Chapter 529 The Gunshots of Notre Dame Under

At 55 Rue Saint-Olle, at the gate of the Elysee Palace, a long team of trucks were preparing. The sandbags and guns poked out from the middle made the location of the most majestic French supreme management agency, brutally replaced by barbaric and became the temporary headquarters of the coalition.

Standing at the window, looking at the soldier who was carrying things into the truck, wearing glasses, the stroverted General Joseph Gallieni, sighed for a long time.

This is not the war he wants to fight. Although he said he would defend Paris, in fact, he did not want the great urbanization that carried the essence of Europe to be ruined.

Paris is too important. This is the heart of France and the symbol of France. It also concentrates 40% of the industry and agriculture of the whole country. Losing here means that France has lost its soul.

Although there were 1.3 million British and French allied forces on the whole defense line at the beginning of the war, although he endured the pain of opening up the buildings around the city as a defense line, competing with the German army on a street and buildings, and persisted for nearly a month, he finally gave up.

There is really no way to persist. A total of 400,000 coalition soldiers have sacrificed their lives for the city. Coupled with the Alpine defense line around Lorraine, a total of about 500,000 soldiers have been sacrificed. If the border battle is added, Britain and France will lose more than 800,000 troops in three months!

In this case, it is painful for both the soldiers and the people to persist, because this is Paris. The Germans can bomb with cannons and airships, but they are tied up and always want to protect the city and dare not let go completely.

For this, General John French, the commander of the British Expeditionary Force, has come to him many times, hoping to release more restrictions. With the bombardment of the damn Germans night, I'm afraid the British are unwilling to support this kind of meat grinder-style war.

Hundreds of thousands of young lives have paid for it. Suddenly, it is a little sorry for them in heaven to give up, but their sacrifice is not worthless. The Germans also paid a heavy price for this. Although they are the attackers and have more cannons and machine guns, at least they have to More than 250,000 soldiers were lost.

In the case that Versailles is still in the hands of France, this means that the German army cannot concentrate on continuing to go deeper. After the political axe moved to Bordeaux, a new line of defense has been arranged along Rennes, Le Mans, Orleans and Dirong, giving the political axe enough time to recruit troops from various colonies in a month. According to the previous telegram, more than 600,000 troops have been gathered on this line of defense, plus 200,000 troops supported by the United Kingdom. The defense line has been basically arranged. As long as the remaining 500,000 troops near Paris are brought back, the total force will exceed that of Germany.

More importantly, this month's resistance has given the rear enough time to imitate German tanks. According to General French, the first imitation tank has been tested, and in half a month at most, they will go off the production line one after another.

The Americans on the other side of the Atlantic also quietly provided help. The British surveyed tank drawings were handed over to the United States and ordered 5,000 in one go. With the 75mm artillery drawings provided by the French political axe, at most half a year, French soldiers who lacked cannons and machine guns before the war will have weapons comparable to Germany. .

This is the real reason why he insisted on this defense war criticized by many people, consuming the German army!

It's ridiculous that Xia Fei, who was stubborn at that time, only knew delicious food, suspicious, and cunningly like a country bumpkin, even put forward the theory of non-resistance. He wanted to hand over Paris to Germany intact, and then strode back.

What an idiot. If he follows his method, the new German tank will chase the army's buttocks all the way south. In the end, I'm afraid even Marseille and Bordeaux can't be saved.

"After going back this time, I'm afraid I'm going to face that bastard again. I really don't know how to deal with him." Thinking of this, Gallieni straightened his glasses, and his heart was also bitter. To be honest, he didn't want to participate in this kind of intrigue. This is a war that needs to concentrate the strength of all France!

He sighed, picked up some dirty hats on the table, patted them gently, grabbed the palms of his hand and walked downstairs. Retreating is not to let go of his legs. It requires a precise plan. In the case of dawn in two hours, he must discuss with General French again.

But just as he got to the door, the door was suddenly knocked open. The hurried adjutant didn't notice that there was someone behind the door. He hurriedly knocked Gallieni's general's hat away. He was so scared that he quickly picked up the hat and handed it to the general.

"What's the matter?" Gallieni never blamed his subordinates for making careless mistakes. He took the hat and asked kindly.

