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Half an hour ago.
Junker-52 flies low in the moonlight sky. As a proud aunt Junker, this solid transport plane has always been the favorite of German Paratroopers.
Throughout the war, the output of such transport aircraft was also quite huge.
At this time, the three engines of the transport plane rumbled. In the cabin, a famous German paratrooper with excitement on his face.
Of course, paratroopers will also participate in this national war, and they will be deployed further forward. They are the first troops to fight.
Just the night before yesterday, they went out one after another to destroy the enemy's transportation lines and their telephone lines, control all bridges and wait for the arrival of their own troops.
And tonight, too, the task of their team is to control the bridge on the stri river.
Aunt Juncker made a low whine and finally found a suitable space after flying over the stri river.
"Attention, prepare to parachute. The altitude is 300 meters." The pilot's voice came from the cabin.
Hearing the sound, the corrugated aluminum door of the cabin was opened, and GAD pushed the bucket of his little motorcycle and stepped outside the cabin.
The junker-52 transport plane can drop 18 paratroopers, but now, in order to transport these small motorcycles, only 12 people are mixed, each with a small motorcycle.
This is special equipment for paratroopers.
The biggest disadvantage of paratroopers is that they can't carry heavy equipment. When they do damage behind the enemy, they almost rely on two legs. In this case, the mobility of paratroopers is too poor.
The German army was equipped with a large number of motorcycles, so they had an idea and decided to make a small motorcycle for paratroopers.
The whole motorcycle is just like children's toys.
This kind of motorcycle is very small. The whole length is less than half of that of ordinary motorcycles. At the same time, the height is also very low. Ordinary people sit on it, almost curling their legs. It is a kind of children's bicycle in later generations.
Of course, this is for the convenience of airdrop. After all, the space on the transport plane is precious. This kind of motorcycle can be installed in a special bucket for parachuting. After it goes down, it can be launched in 11 seconds.
In order to reduce the parachute distance, aunt Junker flew very slowly and circled on the flat ground. Gade pushed his motorcycle out of the cabin, and then jumped out with him.
Behind him, a paratrooper jumped down in the same way.
The height is very low. Their parachute rope is a cable hanging from the cabin. As long as they jump out, the parachute will open automatically.
In the moonlight, Gade could see his colorful parachute motorcycle. He kept adjusting his umbrella rope and chasing his motorcycle.
The earth was getting closer and closer. Gade shook his legs. The paratrooper boots soon stepped on the solid ground. His legs bent and cushioned. Then he untied the parachute.
In peacetime training, valuable parachutes must be protected and waiting for recycling. However, on the battlefield, parachutes have become disposable supplies. Their task is to fight!
He quickly ran to the cylinder containing his motorcycle, opened the cover, and the cylinder became two halves. He pulled the motorcycle out of it. The whole body of the motorcycle was a steel skeleton, hard and without any shock absorption. The two thick tires were also very small.
He quickly assembled the handlebars, seats, throttle and brake lines, and then pushed forward quickly.
The wheels began to turn with the engine, which was the most primitive way of starting the motorcycle. Black smoke came from the lower part of the engine, and then there was a roaring sound.
The motorcycle is on!
Compared with the motorcycles used by the army, the 3-horsepower engine is definitely pediatrics. Therefore, the way the airborne soldiers drive this motorcycle is, of course, to the end with the throttle and full horsepower on.
After half a turn on the parachute field, Gade finally found the last car he threw down. He hung the car behind his motorcycle, which looked more uncoordinated.
Other people also assembled their motorcycles one after another, and a small team of 12 people quickly went in the direction of the bridge.
Although they curl up their legs and look funny, their speed is definitely much faster. This kind of motorcycle can run more than 100 kilometers when it is full of oil, which is enough for paratroopers.
The sound of motorcycles echoed in the night sky. At this time, they did not know that there were Soviet soldiers at the end of the bridge.
The action of the paratroopers is not slow. Generally speaking, they will not enter the battlefield prematurely. Dropping the paratroopers one day in advance is simply to let the paratroopers die. Almost all the paratroopers arrive at the battlefield two or three hours in advance and control the traffic arteries. If they persist for an hour or two, they will just wait until the forward of their own forces arrives.
