The city of Rouen is an important city in the lower reaches of the Seine and an important city that guards the transportation hub of the lower reaches of the Seine. The main materials of the Allied forces are basically transported from here to the front line. If the Germans occupy Rouen, the entire Allied forces will face a situation of hunger and out of control.

In order to seize control of the city of Rouen, both the Allies and the Germans sent the most elite armored troops and launched long-distance raids to compete for this city that is unknown on weekdays. In the end, the Allies arrived at the city of Rouen with absolute advantage in tank speed. They regained the initiative that they were about to lose and strategically lifted the German siege.

US Army Lieutenant General Bradley, standing by the Seine River in Rouen, smiling at the city across the river, his heart full of pride. Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise this city that was most important to the Allies would fall into the hands of the Germans. If that happens, then millions of Allies would be in a state of doom.

"General Bradley, our subsequent infantry has begun to enter the city. All three main armored divisions of our army have arrived in Rouen. Victory is right in front of us." Bradley's heavy general, Colonel Roete, commander of the 3rd American Armored Division, came to General Bradley who was intoxicated by himself and reported the good news to the extremely arrogant US lieutenant general.

Bradley pretended to be a high-profile gesture, pretending to be a general, and said rigorously, "Col. Radit, you can't be proud and complacent. The German armored troops are moving towards Rouen at full speed. We must also actively mobilize grassroots soldiers to boost morale, and fight another vigorous battle to defend Rouen."

Colonel Radit looked up at his immediate boss and said in a sleek tone, "General Bradley, don't worry! Our soldiers have begun to organize defenses in the city. We will firmly learn from the turtle and learn from the turtle. If the turtle is hiding in the city, you will not attack. Like the turtle, like the turtle, use solid defense to block the attack of the German devils. I believe that under your wise leadership, our great American army will continue to move forward bravely. Assault in the storm, fight bravely in the lightning and thunder."

"Well, it's very good. This is what I want. This is my army." Bradley's face was blushed, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had already felt that he would become a hero and a savior of the Allies. He had been pressed down by Patton and Montgmarley. Today, Patton was captured by the Germans, and Montgmarley had been a little bastard. He had pushed to the two mountains pressing on his head, and he turned over to become the master from now on. A brilliant tomorrow is coming soon, and a beautiful life is also waving to him.

"Col. Raddle, order the troops to hurry up and strengthen their defense. The Germans may arrive at any time. In field battles, our tanks are definitely not the opponent of German tanks. We want to fight street battles, use cities to block the German army, and wait for the main force to arrive." Bradley gave the order high, and the tone was full of desire for victory.

"Yes! General Bradley" Colonel Rott was infected by Bradley's momentum and answered with his greatest voice.

The US military began to set up defenses in Rouen. Tens of thousands of US soldiers, more than 500 tanks and self-propelled artillery, as well as countless jeeps, motorcycles, and supply vehicles, entered the city of Rouen. In order to prevent possible attacks from the Germans, the US military, who knew that they could not defeat their opponents in the field, all turtles retreated into Rouen, and used the narrowness of the city and the stars of the streets to form a defense.

The Americans' wishful thinking was very good, and they understood that no matter how powerful the German tanks were, they could not play a real role in street fighting. They were just a bigger target of activity, waiting to be eliminated by themselves.

"Qua, quack, quack, quack," At this time, annoying crows flew in groups of people in the sky. These birds that reported the deceased but did not report good fortune occupied the sky of Rouen in a very short time. The hoarse cry can make people's souls throbbed in a dark way.

"Damn! Why are there so many unlucky crows flying at this time? It's really unlucky, so unlucky?" Bradley cursed at the sky. His good mood just now was dispersed by the heavy crows. This is not a good omen. The crow represents death and symbolizes the passing of life. Whenever there is a bloody disaster, the crow will appear. Whenever there is a big happy event, the crow will definitely be gone.

"General Bradley, I think something is wrong. Why are there any group of crows gathering at this moment? Look at the wild dogs in the city and start running out of the city. Is something really going on?" Colonel Radit pointed to the wild dogs running around the streets and reminded his boss. Animals have a nature that they can predict the arrival of danger in advance.

Bradley's face began to be gloomy, and he also felt something was wrong. His long-term military life made him feel a special feeling about something. But Bradley really couldn't think of what kind of danger would happen. He had occupied the city of Rouen, and even if the Germans led the army to attack, he had the ability to block for a while, so special things should not happen again.

"Col. Luo Budt, I don't think anything will happen. Are we too careful? The Germans are absolutely helpless now."

"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom," a huge roar began to sound. Just as the Americans were surprised by the crows appearing in the sky, the ground began to vibrate irregularly. There were thousands of troops forming a rushing and jumping assault group, stepping and galloping, like a snowball rolling downward, accumulating explosive energy.

The city of Rouen began to twitch and shake. The American soldiers in the city already felt clearly that the ground was trampled and ravaged. A storm was about to come, and the breath of wind swept through everyone's soul. The fragile nerves trembled, and the subconscious intuition became even more dissatisfied.

"Ah, my god, it's thunder, it's raining, it's flooding, it's flooding, everyone runs away, don't forget to bring a lifebuoy,,," a soldier screamed in the air torn apart the vocal cords. The sound waves stirred in the air, reaching everyone's ears, holding everyone's hearts.

The flood peaks that gushed down from the middle of the Seine River formed a drop of several meters high, and rushed towards the weak city of Rouen with a storm. The huge waves rolled and boiled, like a violent and anxious herd of wild bison, stubborn and angry, rushing forward, presenting the bloody destructive power to the Americans to the fullest. All creatures within a radius of several kilometers were swallowed into the river.

