My Third Empire

Ulla! With a neat shout, the Soviet soldiers in steel helmets rushed towards the opposite German defensive position despite the hail of bullets. Ren leaned on his captain's hatch, held a binoculars, and watched the Soviets' crazy counterattack through a small forest.

This is almost the front line of the offensive. The grenadiers in front of the German armored forces have just arrived nearby and hastily laid down the line of defense. On the left side of Rennes' tank, there is still an armored personnel carrier parked with flames on, and a little further ahead, there is an armored command vehicle and the motorcycles and horses of the reconnaissance troops on the side.

Lieutenant Rennes, we haven't found any Soviet tanks. They are all infantry and are crazily attacking our defensive positions. The battalion commander of the Grenadier Battalion said with a cigarette in the open space next to the tank. In front of him was a A foldable map table with nearby maps and slightly blurred aerial photos.

At a distance of about ten meters from the battalion commander, two 80mm mortars were firing desperately, and a car next to it was full of ammunition with the lid of the wooden package lifted, and several grenadiers were giving Sign on the statistics book of the logistics officer and collect the consumed grenade and machine gun ammunition.

In this level of infantry attack, the opponent doesn't even have a tank? Don't they cover their infantry attack? Ren put down his binoculars and pointed to the Soviet soldiers who kept attacking and being repulsed in the distance and asked: There is no preparation for artillery fire, it is no different from death.

I agree with this point. There is no difference between their attack and death. The battalion commander of the grenadier smiled and nodded: But they still prepared artillery attack at the beginning. Unfortunately, 20 minutes ago, 7 The Stukas bombed the Tubos village as planned, and I never heard the roar of their shells again.

It seems that Stuka's bombs were dropped very accurately. Ren followed with a smile.

It seems that the other party does not want to give up on Tubos Village. This place is like a sharp knife, which is on the side of General Guderian's 1st Armored Division. If they don't win here, they will not dare to go deep into Belarus. Throw The battalion commander pointed to the map and said to Ren on the tank: So this place is very important.

Ren agreed with this sentence: Yes, that's why I'm here.

There are rice fields and farmhouses on the flanks of this village. After all, this is an important food production area in the Soviet Union. The grenadier battalion commander pointed to the distance and said, My artillery can't cover such a large area, so I suspect they Anti-tank guns and tanks are hidden here.

I can't see the tank in the village, but I can't see a few places, so I don't rule out the possibility of an ambush inside. Ren nodded. He asked the reconnaissance troops, because of the counterattack of the Soviet troops, they did not enter the interior of the Tubosi village, but only scouted the outside, so they did not know the situation in the village, and for the German commander,

Not knowing means danger.

While speaking, three more Stuka dive bombers rushed down from the white clouds, and the hiss of the piercing air made people shudder. The first Stuka was obviously in charge of covering this time. Two 20mm cannons fired violently, spitting out blazing tongues of flame.

The shells hit the soft ground and splashed mud, forming two neat rows of black smoke columns. The Soviet Red Army soldiers near the smoke column immediately twisted their bodies and fell to the ground without making a sound.

The second Stuka, which swooped down, dropped seven or eight small bombs in one breath. These bombs bloomed into flowers of blood and fire in the most densely populated place of the Soviet army. The screams of the Soviet soldiers even It was here at Renn behind the battlefield, and he could hear it clearly.

The third Stuka was not idle either. It rushed to a lower position, then knocked another group of Soviet soldiers to the ground with its cannon, then pulled up its nose again, and returned to the sky again.

The massacre of these planes was not over yet, and soon the three Stuka dive bombers changed their order and began to dive again. The shrill, seemingly endless whistling sound was enough to make the Soviet soldiers collapse, so the Soviet Union The Red Army's attack began chaotically, and then the soldiers huddled together and retreated towards the Tubosian village behind them.

Obviously, the slaughter of the Stukas would not stop because of the enemy's retreat. These planes returned reluctantly until all the bombs were dropped, and a long-lost tranquility seemed to be restored on the battlefield.

The 9th Aviation Brigade has finished its performance, and it's time for us to play. Ren smiled and said to the grenadier battalion commander on the side: We are starting to attack, and you take this opportunity to strengthen the defense line. If we release smoke to retreat, remember to cover it.

The battalion commander was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ren: What? It's dangerous?

