Imperial Overlord

Is there a lack of war in Germany today? Of course not missing! The Luftwaffe can train its talents in Britain, the Navy can fight in the Atlantic, and the Army can fight a real war in the Balkans.

Just on the French coastline, when the German Marine Corps recruits were practicing in order to land in the United Kingdom, the war in the Balkans was really burning.

Behind a low wall, German soldiers, holding their weapons, waited to cover their tanks and crush the obstacles directly ahead.

The track of the No. 4 tank rolled forward, and the obstacles built by the Greek soldiers were quickly pushed down by the huge body of the tank, making a loud clatter.

Then, dust and smoke rose from the rubble, and the German soldiers then rushed out of the cover where they were hiding, and began their new attack.

On the opposite side of the street, the machine guns of the Greek defenders began to fire violently, and the tracer bullets shuttled through the dust, hitting the steel plate of the tank, and splashing everywhere.

In street fighting, the tank is surrounded by a very terrifying magnetic field of stray bullets. Hiding around tanks is not a good option.

Because the enemy's infantry cannot calmly control their emotions, the soldiers will use the weapons in their hands to subconsciously fire on the tanks closest to them.

Bullets hit the tank's armor from all directions, get blocked by the armor, and bounce all over the place.

These flying stray bullets can easily hit the infantry next to the tank, so unless it is a last resort, soldiers rarely stand next to the tank during street fighting.

Because of this, the infantry on the attacking side generally just followed behind the tank, rather than walking on both sides of the tank...

The No. 4 tank turned in the narrow street, and its clumsy body looked inflexible at all. This No. 4 tank has been fitted with panel skirts on both sides, which looks a lot stronger.

"Dang! Dangdang!" The large-caliber machine gun bullet hit the thin skirt, leaving a row of crooked bullet holes on it.

The sparks erupted from the collision of metals, making the surroundings gleam with light. German soldiers shuttled through the streets, carrying a Mauser 98k rifle with the same logo, and holding a wooden-handled m24 grenade in the other hand.

It is almost the current standard equipment of the German army. Where there are German troops, you can see m35 steel helmets, m24 grenades, and Mauser 98k rifles...

Of course, compared with the real history, the German army now has some good things that have never been equipped in history, or that it will be equipped in a few years.

For example, the h-type tactical harness is an excellent product after the head of state improved the y-type tactical harness, which is welcomed by the majority of soldiers.

Although the original Y-type tactical strap is still fixed, it has become a bit overwhelmed because of the increasing number of accompanying equipment of the German army.

The end result is that the y-shaped straps are often pulled and deformed by cumbersome items such as gas masks, making it more inconvenient for soldiers to move.

Now, the H-shaped harness that is more in line with the mechanical principles brings a more relaxed weight-bearing experience to German soldiers. Soldiers can carry more food and ammunition, which often means more chances of survival on the battlefield.

The German Wehrmacht soldiers wearing such a new type of suspenders are at this moment in Athens, the capital of Greece, engaged in hard street battles with the British army and the Greek defenders.

"Set up machine guns at a high place! Cover the tanks to the next block! Organize cross-fire and cover the machine gun shooters!" A German platoon commander loudly ordered his men behind a pile of rubble.

He arranged the tactics, and the soldiers had to execute them. The machine gunner carried a heavy mg-42 machine gun on his shoulder and rushed into a staircase beside him amid the hail of bullets.

The sub-shooter followed his companion. He was carrying an ammunition box with a chain around his neck and a Mauser 98k rifle behind him. He ran as fast as walking.

What the cumbersome movement needs is the cover of his companions who will give up their lives. Beside him, a German shooter with an mp-38 submachine gun empties a whole magazine of bullets in one breath.

At the same time, several Mauser rifles were fired, and the ammunition fired by the German soldiers did suppress the opposing Greek defenders.

At a very close distance, the two sides poured their ammunition on their enemies like crazy. On both sides of the street of dozens of meters, tracer bullets come and go, weaving a net of fire.

The breathless machine gunner, carrying his own weapon, stepped on the corpses of civilians, and climbed to the third floor, which was already somewhat dilapidated.

He panted and looked at his surroundings, then found a relatively broken window, opened the bipod of the machine gun, and placed his weapon in a relatively secure place.

The sub-shooter knelt down on one knee beside him, tore off the ammunition chain hanging from his neck, and pressed it on the bolt cover opened by the machine gunner.

