The British army wanted to throw more mines, but they had no chance.

Several German soldiers had already ignited the grenades and threw them up... Although the M24 grenade is heavier, it is easier to throw. German soldiers familiar with their use could easily drop them through windows into houses.

Then there was only a "boom" explosion, and a scream came from the room.

Just after the explosion, several German soldiers rushed in with submachine guns. Then there was another burst of submachine guns, and the New Zealand soldiers in the room were cleared... Although the New Zealand soldiers are of good quality, But there is still a gap between the German troops who crawled out of the battlefield, and often just a small gap on the battlefield can determine each other's life and death.

Only then did Qin Chuan have time to turn his gaze to the soldier who was throwing himself at the grenade.

The medical soldier was carefully turning him over, but no one could bear to see the tragic scene after he was turned over... His stomach had been torn apart by a grenade, and there were blurry pieces of flesh and blood everywhere, and there were several pieces of shrapnel. The severed intestines fell out.

But he was not dead yet, his face was as white as paper, and the muscles on his face were twitching with pain.

"Senior...sergeant!" The soldier called Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized that this soldier was the recruit who had asked him to take the letter back to his hometown.

The recruit tried to reach his arms, but failed several times.

Qin Chuan knew what he was going to do, so he took out the letter from his arms for him, nodded and said: "I know, Würzburg... don't worry, I will bring it to your lover, and I will also I will tell her about your deeds, how heroic you were and how little pain you suffered when you died!”

The recruit smiled, then breathed his last.

Qin Chuan broke off half of the recruit's ID tag, then slowly stood up and put the ID tag and the letter in the pocket of his jacket.

Another tank drove up, the tank wreckage was pushed aside, and then continued to cover the troops' advance.

The German soldiers quickly cleared the house opposite and retrieved an "English crossbow" with blood stains from it.

"That's what destroyed our tank!" Werner said.

"So we have to be careful!" Bazel said, "There may be more than one of them!"

Bazel was right. New Zealand soldiers took at least thirty of them from the warehouse...

Fortunately, New Zealand soldiers have not been equipped with this thing before and certainly have not received relevant training. This leads to their irregular operation and low accuracy... The "English crossbow" has a characteristic that it does not fire after pulling the trigger. Will fire immediately, but must continue aiming for a while.

The New Zealand soldiers didn't know this, so the armor-piercing rounds always missed their target at the last moment.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise the fifty tanks of the 21st Armored Division would not be able to survive under these thirty or so "English Crossbows".

However, even so, the German army still suffered heavy losses... The armored division lost thirteen tanks in less than half an hour after entering Alexandria, and it is foreseeable that more will be lost in the near future.

One of the reasons for this is that the "English Crossbow" has no tail flame or smoke when it is fired, which means that it is difficult for German soldiers to find its position and suppress it with fire, so it often fires a second or even third time. Opportunity.

"General!" Colonel Olbridge reported to General Strike: "If this continues, it won't be long before all our tanks are wiped out!"

"But we have no other choice, don't we?" General Strike replied: "If there is no tank cover, our infantry will be in danger!"

"I suggest the infantry go ahead!" said Colonel Olbridge. "Or let them search the house!"

"Do you think such a search is useful?" General Strike shook his head and said, "They can hide in any place, and even wear civilian clothes to blend in. Are the scouts going to do their bidding one by one?"

Such was the disadvantage of fighting in an enemy city, and the New Zealand soldiers clearly took full advantage of it.

"They don't even need to hide!" Colonel Slain, as the head of the infantry regiment, obviously did not recommend that the infantry go ahead: "The house is the enemy's best bunker. We don't know where the enemy is, but the enemy knows our location very well. Position... They only need to drop a few grenades or suddenly extend a machine gun from the roof, and the infantry will fall in pieces under the machine gun! In other words, without tank cover, they will not be able to move at all. Not to mention going out for reconnaissance!"

This has always been a problem in street fighting, and even in modern times this problem has not been solved well... Whether it is an American or a Soviet-style advanced tank, it will be limited by cheap and lightweight rocket launchers in street fighting.

If there is any good solution, it would be to level the houses on both sides of the street so that enemies holding individual anti-tank weapons have nowhere to hide and cannot get close to the tanks.

"But this is not the way to go, right?" Colonel Olbridge said: "In half an hour... we only advanced three kilometers and lost thirteen tanks, and the losses are still continuing..."

At this time, there were several more roars from the front. Colonel Olbridge spread his hands and said: "Look, we have lost more than thirteen tanks now. If this continues, we will soon have no tanks left to use!"

"We may be able to withdraw outside the city and choose another route!" Colonel Slain said: "I mean, it might be much simpler if we attack from the coastal road in the west!"

Colonel Slain's suggestion makes some sense, because the Corniche is wider, and the other side of it is the uninhabited Mediterranean Sea, which means that the German army only needs to pay attention to the side with houses... This will at least reduce Half of the enemies.

But General Strike shook his head.

"We can't do this!" General Strike said: "Because it is daytime, driving the tanks to a more open area... means having to withstand the bombing of the British Air Force!"

Hearing this, the officers couldn't help but fell silent.

The current situation is not about withdrawing or not... They always thought that as long as they hit Alexander, they would be unstoppable, but they didn't expect that they would fall into such a quagmire.

After a long silence, Colonel Slaine said, "Maybe we should call the sergeant here and hear what he thinks!"

At this time, a staff officer who was answering the phone raised his head and reported to General Strike: "General, the call from the Second Infantry Company is from Sergeant Frick!"

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