The Third Reich: I Became Emperor

"Come on, the border is just ahead." Admiral Hausser looked at the border in the distance, with a hint of excitement on his face, and shouted loudly.

The roads in Spain were not that good, and the bumps along the way almost broke him apart. The shock absorption effect of trucks of this era was not good, and the seats were all hard boards, which hurt his butt.

The worst was the infantrymen walking behind him. The trucks were requisitioned by the commandos, and they could only run forward on their own two legs, but manpower was always limited. Even if they were elite, some of them could not stand it at this time.

""Follow us, don't fall behind. If you fall behind, you will be shot."

The officer in charge of supervising the battle was behind the team. He had already taken off his military uniform and even unbuttoned his shirt.

If it weren't for the pistol slung across his waist, he would look no different from a group of bandits from a distance.

"Sir, I can't walk anymore. I'm too tired."

"Sir, let's take a break."

"Yes, sir, take a break."

At this moment, a new soldier who fell behind suddenly fell to the ground and shouted loudly:"I'm so tired." At this moment, he just wanted to lie on the ground and take a good rest. He really didn't want to run anymore.

Armed and forced marching was too tiring. Although each person carried a small amount of ammunition, they couldn't stand the long journey, their legs were sore, and the time was too long.

"Get up quickly, run! We are the National Defense Force, we are the most elite troops. We can bleed, but we cannot say we are tired. Stand up!"

The supervising officer behind him dragged the recruit who fell to the ground and said angrily.

Unfortunately, no matter how he dragged or yelled, it was useless. The recruit was still unwilling to get up like a dead pig. If you have served in the army, you will know the pain of a 10-kilometer armed cross-country run. You definitely don't want to experience it again after experiencing it once.

Seeing that the recruit was unwilling to get up, the supervising officer picked up the armed belt and whipped the recruit.

""Pah, pah, pah!"

The recruit pulled the gun receiver repeatedly, but he still didn't want to get up. He just looked at the supervising officer angrily.

"Bastard, waste, how did you get into the First Army? We are an elite force, not a second-line garrison. You useless waste, get up now, or get out of here and go to the second-line troops." The supervising officer kicked him twice and shouted angrily.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to beat me up? Then stand up like a man. This is war, not playing house. Hurry up and follow the team."

"If you want to beat me, then follow me. You, a piece of trash, will never be able to beat me in your lifetime."After taking a look, the supervising officer decided to give up these new recruits. It is better to eliminate them now than to go to the battlefield and give them away. That would not only become a record for the enemy to show off, but also require a large sum of pension.

"Damn it, this is a bunch of rubbish. I don't know how the reserve recruited these people. They can't even last a hundred kilometers. How can such people be in the First Army?

Although they are pure infantry, they also have their own pride. Who says that infantry must have poor combat effectiveness? They can also achieve amazing results.

In fact, if you grit your teeth and hold on for a hundred kilometers, you can get through it, but there are still many people who are unwilling to hold on.

For these people, the supervising officer has decided to give up. After all, it's better to eliminate them now, at least they can save their lives.

"Ah, I must beat you up. The new recruit who was whipped by the supervising officer stood up suddenly, then gnashed his teeth and roared, chasing after him.

""Okay, you are a man. I will wait for you to catch up with me and beat me up." The supervising officer, who was originally a little disappointed, couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Forced march is to temper the willpower of a unit. Without strong willpower, a unit will be defeated in one blow and have no combat effectiveness.

They may still win a favorable battle, but they will definitely lose, or even suffer a crushing defeat, in the face of a blocking battle.

General Hausser, who was riding in a truck in front, heard the roar of the infantry division and couldn't help but smile:"I didn't expect these infantrymen to catch up with us."

"Order, the assault troops to speed up, we can't let the infantry catch up"

"His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for news of our victory, and we must not let him down."

Soon, the vanguard arrived at the border. At this time, the British army was also bombarded by the naval guns and ran around everywhere, and had no intention of defending.

"Quick, get off the car, and charge." The first German assault company to arrive at the border immediately jumped off the car, holding MP40 submachine guns and firing at the British troops on the position.