"General, Notre Dame has been occupied by the Germans!"

"What!"

Gallieni's eyes are about to fall off. How is this possible? Notre Dame is on the banks of the Seine, in the center of Paris, 15 kilometers away from the defense line, and even cannonballs can't hit there. How can the Germans appear?

Has the defense line been broken?

Before the chill in Gallieni's heart came out, the adjutant was anxious to shake his head and said, "General, it seems to be just a small army, about 70 or 80 people."

"Oh."

Hearing the adjutant say this, Gallieni couldn't help but feel relieved, but suddenly he shouted nervously, "Sanchez, did you just say where they occupied?"

"Notre Dame, what's wrong, general?"

"Damn it!"

"Assemble our troops nearby and rush there immediately. We must destroy them all!" Gallieni had no time to answer the adjutant's words, because now in Paris, only he knows what's in Notre Dame, and the Germans suddenly appeared in a cathedral of no military value, defiling their faith, and it must be for those things!

Gallieni rushed to the nearest truck, and a large number of soldiers began to climb into the car with the greeting of the adjutaries. After a while, a thousand soldiers were gathered and rushed to Notre Dame--

"Class Two, change the barrel!"

Kai Shaowei shouted loudly. After shooting the last few bullets in the drum, he suddenly pulled back the heavy "flower cat" from the edge of the window. After hearing his shouting, the machine gun squad next to him immediately stepped forward to take over his position to ensure that there would be no gap in the firepower.

Unlike the water-cooled machine gun, the Humao light machine gun needs to be replaced with a barrel for every 400 bullets fired. It's not that it can't be used if you don't change it, but it's too hot. If you continue to fight, the accuracy will be difficult to guarantee. If it is serious, there will be explosions.

Seeing that Qi Shaowei was holding the Huamao light machine gun and pulling the tenon at the front end of the gun body, the secondary machine gunner who had long wrapped the palm of his hand with thick cloth immediately grabbed the barrel and pulled it out forcefully. Then he grabbed the prepared new barrel and stuffed it into the center of the hollowed-out heat dissipation sleeve and twisted it hard. With a click, the barrel of the gun has been installed.

From shouting to changing, the whole process lasted only half a minute.

After changing the barrel, Qi Shaowei finally had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. After picking up a new drum and reinstalling it, he patted the machine gunner who took his place, regained his position and aimed at the enemy in the distance.

No one expected that the French army would come so much, so that in just an hour, each machine gun hit seven drums. Although they brought a lot of extra ammunition when they set off, it is really hard to say whether they can eat until dawn if they continue to consume it like this.

"Four o'clock, rapid-fire gun!"

As soon as Qi Shaowei knocked down a few French soldiers with probes, he heard shouting from behind him. He turned his head and saw more than a dozen French soldiers in front of Notre Dame pushing two 47mm Haqisian rapid-fire guns close to the right corner. Due to the angle problem, the machine gun suppression shooting effect was not great.

This scene makes everyone's backs suddenly cool. It's not a joke to be aimed at by a quick-fire gun. If there is a big poisonous snake that can break through the wall, it may immediately blow off the other party, but Huamao's 7.62mm bullet is not the opponent of the quick-fire gun at all.

"The thrower."

On the roof of the building, Wen Xiu also saw the rapid-fire gun and immediately waved to the back.

The night eagles who were sniping on the right immediately heard the call and immediately carried two iron pipes as thick as arms, with a sight at the top and a trigger at the bottom.

The two night eagles half squatted and relied on the corner to cover and carried the iron pipe on their shoulders. The companions on the side immediately pulled out two heads like conical mallets from the canvas bag, and there were four small rockets with retractable wings on their tails. After twisting the safety, they gently stuffed them in. After loading, they patted their partner's helmet fiercely before suddenly covering them. The ear lowered its head.

After the first prepared night eagle sensed the slap on his head, he immediately pressed the two rapid-fire cannons that were dragging against the wall into the sight, and then pulled the trigger fiercely.

With a bang, I only saw a long orange tail flame spewing out behind the iron pipe. The huge force made the night eagle unable to hold it. He jumped up in front of him and almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, the hot fire had rushed out of the pipe at this time, and this kind of beating would not affect the accuracy.

