artillery arc

Chapter 740 The never-ending throbbing in your heart is the waves of the Baltic Sea
Early morning of August 8th, Norman Duchy.

The commander of the 21st Armored Division met with the deputy commander of the 82th Parachute Regiment of the 506nd Airborne Division in a house.

The deputy captain was lying on the table, with a simple splint on his right leg made of a wooden board found somewhere, and blood kept dripping from the bandage onto the table.

"Yo," he said in Ansa, "isn't this General Plossom who fought all night to drive us into the woods outside? Congratulations. But our boys will continue to hold you back behind the hedge outside. You will step into the green hell!"

After a brief pause, the deputy commander continued, "The one commanding them is Captain Ivanson. I know him well. He was ranked last in the standings when he graduated from West Point! He will deal with you like he did to you Prosens on the Eastern Front!"

The division commander sneered and did not take the prisoner's words seriously.

But hedges are a real nuisance.

The terrain of the Norman Duchy is characterized by a large number of hedges, and some places are inaccessible to people.

The hedges blocked the view, making it very difficult for the armored units to exert their long-range firepower.

On the other hand, it is difficult for anti-tank gun crews to see armored units at long range. Anti-tank gun crews have an advantage when firing at armored units, mainly because they can hide well through camouflage and fire before the enemy at long range.

The memoirs of veteran World War II tank drivers on Earth all emphasize that well-concealed anti-tank guns are a greater threat than enemy tanks.

The presence of the hedge meant that the anti-tank gun crews had to engage the tanks at close range, and once they had discovered each other, the tanks' armor and machine gun firepower would have the upper hand.

Deputy leader: "Your hell is ahead!"

After listening to the translator's words, the division commander sneered at the deputy regiment commander and said, "We know that you no longer have anti-tank weapons. Our contact with the 400th Division on the beach has not been interrupted. You have not yet completely controlled the beach, so it is impossible for you to have sufficient weapons support."

The deputy commander of the United States paratroopers laughed without waiting for the translation to finish: "My boys have explosives and grenades. They will use their courage to stop you. Just wait and see! Also, don't underestimate the industrial capacity of the United States!"

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August 8, 4 am, Oma Beach.

The prisoners of the Proson coastal defense force gathered on the beach, anxiously awaiting their fate. If it was the Proson army during the attack, they would probably have dug their own graves by now - the Proson army did the same to the prisoners of inferior races during the attack, directly executing them without taking up logistical resources.

But the Allies are not doing that, at least not yet.

Suddenly, a captive pointed at the sea and shouted, "Oh my God, what is that?"

All the captives stood up and looked at the huge monster approaching on the sea.

The caisson-type artificial dock "Sahelan of Chad" is an ugly monster created by the United States using its industrial capacity.

This huge ship did not have the power to sail long distances, and was towed across the strait by 20 tugboats. When it approached the beach, it started the engines that were forcibly piled on top of it.

After the caisson is docked and filled with water and sinks to the bottom, these turbines will switch to provide power for the dock cranes.

Now, the huge monster is rushing towards the beach.

The anti-tank obstacles on the beach had been completely cleared away last night by engineers using explosives.

The piled up corpses had not yet been gathered together, and the military registration tags of the fallen were hastily removed.

The caisson pier crashed directly into the beach littered with corpses, crushing all the helmets and flesh.

The prisoners sitting behind the sandbank ran back in fear, only to hear the sound of the Union soldiers loading their submachine guns.

The interpreter fired a shot into the air, stabilized the prisoners and shouted, "Don't run back. The caisson dock will not rush onto the sandbank! It's safe here."

At this time, the caisson dock had hit the sandbank, and the sea water pushed up by the dock overflowed the sandbank and splashed all over the prisoners.

Then the fixing bolts on the dock ignited the charge, using the force of the gunpowder to shoot all the steel bars at the head into the sand.

The explosion frightened the prisoners so much that they fell to the ground and dared not move.

Then the water pump started to operate and fill the caisson with water.

By this time, the second caisson dock was docked on the beach further east.

Half an hour later, the simple dock was completed, and the first Liberty Ship docked directly. Trucks drove from the gangway onto the long ditch bridge, drove onto the beach in an endless stream, and entered the inland along the road opened up by the engineers.

