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Eight hundred and thirty-seven.(2/3)



Failure waved to the Allies not far away.











After the German-centered coalition landed in Lübeck on July 2, the Ernst cluster suddenly strengthened its offensive, one wave higher than another, making Hannover soon a small boat in the vast ocean, with the danger of silence anytime and anywhere.

Dolby tried his best not to sink his ship, but obviously he had a better solution by now.

"General, are we going to fail?" asked his adjutant Major Howell carefully.

"Yes, I think we are about to fail..." Durby didn't hide anything: "When the enemy recaptured Lübeck, any battle will no longer make sense. Major, do you think we are like fools? They are being held in their hands like puppets, but I still think that I am about to see victory..."

Major Howell nodded involuntarily.











Yes, no matter what the Allied commanders look at, they have become a group of fools.

"What else can we do?" Major Howell sighed: "We did not receive the order to retreat, so we could only stay here forever. I think, maybe an enemy will appear in front of us soon?"

"Enemy will soon appear before us..." Dolby sighed heavily: "But at least one thing is lucky. Although the Skeleton Baron is a very terrible enemy, he is a gentleman. At least he will not hurt you after you surrender. It's just a major, are you ready to be a prisoner of war?"

Major, are you ready to be a prisoner of war?

When this sentence was asked, Major Howell had no idea how to answer it.











Although the major had not thought about this, a large number of prisoners had begun to appear on the battlefield. The first ones to surrender were the Australian soldiers who felt that Hanover had just felt that they had not been long.

You know, if the battle goes well, they will be very brave, but if there is a major turning point in the war, their mentality will inevitably fluctuate.

They don't want to die here.











The Germans received a large number of prisoners, and they didn't even have time to manage these prisoners, but they just set up some prisoner-of-war camps on the battlefield and let the prisoners go in on their own.

And this also made something wonderful happen.

Outside the so-called prisoner-of-war camp, there was no one standing guard at all. Those prisoners of war could leave easily, but few did this.

The "Last Gentleman" Ernst Bryme's actions on the battlefield have been known to everyone. They know that although they have become prisoners, their lives are at least safe. Once they leave here, God knows that they will be hit by stray bullets.

So, they stayed honestly in such a "safe house".











The impact caused by this was a series of people, and more people began to follow their example. Without even seeing the enemy, many people took the initiative to find the prisoner-of-war camp and became one of the prisoners of war.

It's ridiculous, but it's not funny at all when you think about it carefully.











What else is more important than life in this world?

On July 3, the German-British Allied Forces had already advanced into Hannover, and a large number of Australian soldiers surrendered, but most of the U.S. Marine Warfare Brigade continued to fight.

Compared to the Australians, they are much more loyal to Brigadier Dolby. They are never willing to put down their weapons just before they receive orders or are completely desperate.

The battle in Hannover was still extremely fierce, but at this time, the most troublesome thing that made Commodore Dolby the most was actually the most troublesome thing for Americans:

The German people in Hannover rose up and resisted like all the ordinary Germans in the occupied cities! Such a scene was staged countless times during the Ernst cluster march.











When Marshal Ernst Breme entered Hannover, it was already the evening of July 3, and one-third of the city was in the hands of the German and British troops, and the pace of controlling the entire city began to accelerate.

"I'm very happy to hear your report!" Wang Weiyi calmly told his subordinates: "Col. Kolk, are your tank assault group seriously injured?"

"Yes, Marshal, the casualties are quite large." Colonel Kolk did not hide anything in front of the Marshal: "But compared with the results we have achieved, we can completely tolerate such casualties."

"Very good, what I need is your spirit." Wang Weiyi nodded in praise: "But I see the enemy still resisting tenaciously. If you can continue to bring me good news tomorrow when the sun rises, I think I will thank you very much."

"I will do it, Marshal!" When Colonel Kolk was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to have something: "Marrior, you promised me that you would wear the Iron Cross on me personally!"

Wang Weiyi also remembered his promise. He took off the Iron Cross Medal he had been wearing, and then solemnly wore it on Colonel Kolk's military uniform.

In an instant, a look of fanaticism appeared in Colonel Kolk's eyes.











After the end of World War II, the German Medal was issued very little, especially in recent years, no one even received the Iron Cross, and then, recently, one was worn on his military uniform. What's more important is that it was given to him by Baron Alexander himself!

Fight for him - die for him!

Colonel Kolk suddenly remembered this sentence circulated among the German army.











The commander's fanatical emotions will always be transmitted to his subordinates. The Kolk tank assault group, which has been fighting on the front line since the beginning of the battle, was like a group of madmen who re-entered the attack.

On their wings were the Great German Regiment and the British soldiers. They did not act impatient in the city war, but cleared the enemy's obstacles bit by bit and stabilized the controlled area bit by bit.

In the brutal battle, the British soldiers who had not been on the battlefield for a long time were also growing rapidly.

However, the positions of those US troops were losing inch by inch. They kept retreating and shrinking their positions, but they were never able to stop the enemy's pace of advancement.

Late at night on July 3, a nightmare news made Brigadier General Dolby, who was already feeling uncomfortable, even more desperate:

A German commando raided the Allied military airport in Hannover and captured ground crews and numerous aircraft there.
To be continued...
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