Description
The ouvrage consists of three entry blocks (including a terminal for an aerial tram) with a guard block, one infantry block, two artillery blocks and one observation block facing Italy. The mountaintop position is unusual in having two 75mm gun turrets: due to restricted fields of fire, most Alpine ouvrages had their guns in casemates. Mont Agel, with its commanding site, could make appropriate use of turreted guns. A 145mm gun turret was planned, but not built.
- Block 1 (personnel entry): no armament.
- Block 2 (materials entry): no armament.
- Block 3 (aerial tram entry): no armament.
- Block 4 (entry guard block): two machine gun ports and one machine gun turret, intended to defend the three entry points in Blocks 1-3.
- Block 5 (artillery turret block): two 75mm/1933 guns in one retractable turret.
- Block 6 (artillery turret block): two 75mm/1933 guns in one retractable turret.
- Block 7 (infantry block): one machine gun/observation turret.
- Block 8 (observation block, Observatiore Est de Mont-Agel): one machine gun port, one machine gun turret and one machine gun/observation turret. Block 8 is not connected to the rest of the complex by a gallery.
The Maginot blocks are concentrated in a relatively small area on the west side of the summit plateau, to the north of the Séré de Rivières reduit. They are not used by the French Air Force installation.
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