Re: Herr Pferdmann rides again!
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2020 3:25 pm
June 19th 1941 (5)
Major Krüger cursed. RAF Spitfires strafed his position and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it, he had pushed too hard and outrun the Flak battalions.

The last of the Italians in the area were swiftly routed by the determined British.

More British tanks threw themselves forward towards the ridge, Not as slow and ponderous as the Matilda’s but better armed and armoured than the swift Cruisers. 2.Panzer Regiment held their ground but took heavy casualties.

4.Aufklärungs Abt swept ahead of the division. When they reported contact with a second battalion of these new British tanks, Generalmajor Fischer was concerned “Tell the General that the British are not done here yet. We have no idea how many tanks the enemy have deployed here”

Major Weiss led his battalion in support of his regiment's 2nd battalion. Evenly matched to the fore, the British morale quickly crumbled as additional tanks appeared to their rear.

With the armour dealt with, the Schutzen battalion quickly moved to the attack. The British artillery attempted to withdraw but could not outpace the swift moving Panzers that pursued.

With another attack stopped Pferdmann ordered 1.Panzer division to adopt a defensive formation “Yes Markus, you said it yourself you have no idea what else lies in wait. Hold your ground. Dare the British to expend themselves on your steel wall”

Colonel Wilikins had a bitter taste in his mouth. HQ had not sent any additional forces to support him and his attempt to break out had failed. “Captain, tell the lads we’re done. I won’t waste their lives in a futile act of courage”

Pferdmann was impressed. Any doubts he had had over 5.Light divisions capabilities were swiftly being dispelled. In what seemed to be one fluid motion they had forced the surrender of an armoured battalion, forced some infantry to run and reformed their lines ready to hold.

Major Krüger cursed. RAF Spitfires strafed his position and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it, he had pushed too hard and outrun the Flak battalions.

The last of the Italians in the area were swiftly routed by the determined British.

More British tanks threw themselves forward towards the ridge, Not as slow and ponderous as the Matilda’s but better armed and armoured than the swift Cruisers. 2.Panzer Regiment held their ground but took heavy casualties.

4.Aufklärungs Abt swept ahead of the division. When they reported contact with a second battalion of these new British tanks, Generalmajor Fischer was concerned “Tell the General that the British are not done here yet. We have no idea how many tanks the enemy have deployed here”

Major Weiss led his battalion in support of his regiment's 2nd battalion. Evenly matched to the fore, the British morale quickly crumbled as additional tanks appeared to their rear.

With the armour dealt with, the Schutzen battalion quickly moved to the attack. The British artillery attempted to withdraw but could not outpace the swift moving Panzers that pursued.

With another attack stopped Pferdmann ordered 1.Panzer division to adopt a defensive formation “Yes Markus, you said it yourself you have no idea what else lies in wait. Hold your ground. Dare the British to expend themselves on your steel wall”

Colonel Wilikins had a bitter taste in his mouth. HQ had not sent any additional forces to support him and his attempt to break out had failed. “Captain, tell the lads we’re done. I won’t waste their lives in a futile act of courage”

Pferdmann was impressed. Any doubts he had had over 5.Light divisions capabilities were swiftly being dispelled. In what seemed to be one fluid motion they had forced the surrender of an armoured battalion, forced some infantry to run and reformed their lines ready to hold.























































































































