Chapter 154 The Fall of Nijmegen

Coloe Germint decided to surrender. The ambush of the U.S. military was very fierce, and the hit rate was very high. The German soldiers kept falling, which made him mistakenly think that he had been ambushed by heavy troops, but where did this U.S. military come from? This is no longer important. The important thing is that if you don't surrender, the whole army may be destroyed.

"It seems that you are right." When the Germans put down their weapons and raised the white flag, Nixon smiled at Winters and said, "If we bump into them head-on, I don't know what the result will be!"

When Winters led the brothers of the two platoons to appear in front of the Germans who had laid down their weapons, Colonel Germint showed great chagrin. Obviously, if he knew that there were only two platoons, even the corpses would pave a way.

"You are a real officer!" He walked to Winters and straightened his body. Even if he surrendered, he would show his only arrogance. In the hearts of the Germans, they never thought that the U.S. military would have an outstanding commander, but this time Germint affirmed Winters, which was not easy. "Please accept my surrender." With that, he took out the Luger pistol from his waist, held it upside down, and handed it to Winters.

Winters smiled, took Colonel Germint's pistol, and then shouted behind him, "Sergeant Tebert, take the three rows of brothers to the regimental headquarters." Then he shouted to Picak, who was cleaning the battlefield not far away, "Pikak, take the brothers in the second row, let's go to Yuden."

He was really surprised when Tybalt appeared with a battalion of German troops on his way to catch up with Colonel Sink. He didn't expect the result at all that the Germans of a battalion met two platoons of E Company and then surrendered.

Hell's Highway is in the hands of the 101st Division. The Allied material supply was uninterrupted. But this rapid battle made the German army very nervous. They contracted and concentrated from various regions to Arnaum, tightening the defense line.

The first airborne division of the British army finally survived to the last moment. The Germans suddenly retreated. They abandoned all kinds of armored vehicles and tanks along the way and rushed away in trucks. After successfully blocking and killing the British, they ran all the way, which made it impossible for the British First Airborne Division, which lacked transportation, to pursue.

"God, general, the Germans can't stand it anymore. They finally can't stand it." The colonel couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Yes, we survived, but the price is very high!" Admiral Urkert felt very depressed. Obviously, it was his own side that won, but it suffered much more losses than the German army. And I can't chase the German army quickly. This feeling made him have no joy after victory at all. He just ordered the troops to quickly approach the north of the bridge, meet the troops trapped in the north of the bridge, and then occupy the North Bridge in one fell swoop, finally ready to control the whole bridge.

Brigadier General John Forrest also felt the dawn of victory at the same time. The German offensive suddenly stopped. They also dropped heavy weapons such as armored vehicles and tanks, and then quickly retreated to the south end of the bridge.

"The Germans have retreated!" Lieutenant Colonel David breathed a sigh of relief. Under a fierce attack by the Germans, there were less than 400 British paratroopers guarding the bridge, and there were fewer combat capabilities. They had no ability to pursue the German army at all, so they could only watch the Germans calmly retreat to the south of the bridge.

"It was the Poles in the south of the bridge who launched the attack!" Brigadier General John Forrest raised his telescope and looked at the bridge on the other side. He was a little worried and said, "The Germans have no ammunition and no fuel. They may be desperate. It may prompt them to decide to blow up the bridge.

"Do we need to do something?" When Lieutenant David heard this, he asked nervously. If the Germans blow up the bridge, the sacrifices made by the British First Airborne Division will be worthless.

Brigadier General John Frost couldn't help looking at the direction of Osterbeck and said slowly, "All we can do is to stay here and wait for Admiral Urgt's arrival. Other than that, we can do nothing."

John Forrest's analysis is very reasonable. The Germans have begun to retreat in an all-round way. After retreating, the first thing they have to do is to blow up the bridge, not only the Arnam Bridge, but also the Naimegen Bridge, which has not been occupied by the Allies.

The Nijmegen Bridge, which the 82nd U.S. Airborne Division is attacking with all its strength, is still in the hands of the Germans. The British Guards Armored Division and the 505th Regiment of the 82nd Airborne Division fought for a day until midnight, when they were finally blocked by the Germans at 400 meters south of the bridge. The third battalion of the 504th Regiment of the 82nd Airborne Division of the U.S. Army ran a mile away from the southern end of the bridge and tried to cross the river with a rubber boat, thus threatening the German army on the north flank of the bridge and cooperating with the frontal attack south of the bridge. However, they were sniped by the German army in the middle of the river and suffered heavy casualties and had to give up.

The battle situation of the Nijmegen Bridge has reached an impasse. Until the fourth day, this situation had not changed. Obviously, the Allied generals were already a little anxious. If the Nijmegen Bridge could not be captured for a long time, it would be impossible for the British 1st Airborne Division, which had lost contact with the Allies on the side of the Arnam Bridge, to resist the German attack alone.

But on this day, the situation suddenly changed. The German army began to retreat in an all-round way and shrink the defense line, which puzzled the Allied generals. But they thought it was a great opportunity to start an all-round attack on the German army.