The shooter quickly snapped the cover of his gun, then pulled the bolt, causing the machine gun to make a crisp clatter.

Then, the German machine gun shooter, who had already put his eyes on the crosshair, aimed at the ruins of the building on the opposite side, which was constantly flashing with muzzle light.

"Phew!" He took a deep breath and then spit it out. After calming down his nervousness, the machine gun shooter squeezed his finger on the trigger.

"Tu Tu! Tu Tu Tu!" That unique, dense sound that seemed to be tearing linen, immediately began to sing.

The nickname of the Führer's Chainsaw was given to the mg-42 by the Allies. This nickname is the best proof of the strength of the mg-42 machine gun, and it is also the highest praise given by an opponent.

With the slight vibration of the machine gun body, the bullet chain passing through the gun body bounced with the vibration, as if it had life.

At the same time, with the beating of the bullet chain, the shells under the gun began to tinkle and fall, colliding with each other, making a nice sound.

It's just that the sound of the fire was too loud to cover up this pleasant sound. This is on a brutal and **** battlefield, and of course no one appreciates the beauty of this moment.

Bullets like raindrops flew out from behind a broken window on the third floor and crossed over to hit the opposite position.

It only took a moment, and the position of the Athens defenders was hit by hail-like bullets in a white fog, and the firepower of the defenders was suddenly suppressed.

The opponent's fierce shooting just now had stopped, and the German soldiers rushed out of their bunker and approached their target.

The grenadiers carrying grenades calmly threw their grenades near the opponent's bunker, and then the entire street was flooded with dust blown away by the air waves.

"Damn it!" His ears were buzzing with the loud noise of the grenade exploding, and the machine gunner on the third floor complained loudly.

However, the action in his hand did not slow down a bit, and bullets were still flying out of his muzzle, shooting at the Greek soldiers who were shaken by the grenade and wanted to get up and retreat.

Blood splattered, and the minced meat was hit by bullets everywhere. Three or five Greek soldiers who stood up fell down, and the rest gave up their plans to stand up and continue to escape.

Because of the distance, the shooter and the sub-shooter are two people, and you can even see the distorted faces of the enemies across the street when they are shot.

"Retreat! Retreat!" On the opposite side, Greek mixed with English kept shouting, and the Greek soldiers who were struggling to get up were quickly killed by the Germans.

Others tried to hold on to their original positions, but they immediately tasted the power of the German m24 grenade.

Seeing that the Greek soldiers were retreating, the No. 4 tank that followed the infantry to attack in the alley, covering its own infantry, rushed to the other end of the street and occupied a circular flower bed there.

The flowers on the flowerbeds were all dead, the pots were shattered, and the bodies of civilians and Greek soldiers were still on them.

On the other side, next to the flower bed is a large pit that was blown out by a shell. The crater was also littered with warm shell casings and the bodies of two Greek soldiers.

The German soldiers were leaning against the various bunkers next to the flower beds with their weapons, covering their machine guns high up, and at this time they had stopped roaring.

The sub-shooter opened the mechanism on the gun and pulled out the barrel of the mg-42 machine gun from the side. It's a genius design that makes it easy to fit a new barrel into a machine gun.

Soon, in just over ten seconds, the sub-shooter had done his job, and then fiddled with the hot barrel.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The extremely fast gunshots, which were so dense and connected, sounded again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The bullets flew over the flower beds at the end, knocking the Greek soldiers farther to the ground.

The battle is still going on bloody, the city of Athens controlled by Germany is getting bigger and bigger, and the remaining British defenders and Greek troops are suppressed in a small block, and there is no possibility of winning at all.

"God bless... In this case, there is no need for me to continue." Standing at the door of an underground bunker, watching the black smoke rising in the distance, the commander of the Greek garrison put his hands behind his back in pain. said the British officer.

The British officer sighed and tried his best to say, "Your Excellency, I hope you will continue to hold on for 2 to 3 days to gain more chances for victory."

"My soldiers are exhausted... What they need is hot water and food. But now they are short of ammunition, how can this kind of battle persist?" The Greek general shook his head and walked back to his desk. Picked up the phone: "Let the soldiers stop resisting..."

Watching his allies surrender in front of him, the British officer bowed his head and sighed, but there was really nothing he could do to object.