Chapter 838： 1 fierce battle

From the weight point of view, the Panther 3 did not have much advantage in this impact. At least, it could not use its own engine to push the opponent and keep the opponent overturned like the previous bullying of light tanks.

After all, the Panther 3 is a 40-ton tank, but the Sherman tank is also a 30-ton tank. In this case, the violent impact caused both tanks to shock.

After releasing the throttle, the distance between the Panther 3 tank and the opponent opened again, and at this time Brandt's tank and turret were already rotating.

It was originally just turned away by a small angle, but now, the turret turned quickly, and it quickly turned back. The 88mm barrel is only a few centimeters away from the opponent's tall turret!

"Fire!" Brandt shouted loudly.

"Boom!" The 88mm steel-cored armor-piercing projectile emerged from the barrel, with hot flames and thick black smoke, and almost immediately got into the opponent's turret!

There was a huge explosion, and the turret of this tank was directly pierced through. Then, black smoke emerged from the place where it was pierced, followed by a greater flame.

wreck!

The battle was going on fiercely, and the British armored soldiers, relying on the spirit of not afraid of death, desperately rushed to the German position, they also killed several German tanks.

However, the exchange ratio between the two sides is really too miserable, not even five to one, which means that to destroy a German tank, they will have to destroy at least five Sherman tanks!

Even if their tanks were large enough, they couldn't withstand this consumption. What's more, the German tanks that rushed up seemed to be quite a lot!

How to do?

Montgomery frowned when the news of the frontline encounter with a German armored division reached the rear headquarters.

I thought that the main force of the Germans was all on the northern front, and the Italian position was a weak underbelly. Now, how come an additional armored unit suddenly appeared?

"The general, the 15th Armored Division of the Germans, was only recently transferred from the mainland. They went ashore in the middle of the night and their whereabouts were hidden. We did not detect it."

Both sides have retained their strength. Hundreds of tanks suddenly appeared on the British side, and a new armored division could naturally emerge from the German side. However, the arrival of this armored division made Montgomery realize Big things are bad.

"The latest U.S. assistance to our tanks is still unable to force the German tanks in terms of performance." Subordinates continued to report bad news one by one: "The main gun of this tank cannot penetrate the main armor of the German tank."

In fact, when I saw this batch of tanks, Montgomery really didn’t have much hope. The gun barrels above were thick enough, but not long enough. If you look at other German tanks, the tank guns are powerful enough. Now, it really is!

He counterattacked from the north, attracting the attention of the Germans, and then the real main direction of attack was in the south, just to avoid direct contact with the German main tank units. Who would have thought that he would still be hit!

"We can't fight hard with the Germans. If this goes on, our foundation will be exhausted. Moreover, once the Germans break through our tank unit, the infantry following will be in trouble." The subordinate continued.

They can't do it hard, they can only retreat, but if they retreat in this way, then the German armored forces will rush up and the situation is even more dangerous. It can be said that the situation is already very dangerous!

"Order the armored forces in front to continue holding for fifteen minutes, and the troops behind to retreat back to the defense line and prepare to defend!" Montgomery said.

Up to now, the outcome has not been divided, and we still have a chance!

The armored units in front continue to fight. For them, every second of persistence means sacrifice.

They must persist. Now they are in a glued state with the German forces. Once they retreat, they will definitely be defeated.

Relying on the spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice, they continued to persevere. One after another tanks ignited a big fire, and billowing black smoke appeared. The rising smoke was the soul of the war dead.

The number of Sherman tanks is getting smaller and smaller. When the retreat order was issued, more than 200 tanks were set off, and now there are only less than 50 left!

They couldn’t change direction, so they had to put in reverse gear and slowly retreat. Fortunately, the German troops did not like to fight. After a fierce battle, their ammunition consumption was not small. In this way, the remaining British tank troops were Can finally retreat back.

Compared to their luck, the tank troops on the northern defense line were not so lucky. They were ravaged by two armored divisions and eventually all died.

The only thing they deserved to be praised was that they died and did not surrender. They all died on the battlefield upright, and the German army, with this invigorating force, occupied the front line of Mount Aisha.

The battle on the first day ended in this way.

"Italian army, it is really embarrassing!" Rommel's voice was loud in the headquarters: "Today, if our tank troops did not arrive in time, then the Italian army would all surrender to the British! The line of defense will be opened, and the British troops will continuously flow out, go around behind us and surround us!"

The battle during the day made Rommel quite dissatisfied.

The Italian army obviously has so many anti-tank guns, they didn't release a single shot! They watched as the British tanks rolled over and on top of their heads, and then they surrendered.

Such an army, a weak army like noodles, is really shameful!

"Report~www.novelhall.com~The Italian soldiers who flinched during the day are all under control." At this moment, the adjutant came in and said.

"On the battlefield, retreating on the battlefield, violating military orders, and surrendering to the British, what use is there to keep such soldiers?" Rommel said: "Now, as the commander-in-chief of the North African coalition forces, I give orders to shoot them all. !"

Hearing this, Marshal Graziani, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke.

"They also had a reason. It wasn't because they couldn't find the crowbar and couldn't open the ammunition box, so they didn't fire the cannon." Marshal Graziani said, "Just forgive them this time. Send it back to Italy?"

"Enough!" Rommel stood up, pointed to Marshal Graziani's nose, and said: "I have endured enough. Instead of having such a noodle army, it is better to let the Germans fight on their own, at least not to be afraid. , I tell you, to go back, you whole Italian army, give me all back to Italy! The entire Middle East, our German army is enough to fight!"

Marshal Rommel, who usually looked amiable, was like an angry lion.