New World War II Eagle Strikes the Sky

The more important targets Wittmann refers to are those "fireflies" behind the earthen walls.As the towed anti-tank guns of the British army were continuously destroyed, the "Fireflies" had to expose their turrets for a long time in order to better attack the approaching German tanks.This gave Wittmann a chance.

"Turn the muzzle to one o'clock!" Wittmann gave the order.The gunner will quickly turn the muzzle there.There, a "Firefly" was protruding from the turret, firing continuously at the swarming German tanks.

"Aim carefully, and carefully...Okay, fire!"

An 88mm armor-piercing projectile was spit out from the muzzle of Wittmann's Tiger, and then hit the "Firefly" accurately.With the help of the light from the flares, Wittmann saw in the telescope that the turret of the "Firefly" flew into the sky.

"Nice job!... Down below... Reverse!"

The Tiger tank suddenly backed up, and almost at the same time, a shell landed on the front side of the Tiger tank.Because of the angle of incidence, the shell bounced and failed to penetrate the armor.However, the vibration caused by the shell hitting the front steel plate still made the people in the car feel dizzy.Wittmann himself hit his head on the hatch, but fortunately he had a helmet, otherwise he might have suffered a bloody head.

"10:[-]!" Wittmann yelled.

While reversing, the Tiger tank's turret began to turn towards the target.It's just that the Tiger tank's turret is notoriously slow to turn. Before the Tiger turned the turret, the "Firefly" fired another shot at Wittmann's tank.But this time, the shell fired by the "Firefly" deviated from the target and failed to hit.At this time, Wittmann also pointed his muzzle at the opponent.But the opponent immediately disappeared behind the earthen wall.Wittmann's tiger temporarily lost its target.

Wittmann's tank began to stop, then began to move forward, and at the same time pointed its barrel a little to the right of the position where the disappeared "Firefly" tank had just been.After observation, Wittmann judged that the "Firefly" would probably emerge from this direction.All he has to do now is to keep an eye on this position, and approach it quickly so that he can give it a fatal blow when it emerges.

Sure enough, after about half a minute, the "Firefly" got out from the place Wittmann expected.

Wittmann's tiger made a sudden stop, and at the same time quickly aimed at the turret that had just been exposed by the "Firefly", and fired before the "Firefly".

It would be ridiculous to say that Wittmann's luck was really good today. At night, against such a small target, his tank actually hit two hits with two shots.This shell successfully destroyed the "Firefly".

"Captain, you did a great job!" The pilot, Heinrich Rammel, also yelled excitedly.

"Reverse in the direction of 5 o'clock!" Wittman knew that if he destroyed two "Fireflies" in a row, he would definitely become the target of the British's concentrated fire, so he gave the order to retreat before he had time to celebrate.

As Wittmann expected, several "Fireflies" turned their turrets and fired at Wittmann's Tiger.Fortunately, Heinrich Rummel knocked the tiger down almost to the point of flying. First, he escaped this round of shelling by relying on his coquettish positioning.

In the process of reversing the car while trying to dodge frantically, the gunner Carl Wegner fired a cannonball at a "Firefly" indiscriminately.Carl Wegener fired this cannon just to frighten the opponent and interfere with its shooting, and didn't even think about whether it could hit or not.However, a miracle happened, such a shot hit the target accurately again.

"Can it hit like this?" Even Wittmann and his friends were a little stunned.Wittmann's fighting career was not without particularly good luck, but almost every time after good luck, there will be some bad things.If you are so lucky that you are so lucky today, will there be any unlucky things to happen later?

But now is really not the time to think about this. When the group of fireflies concentrated their firepower on Wittmann's tiger, the No. 4 who rushed forward also took the time to open fire.But their luck was not as good as Wittmann's. The artillery fire only hit one firefly.However, 4 "Fireflies" were quickly lost over a short distance in a short period of time, which also caused a big gap in the defense of the British army.

Taking advantage of the gap weakened by the British firepower, the German support vehicles quickly filled the anti-tank trenches with prepared materials, and a large number of soldiers rushed up the earth wall: a gap opened.Remnants of British tanks initially resisted, attempting to drive the Germans off the dirt walls.However, the German anti-tank team quickly set up the "tank killer" bazooka and destroyed several British tanks in succession.So the British army's first counter-charge was defeated.

