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Volume 2: My Country One Thousand One Hundred and Seventeen.  Skeleton Lancer

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    The skies over Southampton have been flooded with flames of war.

    Planes appeared frequently, and a large number of bombs and incendiary bombs rained down.  Fortunately, considering the post-war reconstruction issues, the Axis forces did not use more powerful weapons.  For the British in Southampton and the Allied troops stationed here, this is probably the only place they are "lucky" about.

    The Allied forces commanded by Don Tanner were also desperately fighting back, and the Allied air force, which was constantly being reinforced, was also fighting to the death with the Axis air force in a small space.  No one is willing to give up the fight easily, and everyone knows what Southampton means to the entire war.

    The sky is roaring, the earth is roaring, and the gunfire is roaring.  Southampton has become a battlefield and is about to be filled with blood and corpses.

    It is obvious that in the fierce air battle, the ill-prepared Allied air force is gradually losing its air superiority. They are retreating steadily under the attack of the powerful Axis air force, and are losing the initiative on the battlefield bit by bit.  .

    This made Don Tanner worried, but what could he do?  He could not rush to the sky in person to participate in this fiery battle.  The only thing he can do is to keep his fighter plane in the sky for as long as possible and delay himself for as long as possible.

    But now it seems that even this willingness seems to be difficult to realize.

    An Allied fighter plane emitted thick smoke in the sky. It tried its best to control it, but this was a difficult goal to achieve.  The pilot ejected from the cabin and watched helplessly as his fighter plane fell toward the ground.  And the fate of the pilot.  It's not much better than your own plane.  When the white parachute cloud dispersed, he quickly became the target of enemy fighter planes, and the ruthless bullets completely penetrated his body indifferently.  The white cloud withered instantly.

    This is just a microcosm of the entire air battle.

    The air battle has progressed to this point, and every Allied commander watching knows that they are about to lose support from the air, and they are about to risk the bombing and bullets above their heads to deal with the attack from the ground.  This is probably the saddest part about them.

    "General Jonnar, I think we can begin our attack."

    Jonnar put down the telescope in his hand: "Colonel, did you know that the Baron is in Southampton?"

    Colonel Colham was shocked. He couldn't believe what he heard.  Oh, God.  His Excellency the Baron is actually in Southampton?  If those crazy falling bombs accidentally injure the Baron, the consequences would be unimaginable.

    "But we don't have to worry." Jonnar's heart was probably full of confidence in the Baron: "My father has always told me that no bullet in this world can hurt the Baron. No cannonball can find the Baron.  Maybe when I start the attack, His Excellency the Baron will give us a big surprise."

    Colonel Colham shrugged. He did not have as much self-confidence as General Jonnar.

    Jonnar stopped smiling: "Colonel, let's get started. The 2nd Skeleton Infantry Regiment. The 3rd Skeleton Armor Regiment will take the lead in attacking. Before tonight, clear out all Southampton's outer defenders!"

    "Yes, Your Majesty General," Colonel Colham replied calmly.

    On October 11, 1966, the Axis Central Assault Group composed of the German Waffen-SS Totenkopf Division, the 9th and 11th Divisions of the German Wehrmacht, and the 1st Division of the British Royal Army came under the command of General Jonnar  Launched a powerful offensive against Southampton.

    At this time, the first line of defense was the 36th Brigade of the U.S. Marine Corps, nicknamed "Bloody Rose", commanded by Colonel Enrique.  This brigade has always had a very glorious tradition. They once participated in the First World War, and since the outbreak of the Third World War, they have been put into the battlefield.  They always like to say a catchphrase: "Our roses were originally white. But they were dyed red by blood."

    And their opponents are even more full of combat experience.  Participated in all three world wars, the German Armed SS Skeleton Division formerly known as the "Skull Commando"!  As the leader of the entire army, Colonel Colham of the 2nd Skeleton Infantry Regiment knew what kind of responsibilities he shouldered.  He glanced at Major Maxim von Stroup standing in front of him, and then asked in a steady voice: "Major Stroup, are your commandos ready?"

    "Yes, Colonel, the Skeleton Lancers have completed combat preparations!"

    "Skeleton Lancers" - this is the nickname given by everyone to the "SS Strathup First Class Commando".

    Those who join this force always regard themselves as the bodyguards of the Skeleton Baron. They uphold the will of the God of Death and protect the men.By the Baron's side, he will conquer any object that attempts to pose a threat to the Baron.  In their eyes, there are always only two types of people on the battlefield: the living and the dead!