Their calculations were very careful, but it was a pity that the Soviets acted more quickly this time.
The motorcycle bumped on the ground, and the bridge looked at each other from a distance.
"Come on, go and load the explosives. I'll stop them!" Korolev shouted loudly. He put his machine gun on an earth slope. His eyes were sharp. In the quiet moonlight, he had seen the motorcycles coming over there.
Is it your own?
Obviously not.
Their motorized infantry division doesn't have a few cars in total, let alone motorcycles. It's good to have bicycles like them. Now, these motorcycles that are coming quickly can't be owned by their own troops.
Although their direction is wrong, they should come from the West. Their sudden appearance from the East surprised their own side, but at this time, they must not underestimate the enemy.
Korolev pulled the gun and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder. The other party has become more and more clear. He can clearly see the proud paratrooper uniform and the round paratrooper hat on his head. Even if he can't see the other party's badge, he can be determined.
No more waiting, fire!
Korolev pulled the trigger, the crisp sound of machine gun sounded, the turntable on the top of the machine gun turned, and in the smoke, 7.62 mm bullets flew past.
The bullet hit the soldier on the motorcycle in front. His body overturned. The small motorcycle was still moving forward, as if it were still inheriting the soul of the dead.
"Boom!" The fuel tank of the motorcycle was in front. It was blasted by Korolev's machine gun and ignited all over the sky. This sudden encounter began.
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Half an hour ago.
Junker-52 flies low in the moonlight sky. As a proud aunt Junker, this solid transport plane has always been the favorite of German Paratroopers.
Throughout the war, the output of such transport aircraft was also quite huge.
At this time, the three engines of the transport plane rumbled. In the cabin, a famous German paratrooper with excitement on his face.
Of course, paratroopers will also participate in this national war, and they will be deployed further forward. They are the first troops to fight.
Just the night before yesterday, they went out one after another to destroy the enemy's transportation lines and their telephone lines, control all bridges and wait for the arrival of their own troops.
And tonight, too, the task of their team is to control the bridge on the stri river.
Aunt Juncker made a low whine and finally found a suitable space after flying over the stri river.
"Attention, prepare to parachute. The altitude is 300 meters." The pilot's voice came from the cabin.
Hearing the sound, the corrugated aluminum door of the cabin was opened, and GAD pushed the bucket of his little motorcycle and stepped outside the cabin.
The junker-52 transport plane can drop 18 paratroopers, but now, in order to transport these small motorcycles, only 12 people are mixed, each with a small motorcycle.
This is special equipment for paratroopers.
The biggest disadvantage of paratroopers is that they can't carry heavy equipment. When they do damage behind the enemy, they almost rely on two legs. In this case, the mobility of paratroopers is too poor.
The German army was equipped with a large number of motorcycles, so they had an idea and decided to make a small motorcycle for paratroopers.
The whole motorcycle is just like children's toys.
This kind of motorcycle is very small. The whole length is less than half of that of ordinary motorcycles. At the same time, the height is also very low. Ordinary people sit on it, almost curling their legs. It is a kind of children's bicycle in later generations.
Of course, this is for the convenience of airdrop. After all, the space on the transport plane is precious. This kind of motorcycle can be installed in a special bucket for parachuting. After it goes down, it can be launched in 11 seconds.
In order to reduce the parachute distance, aunt Junker flew very slowly and circled on the flat ground. Gade pushed his motorcycle out of the cabin, and then jumped out with him.
Behind him, a paratrooper jumped down in the same way.
The height is very low. Their parachute rope is a cable hanging from the cabin. As long as they jump out, the parachute will open automatically.
In the moonlight, Gade could see his colorful parachute motorcycle. He kept adjusting his umbrella rope and chasing his motorcycle.
The earth was getting closer and closer. Gade shook his legs. The paratrooper boots soon stepped on the solid ground. His legs bent and cushioned. Then he untied the parachute.
In peacetime training, valuable parachutes must be protected and waiting for recycling. However, on the battlefield, parachutes have become disposable supplies. Their task is to fight!
