Imperial Overlord

"Damn it, the Germans didn't give us a chance at all!" Looking at the airport visited by the bombers, the American commander grumbled to the British officer beside him.

They came from afar, hoping to take off from Crete and bomb the airfields in Libya - but now the airfields attacked by the Luftwaffe, the Italian fleet is also on the sea.

The runway of the airport was partially blown up, and now the big guys like taking off the b-17 are a little powerless.

"According to the news from the Greek intelligence personnel, the German army is gathering paratroopers and organizing landing troops... The scale is quite large." The British officer said nervously.

It's really hard for him, and now he has to face the situation of fighting alone in the Mediterranean. Although he has a lot of troops in his hands, there are also many enemies he can face.

The Italian navy's fleet had reached the open sea and had been shelling the British positions in the afternoon. Although the other party does not seem to want to destroy the airport, the pressure it can bring is undeniable.

Airmen of the United States Army Air Forces, clamoring to get out of this dangerous place. No one mentions the aerial bombs already on the way, nor the bombing of Libya.

The news that the Germans might attack within 24 hours sensitized everyone. The British army and the withdrawing Greek army were at this moment in disagreement.

The British army naturally hoped that they could continue to resist, at least until the American bombers went to blow up the oil fields in Libya, and then study the surrender.

But the Greek army had already surrendered at this time, and if the defenders on Crete continued to persist, it would seem a little out of place.

With such a relationship, the British army became distrustful of the Greeks on these islands. The two sides are on guard against each other, which directly affects the defense of the island.

On a small island of Crete, there are troops from the United Kingdom, indigenous people in the Middle East, soldiers from Greece, and volunteers from the United States.

In such a chaotic situation, it is conceivable to mobilize the army to organize defense and build a solid line of defense.

"Repair the airport! We will leave tonight! If any of you want to go together, we can take some people away." The officer of the US Army Air Forces did not want to stay here for a moment.

There are 50 b-17s parked behind him. These bombers are used to bomb Libya. If all of them are lost in Crete, wouldn't the whole plan go bankrupt?

"We have some wounded... If it can be transported back to the Middle East, I would be very grateful." The British officer who stayed behind said gratefully.

Now he is in a daze, the island of Crete is in chaos, and the German attack may start at any time. The tragic battle is about to break out, and there is really not much time left for the British.

Suddenly, the shrill air defense siren sounded, making everyone's heart skip a beat! With the sound, the British officer raised his head and looked at the sky, just in time to see the light of a searchlight in the sky, projected among the clouds.

"The Germans are coming! The Germans are coming!" A soldier ran over in a panic, shouting loudly, as if to remind everyone that the danger was coming.

As a result, when he ran to the side of the British officer, he was blocked by the British officer: "What are you shouting? Is it an enemy air strike, or something else happened, make it clear!"

The soldier was pulled by the officer and hurriedly saluted, but the answer was confused: "We don't know either, but when we saw the plane, the alarm went off."

Hearing the other party's answer, the British officer could only put down the hand that was blocking the other party, and turned his eyes to the sky again.

Then, in the light of the searchlight, he saw a round black shadow. As a result, a cold air poured into his inner organs, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, the British officer shouted loudly: "The paratroopers of the German army! Let all the troops be on alert! Don't mess around and defend the key areas on the island!"

The expected German airborne troops finally appeared, and when the troops did arrive, the British officers were not relieved, but found themselves even more nervous.

The mountain-like pressure made the British officers breathless. The circular parachutes in the sky opened one after another, making people feel hopeless.

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In the sky, along with the explosion of anti-aircraft guns, Lyman found pitifully that his plane was shaking violently.

Like a boat floating on the sea, the turbulence made the occupants of the plane very uncomfortable. Gunther, who had always been chattering, closed his mouth with a pale face now.

Although he couldn't see the other party's face, as the plane trembled, Lyman felt that the face of Gunther opposite him must be pale. He knew it must be so, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"Gentlemen! Open the hatch! Our destination is here!" The pilot turned around and yelled at the paratroopers in the fuselage behind him.