The 505 Paratrooper Regiment of the 82nd Division and the British Guard Armored Division launched the largest attack of the day. They wanted to capture the Nijmegen Bridge in one fell swoop, but the German resistance was also very tenacious. The German firepower was so fierce that it poured almost all the ammunition on the Allied attacking troops.

"Did the hell, do the Germans want to run out all their ammunition?" James? General Gavin looked at the tragic situation not far away with a telescope in front of the division headquarters and couldn't help frowning. Then he suddenly thought of the unusual abnormal behavior of the German army to retreat and shrink, and couldn't help shouting, "It's not good, the Germans want to slip away."

"Coloe Tucker, take your people to reinforce immediately. The sooner the better. We must seize the Germans before they blow up the damn bridge. Hurry up! Don't let the Germans breathe!" General Gavin quickly issued the order, "Let the 505th Regiment attack with all its strength." There must have been something behind the Germans. Damn it, why can't we reach the British on the other side of Arham?

Major General Gavin was obviously correct, but he didn't know that the Germans had lost their ammunition depot and oil depot.

Colonel Tucker took a battalion of soldiers to reinforce the attack of the 505th Regiment. The U.S. troops attacking the bridge struggled forward with the support of British tanks, but if they did not take a step forward, they would suffer huge casualties.

"Damn it, let them rush. Don't lie on the bridge. There is no bunker on the bridge. They are lying there waiting to die!" Colonel Tucker almost roared. But at this moment, the British tank charging in front of him was suddenly hit by anti-tank weapons and ignited a fire. This change made all the U.S. soldiers who charged lay down and dared not move forward.

"God, I don't want to die here!" A U.S. soldier held the helmet above his head and lay on the bridge. He shouted hoarsely at his partners who were also lying around him, "Irry, damn it, let's step back. The Germans' firepower is too fierce. This is for us to die."

He pushed the American soldiers beside him, but Eric was motionless.

"Irry!" He pushed hard again, and then the soldier named Eric turned over. His eyes bulged, and a thin blood line hung on the corners of his mouth because of the reaction. He died.

"God, God!" He suddenly gasped tightly, and then couldn't help crying, "God, I'm going to die here. I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go back!" Then he got up quickly, turned around and ran back.

A lieutenant lying behind him shouted at him, "Damn it, come back quickly, you will be the target of the Germans!" When he shouted, he raised his head and suddenly felt that something hit his head, and his head drooped. He was hit in the head by the Germans. The soldier didn't run far, but was caught up by German machine gun bullets and beat him into a beehive.

"Hurry up! Damn it, come on, don't pout your buttocks, pick up that damn rifle!" Colonel Tucker couldn't help it. He rushed up from behind and kicked the buttocks of the lying American soldiers hard.

"Soldier, pick up your gun!" Colonel Tucker pulled a soldier's collar, picked him up, and then pushed him forward hard. I don't know where he got so much strength.

"Tank, cover!" He roared loudly at the tanks behind him, "Shrers, don't lose the face of the U.S. airborne soldiers. Follow behind the tank. Let's beat the damn Germans!"

British tanks rejoined the attack, which added some courage to the U.S. military. Coupled with Colonel Tucker's crazy urging, they got up from the bridge one after another, and then cautiously followed behind the tank and attacked the bridge.

"Boom--" Another British tank was destroyed.

The U.S. military's attack stopped again. Obviously, they couldn't stand the heavy rainstorm of the German army and retreated again after heavy casualties. He has been retreating from the attack of the moral army. No matter how much Colonel Tucker supervises it, it will not help.

The sound of gunfire on the German side was also temporarily stopped. The battle seemed to have entered a strange state. Quietly, if it hadn't been for the fire of the destroyed tank, the smoke of gunpowder in the place where it was shelled, and a group of depressed soldiers, I really wouldn't have thought that this was a battlefield.

"Damn!" General Gavin held up his binoculars and observed the Germans across the bridge. He saw the German soldiers behind the bridge packing up. They are showing signs of retreat, which means that the Germans may blow up the bridge.

Major Gavin couldn't take much care of it. He grabbed a rifle and ran to the bridge. As he ran, he shouted at the U.S. and British soldiers along the way, "The Germans are going to escape. Guys, follow me, follow me, hurry up, hurry up!"

All the people stared at General Gavin, and then suddenly woke up and grabbed the weapons and equipment around them one after another. The follower Gavin ran to the bridge.

"Coloe Tucker, hurry up and let your people go! We can't let the Germans blow up the bridge!" Major General Gavin shouted loudly. Behind him and in front of him were crowds driven by him. The British tank drove up again. They pressed it with all their strength. Obviously, Gavin used this charge to completely defeat the Germans and hug the bridge.

They rushed onto the bridge again, and the British tanks opened in front of them. Unexpectedly, the German counterattack was not fierce, or they just fought back with a symbolic surname. Then I saw the British tank drive quickly to the center of the bridge.

"Boom--" The continuous explosion sounded on the bridge. The bricks and stones in the middle of the bridge were lifted by the air waves of the explosion and rolled in mid-air, and then "cracked" on the bridge, followed by several huge explosions. The bridge suddenly collapsed and four or five British people rushed to the bridge. The tank fell down, rolled in the air, and landed in the river, splashing snow-white waves.

(to be continued)