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The Third Empire - Chapter 1025

Published at 19th of October 2021 11:38:54 AM


Chapter 1025: 1025

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"For the kingdom of Iraq, go!"

"Get rid of the English devils, go!"

"We rushed in. The British weapons and food are all ours!" Even the tribal soldiers are unwilling to fall behind.

Salahuddin stood in a car, holding his telescope and looking at the British airport in the distance. At this time, the British are being attacked. His own attack will be carried out smoothly!

A soldier with a rifle trotted towards the British position, which had been cleaned up by German planes, and they would easily conquer it.

Go, go, go!

Fahd rushed to the front with his rifle. Suddenly, his feet slipped and staggered, and he fell down!

"Da Da!" Just then, on the machine gun position of an Englishman opposite, the machine gun came fiercely. Fahd felt that the bullet almost wiped over his head. The heat flow brought by the bullet made his scalp numb.

So terrible!

Behind him, there was a scream. Several charging soldiers were shot by machine guns. They rolled on the ground and cried and howled.

There's a machine gun opposite!

Soldiers in the back, get down quickly. A machine gun blocked the Iraqi charge!

"Iraqis, you come up!" A British soldier was so excited that he stood up with his own Buren light machine gun and fired violently at the Iraqi soldiers over there!

When he stood up, even Iraqis would be hit on the ground. Countless unlucky people who were shot were crying and howling. What's more, they had lost their lives.

At this time, if the Iraqis are brave enough to shoot at the live target, they can kill him, but they all hold their heads and no one dares to shoot!

The British soldier emptied the whole magazine. Then he bent back and quickly replaced the magazine. Then he stood up again!

Throughout the British line of defense, in each trench, gunfire also sounded intermittently, and soldiers with rifles opened fire.

Under the attack of German attack aircraft, they still insisted and guarded their positions.

Watching the soldiers in front get shot and the British get angry, finally, the Iraqis give up the attack and turn around and start running back.

What a shame! Shame, my own army, why is it like this? Salahuddin was speechless when he looked at the charge on the front line and retreated.

On weekdays, I'm a fool. When I fight, I know to protect my life!

"Supervisor team, arrange supervisor team for me!" Salahuddin shouted, "tell the cubs in front that if you dare to retreat again, beat them hard!"

Salahuddin is also worried.

At this time, there was a vibration on the ground. The vibration was not big. It was like a cavalry running, but the frequency was much higher.

What is it?

Salahuddin looked back curiously and looked at the field behind him, where the smoke was billowing.

It's an army, a mechanized army! Salahuddin suddenly thought of something. Suddenly, his face was full of joy. It must be the German tank force and marshal Rommel's force!

Those smoke and dust are the dust on the ground and the black smoke of the engine brought by the tank when it is moving forward at high speed. Although he has not seen the specific appearance, he firmly believes that it must be the German Legion, not the British.

Why? Because the British are about to be defeated by Germany, otherwise how dare your side launch such a bold coup? Behind our own side is the German.

Sure enough, as he guessed, an army gradually appeared on the horizon. The military capacity of this army was at its peak. In front of it were all powerful and majestic tanks.

"Panther 3, the German Panther 3 tank!" Salahuddin was very excited: "our friendly army has finally come! Tell our soldiers to show their courage and show our military power in front of friendly forces! "

Indeed, it is the German armored force. The 66th armored battalion that has repeatedly charged in the front( It was written as 66 tank battalion in front, which was a clerical error. It seems that Germany is called armored battalion, armored brigade and armored division, and the Soviet Union is called tank battalion, tank brigade and tank division. Who knows the difference?)

Now, the last British army is still surrounded and annihilated by Rommel's main force. After hearing about the coup in Baghdad, Rommel quickly sent troops to support it.

Thanks to the low fuel consumption of the diesel engine, they ran for hundreds of kilometers and finally arrived. Now, they still have enough fuel to support the charge.

Battalion commander Carl Maus showed half his body. As the tank was bumping, he held up his telescope and looked at the situation in the distance. When he saw that the Iraqi army retreated as soon as it came into contact with the British position, his eyes were full of disdain.

Sure enough, there are no strong soldiers in the Middle East! It is interesting that the strongest army, which is a secure territory like Australia, has been born with a strong corps despite constant disputes but no firm soldiers.

"The whole battalion charged and crushed the British position!" Carl Mauss, holding the radio microphone in his hand, gave orders loudly.

The British airport can launch several cannons, which is absolutely against the sky. They certainly can't launch anti tank weapons. The open airport is the best battlefield for tanks.

The diesel engine rumbled at the tail, and the German flag fluttered strongly on the whip shaped radio antenna.

Opposite, on the high ground.

Major general Smart's face suddenly became gray.

Just at that time, he was still elated. The combat effectiveness of the Iraqi army was slag. He was beaten back by his own machine gun. It was no problem to fight with such an army for a few days.

Even, he began to prepare for a counter charge. A ground service unit was ready to rush out and break up the Iraqis, so that they would never dare to harass their own side again.

However, at this time, he saw the armored forces in the distance. When he saw the signs of the other party, major general smart knew that his own battle was over.

In fact, he had this hunch for a long time. Even if he won these Iraqis, he would only delay his own defeat for a few days. When the German army arrived, his own side would never win again.

Now, we can't retreat. What choice does our own side have?

"Pass my orders and prepare to surrender." Smart's voice was deep.




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