Chapter 239 Classic Infiltration War on

Americans have infiltrated.

The door of the battalion headquarters was suddenly pushed open, and a German sergeant rushed in. He roared at Major Trisher in a hurry, "Sir, we have been infiltrated by the Americans. They are attacking us!"

"Fed!" Major Trisher scolded. He was dissatisfied with the sergeant and said harshly, "How many Americans are there? How far have they penetrated our defense line? How far are they from the battalion headquarters?

"I don't know!" The German sergeant was stunned, and then realized that he had lost his temper. He quickly stood up, saluted Major Trisher, and then calmed down and said, "We have been attacked by the Americans. There is more than one point. Almost every part of our defense line has been attacked by the Americans. They seem to be everywhere. Sir, I can't judge how many people they are, but I can estimate that it is no less than a company!"

"A company?" Major Trisher couldn't help standing up, and the other three company commanders stood up. They all stared at Major Trisher and waited for his order.

"It's impossible. Americans don't have the ability to attack us!" He almost roared, and the American attack ruined his good mood. What he thought was impossible was happening. "Did they get reinforcements? No, it's absolutely impossible! Connect me to the regimental department. I want to talk to the regimental department. How strong are the Americans to attack our defenses?

"Hur, what should I do now?" The sergeant stammered at Major Trisher.

"Damn it, you go back to your respective companies and immediately organize people to fight back. No matter how many Americans come, you must keep them out of the defense line. If our defense line breaks through, God will not forgive us!" Major Trisher shouted at the three company commanders, "Go, go, don't stay here. This is not your place!"

"Yes, sir!" The sergeant and the three captains quickly tidied up their military uniforms, and then hurriedly left the battalion headquarters. They had to return to their defense lines immediately. If the U.S. military breaks through from their own defense, Major Trisher will certainly not let them go.

The gunfire outside became more intense, with the unique sound of the U.S. military machine gun and its own MG42 machine gun in the middle, and the sound of grenades and mortar shells exploding from time to time.

"What the hell do Americans want to do?" At this time, the communications of the headquarters had connected the regimental headquarters for him, but the regimental headquarters did not know anything. They didn't even know whether the U.S. military had reinforcements or what the U.S. military was now arranged. In short, he knew nothing, which made him angry.

"Lieutenant Lecquer!" Colonel Trisher walked out of the battalion, stood in the snow, and shouted. It was a staff officer of the battalion. He was trotting all the way to Colonel Trisher.

"Your officer!" Lieutenant Lecquer saluted him.

"Tell the two companies on the defense line to guard the defense line and don't attack easily. We also have a reserve company that won't let Americans break in easily." Trisher ordered loudly. Looking at Lieutenant Leckel about to leave, he felt uneasy and quickly stopped him, "Wait, tell the companies that if you find the main direction of the attacking troops, you can support each other!"

Lieutenant Lecle left quickly in the direction of the defense line. After a series of orders were given, he felt a little relieved. But there are always some unstable factors wandering in his mind. He knew that Company General Reddt was right. Opposite their defense line was a company led by a captain named Parks, and it was this Parks that caused great losses to the Germans in a row, and even almost made the Germans fail in the Allied market garden operation. And in the trench warfare in the Netherlands, there was also an example of leading a platoon to defeat an SS battalion.

"No, no, I have to go to the defense line in person!" After all, Major Trisher is not very reassuring. The other party's reputation is so big that he has to treat it carefully. If the defense line is broken by him, the U.S. military may take this as a gap and get a lot of assistance from the rear, which the German army does not want to see.

Captain Reddter scolded all the way. The raid of the U.S. military was unexpected, but the rudeness and obvious revenge of Major Trischer at the dinner table made him dissatisfied. He felt despised by the major, which made him very uncomfortable. He walked very fast and soon reached his defense line. Along the way, he could see bullets flying around in the air with white light.

"What happened to our people?" His first sentence was to roar at the deputy company commander on the defensive line.

"I don't know, we can't get in touch with others, but our firepower is very strong, and the Americans haven't attacked yet!" The deputy company commander said confidently to Captain Reddt, "They are just bluffing. Or they were suppressed by our firepower, and so far I haven't seen an American rush in front of us!"

