One Hundred and Twenty Nine Battle of Madrid

A cannonball exploded in the distance, bringing up a cloud of black smoke and countless broken stones. A half-collapsed house shook a few times, but in the end it did not collapse with the explosion, and it still supported it stubbornly. Up is full of half-dead desolation. 【First Release】

In a trench dug temporarily on the side of the street, a militiaman of the Republican Army cautiously crawled forward until he got into the barricade, then got up and patted the dust on his body a few times, and helped the crooked steel helmet on top of his head. .

"How's the situation?" An IRA officer was sitting in the corner, wiping a small pistol, their neighborhood is an important strategic stronghold, so the IRA deployed 1,000 people to defend here, and these days they fought back After the National Army attacked several times, he also lost dozens of soldiers.

This is still the outskirts of Madrid, and the competition between the two sides has reached a fever pitch. The soldiers of the two armies fought desperately against each other in several narrow blocks. The two armies came and went, and their positions changed hands several times.

"The German snipers are really good. Most of the soldiers we sent out to snipe them were killed. I just came back from a sniper team. They died two people, but they didn't even see the shadow of the Germans." The soldier sighed and said, "At least for now, we have nothing to do with the German snipers."

"Those snipers are like hunters who come to hunt. They have a great impact on our morale. Many of our comrades died on the ground so ignorantly, and now few soldiers dare to show their heads on the ground. , which directly affects our shooting accuracy." The officer said: "A lot of ammunition was wasted, and the enemy's casualties were reduced."

"I think our biggest trouble isn't the snipers. Mr. Major." The soldier pointed to the far end of the street through a small 'shoot' hole, and said, "Behind the corner over there... ...Yes, on the other side of the building, two German p-3 tanks, yes, p-3s, not tin cans like p-2s, real big guys."

After he finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and avoided the "shooting" hole, for fear of becoming the prey of German snipers: "It seems that they are planning a large-scale attack, and we lack weapons to deal with tanks on our side. Just think of a way."

"This time they are going to suffer." The officer smiled proudly, and then pointed to the back of the barricade: "Just now, a comrade from the Soviet reinforcements drove over a t-26 tank."

As he spoke, he "inserted" the wiped pistol back into the armed belt at his waist, then stood up and said, "This time we will let the German tanks have a taste of being killed! Hehehehe."

While speaking, a cannonball exploded on the side of the barricade, and with this loud noise, a thick smoke rushed into the barricade,

In an instant, it spilled out of the barricade from several machine gun holes. The soldiers in the barricades were coughing from the smoke, and all of them slapped the dust on their bodies.

Another artillery shell exploded not far away, and the more and more intensive artillery fire showed that the National Army was about to start an attack.

"Cough, cough, these bastards, the shells are getting better and better." The officer took off his military cap, poured the dust on it, and complained, "Before each attack, he just fired a few shots. , remind us not to sleep! Next time I don't even need to set up the guard post."

"I went out to smoke a cigarette. After a while, those bastards started to attack, and there was no time to smoke." The officer grabbed a steel helmet from his side, buckled it on his head, and lowered his body through the back door of the barricade. After walking out, before taking two steps, the barricade behind him was hit by something. He felt the ground under his feet tremble, and was pushed by a wave of air and stumbled.

He struggled for a while, stood firm, and when he turned around, he saw the collapsed barricade, as well as the National Army soldiers who had been slowly approaching not far away, and behind the densely packed soldiers, there were two German s -3 tanks.

It seems that it is bound to fall here, losing the cover of the barricade, and I don't know how long the Soviet tank in the back will last. bullets, and the rubble beneath his feet.

When he ran a few dozen steps away, a bullet hit his thigh accurately, the bullet passed through the fat, made a crackling sound, shattered the bones, cut the blood vessels, and finally flew not far away. On the ground, a little dust bounced up. The IRA officer twisted and fell to the ground, letting out a scream that was covered up by artillery fire.

On the German position not far away, several German officers were observing the situation on the battlefield with the latest scissor periscopes in the trenches. Beside them, a group of recorders and engineers were surveying and mapping the scene and recording data.

"The weapons designed by the head of state are really powerful. The National Defense Forces should continue to purchase such weapons to deal with enemy fortresses and tanks. These things are very useful." An officer moved his eyes away from the scissor periscope, in admiration. He commented: "What do you think?"

