Steel Soviet Union

"How much do you know about the Germans' new gadget? The reconnaissance company suffered a lot from it. Isn't it a bit too contemptuous?"

Malashenko, who was sitting in his commander's seat, was smoking a cigarette alone. The turret hatch above his head was fully opened and used as a vent. Although the cold wind was blowing in, it was a bit colder, but it was still better than being locked in a sealed turret and smelling the rich and turbid smell of smoke. There was more than just the smell of smoke.

"It's not too much, but this thing can't penetrate our heavy tanks. The penetration depth is 200 mm. The amount of charge and shooting scale are all written in the manual. The Germans attached the operating instructions to the box. I guess I wanted to teach the new recruits how to use Danzi, but I didn’t expect that the “notorious” Malashenko could also understand German, which actually gave us an advantage.”

The key performance of Tekken 60 is the same as in the existing history. This is the result that Malashenko personally confirmed on a simple weapon manual "included" with the box.

Speaking of which, this cannot be regarded as carelessness on the part of the Germans. After all, in the field of military weapons, including instructions included in the box is still practiced even in the 21st century, and it is the same all over the world. You have to tell people who are taking over this thing for the first time how to use it, and not everyone has an experienced person to teach them.

Of course, the cosmic artifacts that a certain interstellar ranger leader and his fifty-dollar buddies searched the entire galaxy for were not included. That thing really doesn’t come with a weapons manual, but it’s still what Americans call “I think you have weapons of mass destruction at home” and it’s extremely powerful.

Malashenko was originally worried that there was something fishy about the Kraut's Iron Fist. Maybe it had an increased charge or an improved range, making it more powerful and hitting farther.

However, the weapon manual that came with the box dispelled Malashenko's idea. It was clearly written in black and white on the paper. The German even thoughtfully asked no one to stand behind his butt when launching this thing. On.

Of course, the more important thing is that Tekken 60 is still the same Tekken 60 in history. All the key attributes and indicators are exactly the same and have not changed at all. This time, Malashenko was quite surprised.

He flicked the cigarette ashes with one hand and released the button on the microphone that he had been holding down with the other hand. Malashenko, who was filled with fairy spirit, was sure that his voice was loud enough and Lavrinenko on the other end should hear it very clearly. , as long as there is nothing wrong with this crappy radio.

"You are always thoughtful. Sometimes I wonder, should I also learn German? You always make me envious. You understand many things about Germans."

Changes in people are always subtle, including of course Lavrinenko, who had always scorned German. Some things are just so magical.

"You? Oh, come on."

Malashenko does have some bad words at times, but this is more like a simple joke to a good brother.

"You hate those crappy German things from the bottom of your heart, and I don't like them that much, so it's fine if one of us understands it. It's not easy to learn new things at this age, let alone a language."

Malashenko's speaking style is like this. It is very different from ordinary Red Army commanders and fighters. He can make jokes and talk with ease. It happened that the current conversation was still on the public radio channel, and not only the two brothers Malashenko and Lavrinenko could hear it at the same level. Before the words were spoken, a third good brother had already joined the line.

"Should we report this matter, comrade division commander? Friendly troops may be in big trouble when encountering this thing, especially those medium tanks."

Kulbalov, who joined the chat room midway, made a constructive speech as soon as he came up. Malashenko, who put out his cigarette butt in the 122 cartridge ashtray beside him, immediately answered.

"I've told Comrade Comrade Political Commissar to do it, don't worry. Also, this new gadget of the Germans is called the Iron Fist. As you can see, one person can indeed carry it and run around, so be careful in the future, a German You can knock down one of our heavy tanks, especially when we're close to a battle, do you understand?"

In the past, Malashenko only had to worry about the German tanks and anti-tank guns, but it is different now.

In the houses on the street, in the ditches on the roadside, or in the haystacks in the wild, a German lunatic will suddenly pop out of nowhere in the next second and pick up the big-headed stick in his hand to hit you.

If it's frontal armor, it's okay. The existing heavy tanks are already immune to this thing's attack, so don't worry too much.

But if you get hit from the side, it will be fun. At least someone will die in the car, and at worst, the ammunition will explode and you will not be able to escape. If you are not looking for excitement, it is best not to try it with your precious car.

In the future, even if you encounter a German soldier on the battlefield, you will have to hurry up and kill him. Who knows if there is an iron fist hidden in the trench at the feet of this bastard, no one can say for sure.

Either you kill him or he will find a way to kill you. Unless you perform French military salute, the rules on the battlefield are that simple.

The rest of the cross-country trip went smoothly. Malashenko, who always kept the turret roof open and got out to take a look with a telescope from time to time, heard the faint rumble of gunfire and explosions from the distant horizon. I didn't see anything else, not even a German figure, not even a German hair.

When things go awry, there must be monsters. In line with the principle of being careful and sailing a thousand-year-old ship, Malashenko, who was worried, picked up the radio transmitter at hand and spoke again.

"Contact the reconnaissance company to inquire about the situation. They should be able to see the final encirclement point now."

Alexi, who had a piece of flesh blown off from his arm by a gunshot, was a man. He hung the bandage around his arm around his neck and fixed it, but he still refused to withdraw from the battle. Alexi still needed to lead the reconnaissance company. Malashenko, who was on the road, simply complied with his wish, and now it is really impossible to live without him.

Malashenko, who made the inquiry, waited for a short while before the liaison officer in charge of relay communications conveyed the message from Alexi.

"The reconnaissance company reported that they have seen the village of Zvonichdaka. Company Commander Alexi said that he found a small group of enemies patrolling outside the village. He did not see any enemy heavy weapons or tanks, only infantry. Please inquire. One step of action, comrade division commander."

There are enemies?

Malashenko, who was sure that he heard clearly, suddenly became interested and cheered up. This ghost place in Zvonichdaka Village was the established meeting place, and Malashenko had reason to believe that he had arrived here first. The first Red Army unit.

But now some Germans have emerged from this ghost place, which is a little different from what I expected. Could it be that the Germans escaped faster than before in history?