Then, Lehman squinted his eyes, stood up and staggered to the door of the cabin, turned around and shouted loudly to his soldiers: "Stand up! Prepare to parachute!"

Yes, stand up and get ready to skydive! All the soldiers got up on the bumpy plane. They were carrying very heavy supplies, so it was very difficult to get up.

With each other's help, everyone finally stood up in the small cabin. After Layman confirmed it, he opened the door beside him.

A cold wind suddenly rushed into the Junkers ju-25 aircraft. Everyone narrowed their eyes involuntarily, and a beam of searchlight light was shaking constantly in the distance.

"Hang up the umbrella lock! Gentlemen! Try to straighten your body!" Ryman dutifully confirmed loudly at his post: "Check and report the number!"

"Ready!" the first soldier shouted loudly. Then came the second and third, and when the last anti-tank had shouted to be ready, Lehmann gave way to the hatch.

"Jump! Jump! Jump!" He shouted a word repeatedly, urging his soldiers to jump out of the cabin. When the first soldier jumped out of the cabin according to his order, a row of tracer rounds just came over.

Although he didn't hit the plane, he also frightened Lyman who was standing at the door of the cabin. Then the second soldier jumped out of the cabin, just in time to be illuminated by the light of the tracer.

The scale of the German airdrops obviously exceeded the number that the defenders on Crete could imagine. The number of anti-aircraft guns on the other side was not large. Although it looked scary, it did not cause any substantial trouble to the German paratroopers.

When Gunther was parachuting, he twitched for a while at the hatch. His face was pale, and Lyman felt like a prophet who could predict everything that happened in front of him.

When the last soldier with a bazooka jumped out of the cabin, Lyman saw the co-pilot who was closing the door.

"Goodbye!" Along with the noise of the air, the sound of cannons outside the window, and the roar of the engine, Lyman shouted such a sentence and jumped out of his plane.

One of the buckles in his arms was torn apart by Layman, and the weapons, food and most of the ammunition tied to him fell off, pulled by the straps tied around his waist, and fell to the ground.

This structure is also learned from the later American paratroopers, so that the bulky materials fall to the ground first, which can reduce the paratrooper's own load and ensure the safety of parachuting.

Hearing the wind whistling in his ears, the new umbrella allowed him to keep his body as upright as possible in the air. He saw tracers flying into the sky in the distance, but he couldn't see the ground beneath his feet.

The dark night provided excellent cover for the German paratroopers, but also made them lose their unfamiliar reference to landing landmarks.

The paratroopers didn't know where they were dropped, and they didn't know which direction they were gathering, which was the right choice.

After all, the preparation time was too hasty, and they had just arrived in Greece for only one day. During the day, they spend most of their time resting and doing recovery training, and then they meet to get their targets.

Some attack targets have simple aerial photos, such as airports or important road nodes, and important buildings.

There are also some attack targets that have no reference at all, and are simply marked on the map, which makes people feel annoyed.

And then, everyone was a little too naive - when they were thrown out of the plane, everyone realized that they couldn't see anything at all.

They couldn't find any reference at all except for the tracers of the enemy and the flickering light of flares in the sky! Including the earth, they have little sense of direction.

"Damn it!" He complained in a low voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After Lehmann felt the pulling force on his waist suddenly decrease, before he could recover, his feet hit the ground .

Without the slightest bit of mental preparation for buffering, he felt his face hit the grass and his feet stumbled on his supplies bag. This action is quite accurate to describe face-first.

Before Lyman struggled to get up, the huge parachute cloth above his head was covered. Then Lehmann, who was dizzy, could only give up the idea of ​​getting up.

He turned over and began to open his parachute diligently, so that he could see the surrounding scene and make his next judgment.

Then, he flipped open the parachute, and found that he still couldn't see the surroundings clearly, so he could only feel the darkness for a while to sort out the supplies bags under his feet.

He pulled out his stg-44 assault rifle from above, then pulled the bolt swiftly and put the bullet into the chamber.

The gun machine smoothly returned to its normal position, making a crisp clattering sound. It seems that the fall from high altitude did not damage the weapon, and Lyman's luck is not bad.