Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

So when faced with the U.S. military's tentative landing, the German army decided not to expose its underground passages, but instead adopted the tactic of luring the enemy deep into their territory, so as to achieve the goal of completely annihilating the enemy.

In this way, the US troops on the sea would not know that there was an underground passage on the island, and would be able to deal a greater blow to the US troops next.

They are like hunters hiding in the darkness, waiting for the next prey to arrive.

At this time, after receiving the telegram that the landing troops were completely wiped out, the US military command did not retreat, but decided to send a second landing force.

This time, they decided to increase their investment, and the scale of the landing was much larger than before, with as many as fifty landing ships and twenty tank landing ships, carrying almost two regiments of troops.

They tried to use their powerful military advantage to break through the German defense line and avenge their previous defeat.

However, this time their landing was not so lucky.

A landing ship accidentally hit a mine laid by the German army while moving.

With a loud bang, the huge impact force generated by the mine explosion blew the landing ship directly into the air, and then fell heavily into the sea.

An entire platoon of soldiers on the landing ship were swallowed up by the sea in an instant, without even having time to utter a scream.

There was a huge splash on the sea, and broken wooden boards and soldiers' equipment floated on the sea, creating a mess.

"Everyone be careful, these Italian bitches have laid mines. Some of these mines are floating, while others are fixed. They are very lethal. Send the minesweepers to clear them." A U.S. colonel stood on the command ship and gave orders loudly.

His face was full of anger and anxiety. The landing operation that was originally planned to go smoothly was now full of problems.

His voice echoed off the sea, but was mostly drowned out by the sound of the wind and waves.

Just then, a strong wind suddenly blew.

The sea was rough and the landing ship began to shake. The soldiers could not stand steadily on the ship, and many of them vomited out all the food they had eaten.

Their faces were pale and their bodies swayed constantly with the shaking of the landing craft.

The soldiers who did not vomit looked at the sea anxiously, their eyes filled with fear, fearing that the landing ship they were on would also hit a mine.

After all, mines can even sink destroyers. Once a small landing ship like theirs encounters a mine, it is basically doomed to die.

In this vast ocean, they are like helpless lambs and may become victims of mines at any time.

"Do you think there will be mines on the beach?" a soldier asked worriedly.

His voice was drowned out by the sound of the wind and waves and seemed very weak.

In this dangerous environment, his heart was filled with all kinds of worries and fears.

"Probably not, otherwise the vanguard would have sent a telegram to warn them long ago." another soldier replied.

He tried to offer some comfort to himself and his comrades, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

No one knows what traps the enemy will set on this land. Their every step is full of unknowns and dangers.

Everyone saw with their own eyes the scene of the landing ship being bombed and sunk just now.

If you are not careful, you will be blown to the bottom of the sea and fed to sharks.

Just thinking about such horrific consequences would make people feel terrified, not to mention that they are experiencing it right now.

Their heartbeats accelerated rapidly, their palms were covered in sweat, and they tightly grasped their weapons as if they were their only lifeline.

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and a landing ship hit a mine again, was blown up into the sky, and then sank to the bottom of the sea.

Broken planks and bodies of soldiers were floating on the sea, and the smell of blood quickly attracted sharks.

A group of sharks were seen tumbling on the sea surface, their bloody mouths wide open, frantically snatching the bodies floating on the sea surface. The blood dyed the surrounding sea water red, and the scene was extremely cruel.

"Damn it, it's a shark!" a soldier shouted in horror.

His voice was full of despair and fear. At this critical moment of life and death, he felt unprecedented helplessness.

"Ugh!" Seeing sharks snatching the corpses and eating them, all the American soldiers vomited again.

The veterans frowned. They had seen countless tragic scenes, but the scene before them still felt extremely cruel.

Their hearts were filled with anger and helplessness, but they were powerless to do anything.

On this sea full of death and fear, the second landing force of the US military was in a desperate situation.

They didn't know how many dangers were waiting for them ahead, nor did they know where this landing operation would eventually lead.

On the island of Sicily, the German army was on high alert. Relying on strong fortifications and mysterious underground passages, they were ready to deal a greater blow to the U.S. military.

