My Third Empire

Chapter 1033

"These stupid Germans! Do they think they are made of iron? " An Italian commander put down his telescope, then knocked on the 75mm antiaircraft gun beside him, pointed to the German Paratroopers who were attacking there, and ordered: "aim in that direction, fire and suppress them!"

"Yes! Sir The Italian artillery nodded and aimed his artillery at the German Paratroopers who were attacking. He shook the handle and aimed the gun. Then the loaders pulled out a shell from the reinforced concrete shell storage compartment and loaded it into the gun chamber.

"Fire!" With an order, the Italian soldier, who had a clear advantage in heavy weapons, pulled his gun. It turns out that not all Italian defense projects are shoddy. At least the airport was carefully designed and built by Italians when it was built.

The shell hit the German Paratroopers in the attack crowd, and several paratroopers fell in the pool of blood. The impact was suppressed by the explosion, and the Italian firepower of the substitute shooter was found. After the short-term cease-fire, the German Paratroopers began to roar, and the situation became more difficult.

Borol watched as his soldiers were overwhelmed by the enemy's bullets and shells. But there was really no good way for him except to attack as soon as possible and break through the Italian position. In fact, retreat is also a choice, but this choice has long been deleted from the dictionary of German Paratroopers.

"Did you get in touch with battalion 2 on the west side of the airport? What's the situation over there? " On the top of borol's head, a row of enemy troops shot craters and were steaming with hot air. Bullets were flying everywhere, and sparks were splashing everywhere. Everyone had to keep his body as low as possible to avoid the enemy's fire.

"Sir! They are also suppressed by the Italian firepower. We didn't consider that there would be such a tenacious Italian counterattack before The company commander who followed borol said with a bitter smile, "they occupy a high place and have heavy firepower. Don't we have any plans?"

"Of course there are plans!" At the same time, far away from the place where they were fighting in borol, general Holt, with his hands behind his back, said to his men with a smile in a front-line headquarters just set up: "the main reason why we don't carry heavy firepower is that our heavy firepower can arrive on the battlefield at any time!"

"You mean our support firepower has reached the battlefield?" An officer was puzzled and looked at his boss. Then he suddenly realized something and began to smile: "this is really what those Italian bastards suffer."

Just as the commander of company 1 asked borol if he had any plans, two Stuka bombers dived from borol's head. The shrill sound of the irregular fuselage rubbing against the air, accompanied by the sound of the whistle, made the whole German paratrooper feel happy.

This is simply the most wonderful music in the world, because it is a great hymn to save their lives. When a bomb dropped from the belly of a Stuka bomber hit the concrete fortification of an anti-aircraft gun position, all the German Paratroopers cheered, because the wind from the huge explosion was so fresh that it blew away all the gunshots of the resisters.

Before the Italian garrison could point the flattened antiaircraft guns back to the sky, the German bombers suddenly went into battle. The two Stukas were just the vanguard in the front. At this time, at least ten Stukas swooped down from the clouds behind the two Stukas, aiming their terrible heads at their targets.

"Come on! Hurry up Just now, the arrogant Italian officer was already in a hurry. He wanted to go to battle himself and aim the 75mm antiaircraft gun at the rampant German aircraft in the sky. He pushed aside the hand shaking the handle, shaking the handle himself, pointing the muzzle of the cannon at the German plane in the sky.

The whole position around the airport has been bombed into a sea of fire by these Stuka bombers. The Italian garrison, which has just steadily occupied the dominant position, has now broken up in chaos under this devastating attack. The so-called resistance has become a complete joke. Now they don't even have the ability to escape guns, let alone stop those fierce paratroopers.

"Aim! Aim at that plane! Knock it down and everyone will be rewarded 1OOO no! 3ooo！” The officer shook the adjusting handle of the cannon and encouraged his subordinates around him. Hearing this large sum of money, the soldiers worked very hard and soon aimed their guns at a German plane in the distance.

Unfortunately, they didn't see behind their heads that two German Stuka bombers had aimed their dive course at the permanent position of the anti-aircraft gun. They start to dive, whistling, and then point the 2omm cannon on their wings at the unsuspecting prey.

"Suddenly! Suddenly German pilots are not allowed to attack Italians. On the contrary, they are armed with bombs and full of ammunition. They are ordered to destroy all resistance. So they didn't hesitate to pull the trigger of the fire, throwing the dense bullets at the enemy under their sight.