Steel Soviet Union

The Germans, who originally thought that their armor could definitely withstand the Russian main guns, miscalculated. They never expected that those opponents who were originally unable to attack would suddenly explode like chicken blood and be able to penetrate their own Tiger King from any position without blind spots. The frontal main armor belt.

This horrifying fact that is obvious before our eyes illustrates an even more desperate and cruel situation: the heavy armor of our own Tiger King has become a decoration. In addition to increasing the annoying tonnage, dragging down the maneuverability, and making the entire vehicle become Apart from being as dumb as a pig waiting to be slaughtered, it has no other effective protection.

After the German armored commander who led the team recovered from the extreme shock, he even began to vaguely feel that the terrifying scene in front of him was a trap deliberately set by the Russians? The Russians were obviously able to penetrate their own armor at will, but they deliberately pretended to be weak and weak to attract their own bait, and only closed the net to catch fish at the last moment when their own side had no way to escape.

Such a terrifying assumption is simply hair-raising! After the German armored commander who led the team realized this, he knew more clearly that his side had no way to retreat and there was no way to talk about retreating and escaping.

With the King Tiger's cumbersome maneuver, the time it takes to retreat from the last three hundred meters to outside the effective range of the Russians is enough to wipe out our entire army three or four times. Just this wave of Russians just now The extremely terrifying firepower can definitely do it.

What to do next?

This seems to be a multiple-choice question, but in fact there are no options that indicate hope.

To retreat is to die, and to advance is also death.

Rather than dying on the road to defeat, it is better to fight tooth and nail to try to carve out a bloody path and win victory from a narrow escape.

"Keep moving forward! Don't worry about losses, we can win, brothers! Break through the Russian defenses, we are almost there! All tanks, charge forward!"

Major Schroun is indeed a man who can forcibly issue such an order despite the almost suffocating pressure of death. There are not many German armored commanders who can do this in the past 44 years.

Due to the serious lack of intelligence, Major Schroun did not know what kind of opponent he was facing. He only knew that the Russians on the opposite side were full of completely weird and confusing signs no matter which angle they looked at. untie.

The usual Russian defense positions use a large number of anti-tank guns, or even large-caliber cannons from the field artillery, to act as anti-armor firepower.

Its ferocious and abnormal firepower is very difficult to deal with. In addition, the anti-tank gun crews are often those Crazy Ivans who are not afraid of death. They can continue to fight even if the tracks are about to hit their faces, so the defense of such a position is already very good. Difficult.

But the current group of Russians, uncharacteristically, have very few anti-tank guns. The ones who serve as the anti-armor firepower of the position are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and the company commander 88 can't fight them, so they can only rely on prizes. The Stalin heavy tanks that relied on luck to cause substantial damage, and those Russian self-propelled artillery that were so ferocious that they were even more monsters than the Stalin tanks.

Could it be that this position was defended by a force composed mainly of Russian armored troops? Why should such a powerful and highly mobile assault force be wasted on defense? Wouldn't it be better to use its mobility advantages for offense?

Major Schroun couldn't figure out the most abnormal point at all, but while he couldn't figure out why, he felt a vague uneasiness that was indescribable and came from nowhere.

It was as if these already terrifying Russians in front of him had a bigger conspiracy waiting for him, but he knew nothing about it.

A considerable part of human fear comes from the unknown. Strong uneasiness and fear and anxiety about the current situation are mixed together, always lingering in Major Schroun's heart like a lingering cloud, no matter what, it always lingers in Major Schroun's mind. It won’t go away.

People's thinking is going on, and of course the cruel battle is going on simultaneously.

The remaining King Tigers who received additional orders from Major Schroun continued to advance, and behind them were crowded with German infantry who lost the cover of the original King Tigers and were forced to move to the still mobile King Tigers and continued to follow the attack.

The smoke-filled battlefield was filled with the smell of blood and barbecue. The German infantrymen, who were under tremendous psychological pressure, could not see hope. They were not even sure how long the seemingly invincible giants standing in front of them could hold on and whether they would survive. In the next second, he stepped into the footsteps of the wreckage of the Tiger King, and was beaten into a blazing steel torch, including people and vehicles.

It is as if the glimmer of hope that breaks through the despair in the darkness is enough to save thousands of creatures trapped in despair.

Rumble——kakakaka——

"Those are our tanks! More tanks! We are saved, reinforcements have arrived!!!"

"It's the 17th Armored Division! These bastards are finally here! We can kill those Russians!"

"I've seen it all! Keep fighting, we still have hope! Long live the Führer!"

The decisive scale that was about to come to a complete halt suddenly shook and tilted violently again. However, the heavy weight was added not to the Red Army who was in sight of victory, but to the Red Army who had suffered heavy losses after suffering an unexpected blow. of German troops.

Driving past the hills on the distant horizon, the German tanks roared and roared into the battlefield and jumped into sight. It was like a vast ocean that was dizzying and countless.

This new German armored force that came to the battlefield for reinforcements was definitely a new force. It was probably not the Greater Deutsche Panzer Division that had already been beaten up. The inexplicable battlefield intuition made Malashenko, who had witnessed all this, I prefer to believe that the Germans have brought another large armored force into the battle.

And he said to the army in front of him, who was pressing forward from all fronts, that the Germans were not here for a decisive battle. Malashenko would not believe it even if he was beaten to death! The German guy who was trying so hard was obviously getting angry and wanted to decide the outcome with this wave.

"Damn it! Where did all these German junks come from? Did they all suddenly come out of the ground!?"

"Stop talking nonsense and fire quickly! The armor-piercing bullets are good! They are shelled!"

"I'm taking aim, but Comrade Commander, you'd better think of a solution quickly!"

Iushkin's irritable howl echoed throughout the car, and he was obviously screaming at the top of his lungs for fear that Comrade Ma could not hear him.

But compared to Iushkin who has become like this, Malashenko, who still holds the ace of destruction in his hand, is not impatient, but shows a strange and cold smile.

Within the communication distance of being able to contact the division headquarters, he directly pressed the microphone in his hand, and the words immediately blurted out without thinking.

"It's time! It's time to call the express delivery. Are they here?"

There was no immediate response from the buzzing radio transmitter. With a frown on his face, Malashenko thought that the machine was malfunctioning and was about to repeat it again, but he never thought about it. Two sounds came almost at the same time.

"We have reached the sky above the village. I can hear it from inside the house. Why don't you look up?"