Ren ordered the launch of the tank while nodding: The opponent has too many infantry, and we have too few troops for this attack, so I plan to retreat immediately if there is a problem, at least bring everyone back here.

Don't force it. If it doesn't work, I'll draw a company of troops to reinforce you? The grenadier battalion commander thought for a while and said.

You still told me not to force it, you are very reluctant on your own side. Ren said with a smile: As long as the Tubosi village is still in the hands of the Soviets, your defensive pressure will not be less than the offensive pressure on my side. You'd better hold on to your line of defense, I'll solve the problems on my side by myself.

Wren's tank began to vibrate, the roar of the engine drowning out the good-bye from the grenadier battalion commander. Behind the Rennes tank, a self-propelled anti-tank gun modified from the No. 2 tank passed the No. 113 tank, followed by two Leopard tanks from the battalion headquarters. Rennes' tank finally started to move, keeping up with the few in front. German armored vehicles.

This special detachment was formed temporarily. Ren's company followed the battalion headquarters to assault the frontal Soviet Red Army, leaving such a temporary armored detachment to capture the Tubosi village. Because the surrounding Soviet Red Army was about to collapse at the first touch, no one thought that the Soviet troops here would be so desperate.

Because the self-propelled anti-tank gun modified by the No. 2 tank has no turret and only an open war room, Ren can only order this anti-tank gun and a Panther tank to attack the front and advance directly along the road. Another Panther tank covered the left flank, guarding the interior of the Tupos village over there, while my own Tiger tank followed at the rear, taking charge of the most suspicious wheat fields and farmhouses.

Andre's eyes were attached to the sight, through which he monitored every move around the farmhouse in the wheat field, and Ren used the commander's sight glass to confirm the situation over there again and again. Soon the Panther tank in front of him opened fire, not the main gun, but the machine gun on the front of the hull.

Lieutenant! Lieutenant! The Soviets are firing at us! I didn't see the tank, and their infantry was firing at me. In the headset, the voice of the commander of the Panther tank came over.

It wasn't Marcus' weird tone that made Ren a little uncomfortable, but he immediately issued an order: Freely counterattack! Pay attention to the remaining ammunition.

Thug! Chug! As soon as his words fell, Andre pulled the trigger, and the coaxial machine gun immediately ejected dense bullets. With the sound of machine guns and vibrations, Andre's voice also reached Ren's ears: There are Soviet infantry in the wheat field! There may be anti-tank guns! Be careful!

I x! Ren cursed, and then gave the combat order of his tank: Andre! Fire!

Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, Andre fired the main gun of the Tiger tank, and the shells flew into the wheat field, picking up several straws.

Bruce! Reload the grenade! Ren shouted loudly. With his shout, Bruce had already pushed a grenade into the barrel of the Tiger tank cannon.

With the closure of the breech breech, Bruce loudly responded to Ryan's order: The grenade is loaded!

Boom! The Tiger tank shook again, and the grenade that was not aimed was shot out, setting off a large puff of black smoke in the wheat field not far away.

With the explosion, the wheat field became noisy in an instant, and many shells flew out, hitting the nearby roadbed and road.

My God! They have at least one company of tanks! Back! Back! Andrei yelled loudly before taking his eyes off the scope: Quick! Get off the road! Get off the road!

Retreat! Retreat! Get off the road! Ren held the communicator in his throat and ordered loudly. However, his order was issued a little late. The Weasel self-propelled anti-tank gun modified on the site of the No. 2 tank in the lead was hit by a shell, and iron filings were scattered everywhere, and some even hit Rennes' tank. There was a series of jingling sounds on the shell.

Damn it! All the tanks are firing towards the wheat field while retreating and leaving the road! Hurry up! Ren saw the Weasel self-propelled anti-tank gun burning into a ball, and saw the two gunners inside struggling constantly in the flames, and wrinkled involuntarily. frown.

Boom! Andre fired the third shell based on his feeling, but still missed any target. He fired the cannonball without even looking at it, turned his head and yelled at Ren: Ren! If this goes on, we're doomed! Get off the embankment immediately!

Bowman! Retreat at full speed, leave the road, leave here first! Renn gave the order loudly, and the remaining three German tanks were in chaos on the road. However, the Tiger tank with the number 113 painted on it started to back up at full speed following his shouts. After shaking twice, it raised its head and retreated down the road full of dangers.