He quickly ran to the cylinder containing his motorcycle, opened the cover, and the cylinder became two halves. He pulled the motorcycle out of it. The whole body of the motorcycle was a steel skeleton, hard and without any shock absorption. The two thick tires were also very small.
He quickly assembled the handlebars, seats, throttle and brake lines, and then pushed forward quickly.
The wheels began to turn with the engine, which was the most primitive way of starting the motorcycle. Black smoke came from the lower part of the engine, and then there was a roaring sound.
The motorcycle is on!
Compared with the motorcycles used by the army, the 3-horsepower engine is definitely pediatrics. Therefore, the way the airborne soldiers drive this motorcycle is, of course, to the end with the throttle and full horsepower on.
After half a turn on the parachute field, Gade finally found the last car he threw down. He hung the car behind his motorcycle, which looked more uncoordinated.
Other people also assembled their motorcycles one after another, and a small team of 12 people quickly went in the direction of the bridge.
Although they curl up their legs and look funny, their speed is definitely much faster. This kind of motorcycle can run more than 100 kilometers when it is full of oil, which is enough for paratroopers.
The sound of motorcycles echoed in the night sky. At this time, they did not know that there were Soviet soldiers at the end of the bridge.
The action of the paratroopers is not slow. Generally speaking, they will not enter the battlefield prematurely. Dropping the paratroopers one day in advance is simply to let the paratroopers die. Almost all the paratroopers arrive at the battlefield two or three hours in advance and control the traffic arteries. If they persist for an hour or two, they will just wait until the forward of their own forces arrives.
Their calculations were very careful, but it was a pity that the Soviets acted more quickly this time.
The motorcycle bumped on the ground, and the bridge looked at each other from a distance.
"Come on, go and load the explosives. I'll stop them!" Korolev shouted loudly. He put his machine gun on an earth slope. His eyes were sharp. In the quiet moonlight, he had seen the motorcycles coming over there.
Is it your own?
Obviously not.
Their motorized infantry division doesn't have a few cars in total, let alone motorcycles. It's good to have bicycles like them. Now, these motorcycles that are coming quickly can't be owned by their own troops.
Although their direction is wrong, they should come from the West. Their sudden appearance from the East surprised their own side, but at this time, they must not underestimate the enemy.
Korolev pulled the gun and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder. The other party has become more and more clear. He can clearly see the proud paratrooper uniform and the round paratrooper hat on his head. Even if he can't see the other party's badge, he can be determined.
No more waiting, fire!
Korolev pulled the trigger, the crisp sound of machine gun sounded, the turntable on the top of the machine gun turned, and in the smoke, 7.62 mm bullets flew past.
The bullet hit the soldier on the motorcycle in front. His body overturned. The small motorcycle was still moving forward, as if it were still inheriting the soul of the dead.
"Boom!" The fuel tank of the motorcycle was in front. It was blasted by Korolev's machine gun and ignited all over the sky. This sudden encounter began.
Half an hour ago.Junker-52 flies low in the moonlight sky. As a proud aunt Junker, this solid transport plane has always been the favorite of German Paratroopers.Throughout the war, the output of such transport aircraft was also quite huge.At this time, the three engines of the transport plane rumbled. In the cabin, a famous German paratrooper with excitement on his face.Of course, paratroopers will also participate in this national war, and they will be deployed further forward. They are the first troops to fight.Just the night before yesterday, they went out one after another to destroy the enemy's transportation lines and their telephone lines, control all bridges and wait for the arrival of their own troops.And tonight, too, the task of their team is to control the bridge on the stri river.Aunt Juncker made a low whine and finally found a suitable space after flying over the stri river."Attention, prepare to parachute. The altitude is 300 meters." The pilot's voice came from the cabin.Hearing the sound, the corrugated aluminum door of the cabin was opened, and GAD pushed the bucket of his little motorcycle and stepped outside the cabin.The junker-52 transport plane can drop 18 paratroopers, but now, in order to transport these small motorcycles, only 12 people are mixed, each with a small motorcycle.This is special equipment for paratroopers.The biggest disadvantage of paratroopers is that they can't carry heavy equipment. When they do damage behind the enemy, they almost rely on two legs. In this case, the mobility of paratroopers