novelAbuy Chapter 93 Blitzkrieg against the Kingdom of Yugoslavia: The Green Devil of the German Special Force
Chapter 93 Blitzkrieg against the Kingdom of Yugoslavia: The Green Devil of the German Special Force
Chapter 94 Blitzkrieg against the Kingdom of Yugoslavia: The Green Devil of the German Special Forces Makes His Debut
In the capital Belgrade, Alexander I has been very worried these past few days, unable to sleep well at night, tossing and turning in bed.
Sean Wayne's prophecy was like a curse; Germany was excited, but he was worried.
He only caught a slight breather in the days following the German air raids on Crete.
Pulling on his pajamas, Alexander I, at the Queen's urging, patted her hand and gripped it tightly.
"I'm fine. I'm thinking about whether to contact Berlin. We're currently neutral, but for the sake of the country, we need to make some compromises in exchange for peace."
"Rest for a while, then get up and do what you want to do." The Queen held Alexander I's hand, telling him not to worry.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little thirsty."
4:25 AM.
Air raid sirens sounded across the Kingdom of Yugoslavia.
The sound of airplane engines could be heard over Viles, Skopje, Sofia, the capital Belgrade, and other major cities.
De Gaulle boasted that the Germans were not prepared, but Göring wanted to tell him that it was the army, not the air force, and that the German air force had almost emptied its coffers in the Greek war.
A large number of aircraft are deployed along the line of Greece, Italy, Hungary, and Bulgaria.
At this moment, the Air Force once again declared to the world the unparalleled importance of air superiority.
Countless planes flew towards the Kingdom of Yugoslavia from all directions.
Croatians and Slovenes even came out of their homes and shouted happily at the German planes in the sky.
"German, a German!"
Large numbers of women waved their hands and shouted to the sky.
"We've finally gotten rid of those damned Serbs and can build our own country."
Most people in northwestern Yugoslavia regarded the Germans as their saviors.
Many Croatian soldiers not only did not lay down their weapons when German troops stepped onto the streets, but even provided them with supplies and maintained order.
Weichs, the key commander of the Second Army, had not expected that the provincial capitals in the northwest would be so easy to manage; they encountered no resistance along the way.
"Moving rapidly toward Belgrade."
In the Montenegrin direction, the 5th and 6th Mountain Divisions of the 12th Army crossed the border into southern Argentina, followed by four Italian Mountain Divisions.
"Should we wait for them?"
The commander of the Fifth Division looked at the Italians dragging their feet behind him and said with a headache.
"No, ignore them. We don't need prisoners. Let them lay down their weapons along the way and hand them over to the Italians. Don't waste our time."
Our sole objective is to advance rapidly to Belgrade and bring the city to our gates.
In the Bulgarian direction, Marshal List, who was personally leading two armored divisions, looked at the map.
"You have one day, one day to occupy Sofia."
"yes!"
The two armored division commanders received their orders and left, followed by mechanized units.
The roar in the sky grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the Kingdom of Yugoslavia.
The Stuka's piercing whistle, like the roar of a demon, suddenly slammed down from the sky.
Explosions erupted in numerous cities.
"The Germans, the Germans have really attacked."
The sky was sprinkled with umbrellas like flowers.
A company of hunter scouts landed quickly, looked around, and then located the weapons supply crates.
Instruments with antennas were set up on the ground.
The transport planes nearby immediately detected the ground signal.
"Correct course, target drop location."
The ground signaling system began sending out beacons to guide the transport aircraft to the correct location.
A large number of paratroopers, their faces serious, descended from the sky.
Put on a tactical vest and carry more magazines.
German paratroopers, armed with assault rifles, began their charge into the city.
Sofia.
When the Germans appeared on the outskirts of the city, the Serbs finally understood why Greece had been defeated so quickly.
The bullets from the other side were like water being poured on them.
He fired a bullet and was still pulling the bolt, but the other side didn't stop at all.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
A dozen assault rifles formed a machine gun emplacement, and these bastards managed to shoot and dodge at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
Bullets struck the walls, creating dazzling sparks, and the streets were covered with dense, charred bullet marks.
puff puff!
Several Serbian soldiers were shot multiple times, with bloody holes in their chests and legs.
The Serbians were stunned to see their own man fall to the ground with a thud.
"Hide quickly, don't engage in direct combat, their firepower is too strong, set up a machine gun defensive line."
Defense lines have been set up at traffic intersections in the city.
However, the Serbian soldiers underestimated the German paratroopers of today.
When encountering resistance.
Several soldiers carrying grenades handed the ammunition to a squad leader holding a signal pistol.
A signal gun can do more than just fire signal flares to call for air support.