At this time, the morning star has risen, and the eastern sky has begun to turn white—it will be dawn soon!If the resistance of the British army cannot be completely defeated before dawn, the overwhelming air superiority and naval superiority of the Allied forces will smash the Germans who are still fighting to pieces.

So now, after the gap opened, the first reaction of the Germans was to put more troops into the gap and tear it bigger and bigger.Before the sun came out, the winner was decided in one fell swoop.

Now, German sappers blasted a gap in the dirt wall along which tanks could climb over the thick walls.Wittmann also commanded his own tanks, moving in this direction.Victory seemed to be at hand.

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Sergeant Bednar woke up slowly.He found himself lying on the ground, not far from their 6-pounder gun, George the loader lay down beside it, bleeding all over the floor, and still holding the gun in his arms. A hooded armor-piercing projectile waiting to be loaded.On the other side of the cannon, Gunner Silva lay there, eyes wide open.

Bernard rubbed his eyes, and by the light of the flares, he saw many Germans not far away advancing towards the gap.Just about 500 meters away, a Tiger tank was also driving towards the earth wall.

Boehner struggled to crawl over to the 6-pounder—his wounded leg left a trail painted in blood on the ground he had crawled over.Bednar crawled to George's side first, and he stretched out his hand, trying to take the hooded armor-piercing bullet from George's hand.But George held it tight, and it took a lot of effort for Bernard to get the cannon ball out of his hand.Then he struggled to load the shells into the barrel, and then began to endure bouts of dizziness, adjusting the artillery and aiming at the target.

At this distance, the 6-pound gun can only penetrate the Tiger from the side, but now, the Tiger tank is facing him diagonally from the front.Benner knew that at this angle, even at zero distance, the 6-pound gun would not be able to bite the Tiger tank.But at the same time, he also knew that he had no time to wait for the tank to expose his side, because there were a few German infantrymen who were less than 20 meters away from him, and they might find him at any time and give him a shot ;Secondly, I lost too much blood, and I am afraid that I will pass out again soon, and I will never wake up again.

In Benner's current state, he can't even aim effectively.Phantoms appeared in his eyes, and he could barely point the cannon in the general direction of the enemy tank, then pulled the matchlock and fired the cannon.In the sound of the guns, Benar's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

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Wittmann felt his Tiger tank jerk, and he knew that it was his tank that had been hit.

"Fortunately, there is no penetration." Wittman thought so, while looking around through the command tower.This look completely stunned Wittman.Because, he found that the barrel of his tank was actually a lot shorter.

Wittman opened the hatch, leaned out, and checked carefully.Yes, the barrel of my Tiger tank is a lot shorter, and now the barrel is almost as long as the barrel of the early Panzer IV tank.Apparently, the shot just now happened to hit his own barrel and split it in two.

Without artillery, Wittmann could only withdraw from the battle early.So when everyone was swarming forward, Wittmann's car crew could only retreat slowly.

"Damn it! I knew it, I ran out of luck just now!" Wittmann shook his head slightly.However, he immediately discovered that he was not unlucky, but very lucky-the British battleship fired.

The three battleships began to fire frantically at the position that had just been broken through with their main guns.

"These British guys are really black! They are not afraid of accidentally hurting their own people? There are many British soldiers still resisting in that area!" Wittmann opened his eyes wide.

Huge shells of 380 mm and [-] mm continuously fell near the breach, like a rain of fire from the sky.In such shelling, both unprotected light infantry and heavy tanks were blown to pieces.Wittman even saw a Tiger tank weighing more than [-] tons being blasted into the air under the artillery fire, turned somersault in the air, and then the turret was facing down, and it was buckled upside down on the ground.Wittmann knew that if he hadn't had to retreat because the artillery was damaged, his own tank would be among the tanks that were blown to pieces in the artillery fire.Witnessing this scene, Wittmann knew that in today's battle, the chances of the Germans winning were extremely slim.

And at this moment, he saw a large group of bright red stars appearing in the sky.Wittmann knew that it was not a star, but an Allied plane. The sun had not yet reached the ground, but at a higher position, the sun had come out.Those bright red lights on those planes were just the reflection of the rising sun shining on them.