is too poor.The German army was equipped with a large number of motorcycles, so they had an idea and decided to make a small motorcycle for paratroopers.The whole motorcycle is just like children's toys.This kind of motorcycle is very small. The whole length is less than half of that of ordinary motorcycles. At the same time, the height is also very low. Ordinary people sit on it, almost curling their legs. It is a kind of children's bicycle in later generations.Of course, this is for the convenience of airdrop. After all, the space on the transport plane is precious. This kind of motorcycle can be installed in a special bucket for parachuting. After it goes down, it can be launched in 11 seconds.In order to reduce the parachute distance, aunt Junker flew very slowly and circled on the flat ground. Gade pushed his motorcycle out of the cabin, and then jumped out with him.Behind him, a paratrooper jumped down in the same way.The height is very low. Their parachute rope is a cable hanging from the cabin. As long as they jump out, the parachute will open automatically.In the moonlight, Gade could see his colorful parachute motorcycle. He kept adjusting his umbrella rope and chasing his motorcycle.The earth was getting closer and closer. Gade shook his legs. The paratrooper boots soon stepped on the solid ground. His legs bent and cushioned. Then he untied the parachute.In peacetime training, valuable parachutes must be protected and waiting for recycling. However, on the battlefield, parachutes have become disposable supplies. Their task is to fight!He quickly ran to the cylinder containing his motorcycle, opened the cover, and the cylinder became two halves. He pulled the motorcycle out of it. The whole body of the motorcycle was a steel skeleton, hard and without any shock absorption. The two thick tires were also very small.He quickly assembled the handlebars, seats, throttle and brake lines, and then pushed forward quickly.The wheels began to turn with the engine, which was the most primitive way of starting the motorcycle. Black smoke came from the lower part of the engine, and then there was a roaring sound.The motorcycle is on!Compared with the motorcycles used by the army, the 3-horsepower engine is definitely pediatrics. Therefore, the way the airborne soldiers drive this motorcycle is, of course, to the end with the throttle and full horsepower on.After half a turn on the parachute field, Gade finally found the last car he threw down. He hung the car behind his motorcycle, which looked more uncoordinated.Other people also assembled their motorcycles one after another, and a small team of 12 people quickly went in the direction of the bridge.Although they curl up their legs and look funny, their speed is definitely much faster. This kind of motorcycle can run more than 100 kilometers when it is full of oil, which is enough for paratroopers.The sound of motorcycles echoed in the night sky. At this time, they did not know that there were Soviet soldiers at the end of the bridge.The action of the paratroopers is not slow. Generally speaking, they will not enter the battlefield prematurely. Dropping the paratroopers one day in advance is simply to let the paratroopers die. Almost all the paratroopers arrive at the battlefield two or three hours in advance and control the traffic arteries. If they persist for an hour or two, they will just wait until the forward of their own forces arrives.Their calculations were very careful, but it was a pity that the Soviets acted more quickly this time.The motorcycle bumped on the ground, and the bridge looked at each other from a distance."Come on, go and load the explosives. I'll stop them!" Korolev shouted loudly. He put his machine gun on an earth slope. His eyes were sharp. In the quiet moonlight, he had seen the motorcycles coming over there.Is it your own?Obviously not.Their motorized infantry division doesn't have a few cars in total, let alone motorcycles. It's good to have bicycles like them. Now, these motorcycles that are coming quickly can't be owned by their own troops.Although their direction is wrong, they should come from the West. Their sudden appearance from the East surprised their own side, but at this time, they must not underestimate the enemy.Korolev pulled the gun and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder. The other party has become more and more clear. He can clearly see the proud paratrooper uniform and the round paratrooper hat on his head. Even if he can't see the other party's badge, he can be determined.No more waiting, fire!Korolev pulled the trigger, the crisp sound of machine gun sounded, the turntable on the top of the machine gun turned, and in the smoke, 7.62 mm bullets flew past.The bullet hit the soldier on the motorcycle in front. His body overturned. The small motorcycle was still moving forward, as if it were still inheriting the soul of the dead."Boom!" The fuel tank of the motorcycle was in front. It was blasted by Korolev's machine gun and ignited all over the sky. This sudden encounter began.