The Plosson captives watched all this in amazement.

They didn't know that there were four simple docks like this one, and the Liberty Ships were continuously transporting soldiers and vehicles to land.

Of course, these are only stopgap measures. To truly solve the logistical problem, we must capture Chin Castle. Only the port there will have enough cargo throughput to supply millions of troops advancing into the Carolingian hinterland.

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Captain Ivanson led the remnants of the 506th Battalion in the woods outside the town to count the anti-tank weapons in their hands.

"Let's retreat, Captain." A sergeant suggested on behalf of everyone, "We have no anti-tank means at all. We have even thrown away all the grenades. The grenades we have now are those we seized from the enemy before we retreated."

"Yes, the enemy's wooden-handled grenades are not as convenient to use as our grenades."

"It's quite powerful when you swing it."

"Quiet!" Captain Ivanson raised his voice, "We can't retreat. There is a beach behind us. The enemy's armored forces will cause huge casualties to the friendly landing forces on the beach. According to the order we received, as long as we hold on until the afternoon, we can get support from the armored forces-"

"Captain! Tank!"

The non-commissioned officers gathered together for a meeting and immediately grabbed their weapons and were about to disperse and return to their own troops. Ivanson raised his hand to stop them and asked loudly: "Which tank?"

"From the beach!"

At this time, everyone heard the sound of an engine, which was indeed coming from the direction of the beach.

Evanson led everyone to the edge of the woods and saw a strange "tank" driving towards them along the road.

As the tank approached, Ivanson asked on behalf of everyone: "Where's your turret?"

Tankman: "The 90mm gun can't fit in the turret, so the boss said don't install it."

Iverson looked at the huge 90mm anti-aircraft gun, which certainly did not look like it could fit into the Sherman's turret.

He then asked: "What about your armor protection?"

The tanker patted the shield on the cannon. "This is it. It can withstand the attack of the .50 machine gun."

Ivanson opened his mouth wide: "You're going to fight Proson's armored forces with this?"

"Hey, listen up, paratroopers. I've seen the enemy's heavy tanks in the Kingdom of Sardinia. They call them Kongtaigo (the Proson pronunciation of King Tiger). Our Sherman is as good as paper. If we face that thing again, I'd rather not have armor. At least we can run away faster. We can also get a fucking shot before running away!"

Ivanson glanced at the Purple Heart badge on the chest of the senior sergeant who was speaking, and immediately felt that his words were credible.

Ivanson: "Okay, I'll give you some powerful disguises and try to get you to fire a few shots."

"That's a big help, Paratrooper."

The senior NCO commanded the "tanks" to drive into the woods. At this time, a jeep drove to the edge of the forest, and the major in the car asked: "82nd Division?"

"Yes," Iverson replied, saluting, "Greetings, sir."

The major returned the salute and held out his hand: "Salute you. The 3rd Armored Division is unloading the ship. These tank destroyers are relatively light, so they came down first. Hold on until the afternoon, and the main force of the 3rd Armored Division will come to reinforce you!"

Ivanson shook the major's hand: "With these headless knights, we will hold out until the afternoon."

"Headless Horseman?" The major laughed. "It suits them quite well. Their 90mm cannons are no pushovers!"

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The commander of the 21st Armored Division turned to his adjutant and said, "Evacuate this deputy battalion commander and the seriously wounded who surrendered. Count the tanks."

"We have completed the inventory. There are still 61 Panther tanks and 56 Panzer IV tank destroyers available."

Division Commander: "Very good, tell all the tank platoon leaders that the enemy is a group of paratroopers without anti-tank weapons, head towards the beach!"

"Yes!"

Soon the sound of tank engines could be heard over the entire town.

The division commander himself walked onto the armored command vehicle and said to the signalman: "Report to the Western Front Headquarters, we are counterattacking the beachhead, the last obstacle has been cleared, our troops have unimpeded access, unimpeded!"

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Captain Iverson heard the roar of the tanks.

So Ivanson looked at the major commanding the anti-tank battalion and found that he was having a meeting with several lieutenants. The officers of the tank destroyer battalion who had just landed had not suffered any losses.