    No matter how dangerous the battle situation is, these brave and loyal skeleton lancers have never disappointed

    There was no expression on Colonel Colham's face: "I heard that the Americans across from you are called 'Bloody Roses'. Do you know the origin of this nickname?"

    "Of course, of course I know." Major Stroup replied calmly: "In World War I, the US military unit that was their predecessor was ordered to hold their position for 19 days, facing absolute  The superior German army held their position firmly. Their commander was killed and a rose dyed red with blood was found on his body, so they have had this nickname since then. "

    "Yes, they held on for 19 days under the overwhelming German attack" Colonel Colham sighed softly: "In this sense, they are very worthy of my admiration. But  , It is no longer the first world. Major Stroup, I know that you cherish your honor more than your own life, and I can tell you that the Skeleton Baron is in Southampton at this moment."

    Major Stroup suddenly became energetic.  Nothing is more exciting than this news.

    Colonel Colham could completely understand what his subordinates were thinking: "You are the Guards of Baron Skeleton, and the entire Skeleton Division is the Guards of Baron. So I am ordering you now to break into Southampton in the shortest possible time.  The baron needs some protection."

    "I'm very happy that you can entrust such a task to my hands." Major Stroup raised his right arm straightly: "Everything is for Germany!"

    All the forces of the "Skeleton Lancers" appeared on the battlefield.  "Leopard 7", "Destroyer 3", and "Model Assault Gun" all roared impatiently.  The infantry accompanying the armored vehicles were already eager to try.

    "Skeleton Lancers - advance!" With this order from Major Stroup, the Southampton offensive and defensive battle officially kicked off!

    This is the battle that determines the outcome of the war. This is the battle that determines the fate and future of Britain!  Major Stroup understands this, as does his opponent Colonel Enrique.  Whoever loses the victory in this war will completely lose the initiative in this war

    Artillery fire intertwined in the air, and bullets roared in people's ears.  Everyone has long forgotten fear on such a battlefield, and there is a strange void in their hearts.  At this time, they are no longer normal people.  They're just a bunch of war machines!

    They don¡¯t have any choice, and they don¡¯t deserve any choice.  When the first shot of the war was fired, their fate was already sealed

    The German soldiers of the "Skeleton Lancers" were only thinking about how to protect the honor of the Baron Guards, while the Americans of the "Bloody Rose" were also thinking about how to protect the reputation they had had since World War I.

    The steel battle between tanks and tanks, the flesh and blood fight between soldiers and soldiers!

    The air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.  Even if you breathe a little harder.  His internal organs would tumble, and he wanted to vomit out all yesterday's dinner.

    Snipers are hiding in unknown places. They carefully capture the target in the scope. No matter how fierce the sound of gunfire is, they must keep themselves calm. As a sniper, they will never allow themselves to make mistakes.  any errors.  The moment the bullet flies out of the gun barrel, it means the loss of a life.

    They can see their enemies fall under their guns.  They could even clearly see brains mixed with blood flowing out of the enemy's head.  However, all this has actually become numb to them.

    They are used to seeing too much death and too much bloodshed.  They are more insensitive than machines.  Now they are taking lives one by one.  But God knows whether the enemy's bullet will take away his life in the next second.

    Soldiers fell one by one, Germans and Americans.  But none of this affected the mood of the soldiers on both sides at all. Even those soldiers who still had some fear in their hearts at the beginning of the war had long forgotten some of their fears by this time.  What they are now considering is no longer how to survive, but how to exchange their own lives for as many enemy lives as possible.

    War is always just a game for politicians, and these soldiers are just tools used by politicians to complete their games.  When the war is at its most intense, the two governments will sit down and negotiate patiently, leaving nothing to chance.?? soldiers bled and died on the battlefield.  Then suddenly they would declare that the war was over.  Those soldiers who were lucky enough to survive might each get a medal.  Most of them then return to their hometowns with a meager severance package.

    Decades later, two countries that once fought to the death will become as close as friends because of each other's interests.  But those soldiers who died in battle will never be remembered again.

    ¡°Only on Victory Day every year, the country¡¯s leaders will stand in front of the tombs of the fallen martyrs and give an impassioned speech. At most, they will shed two tears in front of countless reporters to express their inner ¡°sadness.¡±  They would then scurry away for a new round of trade or political negotiations.

    Those soldiers buried deep in the ground who fought to the end for the honor of the country can only wait for the next memorial day

    This is the sorrow of soldiers!

    But now, whether it is "Skeleton Lancer" or "Bloody Rose".  None of them would have thought of this.  In their eyes, there is only loyalty and honor to the country, and they will never leave their battlefield until the last drop.