Like an orange lightning, the small conical rocket rushed to the front of the rapid-fire gun. Although it did not hit the cannon, it hit the wall. Only in the fierce and dazzling firelight, the outer wall covering the rapid-fire gun suddenly collapsed, burying the two rapid-fire guns and more than a dozen soldiers who had been involved in the explosion. .

This scene made the machine gunners in the two towers shout excitedly. After solving the biggest danger, they could finally ravage the French soldiers who charged on foot!

Wen Xiu also opened his mouth. Although he also tested the big guy who got it at the sea when he came, the rocket exploded at sea and hit the house at close range. Even the power of the explosion was a little stunned.

The late companion next to him had to close the insurance depressedly. Who slowed down? He gave up the first results of the bazooka's actual combat to his comrades-in-arms.

The grenadwer waved his fist excitedly, which surprised Wen Xiu and the Nighthawks that this guy disgustingly rubbed his face against the launcher a few times. He had fallen in love with this big guy!

Iron Fist 1 40mm rocket launcher is one of the new equipment just produced by the equipment department. Unlike the storm light machine gun, the eagle just got it before departure. According to Tang Xiao's words, the emperor took the opportunity to let Wenxiu be a white mouse.

But with this power, it's worth being a little white mouse!

In fact, Li Mo has been engaged in rocket technology for a long time. It belongs to the confidential project of Xinhua's core laboratory. The primary product is the kind of rocket launcher in front of it. Although the 80mm recoilless gun has been made, because it is still not light enough, it is very inconvenient for special forces such as Nighthawks to use. They are in urgent need of powerful and lighter attacks. Strong weapons, so Tang Xiao began to develop lighter and easier-to-carry rockets.

These days, the primary rocket technology is not advanced. The main keys are fuses, conical loading, stable tails and fast-burning large reasoning propelled propellation.

Unlike the high-end goods that are usually wrapped in the launcher tube used in the United States in the future, which can be used when needed, Emperor Li, a piracy maniac in later generations, naturally chose the sentence "RPG in hand, I have it in the world!" Zhongda's famous guerrillas are special offensive weapons.

Think about it, the black uncles with cigarette in their hands and hand-held RPGs aimed at Black Hawks are so chic!

Of course, the night eagle is chic now.

"The dog said, rub your face against the pipe, what's wrong!" Wen Xiu turned his head and ignored this speechless comrade-in-arms. He leaned his cheek on the scope and searched for a target worthy of his action.

When the muzzle was aimed at the exposed road after the big hole torn by the iron fist, the pupil suddenly shrank into a little cold star.

The violent explosion in front of him shocked the driver and slammed on the brake. The squeak of tires rubbing the road was particularly harsh even in the dense gunfire and explosion.

Galieni, who was sitting in the cab, was also stunned by the explosion just now. He looked at the wall being knocked on a big hole, and the soldiers were submerged by the explosion and bricks without even shouting.

The Germans brought the cannon in?!

In the sudden braking, Gallieni almost flew out of the front window. After struggling to stabilize it, he couldn't scold the reckless man who was driving, so he immediately opened the door and rushed down.

In order to broaden his vision, he ran to the other side of the street regardless of the danger, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.

I only saw that the dense red bullets in the dark shuttled back and forth between the streets and Notre Dame, more dense than the rainstorm! The explosive fires brought by the grenades rose one after another, and what made his eyes red was that due to the narrow streets, the bodies of the French soldiers in the charge were almost piled up into hills!

The most deadly thing for the soldiers is the machine gun position on the front bell tower, which is not only high and below zero, but also four or five, which makes him extremely dumbfounded. The Germans brought a cannon in, and they also brought at least five Maxim machine guns. How did they sneak in?

Gallieni, who had experienced many battles, found the problem almost immediately. Due to the narrow streets and the lack of heavy firepower, German machine guns easily blocked all the streets on all sides. If you want to solve the problem, you must raid the downstairs of Notre Dame.

"Drive, rush over!"