Unlike the 506th Parachute Regiment, the highest-ranking officer is Captain Ivanson.

Ivanson looked at the "tank" not far away from him. The senior non-commissioned officer was standing on the body of the vehicle, observing the distance with a telescope. His gunner was not looking through the sight, but looking around.

Ivanson and the gunner made eye contact, and the latter smiled slightly. Ivanson guessed that he had not yet experienced the baptism of the battlefield, otherwise he would not have smiled so carefreely. The senior sergeant shouted: "Enemy tank! Directly ahead, just crossed the hedge!"

The gunner immediately tensed his body and put his eyes on the sight.

The battalion commander, a major who was gathering officers for a meeting, shouted "Disband", and the lieutenants immediately ran to their own companies.

Ivanson also looked at the gap in the hedge and saw a Panther tank, with a tank destroyer behind it deploying to the right.

Soon, more Plossen tanks appeared, and the enemy's armored division deployed an attack formation. On the tank gun shield, the emblem of this division could be seen, which looked like a combination of the letters B and D of Ansa.

(In the history of Earth, the 21st Unit was annihilated in North Africa. The reorganized 21st Unit later used a new division emblem, but this one in this plane is the original 21st Unit)
Ivanson put down the telescope. He knew that whether he could stop the enemy depended entirely on the headless tanks that had just been reinforced.

When he looked at the headless tank, he found that the senior non-commissioned officer was already squatting behind the gun shield, and the command of the entire company was obviously handed over to the young captain.

The captain stood on his car with his right hand raised.

"Fire!" he shouted, slashing his hand downward handsomely, not caring whether the gunners could see him or not.

The 90mm gun opened fire.

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The muzzle blast made Ivanson shrink his neck subconsciously.

When he looked at the enemy, several Panthers were already on fire.

The enemy's counterattack was imminent, but the camouflage that Evanson and his team had helped to make came in handy. Only a few unlucky "Headless Horsemen" were hit, and the rest were being loaded in full swing.

The second wave of shooting began. It was obvious that the frontal armor of the Leopard tank could not withstand the attack of the 90mm gun at a distance of meters.

The enemy's second wave of counterattack followed.

Ivanson heard the sound of bullets nearby, and when he turned around, he saw the senior sergeant tumbling off the tank, and his men also fled in all directions.

Only then did flames begin to emerge from the tank's radiator cover.

The chain explosion came only after the tankmen had laid down a few meters away.

Evenson was shocked. He had never taken any courses related to armored warfare at West Point Military Academy, but now it seems that not having armor does have a lot of advantages!
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The commander of the 21st Armored Division stood on the armored command vehicle and observed the enemy in the woods through a telescope.

"Adjutant, call the entire crew on the radio. The enemy tanks have no turrets, only small shields. Shooting the woods with machine guns can effectively kill them!"

"Yes."

The order was quickly executed, and the green tracer bullets fired by the Plossen machine gun illuminated the woods.

The enemy's attack efficiency has been visibly reduced.

The division commander put down his binoculars and said triumphantly, "How could we be defeated by such a patchwork of tanks? Send out an armored company to outflank them. The cannons of these tanks don't seem to have 360-degree steering gears. We can kill them by attacking from the side!"

"Yes."

The division commander looked on with satisfaction as an armored company of 18 Panther tanks outflanked the woods.

At this moment, the leading Leopard tank was hit.

Open flames spewed out from the turret hatch, more than one meter high!
Then a tank, the like of which the divisional commander had never seen, came over the hedge.

Commander: “What the hell?”

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"It's Pershing!"

Iverson heard the senior sergeant who had lost his tank shouting.

"It's the Super Pershing tanks of the 3rd Armored Division! Beat them up!"

One after another, the Super Pershings crossed the hedges and used their 90mm cannons to fire at the unsuspecting Plosson tanks.

However, the Prosons reacted. A Pershing was hit. It didn't seem to penetrate, but the turret stopped rotating directly.

Apparently the experienced Plosson tank crew, unaware of the Pershing's defensive capabilities, chose to aim at the turret ring.