To enhance their firepower, Göring provided them with ammunition for various purposes.
Grenades are one of them.
Holding a signal pistol and loading grenades, the squad leader looked at the machine gun position in the distance.
boom!
A grenade was fired toward the position.
Boom!
Watching the enemy being engulfed in flames, the Germans pressed forward once more.
Several cities were hit by airstrikes and airborne attacks.
A large number of ground troops are advancing rapidly from the rear.
In one day, the German army advanced eighty kilometers.
German aircraft appeared in large numbers over Belgrade, attacking from several directions.
"My God." Alexander I looked on in horror. Was the tragedy of being beheaded in Athens, Greece, in just two hours about to repeat itself?
It's important to understand that at this moment, the German Air Force had more than one direction of attack.
German planes were pouring in from both the south and the north.
This was a massive air raid that was even more devastating than the one that struck Athens.
"Report."
"Tell me, why did the Germans launch an attack so quickly? Where are our troops?"
Alexander I rushed anxiously to the soldier and looked him in the eye.
"The military received news that the Germans launched attacks from multiple directions, including Bulgaria, Hungary, and Albania. Italians and Hungarians have joined the war, and Croatians have given up resistance and surrendered to the Germans."
Multiple cities have been attacked, and our troops are unsure which direction to support.
"What?"
Alexander I sat down in his chair, feeling utterly weak. "Quickly, organize a defense and immediately request aid from England."
"Your Majesty, Belgrade is under air attack. The enemy has arrived. The British can't save us now. We are surrounded."
"Damn it."
Alexander I seemed to have all his strength drained away, and the queen looked at him with worry, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Will we end up like George II?"
Alexander I looked at his wife with anguish. "Yes, we will also be taken to Berlin."
"Let's run away!"
The queen spoke in fear.
"No, I am not like George. I am the true king. I cannot run away. This is my last vestige of dignity."
Boom!
The number of planes in the sky is increasing, and the defenders of Belgrade are under tremendous pressure.
The artillery positions were spewing flames into space.
The gunners listened to the explosions around them and loaded the shells with trepidation.
Bang bang bang bang!
The air defense positions were littered with spent shell casings, still shrouded in smoke.
The tinkling and clanging sounds were incessant.
Several planes crisscrossed the sky, and several bombs hurtled toward the ground.
boom.
An anti-aircraft gun was engulfed, and various pieces of metal flew in all directions.
boom!
A Serbian soldier had half of his face sliced off by a piece of metal.
He took two steps on the ground, then knelt down, his ammunition scattered all over the ground.
Hellish scenes were seen throughout Belgrade.
The artillery battery not far from the airport was bombarded by bombers, and hellfire burned incessantly.
The infantry guns were destroyed, and many soldiers lay dead all around, with bits of flesh scattered everywhere.
The captain struggled to cover his eyes with his blood-stained hands.
"Ahhh!" A shrill voice rang out from his mouth, filled with helpless despair.
A company of snipers landed. These soldiers, carrying boxes and Mauser rifles with huge scopes, were the Air Force Hunter Sniper Company.
Night vision devices were provided to all participants.
Although the soldiers were not used to it, Goring always followed Sean's ideas.
Night battles are overwhelming; as long as you can see, you have an absolute advantage. These soldiers have even undergone low-light training.
"Disrupt the enemy's command chain, with medics, communications soldiers, and officers as primary targets."
"yes!"
The German snipers, weapons in hand, dispersed among the other paratrooper teams, and they charged toward Belgrade once more.
With the addition of night-vision snipers, the paratroopers' progress began to accelerate.
In the darkness, the Serbians not only had to withstand heavy enemy fire, but also had to dodge bullets coming from the shadows.
For more than an hour, gunfire continued to erupt throughout Belgrade.
Large numbers of planes are still appearing in waves.
Kirk stood in the cockpit; this was the first battle for the Special Operations Battalion of the Wayne Commando Division.
After Major Foreman retired, he reorganized the combat battalion.
These battle-hardened veterans, in addition to their uniform assault rifles, also equipped their guns with scopes.
The STG44 is equipped with a grip and a Zeiss short-barreled 2x scope via a dovetail rail.
The inspiration for achieving precise mid-range pressure came from Shawn's training tapes.
For the era of World War II, this was undoubtedly a game-changer in urban warfare.
While rifles with low-magnification sights may not be very effective in positional warfare, especially in rainy or foggy conditions where visibility is poor, they are completely different in urban warfare.
It has been proven that automatic weapons equipped with sights are the future trend.
At medium range, within 300 meters, each of these paratroopers can become a marksman.
