Using this large bunker, Grant and others did not allow the British army to advance even one step for half an hour.
The British army was also very angry about this, and soon the commander of the tank unit responsible for the main attack reported the news to General Wavell.
Wavell immediately decided to send more manpower and vowed to capture the bunker. Otherwise, his southern offensive would not be able to go further.
Immediately afterwards, not only the right side, but also the left side of the bunker appeared a group of British tank troops and Australian infantry following the tanks.
This time the situation was even worse. The French army had few manpower and lacked anti-tank guns and other heavy weapons. Of course, even if there were more anti-tank guns this time, it would still be difficult to stop the British army's large-scale offensive.
With a bloodless face, Grant looked at the densely packed British tanks and soldiers, and couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it! Are all the troops dispatched or something? Did the British transfer all the tanks to us?"
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"Clang!" The heavy iron door of the large bunker made a huge muffled sound as if it had been hit by something.
"What's going on? Go and have a look!" Grant didn't have time to think too much. He quickly led his people to block the door with tables and chairs from the bunker.
In fact, if the French had not deliberately thickened the iron door when they built the bunker, I am afraid that the iron door would have been penetrated by British artillery shells and would not have been able to prevent the British attack.
While moving the table, Grant accidentally cut the skin of his hand due to excessive force and tension, and blood poured out of his palm.
"Damn it!" Grant couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being careless. Grant tore open his thin clothes with one hand, picked up a rag and wrapped it around his palm to prevent blood from leaking out of his palm.
"The loud noise just now was caused by British artillery shells hitting the door, but our iron door was too thick. Their artillery shells failed to penetrate our iron door, but they just made a loud noise." Shiers checked after checking.
Said to Grant.
"Fortunately there was no breakdown, otherwise we would have become meat paste." Grant said while wrapping his hands.
The entire bunker's narrow passage is only ten meters long, and Edward is running from the back of the passage to the bunker room on the right.
There are iron gates every three meters in the corridor, and there are machine gun firing ports on the edge of the wall. The original designer also considered the situation where the bunker was attacked by a sneak attack and set up counterattack points.
And Grant and others used each of these design points to deal with the British.
Every time Edward ran past a gate, he immediately closed the thick iron door. Violent knocking came from the top of the bunker. It seemed that the British soldiers had arrived at the door of the bunker. In a panic, Edward closed the iron door tightly and immediately
He grabbed the shovel on the side and locked the iron door to prevent British tank shells or soldiers from knocking the door open.
"Edward! Hurry, hurry up! Come here!" Shiers said with an excited face, calling Edward to run.
The reason why he was so excited was that there was still a relatively sufficient amount of ammunition left in the bunker. As for the food, he didn't see much, but he found a bottle of wine and drank most of it.
"Now, we have something to deal with the British tanks." Grant smiled and led someone to bring in a German-made 88mm anti-aircraft gun: "This is a sharp weapon against tanks."
After Reinhardt annexed France, he discussed Algeria's security issues with the Pétain government, and it was at that time that Reinhardt decided to support the French army in Algeria with some weapons and equipment, and this equipment included
88mm anti-aircraft gun included.
As for the 88mm anti-aircraft gun, it frequently hit the French B1 heavy tanks on the French battlefield, so many French soldiers became familiar with this anti-aircraft gun that could hit tanks.
Soon enough, Edward had already rushed into the five-meter-wide bunker room. Together with Grant, he pushed out the anti-aircraft gun and leaned against the shooting port on the left, which was not too big or too small to accommodate.
Lower 88mm anti-aircraft gun fire.
Next, Grant and the others fired a shot at the British tanks outside.
"Boom!" Not too far away, a British tank instantly lost its combat effectiveness after being hit.
After a while, two more tanks were destroyed in succession.
The British were instantly panicked.
"Didn't the intelligence say that they have run out of ammunition and food? Where are the anti-tank guns?" the commander of the British tank force said to himself.
Obviously, the 88 anti-aircraft gun in this bunker gave the French army a good momentum.
But the good times did not last long. After a while, the twenty rounds of special artillery shells that Grant and others had in hand were all used up.
And these twenty rounds of artillery shells actually destroyed 9 British tanks!
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Shiers was also leading two people to reinforce the closed bunker door with various things, and hurriedly found heavy boxes to block the iron door.
However, unexpected situations still happened.
"Crash!" The door fell to the ground, and the British army directly used Matilde tanks to blast open the door at close range.
.......
Inside the bunker, Grant panted heavily and leaned against the wall with a half-hundred body.
At this time, Smith and Edward also came over. They held two grenades in each hand and said: "Sir Grant, it seems that we will die together with the British today. These are the two grenades left for you, of course we also have them."
I think General Berante will be proud of us! We will be the best warriors in France!"
Grant watched with a dark look on Edward's face as he stuffed two grenades into his waist, as if he was reciting the lines for an award ceremony, which was really a bit awkward.
At this moment, Grant really wanted to kick Edward away as hard as he could.
But when he saw the environment outside the bunker room window, Grant stopped.
Outside, the British army had demolished the anti-tank barbed wire and other obstacles around the fortress. British tanks were advancing towards the back of the bunker, and the British Army had also surrounded them and was about to enter the fortress where they were located.
Although Grant's soldiers still did not give up, using rifles to attack the British soldiers who were approaching step by step.
But there were too many British people. With their small force, it was almost impossible to hold the iron gate.
Grant was desperate, and he finally understood the meaning of Edward's actions.
It was impossible for them to hold on to this fortress, and after the British came up, the only thing they could do was to die together.
At this time, the French soldiers in the fortress had almost exhausted their few bullets.
So Grant simply asked Edward to tell them all to stop shooting and gather them around Grant.
Grant said firmly to everyone: "The British are coming, and we have no way to escape. Now we are faced with two choices. The first is to surrender, and the other is to fire grenades and die with them. Which one do you choose?"
One? I will never force it."
"Perish with them!" the soldiers said this almost at the same time.
This kind of heroism mixed with anger and unwillingness was also the last resistance these poor French soldiers could make against the perfidious British army.
"Well done, brothers, you are all well done!" Grant said this almost crying.