""Da da da!" A German soldier pulled the trigger with his finger, and bullets poured out. A British soldier not far away didn't react in time and was knocked to the ground.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Go, go, go!"

"Hurry up"

"Speed up!"

The commandos were all veterans who had fought hundreds of battles. They were too familiar with this kind of fighting. They attacked the defense line like tigers descending from the mountains.

The Spanish army had suffered from the destruction of the rock fortifications before. At this moment, there was no gunfire in the rock mountain. Because of the power outage, the soldiers ran out because they could not stand the heat and lack of oxygen.

As a result, the bombardment of the naval guns blew up all the British soldiers who ran out. Now they were attacked by the German commandos and were directly stunned.

"Damn it! Counterattack! It's the Germans! Counterattack!"

"Damn it, where's the machine gun?"

"Enter the fortifications quickly"

"Where's the machine gunner? Quick fire suppression"

"Damn it, where are the people?"

Unfortunately, they were facing the fully armed German army, which was like a tide, surging in. There were constant gunshots, and all the British soldiers who were alone were killed.

Even if someone raised his hands to surrender, he would be killed by bullets.

"Speed up, quick!"

"Speed up any further, the commandos have already exchanged fire, are you guys ready to watch the show?"

��The commander of the infantry division, who was still on a forced march, heard the gunshots coming from the front and shouted loudly.

If he can't win this battle, there will be no chance of promotion.

At this moment, Admiral Hausser also led a guard company to advance to both wings.

With the commander taking the lead, all the German soldiers burst into strong morale, shouting"Long live the empire" and charging forward recklessly.

Fierce fighting broke out until they rushed to the outer positions of the Governor's Palace.

The Governor's Palace is in the urban area and has also suffered from the baptism of naval guns. However, due to the design of the Governor's Palace being next to the rocky mountains, the naval guns cannot attack here and it is still intact for the time being. There are also nearly 5,000 British troops concentrated here. It can be said that almost all the British soldiers who can fight are concentrated here.

"Damn it, we must hold our ground. When will Fleet H arrive?" the British Governor shouted angrily.

"Two more hours"

"Assholes, tell them to speed up, they can collect our bodies in two hours"

"Yes!"

In the Governor's Mansion, the gunfire was very intense. The British army's counterattack was very tenacious, and the German army's attack was also very fierce.

Although the counterattack was tenacious, they were destined to fail, because the German army's attack was beyond their imagination, and they didn't care about casualties at all.

"Quick, quick, speed up, if we can break through the Governor's Mansion in front of us, we will win."In the distance, on the street, the German commander mobilized

"Da da da!"A group of German infantrymen just launched a charge towards the Governor's Mansion, but were suppressed by a machine gun position and could not raise their heads.

"Damn it, where are our machine gunners? Fight back!"

"Bastard, the medics save him."

Soon after, the German machine gunners began to fight back, firing fiercely at the opposite side.

""Da da, da da!" Bullets were fired wildly, and the opponent was hit so hard that he couldn't even raise his head.

""Charge, charge!" The German commander ordered immediately when he saw the British machine guns were suppressed.

Unfortunately, the Governor's Mansion was built with defense requirements in mind. It was open all around, so it was difficult to charge in.

Soon, the two teams of soldiers launched a charge, but were repelled and suffered heavy losses.

""Captain, we can't charge now. The enemy's firepower is too strong. If we charge forward, we will just die. Wait for the mortars to arrive and clear these firepower points before we charge forward." A sergeant with a bloody face came over and frowned.

"We can't rush through the crossfire point at all. If we rush in like this, we will die. We can't let the soldiers' blood flow in vain."

Hearing this, the captain nodded and said,"Damn the British army, the firepower is so fierce."

"This won't work."

He originally thought there were only two machine guns, and seeing that his own firepower suppressed the enemy, he thought of rushing forward in one go, but he didn't expect that the enemy had not only two, but six, and the cross-fire formed a blockade of the entire open area.

""What about the mortar group? When will they arrive?" the captain turned around and asked.

""Here they come." Soon, the mortar team brought four 60mm mortars. Two people in a group quickly assembled the mortars and adjusted the parameters. A gunner quickly stuffed the shells into the barrel.

