The British army still wanted to pitch grenades down, but they no longer had a chance.

Several German soldiers had already pulled the grenades and threw them on them... Although the M24 grenades are heavy, they are easier to throw. German soldiers familiar with using them can easily throw them into the house through the window.

Then there was a "boom" explosion, and a scream came from the room.

As soon as the explosion sounded, several German soldiers rushed in with submachine guns. Then there was another sound of submachine guns, and the New Zealand soldiers in the room were wiped out... Although the New Zealand soldiers were of good quality, they were still far from the Germans who had struggled and rolled out from the battlefield. There was often only a little gap on the battlefield, which could determine each other's life and death.

Only then did Qin Chuan have time to turn his gaze to the soldier who rushed towards the grenade.

The medical soldier was carefully turning him over, but the tragic scene after turning over made everyone unable to bear to see... His stomach had been blown up by a grenade, and there were blurred flesh and blood everywhere, and several intestines that were cut by shrapnel fell out.

But he was not dead yet, his face turned pale as paper, and the muscles on his face twitched in pain.

"Prince...Sir!" The soldier called Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized the soldier as the new recruit who once asked him to take the letter back to his hometown.

The recruit tried hard to reach his arms, but tried several times but failed.

Qin Chuan knew what he was going to do, so he took out the letter in his arms for him, nodded and said, "I know, Würzburg... Don't worry, I will bring it to your lover, and I will also tell her about your deeds. You are very brave and you did not suffer much pain when you die!"

The recruit smiled and then let out his last breath.

Qin Chuan broke off half of the recruit's identity card, then slowly stood up, and put the identity card and the letter in the bag of his shirt.

Another tank drove up, and the wreckage pushed aside, and then continued to cover the troops.

The German soldiers quickly cleared the house opposite and formed a blood-stained "English crossbow" from it.

"It's this thing that destroyed our tanks!" said Werner.

"So we have to be careful!" said Bazel. "They may be more than one!"

Bazel is right, New Zealand soldiers took at least thirty from the warehouse...

Fortunately, New Zealand soldiers have not equipped this thing before, of course they have not received relevant training, which leads to their irregular operation and are not very accurate... The "English Crossbow" has a characteristic, which is that they will not fire immediately after pulling the trigger, but must continue to aim for a while.

New Zealand soldiers didn't know this, so armor-piercing bombs always deviated from their target at the last minute.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise the fifty tanks of the 21st Armored Division would not be able to survive under these thirty "English crossbows".

However, even so, the German army still suffered heavy losses... The armored division lost thirteen tanks in less than half an hour to enter Alexander, and it can be foreseen that it will lose more in the near future.

One of the reasons is that the English crossbow "has no tail flame or smoke when it is launched, which means it is difficult for German soldiers to find its location and suppress it fire, so it often has a second or even third launch.

"General!" Colonel Albridge reported to General Streck: "If this continues, our tanks will be wiped out soon!"

"But we have no other choice, right?" General Streck replied: "If there is no tank cover, our infantry will be in danger!"

"I suggest letting the infantry go ahead!" said Colonel Albridge. "Or let them search for the house!"

"Do you think this kind of search is useful?" General Streck shook his head and said, "They can hide anywhere, even wear people's clothes and mix them in them. Do the scouts go and leave?"

This is the disadvantage of fighting in enemy cities, and New Zealand soldiers obviously took advantage of this.

"Even they don't need to hide!" Colonel Slain, as the commander of the infantry regiment, obviously does not recommend infantry walking ahead: "The house is the best cover for the enemy. We don't know where the enemy is, but the enemy knows our location very well... They only need to drop a few grenades or suddenly stretch a machine gun out of the roof, and the infantry will fall under the machine gun in batches! In other words, without tank cover, they will be unable to move forward, let alone reconnaissance!"

This has always been a problem of street fighting, and even in modern times, this problem has not been well solved... Whether it is American or Soviet advanced tanks, they will be subject to cheap and lightweight rocket launchers in street fighting.

If there is really any good solution, then flatten the houses on both sides of the street so that enemies holding individual anti-tank weapons have nowhere to hide or get close to the tank.

"But this is not a solution, right?" Colonel Albridge said: "Half an hour... we lost thirteen tanks after just three kilometers, and the loss continued..."

At this time, a few more roars came from the front. Colonel Albridge spread his hands and said, "Look, there are more than thirteen vehicles left now. If this continues, we will soon have no tanks to use again!"

"We may be able to withdraw from the city and choose another route!" Colonel Slain said: "I mean, it might be much easier if you attack from the west coastal Avenue!"

Colonel Slein's suggestion makes some sense, because the Coast Avenue is wider and the other side is the uninhabited Mediterranean, which means that the Germans only need to pay attention to one side with houses... This will at least reduce the enemy by half.

But General Streck shook his head.

"We can't do this!" General Streck said: "Because it's daytime, driving the tanks to a wider area... means being bombarded by the British Air Force!"

Upon hearing this, the officers couldn't help but remain silent.

The current situation is to retreat, it is not impossible to retreat... They always thought that as long as they hit Alexander, they would be in a quagmire, but they did not expect to fall into such a quagmire.

After a while of silence, Colonel Slain said, "Perhaps we should call the sergeant to hear what he thinks!"
Chapter completed!