Chapter 147: Night raid
After crossing a small steep slope, the village of Berg appeared in front of everyone.
Perhaps the name "Beg Village" is no longer suitable to call this land, because if you look around, you can no longer find a complete building where the lights reach. Only the ruins can prove that this place used to be true. There used to be a small village.
"Here, is anyone still alive?" Looking at the scorched earth full of fire, Schmidt said blankly.
"If other troops are here, then I may be suspicious." Wittmann looked around, "but they are SS17, don't forget their record in Barcelona! I believe they can survive!"
As soon as Wittmann finished speaking, two soldiers who were covered in darkness and blended in with the night came out of a cannon-proof hole on the side and stood in front of the headlights looking at them excitedly.
"Hey! Are you reinforcements?" one of them shouted to Wittmann's car.
Wittmann hurriedly opened the hatch from the inside, stuck out his upper body and replied, "Yes! We are the 1st platoon of the 2nd Company of the 101st Heavy Tank Battalion. I'm Wittmann, the commander of No. 1331, and also the platoon leader. "
"Oh, God! You are finally here!" The two soldiers were about to cry, "If you don't come, we will be finished!"
"Dude, don't worry, you won't be finished, I'm here!" Wittman jumped out of the car and hugged the two soldiers, "Go, take me to meet your company commander!"
"Yes! Yes! I'll take you to see the company commander!" The soldier said as he stumbled towards the center of the position.
"Turn off the lights, you are waiting for me here!" Wittmann turned back and ordered, then followed the soldier.
Before long, a fortified trench with a roof and a gate appeared in front of Wittmann's eyes. This was the company headquarters.
"Company commander! Company commander! Reinforcements are coming!" Before entering the headquarters, the two soldiers shouted loudly.
Following the shouts of the soldiers, an officer with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulders pushed open the door and walked out of the headquarters. He looked at Weitmann in surprise, stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Second Lieutenant Geise, acting company commander!"
"I'm Wittmann, the commander of the support force!" Wittman and Geise shook hands, "Uh, you just said you were the acting company commander?"
"Yes." Gaither shrugged his shoulders and said sadly, "I was originally the deputy platoon commander of the third platoon, but I have the highest rank in the company that still has combat effectiveness, so when the company commander was seriously injured and withdrawn, he took the entrusted to me."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Wittman said regretfully, "but can you tell me about the current situation?"
"Of course." Gaither adjusted his mood, nodded and said, "I think you should be clear about the situation on the other side. They are a full light infantry battalion, but there are at most less than 300 people left."
"Before it got dark, we just repelled a wave of enemy attacks. That battle was our biggest loss. We killed and injured more than 70 people and lost all our armored vehicles. There are 47 people in total with me, and I don't have any weapons other than some light weapons."
"Meaning, if we don't come, you will have 47 against 300 opponents?" Wittmann said in surprise.
"Yes." Gaither nodded, "The superior didn't order us to retreat, we will never take a step back!"
"As expected of SS17, they are a bunch of lunatics." Wittman whispered.
"What?" Gaither didn't hear what Wittmann said.
"Uh, I said, fortunately we came in time."
"Yes, thank you for coming in time." Gaither smiled, "So, what about your troops?"
"They? They are all behind." Wittmann pointed behind him.
"Let them come over, it's warmer in the trenches." Gaither said enthusiastically, "By the way, how many of you are here?"
"Company commander, to be precise, I can't say how many people they have come." The soldier who brought Wittman over said, "they came with tanks, there are four in total."
"What?!" Gaither was stunned. "Only four tanks?! The superior asked four tanks to support us?! God! There is an infantry battalion opposite us!"
"Yes, we only have four tanks." Hearing Gaither's question, Wittmann was a little unhappy, "but I think our four tanks are enough to drive away those French guys."
"Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to look down on you." Seeing that Wittman was unhappy, Geise quickly explained, "It's just... you understand."
"It's alright, you don't have to worry." Wittman said, "Perhaps you don't know, but I also participated in the Battle of Barcelona, and I have a lot of experience in fighting more with less."
"You also participated in the Battle of Barcelona?!" When Gaither heard that Wittmann participated in the Battle of Barcelona, he suddenly became excited, "Which army are you from?!"
"I was in the 3rd Armored Division at that time."
"The Third Armored Division?! Oh, man!" Gaither cried, "The 'Skull' division?! You are also one of the prefix divisions!"
"Yes, the 3rd Armored Division is the first batch of prefix divisions." Wittmann nodded and said proudly, "But I'm in the Fuhrer's Guard now!"
"Then you can see the Führer often?! Dude, you are amazing!" After some conversation, Geisel was full of confidence in Wittmann.
"Actually, it's not very often..." Weitman couldn't bear what Gaither said. "Uh, Mr. Acting Company Commander, I think I have to arrange my troops. I'm afraid the French will attack at night."
"Night attack? No, no, no," Gaither said contemptuously. "They won't attack at night. The Frenchman sleeps hard at night."
Hearing this, Wittmann's mind flashed, and he said excitedly: "Hey, everyone! I have a bold idea..."
"You want to attack them at night?" Gaither glanced at Wittmann.
"Yes! Did you think of it too?"
"Our company commander thought about it on the first night." Gaither replied.
"Have you done it yet?" Wittmann was curious.
"No, the risk is too great." Gaither shook his head, "Our task is to protect this place, and we won't do anything extraneous and risky."
Gaither looked at Wittman, thought for a second, and added: "But if it was you, you could have done a vote at the time. Their anti-tank guns were blown up by the air force guys during the day, and now they have nothing to do with you. ."
"Then it's settled!" Wittmann has always been very daring. When he heard that the Frenchman had nothing to do with him, he immediately made up his mind to carry out a night attack, ignoring the three hundred people on the opposite side, "I'll go back now. Bring the tank in!"
After crossing a small steep slope, the village of Berg appeared in front of everyone.
Perhaps the name "Beg Village" is no longer suitable to call this land, because if you look around, you can no longer find a complete building where the lights reach. Only the ruins can prove that this place used to be true. There used to be a small village.
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