Imperial Overlord
: One hundred and twenty-four
The m11 tank weighs only a little more than 11 tons, which is similar to the No. 2 tank that Germany is about to completely eliminate.
However, under the cover of this tank, Italian soldiers still launched the first ground attack on the North African battlefield.
Compared to history, they were a month late to attack, so when they attacked, they were more prepared.
Now, they have more ammunition and more soldiers. In the eyes of the Italian commanders, it is already a win-win situation.
The British team opposite them was actually not that strong, and probably only half their strength.
"Long live the Kingdom of Italy!" As they walked, they found that the enemy did not seem to launch the counterattack they imagined.
Not even a single shot was fired on the opposite side. It seemed that only the Italians existed on the entire battlefield, and their enemies had been completely wiped out.
"My God... the artillery is also shooting too accurately?" A recruit sighed to his comrades beside him, holding his rifle.
His exclamation made the veteran next to him speechless. This soldier who just came to the front line in North Africa thought that his artillery had wiped out the enemy on the opposite side.
"Bah!" After spitting out a mouthful of sand that entered his mouth, the old soldier glanced at the new recruit and sneered, "Then you can pray that they will always play so accurately!"
Before his voice could fall, an anti-tank gun shell slammed into the armor of the Italian M11 tank that was rushing ahead.
The huge force penetrated the thin front armor of this Italian tank with only 30 mm at once, directly turning the tank into a pile of scrap metal.
All the Italian soldiers who were attacking fell down at once, as if they were knocked down by enemy bullets at the same time.
The British army was obviously not wiped out by the Italian artillery. They stubbornly guarded their positions and aimed their weapons at the approaching enemy.
"Tutu! Tutu!" The British Army's Bren light machine guns fired at the same time, and all of a sudden Italian soldiers saw the powerful firepower of the British Army.
"My God!" It was the Italian recruit who lamented that his own artillery was so powerful just now, holding his head at this time, and was frightened by the hellish scene in front of him.
Intensive tracer bullets shuttled through the sand and dust, and the attacking Italian army was suppressed by the oncoming bullets and could not lift their heads before they could see the figure on the opposite side.
"Damn it! They can see us!" an Italian soldier shouted in a panic, his cry nearly breaking everyone around him.
In fact, the British position is also in chaos now. Although the m11 tank is not very powerful, it does play a role of dust cover.
Facing the unseen sand and dust, the British soldiers could only fire at the unseen targets. They poured as much ammo in their hands as possible, hoping to rely on the hail of bullets to knock each other back.
Compared with the Italians, they are more nervous now, because the order given to them by their superiors is not to take a step back.
"Tanks!" The British soldiers shouted hysterically next to an anti-tank gun in the British position.
Their artillery was aimed at an approaching M11 tank, but due to aiming problems, it did not hit the approaching opponent.
The battle only lasted for half a minute, but it seemed like a day long. In this environment, everyone has a feeling of living like a year.
The Italian crew in the m11 tank is also firing frantically, hoping that their firepower can suppress the enemy on the opposite side.
The two machine guns on the turret shot out flames, and the tracer bullets hit the trenches of the British army in a straight line, picking up a cloud of smoke.
Because there is no radio, the m11 tank does not know that a tank has been destroyed by the enemy, and they do not know that the other side has anti-tank guns that have opened fire.
So from another point of view, not knowing the battlefield situation may be another kind of happiness for the Italian crew members.
At least, they didn't know about their friendly forces, including losses, until they were destroyed.
"Fire! Fire! Fight back! Cover our tanks!" The Italian officer lying on the ground roared loudly, ordering his soldiers to continue the attack.
His shouting did have an effect, and some Italian soldiers finally found that the other party's bullets didn't seem to be accurate, just flying around in a dense manner.
Few people around were killed, and they regained their courage. Some soldiers began to pick up their rifles and fired randomly in the distance.
Several Italian soldiers with machine guns also took the opportunity to find an uneven place, set up their own machine guns, and then the first support fire point also joined the army of random shooting.
"Bang!" "Tut! Tutu!" All kinds of gunshots echoed over the battlefield, and the British positions also felt the pressure from the Italian army.
