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Chapter 142 All it takes is a charge (Third update, please subscribe)
  In Gmünde, both ends of the mechanized engineering bridge were crowded with tanks of the 130th Armored Instructor Division.

When the huge King Tiger tank passed through the engineering bridge, the steel bridge even trembled slightly. People couldn't help but wonder, can this steel bridge bear the weight of the King Tiger tank?

However, people's worries were unnecessary. Soon a limited number of King Tiger tanks successfully reached the other side, and then the Panther tanks of the Fifth Armored Army also passed through the Our River.

But now the 130th Armored Instructor is finally in action.

"We're going to take Bastogne tomorrow."

The division commander, Major General Fritz Bayerlein, turned to the officers around him and said
  "This attack will have a decisive effect on the outcome of the battle. I am at the leading position of the vanguard. It doesn't matter whether I die or not. The important thing is that we must attack and attack non-stop!"

As the strongest armored division in the German army on the Western Front, armored instructors have always had a kind of crazy energy and a desperate will to win.

Although the Armored Instructors lost almost all of their tanks during the Battle of Normandy, thanks to the acceleration of German military production in the past few months, they added fifty Panther tanks and even five King Tiger tanks. .

As soon as the armored instructors who had recovered most of their strength crossed the Our River, they surged all the way. The 902nd Armored Grenadier Training Regiment, which was reinforced by armored troops, was still making rapid progress despite strong resistance from the US military. The grenadiers were covered by tanks. The U.S. military strongholds were quickly destroyed one by one, and many U.S. tank destroyers and armored vehicles were captured.

In this way, they rushed and fought all the way towards Bastogne.

The Grand Duchy of Luxembourg is the northernmost part of the small country, sandwiched like a wall between Germany and Belgium. As of daytime on December 12, multiple German tank teams had penetrated deeply into the wall in Luxembourg, and all offensives were aimed at the Belgian town of Bastogne on the other side of the wall. Bastogne is the most important railway and road center in the Ardennes region.

In just two days, the 902nd Panzergrenadier Training Regiment defeated the US military's defenses one after another, completely opening the road to Bastogne.

When the German Panzergrenadiers marched towards Bastogne, two squadrons of the [-]th Group had been deployed to Neff. While they were defending inside and outside the town, a US company withdrew from the front line and was moving to the rear. Evacuate.

"Kraut!"

A lieutenant shouted,
  "Their attack is very fierce. You will definitely not be able to stop them. You'd better come with us!"

The lieutenant reminded him specifically.

"When the time comes, those Germans won't care whether you are American soldiers or not..."

The lieutenant looked at the people in front of him. Although they were wearing U.S. military uniforms, they did not have military ranks. They were obviously not real U.S. soldiers, but maybe just employees of the military.

"Sir, we will definitely stay here, even to the last one."

Gu Changchuan said calmly. The US military lieutenant glanced at him and just shook his head, as if to say, you are just sending yourself to death.

Even if I die, I will die here!
  Whether Gu Changchuan or others have this mentality, they will never give up easily. After all, this battle has extraordinary significance to them.

Using houses as fortifications, they smashed the windows to avoid being injured by flying glass during the fighting, deployed mortars in the town, and pushed anti-tank guns into the middle of the road.

While the task force members were making preparations, the armored instructors were currently moving forward along several muddy branch roads more than ten miles to the south, sparing no effort. The 26th Volksgrenadier Division used the same road as them.

Two other German divisions were also gathering towards Bastogne. Although the German army was moving relatively slowly due to terrain and weather constraints, General Heinrich Lütwitz, the commander in charge of the three divisions, was still very satisfied.

"At least it's faster than planned."

The 56-year-old General Lütwitz has a beer belly and a monocle. He is the kind of typical Prussian who can be recognized at a glance.

Soon the intelligence staff reported to him the recently obtained intelligence.

"What? Are you sure?"

The intelligence staff's report made General Luttwitz's expression full of surprise. "Are the Chinese defending Bastogne? When did the Chinese arrive in Europe?"

"General, those Chinese are a task force under the Allied Forces Command. Their mission is to collect weapons abandoned by our army on the battlefield and then transport them back to China. They are a group of logistics personnel..."

The intelligence staff explained on the sidelines, but for that task force, the intelligence in his hands was pitiful. After all, no one would specifically search for information on logistics personnel.

"Logistics personnel? Eisenhower has no troops left. He wants to use these Chinese to hold us back and buy time for reinforcements..."

General Lutwitz ordered with a smile.

"Let the 130th Division immediately attack Bastogne at full speed and occupy Bastogne before their reinforcements arrive. If everything goes well, we only need one charge to capture Bastogne from the Chinese. "

In General Luttwitz's view, this battle should not be too easy. After all, what they faced was not a well-trained elite US military, but a group of logistics personnel, even the kind that lacked training.

They are just a group of Chinese workers. Even if they are armed, so what? Still vulnerable.

"Gentlemen, if nothing else happens, we will occupy the entire Bastogne tomorrow, and by then we will have won this battle."

Bastogne is very important.

Even for those with no military training, a quick glance at the map will tell you that Bastogne is the key to the offensive's survival.

General Lütwitz's order was not needed. The armored instructor division commanded by Bayerlein, commander of the 130th Division, was like a sharp knife, pointing directly at Bastogne.

A brutal battle often starts with some kind of ordinary start. The 902nd Battalion of the 2nd Panzer Grenadier Training Regiment served as the German forward. They stopped about one kilometer away from the town. The fourth one in the lead On the assault vehicle, when the commander leaned out to observe the defense situation in the town, they did not notice at all that on the hillside behind the town, a camouflaged 88mm anti-aircraft gun was slowly moving its barrel and aiming. Half-track at the rear of the convoy.

"High explosive bombs..."

Zhang Kun, who was controlling the artillery, felt his throat was a little sore when he aimed at the half-track vehicle. In fact, he is not a professional artilleryman, but in the past few months, when collecting weapons, they have inevitably had to test fire and adjust them. Basically, they can do everything artillery can do, but they are not so skilled. That’s all.

"Zhang Kun, take aim, we only have ten chances to fire at most!"

What happens after ten shots?
  This place will either be covered by artillery fire, or it will be blown to pieces by German tanks. The most regrettable thing is this 88 gun.

"Don't move, don't move..."

Aiming at the half-track, Zhang Kun gently shook the handle. Soon, the crosshair was suppressing the half-track.

"Aim!"

"put!"

Following the squad leader's order, Zhang Kun stepped on the firing pedal.

With the sound of "boom", accompanied by the violent sound of artillery, the shock wave from the muzzle dispersed the camouflage net, and the shell roared towards the half-track vehicle. Two or three seconds later, the shell fell on the road, although it missed the target. , but the shock wave and debris from the close-range explosion still destroyed the vehicle, and several German soldiers were also blown over.

At the same time, another artillery shell fell near the convoy. In the violent explosion, the German troops on the road shouted.

"It's an 88-gun..."

As soon as they finished speaking, a No. [-] assault gun was hit. Flames and black smoke rose up, covering the entire highway in an instant.

(End of this chapter)