"Boom!"When the shell hit the bottom, it fired, and flew to the opposite side with a shrill whistle.

"Boom!"As the explosion sounded, a machine gun position that was firing fiercely was blown up.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"" Boom!"

There were four consecutive explosions, and the machine gun positions on all sides were taken out. The British army's firepower dropped sharply. Seeing this, the captain officer shouted excitedly:"Well done!""

"Keep bombing, bomb these British soldiers to death."

Soon, the remaining two machine gun positions were also blown up, and the morale of the British army plummeted. The captain took out his pistol and shouted loudly:"Follow me!"

After that, he rushed towards the British position. Seeing that his company commander was leading the charge, all the German soldiers picked up their MP40 submachine guns and rushed towards the enemy position.

Without the suppression of machine guns, the British soldiers' counterattack was very weak, especially under the strafing of MP40 submachine guns, and they were completely defeated.

"Kill! The captain, who felt that the pistol was inconvenient, picked up a Sten submachine gun from the ground and fired at the British soldiers in the trench.

The sharp bullets fired and several British soldiers were knocked to the ground before they could react.

""Charge! Victory is just around the corner." Seeing the British army's first line of defense being breached, the German captain shouted with joy. The commandos following behind him were even more excited. If they could take down the Governor's Mansion, they would be the biggest contributors to this battle.

Seeing victory within reach, everyone burst into high morale.

"Kill, kill all these British soldiers!"

The British soldiers in the Governor's Mansion turned pale when they heard the shouts outside. They could joke, tease, mock, and even despise the Spanish Army.

But now facing the German Army, the most powerful army in the world, they were afraid and terrified. Many people knew that they had failed and Gibraltar could not be defended.

Even the British Governor knew that there was no point in fighting any further. There was no other way but failure.

"Governor, Fleet H is temporarily unable to provide support. At this time, a telegram from the communications staff completely shattered the British Governor's glimmer of hope.

"What? Why can't we provide support? They are only 200 nautical miles away from here."The British Governor shouted angrily.

"They are being transferred to support the war in Sicily. The King of Italy requested the American Army to land in Italy."The communications staff said expressionlessly.

"Bastard, since when did the Royal Fleet need their consent to move?" the British Governor roared loudly.

""Your Excellency Governor, the mainland has been defeated, and His Majesty the King has retreated to Liverpool. Fleet H has lost its supplies from the mainland. Who else can it obey except America's orders?" The chief of staff explained bitterly. The navy is different from the army. The supply of fresh water is enough to give them a headache, not to mention other supplies. Now that the mainland has been captured, it is impossible to have supplies. Only America is still supplying them.

If they do not obey America's orders and the supply is cut off, they may starve to death.

Now that America has the supplies, it is the father of Fleet H. If they don't listen, there are ways to deal with them.

Hearing this, the British Governor gritted his teeth and said,"Bastards, without the Strait of Gibraltar, their landing operation is a joke."

Unfortunately, no one could hear this sentence. The reinforcements that were originally hoped for would not come. If they continued to resist, they would only die in battle. However, the British governor did not want to die, and he was also a noble.

For a moment, his mind was somewhat active. If the H fleet came to support him, he might fight to the death.

In addition, Edward VIII had recently ascended to the throne, announced peace talks, and called on all colonial governors to be loyal to him.

He was originally a little disdainful, but now he found that this call could save his life and even bring him a higher status.

"Maybe surrender is not a bad thing." The British Governor murmured:"Notify the entire army to lay down their weapons and surrender to the German army!"

"Governor, we can still continue to fight."The captain of the guard said anxiously.

"We have already lost, what is the point of fighting any further?"The British Governor shook his head and said,"Listen to me, surrender, and you can save your life and return to your homeland."

"We may even be promoted to higher positions!"

The captain of the guard was unwilling, but looking at the young subordinates behind him, he finally sighed and whispered:"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, I will immediately order them to lay down their weapons and surrender!"

"Very good!"

At ten o'clock in the morning, under the powerful offensive of the German First Army, the British army surrendered, and the Strait of Gibraltar fell into the hands of the German army.