Gallieni didn't think about it, so he ordered the first two trucks that had just unloaded the soldiers to drive, and even the bodies of his soldiers in front of him could not be taken care of. If this small group of enemies were solved as soon as possible, it would be a major blow to morale!

Looking at the dense rain, the French truck soldiers swallowed and stepped on the accelerator hard. At the same time, Gallieni immediately ordered everyone to use the truck body as cover to attack.

The rumble of the car engine attracted the attention of the two bombers. When the two trucks came out of the corner, the newly filled rockets immediately flew over.

The fiery red tail flame, like the long tail of a meteor, rushed to the truck like a sharp sword with a conical high-explosive warhead. It was too late for Gallieni and the soldiers hiding behind the truck to see it.

Boom.

Two violent explosions sounded. The first truck was fast, and the rocket only hit the rear of the car, so it was still rushing forward, but the second one was unlucky. The rocket drilled directly into the cab, and the violent explosion also ignited the gasoline tank. The bursting fuel tank swept all the French soldiers within more than ten meters around. Go.

Before Gallieni could figure out how the German soldiers pulled the two cannons to the roof, the third "cannonball" with flames had been fired again. This time, it accurately hit the first truck and turned it into a ball of fire.

Dozens of French soldiers who lost truck cover fled desperately, but no matter how fast they were, they were not as fast as Kai Shaowei's light machine guns. After several shots, they knocked down these unprotected soldiers who were upright and did not know how to avoid.

"Damn it, save people!"

Looking at the soldiers who were involved in the flames after being killed by the fuel tank of the second truck, Gallieni even forgot his safety and quickly took off his military uniform and rushed forward, hoping to help the soldiers rush the flames on them.

"A little closer."

In the dark, Wen Xiu's cheeks clung to the butt of the gun. The cross star passed through the big hole brought out of the first rocket, aimed at the French general who was taking off his clothes and preparing to help the soldiers fight the fire, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"A little closer."

Gallieni has rushed to the soldiers and waved his military uniform to put out the fire.

"You shouldn't come, because the Virgin Mary is calling in heaven."

After helping the first soldier, Gallieni walked a few more meters to put out the flames on the second soldier.

"Close your eyes!"

At the moment when the habitual muttered to himself was over, the fingers on the trigger were suddenly pulled down. The brave and cherished good general in the camera was like a hit puppet doll. After the blood flashed on his neck, his right hand holding the military uniform stayed in the air, and his head tilted back after a long time. The neck is cracked as if separated.

Wen Xiu didn't know who he hit, but the French army supported by the truck was obviously in a mess. More than a dozen soldiers snatched the body with bullets, and the rest were stunned. They didn't know whether to continue to attack or retreat immediately.

"Leopard!"

"Assault!"

The chaotic scene made Wenxiu see the opportunity. After pointing to the street in front of Notre Dame to his partners downstairs, the door of Notre Dame suddenly cracked, and more than a dozen shadows rushed out like lightning. They all bowed their bodies and moved flexibly. When they ran, they were not in a straight line, but left and right. Quickly rush across the street and cover it with rocks and walls, making it difficult to aim.

The enemy who suddenly rushed out made the French soldiers more chaotic, but when they just raised their guns, the rainstorm-like bullets had rushed in front of them.

The wide and uncovered road made the French soldiers become ice under the fierce. It melted in front of more than a dozen fire-breathing submachine guns. The Santos stayed. When did Germany equip the machine guns that soldiers could carry with them?

"Retreat, retreat!"

In Santos's desperate shouting, these supporting French soldiers suddenly lost their fighting spirit, not to mention that General Gallieni was still hit by a "stream bomb" in front of them. Regardless of the attack, they ran back one after another.

The commandos that rushed out of Notre Dame achieved good results, and the submachine guns also showed unparalleled power in the close-range battle. After driving away the reinforcements, they quickly eliminated the remnants of the other streets under the guidance of the snipers.

The temporary sparse gunfire made Wenxiu and everyone relieved. Looking at the sky, a trace of white fish had risen from the sky. Just as he was about to let the nighthawks adjust the already scattered defense line again, suddenly!

There was a deafening sound of gunfire outside Paris, which not only reflected the sky red, but also the earth couldn't help trembling.

(to be continued)