Faced with the naked threat of the tide, the Americans collapsed. They ran around like hornets stabbed from their honeycombs, flying around and panic. The smell of sadness emerged in their hearts. The most fragile string in the human mind was broken at this moment when the sky and the earth were broken. Americans no longer had rational thinking, and the hope of survival filled their brains. The instinct in their bodies made them hysterically want to escape from Rouen.

But it was too late to go in time. The power of nature was invincible and irresistible at this moment. The surging super flood peak, emitting white bubbles, shining the horizon brightly. A more terrifying force than a bomb, swallowed the city of Rouen in a blink of an eye at the speed of devouring everything. The Americans could clearly see that the splashes on the waves were very white, and it seemed that the French had a strong sense of environmental protection.

At this moment, the entire city of Rouen was swept into the tide. The buildings with poor quality were shattered by the strangling force at this moment. The rapidly pouring water flowed in the city, sprinting, strangling and colliding in the streets and alleys. It was like a wild horse that had been rid of its reins, which was simply uncontrollable by human power.

The rapids that rush around splashed huge bubbles, and the rolled whirlpools of undercurrents swept the living soldiers into the water, and no one could float out again. The ripples that collided brought the blue sky into their arms, reflecting the gorgeous scenery.

No matter how advanced the weapons are, they can no longer survive this situation. The tanks, armored vehicles, and self-propelled artillery in the city were washed away by the powerful water waves like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Dozens of tons of steel were overturned and swept in an instant. The Americans who had no time to escape were even worse. They could not withstand the impact of the big water like a roar. Except for a very small number of people who hid in high-rise buildings and lived in rescue, most of them rushed forward in a rushing water until the burst energy was vented.

The three most elite armored divisions in the United States also disappeared in this world and were destroyed by an integral system.

"General Bradley, are you okay?" At the critical moment when the flood rushed in, Colonel Radley, who was thoughtful, dragged General Bradley to the dull, climbed up a thick century-old tree, barely avoiding the big waves. However, when the flood flooded, General Bradley became a body without thinking. He stared at the waves and shock waves and swept away his soldiers, lifted dozens of tons of chariots onto the water surface.

Bradley's heart was bleeding, and he was still enjoying the fruits of victory just now. But in a blink of an eye, all the beauty became a mirror and a gravel that flowed out in the blink of an eye. The contrast between the front and back made Bradley's spirit completely destroyed, and his thinking ability was temporarily numb.

"General Bradley, General Bradley, you must be strong, you must hold on, I must hold on!" Colonel Rotte saw that General Bradley did not respond for a long time, but just focused on the tragic scene in front of his pupils with an empty eye. He immediately advised him, hoping that the coach would become strong.

After a long time, Bradley woke up from the sadness of the rabbit and the fox. He twitched the corners of his mouth and murmured, "It's over, it's over, everything is over. How could this happen? How could this happen?"

When I saw the soldiers swept by the flowing water, I saw the soldiers struggling in the flood, shouting and asking for help, but I was powerless to save them. Bradley only felt the pain of his heart like a thorn, and his breathing began to squeak tightly, a suffocating smell spread into his heart.

"General Bradley, you must be strong, and you must hold on like the Himalayas. All this must be the Germans. These Germans must have blown up the dam and have nothing to do with you. You must hold on. The American people cannot do without you, and the great anti-fascist cause cannot do without you. You must continue to hold high the great banner of capitalism and Roosevelt's thoughts and continue to fight." Colonel Roott didn't know how to comfort General Bradley who was beginning to be confused, so he could only speak nonsense incoherently.

Bradley's eyes were bloodshot, and accusations and curses appeared in his bloody eyes. He cursed viciously, "Damn it! My grass, my god, damn Germans, you are all a group of beasts. He actually attacked us in this way. You are infringing on others. I must go to the Human Rights Conference to sue you. I must sue you in the International Law of The Hague, Oh, something fell on my head."

"Qua, quack, quack, quack," Bradley's words were not finished, and the crows in the sky began to fly excitedly, hover, and twisted the disgusting dance. A bold crow flew over Bradley's head, and a pile of crow shit fell down, accurately hitting General Bradley in a hysterical curse.

"Damn it! It's Crow Shit. You damn crows, you damn crows, are also here to attack me. I won't let you go. You wait and see. I want to make the crows extinct, I want to make the crows extinct in the world extinct." Bradley started to swear with the most vicious words to curse the crows in the sky.

But the crows seemed very skilled and did not care about the crazy American generals roaring on the treetops. They flew into the lower reaches of the Seine in groups and followed the turbulent river water downstream. These clever crows understood that when the flood stopped, the bodies mixed in the water would also be exposed to the water, and they could have a full meal.

On April 25, 1944, German Field Marshal Ricci von Gersyun launched the (flooded US Army) action plan. The Germans exploded the dam in the middle reaches of the Seine River and created a large flood to attack the US Army in Rouen.

As a result, the flood completed the mission brilliantly. The three most elite armored divisions of the US military were instantly involved in the flood and disappeared without a trace. Soon after, the bodies of more than 50,000 American soldiers were spread across the lowest part of the Seine River, almost blocking the river. Along the way, the individual equipment of the US soldiers spread across the river bank, which also made many French people who made a living by picking up rags make a fortune. However, the most prosperous one was the German army, and the large number of American tanks and armored vehicles were not washed away far away, and were later seized into trophy.

Only a very small number of lucky Americans have not been washed away and have become the lucky ones of this flood-

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