The fog of this war seems to be getting thicker.

The second landing force struggled forward in chaos and fear, and the minesweepers worked hard in the wind and waves, trying to open a safe passage for subsequent landing ships.

However, the German mines were like ghosts hidden in the darkness, bringing fatal blows to the US military from time to time.

Several more landing ships struck mines in the sea area that had not yet been cleared by the minesweepers. The screams of the soldiers echoed on the sea, but were quickly drowned out by the sound of the wind and waves.

The American commanders were extremely anxious and kept adjusting their landing strategies in an attempt to reduce losses.

They ordered the landing ships to disperse as much as possible to reduce the risk of hitting mines and speed up mine clearance.

But all this seemed to be of no avail. The wind and waves were getting stronger and stronger, making the minesweeper's operation extremely difficult, and the landing ship also found it difficult to maintain stable navigation on the rough sea.

On the island of Sicily, the German army was filled with pride when they saw the tragic situation of the American landing troops.

They shuttled through the underground tunnels, quickly mobilizing troops and preparing for the next round of attack by the US military.

Major Alfred stood in the command center with a confident smile on his face.

He knew that the US military's nightmare had just begun.

At this time, the US military was in a dilemma.

If they continued to move forward, they would face the dual threats of mines and German troops, resulting in heavy casualties; if they retreated, it would mean that all previous efforts would be in vain, and they would also suffer great humiliation.

The commanders were arguing fiercely on the command ship. Some advocated a desperate landing, while others suggested a temporary retreat and wait for a better opportunity.

But no matter what decision is made, there will be huge risks and challenges.

With the full support of the minesweepers, the US landing fleet, like a long dragon composed of steel behemoths, carefully advanced towards the island shrouded in war.

On the sea, the waves were surging, as if they were trembling for the upcoming brutal battle.

Even with the minesweeper clearing the way, tragedy still occurred when the landing ship tried to pass through the sea area suspected to be full of mines.

With dull loud noises, the landing ships trembled and tilted in the flames of the explosion.

In just a moment, ten landing ships were swallowed by the merciless mines, and the two tank landing ships were also doomed. The soldiers on the ships were either blown away by the air waves or fell into the cold sea with the sinking ships. They struggled and shouted, but were soon overwhelmed by the cruelty of war. "Damn it, they actually placed mines in such a tight place! Bastard!" Henry Carter, the American commander in charge of the second landing force, roared, his face twisted with anger, veins on his forehead bulged, and the telescope in his hand was tightly held in his hand, as if it was the object of his anger.

In fact, the deployment of mines is not random, and there are many considerations involved.

If we arrange it randomly, it will definitely be easily discovered by the enemy, and all previous efforts will be in vain.

Major General Burgdorf of the German Army, who was in charge of the island's defense, had his own unique insights in this regard.

He knew very well that the essence of mine defense lies in the combination of reality and falsehood, truth and falsehood.

Laying deadly traps in places where the enemy thinks mines will not be laid, and deliberately leaving blank areas where the enemy thinks mines will be laid. This unconventional tactic can often bring unexpected blows to the enemy.

It turned out that Major General Burgdorf's strategy was effective.

The US landing ship suffered a great loss in this seemingly calm sea area. The blood of the soldiers dyed the sea red and ignited the anger in their hearts.

"We must teach the German troops on the island a lesson." This was the common idea of ​​all the landing troops, because this landing battle had suffered heavy losses from the very beginning. They urgently needed a victory to save face and avenge their dead comrades.

While these American troops were trying every possible way to continue landing, the German infantry battalion led by Major Alfred was busy cleaning up the battlefield after the previous round of fighting.

The battlefield was in a mess, filled with smoke and scattered with broken limbs and destroyed weapons and equipment.

"The weapons are quite advanced. They are even equipped with semi-automatic weapons." A German soldier couldn't help but sigh as he checked the weapons left behind by the US military.

"Yes, look at this rocket launcher, it's much more powerful than our Iron Fist." Another soldier echoed. He picked up the rocket launcher, looked at it carefully, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

"Look at the amount of ammunition their mortars carry. It's several times more than ours." Another soldier said, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

I have to say here that the ammunition base of each country is not the same.

