At this critical moment, Dyas discovered that his gunner was not in the car!
It turned out that his gunner had escaped long before the Germans launched their offensive.
"Damn it, it's too late!" Dyas cursed his cowardly gunner and quickly went to control the turret himself to prepare for firing.
In this short gap of time, Caerius and the No. 3 tank he drove had already traveled a long way, and the British had to watch the perfect opportunity slip away before their eyes.
But how could Dyas be willing to let go of the great opportunity in front of him? He still aimed and shot.
"Boom!" The A22 tank fired an armor-piercing bullet at high speed. Unfortunately, the armor-piercing bullet did not hit.
The German Panzer No. 3 tank that was affected by the armor-piercing shells that landed nearby also reacted, and then Carlius ordered the tank to turn around and prepare to compete with the A22.
Dyas looked at the German tank heading towards him and immediately returned to the driving seat. He did not have the ability to control the tank and fire at the same time.
After returning to the driving seat, Dyas drove the tank frantically towards the west end of the village, while Calyus behind him kept chasing the A22, with no intention of letting him go.
When Carlius's No. 3 tank was about to pursue the west end of the village, a group of five A20 tanks from the British army happened to rumble into the village. When the three A20 tanks at the head spotted the No. 3 tank approaching in the distance, , fire at it immediately!
Two shots missed, but one shot happened to hit the front armor!
On the other side, Carlius and his crew members only felt that the tank was shaking, but there was no internal damage.
It turned out that the shell of the British 17-pounder gun that hit was only deflected by the thick frontal armor of the modified No. 3 tank.
The modified No. 3 submersible tank is equivalent to the historical No. 3 J type. The front armor thickness has been increased by 30mm. Ordinary tank shells cannot do anything to it.
But after all, Caerius and the others were facing enemies several times their own. Seeing something was wrong, he immediately ordered: "Turn around and retreat!"
The Panzer No. 3 tank quickly turned around and turned around.
The god of luck favored Caius again.
By chance, Captain Dyas's A22 tank was chasing out from an end wall, preparing to sneak attack on the back of the No. 3 tank, which had the weakest armor!
Now that the No. 3 tank had turned back, Dyas was facing 100 centimeters of frontal armor again.
"emission!"
"emission!"
As if he was ordering himself, Dyas immediately ran to the gunner's position. At a close distance of only a few hundred meters away from each other, he fired two 57mm shells at the No. 3 tank, but the shells still could not penetrate the Tiger. Frontal armor of a combat vehicle.
"British guy, are you done yet?" Vandersack, the gunner on Calius's crew, couldn't help it. He muttered and fired back at the A22 British tank in front of him that was chattering endlessly.
After a loud "boom", a 75mm armor-piercing round accurately hit the opponent. One crew member of this unlucky A22 tank was killed on the spot. Dyas was slightly injured. He and another crew member fought for the ground. Climb out of the car and escape to the alley behind the north end wall.
Second Lieutenant Dyas did not bother to wipe the blood on his forehead and ran forward desperately. He felt that the air turned into a howling wind beside his ears, and his two feet rushed into the small building without even touching the ground. lane.
However, the crew member behind him was unfortunately hit in the middle by the MG42 machine gun operated by the German loader and died immediately. Dyas ran desperately towards the British infantry post standing in the distance. He only had one word in his mind: counterattack. Tank gun!
"Knock these houses away, let's go back outside the village!" Calius thought that the British infantry behind him would probably prepare anti-tank artillery to greet him. After contacting the other No. 3 tanks, he ordered his vehicle to be like a bulldozer. They also knocked down the houses blocking the road and drove into the alley on the north side of the street, then turned east and drove up the dirt slope outside the village.
In this way, he could see the movements of the entire British convoy at a glance.
"Fire!" The 75mm cannon of the Calius crew began to mercilessly destroy the British convoy, and the sound of gunfire and explosions came one after another. Although the British 6-pound anti-tank gun tried to fight back, Calius and the others Another German artillery shell hit, and this attempt was immediately in vain.
