On the morning of April 17, Dangral had breakfast and accompanied by his staff, accompanied by his beloved white horse Alice inspected the positions of various infantry regiments.

One night was enough for the infantrymen of the 7th French Infantry Division to build a continuous line of defense. Seeing the staggered light and heavy machine guns, anti-tank guns, and barbed wire fences that the engineers were pulling, Dangral nodded with satisfaction and expressed his appreciation for the efficiency of his subordinates.

After inspecting the positions of the 25th Infantry Regiment on the north shore of Lake Flanderson, Dangral said with satisfaction to Colonel Morsef, the commander of the 25th Infantry Regiment: "Based on my experience in trench warfare, I think the opponent must have at least two regiments of troops to break through your defense line. You did a good job."

Colonel Morsef pointed to the dark sky and said, "In this weather, the German air force cannot be dispatched. With the infantry alone, the Germans cannot break through our positions even if they send three regiments, unless they have a large number of tanks."

"Even if they have a large number of tanks, they cannot succeed. Don't forget that we have tanks." Dangral said with a smile.

He inspected the two artillery positions that had been formed, and it was already 11 noon when Dangeral returned to the town of Clapyan.

After asking the staff on duty, Dangral learned that the new supply fleet had set off from the port of Brest in southwestern France and was expected to arrive in two days.

A faster fleet has crossed the English Channel and entered the North Sea and will arrive in Stavanger at noon tomorrow.

Dangeral walked to the window and looked at the gray sky outside the window and prayed: "God bless you, let this good weather last for a few more days."

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"Sure enough, the sky has changed. The enemy will definitely increase its troops in large numbers. We must speed up the action. Has the artillery regiment arrived?" Chen Dao asked.

"They have set out from Egersson and are expected to arrive in an hour and a half, so they can catch up to the battle at 3:00 p.m.," said Haussel.

"The Navy Command has informed me that a French supply fleet has entered the North Sea. They will find ways to intercept the French fleet so that they cannot arrive on time."

After saying that, Chen Dao turned his head and asked Lieutenant Wolf: "What happened to the city of Stavanger yesterday?"

"No French ships entered Stavanger last night," said Lieutenant Wolf.

"It's great. We will act according to the original plan. At the latest, we must take down Stavanger before tomorrow morning." Chen Dao said.

As soon as Chen Dao finished speaking, Major Schumacher walked into the room and said to Chen Dao and Hauser: "I have surveyed the terrain. The terrain of both locations is suitable for armored troops. The east is slightly worse, but it does not affect the performance of the tank."

"Okay, order the troops to take their seats and launch an attack on time at 3:00 pm." Chen Dao said.

Half an hour later, Chen Dao took the Bandit No. 1 to reach two kilometers west of Bruna Town, and met with the main force of the battlefield investigation team behind the defense line of the head of state.

At 2:20 pm on April 17, the German Navy's armored ship, the Blücher heavy cruiser and the Emden light cruiser arrived at the sea 3 kilometers southwest of the German Detachment Line and contacted the German Detachment Commander Colonel Steiner.

At 2:40, the SS Artillery Regiment took place and contacted the head of the regiment, Kepler and Chen Dao.

Chen Dao looked at his watch and then said to Captain Lorentz with a rosy complexion: "The countdown is 10 minutes, and we will launch an attack."

Seeing Captain Lorentz's face turned pale in an instant, Chen Dao said: "Do you want another sip of wine?"

"No, sir. I participated in the battle yesterday morning. I am no longer a recruit." Captain Lorentz said no, but his hands were in a bad mood to take out a silver wine pot from his right pocket, unstoppable, and took a bite.

"The last time we exchanged fire with the French was a naval gun. We solved the battle without firing a shot. This time, we did not have the support of naval guns. We had to rush towards the Frenchman face to face and charge against the French machine guns, cannons, mines and anti-tank guns. Did you know that a machine gun bullet flew over and your head would be like this." Captain Bach said, clenching his fist and then spreading his five fingers suddenly, making an explosion.

"Your helmet can't stop it." Captain Bach smiled sinisterly at Captain Lorentz.

Hearing Captain Bach's words, Captain Lorentz's cheeks immediately dissipated due to drinking, and turned into a white face again.

"Don't always scare him, you may be able to save your old bird's life in the future. The time is almost over, let's go and watch the fun."

After Chen Dao said that, he jumped off the gangster No. 1 from the rear cabin door, ran to a No. 4 G tank, climbed up the tank quickly, and stood on the turret and looked northward.

Captain Bach and Captain Lorentz also climbed onto the tank's engine compartment and prepared to watch the battle with telescopes.

At about 3 o'clock, a series of thunder suddenly sounded from the artillery position behind the head regiment. 36 105mm howitzers and 12 150mm howitzers were fired at the same time, announcing the beginning of the battle.

On the sea, four 150mm secondary guns on the Luzov armored ship, four 150mm secondary guns on the Blüchel heavy cruiser, and eight 150mm main guns on the Emden light cruiser fired one after another, and under the guidance of the German regiment, shelling the opposite French positions.

In the telescope, Chen Dao saw countless white miniature mushroom clouds rising one after another on the French position. In less than ten minutes, the French position that was bombarded was completely covered with white smoke.

Ten minutes later, 24 155mm shells fell on the position of the head regiment with a strong wind, causing countless mud and smoke. After being bombarded for 20 minutes, the French finally couldn't help but start fighting back.

The artillery soldiers on both sides confronted each other's heads and usually threw countless shells on the other party's heads without any money.

The place where Chen Dao stood was one kilometer away from the head of the regiment, and he was not worried about being bombed by artillery shells. He turned his head to the west and turned to observe the German regiment's position.

After Chen Dao's telescope turned around for several circles, he finally found the target he was looking for.

"It turns out that this is just observing balloons, which is very troublesome and dangerous, but this is the only thing we can fly into the sky at present." Chen Dao murmured to himself.

Behind the German Regiment's position, several Norwegian soldiers were slowly turning the winch to release the steel cables in the winch. At the other end of the steel cable, an observation balloon slowly rose to a high altitude under the action of atmospheric buoyancy, 200 meters, 300 meters...

When the steel cable was released to 500 meters, the Norwegian soldiers stopped and immediately fixed the winch.

In the rattan basket hanging under the balloon, the artillery observer stabilized his body and picked up the telescope to look north.

There is no sun in the sky, it is covered with clouds, and the earth is shrouded in grayness.

In this darkness, the fire at the muzzle of the 155mm howitzer of the French Heavy Artillery Regiment was so dazzling.

About ten minutes later, an electric wave flew towards the sea. After receiving this electric wave, the six 283mm main guns, which had been accumulating for a long time, turned their guns and aimed in the northeast direction.

The Blüchel heavy cruiser was not to be outdone, and the 12 210mm main guns also shook their muzzles and pointed at the long-awaited target.

A moment later, artillery observers in the sky saw more than a dozen huge fireballs suddenly exploded from the French artillery positions.

On the position of the head of state, the flames and roar of French artillery shells when they landed on the ground suddenly weakened, and then disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!