Some countries use 100 coins as a base number, while others use 10 coins as a base number. The standards vary.

The German army's mortar ammunition base was not low, at sixty pieces, but compared with the US army, it was far behind.

The U.S. military has an ammunition base of 60 120 mortars alone.

The difference in ammunition base is ultimately determined by a country's industrial strength, also known as production capacity.

The US military's strong industrial production capacity gives them an absolute advantage in ammunition reserves, with their ammunition base being twice that of the German army.

"Hehe, we can also use these shells. They are cheap for us anyway." A soldier couldn't help laughing, breaking the dull atmosphere on the battlefield.

"What is this? I've never seen it before." A new recruit picked up a strange weapon curiously and asked the veteran next to him.

"The flamethrower is specially used to deal with enemies in bunkers. It is very effective and can roast people in an instant!" The veteran explained vividly with a hint of exaggeration on his face.

"Go away, don't scare the new recruits. It's not as exaggerated as he said, but it's almost the same." Another veteran patted the new recruit on the shoulder with a smile, making the new recruit look upset. He thought, is this the way veterans intimidate new recruits?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and clean up quickly. The second wave of US landing troops will arrive soon." At this time, the voice of Major Alfred was heard. His tone was firm and steady, which instantly quieted down the soldiers and they began to speed up the cleaning of the battlefield.

"Battalion Commander, the American troops are landing." An observer hurried over and reported loudly to Major Alfred.

Upon hearing this, Major Alfred immediately turned around and called the artillery unit in the rear, requesting fire support: "Hello, artillery, American troops appeared on the east coast, requesting fire support. Range 5400 meters, bearing 40 degrees, tighten the fuse."

"Understood!" The artillery commander responded straightforwardly from the other end of the phone.

At this time, the US troops on five landing ships had just stepped onto the island's beach. They carefully picked up their weapons and prepared to advance into the depths of the island.

However, what they didn't know was that the shadow of death had quietly loomed.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In an instant, a series of deafening artillery bombardments rang out, and shells fell like raindrops on the beach where the US troops landed.

Flames shot up into the sky, sand and rocks flew everywhere. The American soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden artillery fire and fell to the ground one after another.

"Da da da, da da da." At the same time, the German machine gun positions hidden on the battlefield also spewed out deadly tongues of flames, interweaving into a web of death, ruthlessly reaping lives.

"Damn, there are German troops here."

"Asshole, save me, I'm shot."

"There are so many machine guns, save me quickly."

"Find cover quickly, don't panic."

"Damn, we're in a trap."

"How could this happen? Why was there an ambush? Where are the vanguard troops? Where did they go?"

"Get down quickly, be careful of the bullets."

"It's a cannonball, bastard."

For a moment, the landing troops fell into chaos. The soldiers shouted in fear and looked for shelter everywhere.

Many bodies of American soldiers were soon lying in front of the beachhead. The blood dyed the beach red, intertwining with the foam of the waves, making it look particularly tragic.

At this moment, the US tank landing ship that had been following closely also landed on the beach and began to counterattack.

"Seven o'clock, ready to shoot."

"Armor-piercing bullets, ready."

"High explosive, eight o'clock, fire."

"Damn it, on the left, there's an anti-tank gun."

"Fight back quickly."

"Shit, I got shot."

"I need backup."

"Oh my god, so many German soldiers."

For a moment, the American tanks that had just landed fought back frantically, and the flames from their gun muzzles illuminated the entire beach red.

But the German troops on the position were not to be trifled with. They were not afraid and began to fight back with their 75mm anti-tank guns.

Some daring German soldiers even lowered their 88mm anti-aircraft guns and fired wildly at the American tanks in front of their positions.

On the battlefield, the sound of gunfire was deafening, flames shot into the sky, and the two sides launched a fierce attack.

The American tank drivers were not to be outdone and frantically operated their tanks to fight back.

The sounds of tank shelling and machine gun fire intertwined together, sweeping across the German positions like a violent storm. (End of this chapter)