Ivanson used binoculars to watch the tank battle taking place outside the woods, completely forgetting that he was also on the battlefield.

"Captain!" A shout from his men brought him back to reality, "Enemy infantry is coming!"

Ivanson hurriedly turned around and saw that the Prosom infantry was trying to sneak up using the wreckage of the tank.

"Fire! Machine gun fire! Don't let them go!"

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August 8, 5 Melania time.

Wang Zhong stood in front of the map of the Western Front, looking at the landing areas that had been connected into one.

Pavlov: "That famous general Erwin Romer obviously failed to replicate the miracle he performed in the Kingdom of Sardinia."

"Because he was captured." Emilia's voice floated over.

Wang Zhong immediately turned around and saw the girl waving a newspaper towards him. "The Times just airlifted in. The underground organization captured Erwin Romer, who wanted to command the 21st Armored Division himself."

"What?" Wang Zhong burst into laughter. Is Romer not in the headquarters in this world either?
On the other side of the earth, because Rommel went home to celebrate his wife's birthday during the Normandy Landing, he missed the most crucial 48 hours, so he was nicknamed "Long Zai Zai" among military fans, and was known as one of the four famous generals of Sandezi together with "Man Bu Guo", "Mo Bu Gong" and "Gu Bu Shuai".

I didn't expect that this nickname would have an influence that transcends time and space.

Of course, this may also be the conclusion of the world line, the choice of Steins;Gate.

However, Erwin Romer in this world survived, and perhaps he could become a photographer after the war.

Wang Zhong took the newspaper from Emilia and glanced at it, then remembered that his Angsa language was at the "easy to read" level, so he handed it directly to Vasily.

Vasily immediately began to translate: "Our news agency, following Marshal Ant Rokossov - Hey, there is another marshal's story here?"

Wang Zhong: "Just read yours, don't worry about it!"

Vasily: "After Marshal Ant Rokosov captured Marshal Proshen, I also successfully captured a Marshal Proshen on the Western Front - my goodness, so that's what happened, here comes the credit!"

Wang Zhong: "I sent a telegram to the entire army in my name. The Allies have landed in Carolingia and have gained a foothold. They have also captured Marshal Erwin Romer, the commander-in-chief of the Western Front of Prosent. If our officers and soldiers do not go all out, Prosentia may be taken by the Allies first."

Popov: "Would it be more appropriate to include the name of His Majesty the Tsar in this telegram?"

Pavlov: "He is a saint, on the same level as the Tsar, so be it."

Vasily put away the newspaper and glanced at Emilia. "We have fought for so long, hoping to enter Prothenia and completely defeat the enemy to end the war. It would be disgusting if the Allies suddenly took advantage of us."

Emilia: "Then you have to work hard. If the Allies can land in the Norman Principality, they can land in Hamburg, which is closer to Prothenia."

Wang Zhong: "You don't have to tell us. We will speed up our work. We will complete the encirclement by August 10 at the latest."

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August 8, on the Baltic coast.

Before the jeep stopped, Wang Zhong jumped out and looked at the sea that reached the horizon.

As Lyudmila got out of the car, she said, "It's not like you haven't seen the sea before. Didn't you go to the White Sea to investigate the location of the villa before?"

Wang Zhong: "This is different! The White Sea leads directly to the Aegean Sea and is a larger inland lake. This is a real sea, leading directly to the North Sea and the North Atlantic Ocean. Peter the Great made so much effort to have an outlet to the sea."

Lyudmila stood next to Wang Zhong, shoulder to shoulder with him.

The two of them just looked at the sea in silence for a long time.

Lyudmila said: "Seeing the sea, does it mean that the war has finally entered its final stage?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, if it's fast, the war should be over in half a year, or at most a year. I mean, the war in Europa."

After that we have to climb the mountain, climb Mount Naroda.

Lyudmila took his hand and said, "What happens after the war? Will you continue to fight?"

Wang Zhong: "No, I might go into space. It's too expensive to expand territory on Earth. I'd rather expand the high frontier."

Lyudmila smiled: "I knew it. The never-ending throbbing in your heart is like the waves of the Baltic Sea."

(End of this chapter)