Some bullets also hit the front of the British defenders' positions, and God seemed to be on the side of the Italians at this moment.
In the first round of the attack, a flying bullet hit a British soldier's forehead by coincidence.
He fell on his back spraying blood, making the British defenders feel the cruelty from the war all of a sudden.
At this time, the Italian m11 tank that was at the forefront was finally destroyed by the anti-tank artillery of the British defenders. It destroyed a long British position before it was destroyed.
Although the performance of the Italian m11 tank is really not very good when dealing with tanks and heavy targets, it is really not bad when supporting infantry combat.
The high turret is equipped with two machine guns at the same time, which allows the m11 tank to have a good vision when firing at the infantry.
So when the Italian commander fired at the British soldiers in the trenches with machine guns, he did achieve quite brilliant results.
British losses skyrocketed, and the Italian infantry came closer and closer to the British positions.
"Attack! Defeat those British! Defeat those British!" Through the flying yellow sand, the Italian officers had already seen the British positions on the opposite side, which were constantly flickering with muzzle flames.
Now that they have seen the enemy, the enemy will naturally be able to see them, the British soldiers' shooting began to become more accurate, and the Italian soldiers fell one by one.
However, more Italian soldiers launched a charge, accompanied by m11 tanks to attack the British positions.
The battle suddenly became fierce, people were killed every moment, and blood was flowing.
Obviously, because the Italians were well prepared, their combat performance has improved significantly. They did not collapse as soon as they were rumored, and even attacked the British position.
The British army was disorganized by a series of surprise attacks by Li Le, and became weaker than in history. Their defense suffered serious problems, and soon the ammunition became unsustainable.
Two hours after the fighting began, the Italian soldiers occupied two British positions, and the British soldiers, apparently unwilling to fight, began to retreat.
"Down with Salume! Tribute to the leader Mussolini!" After occupying the advantage on the battlefield, the combat effectiveness of the Italian army was still considerable.
At least in the downwind state, the Italian army can better complete its combat missions. Especially when their opponents, the British, had no fighting spirit, their fighting spirit became high.
Salum, a town on the border between Egypt and Libya, was really just a small supply point, and taking it would allow Italy to extend the war into Egypt.
At the same time, only by occupying Salem can the Italian army open up the road line of communication and advance along the road to the next stronghold, Burgbug.
In a piece of yellow sand, the Italian soldiers followed their supply vehicles, various vehicles, and mules and horses, and took their own steps towards the depth of the British line of defense.
Now their fighting spirit is high, they have captured the border defense of the British defenders, and defeated the British defenders on the opposite side. It seems that they are only one step away from victory.
...
"My head of state!" In the distant Brest, Bauman hurriedly knocked on the door of Li Le's office. Instead of being alone with Eva, Li Le found an excuse to be busy with official business and returned to his office inside.
He didn't know how to get along with Eva, so he instinctively chose the safest way to avoid it. Although it was just a delay, he still enjoyed it.
"What's going on? What's wrong?" Li Le asked with a frown when he saw Bowman hurriedly walking in front of him.
"A very important news, the Italian army is attacking Egypt!" Baumann handed the message to Li Le, and the inscription was the German Afrika Korps.
Obviously ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Italian side did not directly notify Li Le, the German head of state, but as a trivial matter, it was only notified to the German Afrika Corps Command.
"Damn it! Is Mussolini crazy? I have given him advice to start his operations in mid-September, when I can have Rommel support him!" Li Le threw the telegram on the table On, some headaches in front of the situation.
He can predict what has happened in history, but cannot predict what has not happened; likewise, he can control the actions of some people, but he cannot control the greedy character of human beings.
"Führer, what are we going to do about this?" Bowman looked at Li Le and asked softly.
"Of course! Immediately contact the French and all the merchant ships, transport ships, and even warships we can find!" Li Le said depressedly and ordered.
He paused for a while, and then finished the second half of the sentence: "Bring the Afrikaans to Sirte!" () "Imperial Overlord" only represents the author's point of view, if it is found that its content violates national laws Please delete any conflicting content, and we are only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!
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