"This kind of weapon performs very well on the battlefield. If possible, it should be assigned to a company-level unit as rapid fire support." Another officer nodded, then turned to look at the engineer who was beside him: "Sir, you I think it is possible to further reduce the cost.”

"It should be possible. Now not only the National Defense Forces, but also the National Army also intends to purchase this kind of weapon. After the production increases, the price will be cheaper accordingly." The engineer thought for a while and said.

At this time, two German soldiers who were experimenting with new weapons returned here. One soldier was carrying an iron pipe that was more than one meter long and about 150 mm in diameter; the soldier behind him was carrying something similar to a schoolbag. Carrying a submachine gun.

"Sir! The experiment of the iron fist bazooka was very successful. The aiming and 'operation' of this weapon are very simple, and its power is very huge." The stuff is really exciting."

"5,000! We want to purchase 5,000 of these rocket launchers, and 50,000 rounds of special ammunition." At the outermost of the group of officers, a Spanish National Army officer hurriedly said: "Please be sure to reserve some of them. Yield to us."

"The Italian military hopes to order 15,000 of these iron fist rocket launchers. For the ammunition, we would prefer to directly purchase the patent and introduce the production line of this weapon. The price is easy to say." The Italian military observer next to him also hurriedly said, for fear After talking for a while, the order was taken by someone else.

"Everyone, don't be impatient." The leading German general, with a smiling face like a good man, pressed down twice with his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "This weapon is being installed in the Wehrmacht and was named by the head of state himself. For the 'Tekken Bazooka', it is also a secret weapon within our army, and the production is not sufficient, if you want to buy it, you will have to wait a few more days."

Just as he was talking, there was a huge explosion in the distance. The turret of a German p-3 tank was lifted into the sky, and a large group of flames was sprayed from the body. The black smoke went straight to the clouds. Stopped tumbling expansion fades.

"T-26 tank! It's the Soviet t-26!" Hearing the explosion, an officer hurriedly used a scissor periscope to look in the direction of the explosion, where a p-3 tank was billowing thick smoke, and Not far from the destroyed German tank, a Soviet tank with a completely different shape, painted with dark green paint, was slowly turning.

"Boom!" The second p-3 tank opened fire. Because it was very close, the fire accurately hit the opposite Soviet tank. The shell tore a huge hole in the fragile and thin side armor of the Soviet tank. The Soviet t-26 tank also emitted billowing smoke, and the subsequent violent explosion brought this small-scale tank battle to an end.

"Come on! Investigate! How much have we lost this time?" the leading German general frowned and asked. A German officer nodded, turned and left.

The officers of the Spanish National Army stepped forward and said some words of comfort. Just now, most of the joy of the success of the Iron Fist Bazooka was taken away. Everyone's mood was messed up by the explosion of the p-3 tank, and everyone was staring not far away. The thick smoke was silent, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

"Report, the two p-3s just now were tanks of the National Army, and only one electromechanical operator and one commander were from our National Defense Forces." The German officer who went to investigate came back after a while, annoyed Breathless, he introduced the situation to his superior: "The five soldiers in the car were killed, the ammunition was hit and exploded, and the tank site was distorted, but their sacrifice was worth it, and the nearby Republican Army retreated. , we took about two blocks."

"How about the loss?" asked the leading German general.

"The 8th Panzer Division lost 17 people and 76 people were wounded during the capture of Cáceres." A German Wehrmacht staff officer heard the German general's question and immediately went to the front to report: "Then they were in Sa 41 people were killed and 193 wounded in the La Manca offensive and defensive battle. The battle was very brutal, and our army lost 5 tanks here.”

He paused and continued: "After lifting the siege of Salamanca, the 8th Armoured Division went east along the Douro River and has now helped the Northern National Army to retake Zaragoza, the latest loss report has not yet Report it."

The general turned to look at a young man in an SS uniform next to him, who immediately stood at attention and replied: "After the 2nd SS Panzer Division recaptured Cordova, it went all the way south and lifted the The siege of Nada, and all the way to the south to recapture Málaga and Almeria ... losses ... 113 soldiers were killed and 695 wounded."

During the conversation, another cannonball landed in the middle of the street not far away, shattering the remaining glass windows, leaving behind a huge cloud of black smoke, and a deep crater in the middle of the road-Madrid offensive and defensive battle, it seems Still going on, going on for a long, long time.

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