battlefield and sent the injured soldiers to the rear for treatment. At the same time, they buried mines one by one in frontier positions and placed explosives in key positions, preparing to give the US military a fatal blow. In the next few days, the US military continued to launch tentative attacks on the German positions, but they were all tenaciously repelled by the German army. Every attack was accompanied by fierce gunfire and screams from the soldiers. The battlefield was filled with smoke and fires soaring into the sky, and both sides paid a heavy price. The commanders of the US military kept adjusting their offensive strategies, trying to launch attacks from different directions, trying to find the weaknesses of the German defense line. They also sent reconnaissance planes to reconnaise the German positions, hoping to obtain more intelligence. But the German army's defense was very tight, and every attack was successfully blocked by the German army. Under the command of Major General Bugdorf, the German army implemented the retreat plan in an orderly manner. While resisting the attack of the US military, they transferred their troops and equipment in batches. During the retreat, the German army continued to harass and ambush the US military, causing considerable losses to the US military. German scouts shuttled through the battlefield, quietly approaching the US military's positions to collect intelligence. Once the US military is discovered, they will quickly report it to the rear. The German small troops will set up ambush on the necessary path for the US military. After the US military enters the ambush circle, they will suddenly launch an attack, catching the US military off guard. As time goes by, the German army's retreat plan is gradually coming to an end. They successfully transferred most of their troops and equipment to the rear, leaving only a small number of troops to continue to hold their positions and deal with the US military. Although they paid a certain price in this battle, they successfully preserved their strength. Although the US military occupied part of Sicily, it also suffered tenacious resistance from the German army and suffered heavy losses. Their soldiers were exhausted and their morale was low. (End of this chapter)