"Be careful!" Captain Redt nodded to the deputy company commander and said, "Tell the brothers that the fire is fierce. Don't be stingy with ammunition. We have a lot of ammunition. The key is that we have to defend the defense line!"

"I know, Captain!" The deputy company commander faithfully carried out this order. The firepower here suddenly strengthened a level. All kinds of weapons and artillery fired fiercely in front of him, and the explosive fire reflected the forest in front of him.

"Come here, Parks!" Captain Redter looked at the violent explosion in front of him and couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. In front of such a fire network, he wanted to break through the line of defense, which was like a dream.

On the other line of defense, the German firepower was not very fierce, and they stared at the front with wide eyes. A platoon leader said to the company commander, a thin man named Prius, "Sir, the exchange of fire on Captain Reddett's side is more fierce. It seems that the Americans have made their side as the main attack point. Shall we support them?

"No, no, let's guard our defense!" Company commander Prius looked at the exchange of fire on Captain Reddett's side and shook his head and said, "Captain Reddt's firepower is very strong, and the Americans will be suppressed by them."

The gunfire here is really not fierce. Only the occasional machine gun is fired, but it can soon cause the counterattack of the MG42 machine gun, and the MG42 machine gun can completely suppress the firepower of the U.S. military.

Gradually, the sound of gunfire fell. Occasionally, there can be an explosion. It seems that the battle on Captain Reddt's side is over, and there is no news of a request for assistance. It should be that the Americans have been repulsed.

"Americans should retreat, I hope they don't come again!" Company commander Pris looked at the front of the defense line and muttered.

But as soon as his reason fell, a series of bullets suddenly came and almost hit him. And the deputy company commander beside him was not so lucky. The bullet given by Pryce hit the deputy company commander's head, and suddenly a bloody fog exploded in front of him, splashing his face.

"American!" Captain Prith shouted, and then quickly lay down on the snow, rolling and crawling into a puddle beside him. "The Americans are coming, open fire, open fire!"

Suddenly, on the defense line of the whole company, all kinds of weapons began to shoot in front of the defense line, no less fierce than Captain Reddt's line.

The U.S. military's counterattack was unexpectedly fierce, and they concentrated almost all their firepower here.

"Damn it, why did the Americans come here?" Have they been hiding their firepower just now? How many people are there? Captain Prius quickly thought about this question, and he was even considering whether to ask Captain Reddt for support.

The flares kept rising, and they could see the faint figure of the U.S. military running around in the woods. And their shooting is very accurate. Every time the flare rises, the brother on their side will be hit, and then scream for help. And this kind of scream can best destroy people's will to resist.

"Ask for support, I want Captain Reddt to ask for support!" Captain Pries finally couldn't stand it. The screams of the German army after being hit, and the fear of his bloody face after the deputy company commander was hit just now, made him finally start to ask Redt for help.

Major Trischel felt that when he was on the defensive line, the battle on Reddett's side had stopped, and the battle on Captain Pris's side had begun, and it was equally fierce. And the soldiers sent by Captain Prith to ask for help also arrived.

"Damn it, what the hell are the Americans attacking over there?" Major Trisher said angrily to Reddett, "Go, go, go and help Captain Pris. We must destroy the U.S. military there." I can order you to attack at the right time, and we will defeat them! Parks? I want him to lose a battle! Let him know how powerful I am!"

But when Captain Reddt felt Captain Pryce's defense line with two platoons, the U.S. military suddenly stopped the exchange of fire, as if they had never appeared here. The flares kept flashing in the sky, and then the light of the flares. In the vast forest sea, an American could not be seen.

"Fed, where the hell are the Americans?" Captain Prius scolded fiercely. The exchange of fire just now seemed to have never happened, and the Americans seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Where are the Americans? Major Trisher is also asking questions. Reddt's two platoons rushed to the defense line, but they did nothing, but they did not dare to withdraw easily. They were worried that the Americans would launch a bigger attack! The battlefield in the middle of the night presents a strange phenomenon. The Germans were puzzled, and they had only one question in their hearts.

Where are the Americans?

(to be continued)