Colonel Kirk clenched his fists nervously. Could this experimental unit, along with its experimental weapons, really succeed?
He didn't know, but he believed a certain legend.
"You are the first special forces unit trained according to His Excellency Sean's special operations concepts."
"Yes! We will never be disgraced!"
"What would people say if they compared you to the Brandenburg Commando?"
"They're just a bunch of kids."
Kirk smiled and nodded. "You're very confident."
"No one can stop us."
"Very good, parachute in and capture Alexander I. You have three hours to force the Kingdom of Yugoslavia to surrender unconditionally."
"yes!"
"Wishing you all a triumphant return."
Embrace victory!
Umbrellas reappeared in the sky.
This unit, dressed in distinctive green combat uniforms, wearing masks that only revealed their eyes, and green steel helmets, was known among paratroopers as the Green Devils.
Each one of them came from elite paratroopers, selected through multiple rounds of screening, and many had served in the French and Norwegian campaigns.
Everyone wore a winged flying skull badge on their chest.
They underwent intensive training according to Sean's methods, focusing on physical fitness, extensive shooting practice, various tactical coordination, mastery of basic combat hand signals, low-light training, and diving and parachuting.
Even their weapons are top-of-the-line.
Unlike other teams, the Green Demons equipped themselves at lightning speed after landing. Without any orders, they immediately split into five groups at the major's signal, each rushing towards the Milan Street of Coralia.
Groups one to three, in coordination with the Wayne Assault Division, headed towards the Royal Palace, while groups four and five were positioned at the Capitol Building opposite the Royal Palace.
Their goal was simple: to directly dismantle the brain of the Yugoslav Empire and deliver a fatal blow.
Gunshots became the prelude to the darkness.
The Serbs hid in the corner, not daring to show their faces.
The only option is to use sneaky tactics in urban warfare, because you can't win in a head-on confrontation.
Lacking tanks and with their heavy firepower destroyed by the air force, the Serbian defenders were in dire straits.
Paratroopers continued to land in waves, this time from the newly formed 5th Paratrooper Division's 1st and 3rd Battalions.
[The Green Devil requests assistance]
Please mark the location of the attack.
[Understood, mark it.]
The support model within the German Air Force is undergoing a significant change, decentralizing earlier than the Army.
In addition, within the same system, the "discovery is destruction" tactic is mastered to perfection in their hands.
Whoosh! Stukas swooped down from the sky, and the positions at the intersection of Congress Road were attacked by two planes descending from the heavens.
The machine guns opened fire instantly, and the soldiers on the ground were washed away by the rain like ants, with blood mist rising continuously.
In the corner, the green devil could be seen snapping Serbs in half at the waist.
The intestines fell to the ground, but no one turned their head in the face of this scene.
They were excited.
"Quickly, quickly hide in the palace, block the main gate, and set up a fire network."
Seeing a large number of soldiers retreating back to the palace, the major nodded to his team, and a detachment sneaked up to one side of the palace.
Three soldiers attached white metal pieces to the wall and attached fuses.
If Sean saw this, he would definitely yell, "This is my plastic bomb!"
Although C1 has many flaws and is prone to softening at high temperatures, its actual effectiveness is not low.
This explosive was absolutely terrifying during World War II.
The major gave a thumbs up.
Everyone kept their distance.
Boom!
A huge explosion rang out on one side of the palace, and flames, along with a huge blast of air, swept around the area.
Inside the palace's first floor, the moment the explosion occurred, a large number of Serbian soldiers were blasted away by the shockwave, and flames swept inwards.
"Ah!"
More than a dozen soldiers, their bodies ablaze, ran on and on.
"Damn it!" The guard colonel struggled to lift his head from the ground.
A group of masked Germans stood at the breached opening, aiming their weapons at the soldiers inside from both sides.
"No!"
Bang bang bang bang!
A storm of bullets is brewing.
Many soldiers had just turned around or stood up, some even still trembling on the ground.
Bullets rained down.
Bang! The colonel was hit in the right eye; the bullet pierced through and struck a soldier behind him.
The Serbs huddled together were almost constantly bombarded by bullets within a fan-shaped field of vision.
Bang bang bang!
The soldiers trembled, their rifles sluggishly released, and they collapsed to the ground.
Several hands reached out from the cave entrance, and with a flick of their wrists, they threw the grenades into a blind spot.
Explosions came from both sides with a loud boom.
"What the hell are these things? Why don't they attack from the front?"
boom!
The paratrooper, holding an assault rifle, shot the defender in the forehead, then stepped on the carpet to the right of the defender's head with his right foot, coldly lowering his head with no pity in his eyes.
"We are the Green Devils!"