    In this sense, the Germans and Americans sitting here fighting to the death are both worthy of respect.  This has nothing to do with position.  This has nothing to do with the country. They are just fulfilling the responsibilities of a soldier.

    When the war stopped temporarily, those soldiers would lean on their positions, take out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from their pockets and light one.

    An American soldier who knew how to play the flute took out his flute and played a sad piece of music, which quickly resonated with all the American soldiers.  The sadness conveyed in the flute is so imaginary to their mood at the moment.

    Fighting for another country in a strange land.  But their families are still waiting for their return at home

    Two German snipers very close to the front line seemed to be attracted by the sound of the flute. They temporarily forgot their responsibilities and listened carefully to the plaintive sound of the flute.  actually.  Soldiers sometimes have the same heart.  What kind of military uniform you are wearing does not mean everything.

    "I can also play the flute." The German sniper with a mustache on the right said sadly: "When I was in school, I even fantasized about being able to enter the Berlin Orchestra in the future, but unfortunately I gave up this dream in the end.  "

    "I used to want to be a pianist." The German sniper with a scar on his face on the left sighed softly: "I applied to the art academy twice, but was not admitted both times. They said I was in music.  Not very talented. Is it a joke? A handwriting guy who was supposed to play the piano picked up a gun."

    "Everyone has a past that they don't want to recall." Mustache raised the sniper rifle in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the American flutist.  To be honest, if possible, he would not want to hurt the other person, and even wanted to make a friend with the other person.  But there is no way, this is a battlefield, not an art academy.

    The mustache reluctantly pulled the trigger in his handThe plaintive sound of the flute suddenly stopped

    This is the most cruel war.  Cherishing each other can't stop the killing of the other party.  The flutist died, but the American soldiers who were immersed in the music did not feel the slightest anger.  They didn't even feel sad.  This is a soldier's fate that has been destined for a long time.

    A new attack began. When the German soldiers of the "Skeleton Lancers" appeared on the battlefield again, the American soldiers of the "Bloody Rose" quickly rejoined the defensive operations.

    The artillery fire was still firing tenaciously, and the tanks on both sides burst out with terrifying roars.  The destroyed armored vehicles were lying in a mess on the battlefield, emitting thick smoke.  There were several charred corpses hanging alone on the armored vehicles.

    Major Stroup has always been personally directing his troops to launch attacks again and again. He has only one thought in his heart from beginning to end: the Baron is in Southampton, and the Baron is waiting there for the iron gate!  No matter what kind of opponent he is facing, he has only one choice:

    Defeat them¡ªdefeat them completely!

    From the bottom of his heart, he had to admire the tenacity of the enemy on the opposite side. Under the attack of the powerful Skeleton Division, although the Americans were at a disadvantage, they showed no signs of defeat.  There were several positions that seemed to be in danger, but they were successfully defended thanks to the efforts of the Americans.

    As a commander, they like such strong opponents.  Only mediocre people like to choose vulnerable enemies as their opponents.  Defeating a powerful opponent allows a good commander toMy heart is full of pride and pride.

    If possible, Major Stroup hopes that the enemy commander can be alive. He will personally pour a cup of coffee for the other party and then have a good chat about each other's views on the war.  During the war, they were enemies, but when the war was over, maybe they could become friends.

    ¡°It¡¯s a pity that Major Stroup knows that this wish of his will probably never come true

    At the same moment, Colonel Enrique was also afraid of the strong combat power of the Germans.  They seemed to be a war machine that never knew how tired they were. They launched attacks again and again under intensive attacks, and were gradually taking the initiative on the battlefield.  Fighting against such an enemy is the most troublesome and terrifying thing.

    General Don Tanner has asked several times about the situation on the battlefield, and Colonel Enrique reported the situation on the battlefield truthfully.  The progress was not optimistic, and he could not even hold on until night came.  General Don Tanner told him seriously: "You must not fail without my order. Colonel, remember my words, you must not fail. We need to gain the maximum time here. Can you understand what I say?"

    "I think I will try my best." Colonel Enrique could only answer the other party.

    What can be done?  Who could predict what would happen in one minute?  Who could have predicted how the war would end?  Maybe he will be beaten to death, maybe he will be captured, who knows.  But at least one thing Colonel Enrique can guarantee is that he will never give up until the last minute, until the most desperate moment arrives.

    "Skeleton Lancer" - Colonel Enrique has firmly remembered this name!

    This may be my most glorious battle!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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