The panicked British infantry fled in all directions, and the sound of machine guns and the wails of falling to the ground alternately spread throughout the entire convoy. Because the distance between vehicles was not enough, as long as one vehicle was hit, the vehicles in front and behind could be immobilized. Like a tiger The out-of-cage No. 3 tank is almost guaranteed to hit these "fixed targets" with perfect accuracy.
Suddenly, the entire British convoy was engulfed in flames.
The three Panzer III tanks lurking nearby all rushed over and used their machine guns to shoot at the British infantry who jumped out of the car and fled for their lives.
A large group of British infantrymen were fleeing and passing several ammunition trucks when a tank shell hit one of them.
In an instant, the power of the chain explosion shook the German tanks hundreds of meters away. Carlius was horrified to see human bodies flying into the sky like rag dolls, and then disintegrating in the air.
The flames and shock waves of the explosion carried a large amount of human flesh fragments and flew away, turning the road into a slaughterhouse.
"It's so ugly!" Calius shook his head in disgust: "Drive! I want to attack the high ground at the west end of the village!" His armored platoon left two No. 3 tanks to destroy the British transport convoy, while Calius's vehicle However, the group rushed to the British defensive position on the high ground outside the village alone.
In the distance, British Second Lieutenant Dyas was running desperately towards the British armored position on the high ground, where there was also an A22 tank and more than a dozen A20 tanks.
All these tanks faced away from the village, and the tank crews were sitting around the campfire eating breakfast and waiting.
Although he saw thick smoke billowing from the small village and the sound of explosions, he could not get any orders because the armored regiment headquarters had been destroyed by Calius.
Seeing Captain Dyas with blood on his face, the major leading the team asked repeatedly: "How is it? Have you repelled the Germans?"
"Damn it, start the tank! The Germans are right behind me!" Dyas shouted and gestured. At this moment, he heard the familiar and terrifying roar of the engine approaching quickly...
"Stuka!" the Englishman screamed.
In conjunction with the Air Force bombing, when Calius left, 17 British armored vehicle wrecks were left on the battlefield behind him. Apart from the Air Force's contribution, the rest was all done by Calius.
On the way back to the German station, Sergeant Van Der Sack of the Carlius crew congratulated him: "Oh my god, my commander, you now have the ability to destroy 20 enemy armored vehicles in a row in a battle." With your glorious record, you are the undisputed king of land warfare! No one on this British island can defeat you!"
"Fander Sar, killing is my professional requirement and not my hobby, and... our enemies are not just from the ground." Major Calius closed his eyes very tiredly and said: "This war is very important to Britain.
For civilians, it’s very boring..."
After the battle, in ruins.
Jean Gredoux and other British villagers stood in a daze on the ruins of the small village. For them, everything they had relied on for survival was destroyed.
A group of German tanks arrived, and he recognized the leader as the officer who had given him food last night.
"Sir, do you want to continue fighting?" Jean Gredoux asked.
The German military officer was speechless, and after a long time he replied in English: "As far as you are concerned, the war is about to end."
That night, the German army retreated in full force. On the afternoon of the next day, the small village ushered in the cautious British liberators, and Churchill could even boast that the British army had regained the lost ground. Even though this was just an ordinary small town that was not important.
The Germans are the real winners, because they understand that the first thing they need to conquer Britain is the hearts and minds of the people.
The German, French and Norwegian forces in Dover were about to capture the last barrier in south London. At this time, the main force of the German army that had fought all the way from Portsmouth could take a break.
It is not difficult to give some food to the British people who have lost their livelihood in the occupied areas. In the past, they have also seized British military supplies and food supplies along the way.
Then withdraw from some areas that have little strategic significance and were easily occupied before.
Subsequently, these areas were "recovered" by the National Guard.
However, the British government will naturally not be so generous to the German army. They can no longer give the refugees much aid or food.
Comparing the two, after the Battle of Britain, Germany was able to regain at least a small part of it, or to slightly stabilize some of its people.
This is the simple and small task that the Lutheran Army, which set out from Portsmouth, is now undertaking.