The Hermann Goring Division, who participated in the Battle of Sicily, was under the jurisdiction of: two tank regiments (including four tank battalions and two assault artillery battalions), two armored infantry regiments; two grenade regiments, one assault regiment from the paratroopers; one anti-aircraft artillery regiment, two artillery regiments, and one reconnaissance battalion.

There are also two armored engineer battalions, one type м-21 rocket launcher regiment, one anti-aircraft machine gun regiment, and one armored artillery regiment, and armored communication units, medical and logistics support units.

At this time, on the beach landed by the 45th Division of the US Army, Hermann Goring Division was lurking an assault regiment, two Type 21 rocket launcher battalions, a grenade regiment, a tank regiment, an armored engineer battalion, an artillery regiment, two anti-aircraft machine gun battalions, two anti-aircraft artillery regiments, and an armored infantry regiment...

"Let all troops prepare to take action! The British and American bombers have arrived over Sicily, and are bombing the Italian troops in various beachhead positions to assist those British and American troops in landing operations!"

Christian, the commander of the Hermann Goring Division, said in a small beach village near the Gera area, staring at the densely pack of British and American bombers with plane lights.

"What is the opinion of General Paul Conrat, the division commander? Did he know that Britain and the United States have dispatched two divisions to land in Gera Bay? And have the arrival of British and American bombers reported to him?"

Frank, the commander of the Grenadier Regiment, responded.

"I have reported everything to him, and the assistance is waiting for his combat order!"

Leader Christian nodded.

"That's good! We will definitely win this time, survive!"

Commander Frank still nodded his head.

"Yes! Living is the best! But it is also a good thing to be able to kill these British and American troops without leaving any armor! Because I was unhappy when I looked at their proud posture, and I really wanted to beat them up viciously!"

The leader Christian suddenly grinned.

"Hey! Our ideas are very consistent!"

Commander Frank also responded with a happy smile.

"It's a pity that we have to let the first chief dispatch the new recruits who came to assist us in the battle, and go to the battlefield to fight first!"

The leader Christian said with some regret.

"Or! But this will make us know the strength of the British and American troops and combat deployment so that we can wipe them out sooner!"

The commander Frank shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Since that's the case, then when the British and American bombers are bombing, we will launch a counterattack! But if you help, let the new recruits learn how to resist the landing and offensive battles of the British and American troops! So that they can gain some practical experience!"

The leader of the regiment Christian immediately made a decision.

"Good idea!"

Commander Frank clapped his hands happily and agreed.

"With that being said, we should first go to General Paul Conrat, and our new deputy commander William Smetz! Because we have to obey their command before we can start the battle!"

Looking at the excited leader Frank, the leader Christian reminded.

"Hey! You didn't remind me, and you really forgot!"

Commander Frank grinned.

Then the two of them went to discuss with the new deputy division commander William Smetz. After a brief discussion, the new deputy division commander William Smetz called the commanders of other troops over and started an emergency combat meeting in the temporary command center in the small village.

At this time, it was not dawn and dawn had not yet arrived.

The soldiers of the 1st Division of the US Army who had just stood firm still wanted to rush for a cup of instant coffee and eat something; of course, at least they also wanted to smoke a lucky card or a camel brand cigarette to calm down the cold.

Because many of these soldiers were wet by the sea water, especially those soldiers who were wet by the surging waves because of transporting weapons and equipment, became even more tired and cold.

However, Terry Allen gave them the order to check their m1 Garland semi-automatic rifle, whether they have good oil, whether the magazine of the Thompson submachine gun is loaded, whether the ammunition box is ready, and of course, there are other weapons and equipment, which also need to be checked one by one.

At the same time, they were also asked to march towards the Italian army's retreating and surrendering towns, preparing to occupy them, in squads.

But when they were halfway through the road, the entire night sky was shaken by dazzling flashes and deafening explosion sounds, and the earth shook, and then the cannonballs all over the sky roared from the sky.

"What happened!"

Many US troops who had not yet reacted were screaming.

As soon as the words fell, the dense, like countless high-explosive bombs and grenades exploded onto their positions, exploding large areas of the US military to the sky, or the limbs of the explosion were broken, and they broke into pieces like five horses, scattered onto the ground, and blood dyed the earth filled with smoke.

"It was an attack launched by the Italian position. Everyone should fight back! Those Italian troops still have resistance!"

"Not the Italian army! It's the German army! I saw their helmets!"

"Counterattack, fight back quickly! Don't escape!"

At the same time, the entire US 1st Division immediately became loud and clamored, and various officers and many soldiers shouted in panic.

And at this moment, one after another, dazzling tracer bullets suddenly drew lights of different colors in the war-torn night sky.

At the same time, more than 300 artillery guns spitting out flames instantly poured thousands of tons of shells into the positions of the US 1st Division.

Amid the fierce roar of artillery fire, the entire earth was trembling and shaking; it was as if the earth was shaking and the earthquake was terrifying.

But what even more tragic happened to catch these bombed US troops off guard was that many soldiers fled to the minefield where the Germans buried the Italian troops in the beach because they were too frightened.

These minefields are arranged with a large number of German S-type mines, "Betty" jumping, and the most famous one among the German mines.

When the US military stepped on these mines, 360 marbles flying everywhere would burst out in an instant, first ejected to the waist-high of the US soldiers and then exploded, and shot the shotgun horizontally at a fatal speed...

This type of mine is specially designed to attack open areas without cover infantry, available in two models: Smi-35 and Smi-44.

In addition to this 'Boot Betty' jumping thunder, there are also many Shulei landmines buried.

These mines with more than 100 grams of TNT charge are also very powerful, and are buried 25-50 mm in the sand.

Listening to the dense sound of German bombardment and the explosion of his soldiers trampling on landmines, Terry Allen immediately had his eyes red and decisively asked his troops to evacuate first to avoid German bombardment and minefields.

"I'll inform me of the air force above us and kill all the abominable Germans, especially their artillery and minefields!"

At the same time, Terry Allen roared in anger at his correspondent with murderous intent.

"Blow these bastards to death! They are so hateful, and they will launch a surprise attack on us!"
Chapter completed!