Seven Hundred and Sixteenth Trap

A Leopard tank parked on the side of the road was burning blazingly. The base of its turret had been detached from the vehicle body due to the explosion. The entire turret was connected to the vehicle body at an angle like a broken head, twisted to one side. The slender gun barrel pointed weakly at the ground, as if mourning for the dead.

On the other side of this tank, a Tiger tank was parked there, and the soldiers on it were eating what they had in their hands. Obviously, the charred corpses beside the tanks did not affect their appetite.

While eating something cooked, Ren looked at the map in his hand. Not far in front of his tank, on a Tiger tank in charge of guard, the commander was looking into the distance with his binoculars. The map showed that they had penetrated deep into the Soviet defense line, piercing deep into the skin like a steel knife.

The grenadiers have followed, and they are used to spreading the German swastika flag on the top of the houses in the occupied area. This is one of the means to prevent the Air Force from accidentally bombing. Although the weather is bad and there is no aircraft support, these German soldiers still mechanically abide by some of the codes of conduct they need to abide by.

"Sir, move your mouth, the soldiers ran and broke their legs." Bruce ate the warm food and complained loudly about this crazy offensive mission. Their company walked on the way forward for a long day. Scores of Soviet Red Army units were routed in villages on the defensive road, and several large-scale battles were fought, destroying more than 30 Soviet tanks.

But not many people had joyful expressions on their faces, because the tanks they destroyed were basically poor T-26 tanks. These old equipment were outdated at the beginning of the Soviet-German War. Now these tanks are just targets. There was hardly any threat to German tanks.

Destroying these targets that cannot fight back lacks a sense of accomplishment. These German tank soldiers are very worried about the safety of their friendly troops. They have the impression that the tanks of the Soviet Red Army are much stronger than these rubbish. Since those powerful tanks did not appear here, it must be Will it appear somewhere else, and this time, the heavy tanks concentrated by the Soviets are obviously very large in number. The news that the Soviet Red Army's tank force, so large that it had been mobilized near Kharkov, was disturbing.

Moreover, on the other hand, the German army lost too much on the way to attack. I heard that more than 3,000 people were killed, more than 5,000 were injured, and a full 70 tanks were lost before reaching the current position. This is related to the speed of advancement. Guderian did not pay too much attention to the casualties of the troops in order to achieve the effect of the assault.

So Ren's armored company was pushed to the front of the entire offensive force. This morning, a recruit tank leading the front hit an anti-tank mine. The huge shock wave broke the tank's track and injured Two soldiers inside. Rennes and the others were forced to slow down their attack speed, waiting for the engineers to come up to deal with the problem of minefields.

Later, it turned out that there were no large-scale Soviet minefields nearby, and Rennes and the others were able to move on, but they were then met with desperate resistance by the Soviet Red Army.

During the capture of the town, a friendly Panther tank was wrecked on the side of the road, showing how fierce the fighting was.

"The people from the reconnaissance company came back and said that there was a defensive position set up by the Soviets in front. They heard that there were anti-tank guns. They were inexperienced and opened fire on the people from the reconnaissance company, which exposed the location of one of the guns." Without lifting, while eating his warm canned food, he said to Andre who had already eaten.

Andre nodded, and then looked into the distance: "To be honest, I have a hunch that these Soviet soldiers are not preventing us from going to Kharkov. I think they are luring us to go there."

"You are right, this is not a well-arranged defense system, and the soldiers we captured or defeated were not well-trained soldiers." Ren nodded, wiped the spoon, and put it in his own Personal items storage box, and then throw the empty cans into the woven recycling bag. Germans lack metals, so they will try their best to recycle some things that can be recycled. Cans and boxes are one of the important recycling items.

These recycled woven bags will be thrown at the collection point, then picked up by the recycling department, and sent to other departments for recycling. Ren wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said to Andre: "From the time I turned to attack the north, I asked a smell of a trap. This is not a battle. I can feel it. The Soviets organized it here." The line of defense can only be said to be a bait, and it is not a qualified bait."

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"There is only one flaw in this plan!" Zhukov narrowed his eyes and said, "We can't train all soldiers to be good at fighting, so most of the soldiers deployed on the southern front are recruits. The combat effectiveness of these troops is really helpless. count on."

"The new recruits will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and they are also prone to collapse, or large-scale surrender. Is there anything wrong with this?" the staff officer asked suspiciously: "Will the Germans still think about it when they capture too many prisoners?"

"Don't underestimate those German professional soldiers. Their noses are very sharp. Sometimes a soldier's intuition will make them feel dangerous. This is the quality that a senior commander should possess." Zhukov said with a smile: "Offensive It's too easy, we don't have extra troops to build a defensive line around Kharkov to show the Germans, so they will approach Kharkov very quickly!"

He flicked across the map with his finger, and finally settled on Kharkov, which had become the entrance to hell, and continued: "It's too fast! It's too fast, so it's easy to attract suspicion! I'm afraid They will hesitate, not to be fooled! If they do not attack Kharkov, then we will not be able to trap the German armored forces with the quagmire of war, and the trouble will still exist.”

"Fortunately, they still went north!" The staff officer breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the map proudly, as if he was quite satisfied with the fact that the Germans were fooled. His eyes fell on Shebelinka, and he said proudly.

When he said this, Guderian issued an offensive order to continue northward. The 200,000 elite troops of the G Group Army are violently attacking northward, and the straight-line distance from Shebelinka is only tens of kilometers away. .

Ren sat on the swaying tank, and said helplessly to Andre beside him: "There is no way, even if we feel that the enemy is not right, but an army commander like Guderian would not think so. In a few days, we captured a full 100,000 Soviet Red Army and broke through 8 enemy lines. These credits are enough to cover up some clues."

"Then we just bumped into the trap?" Andre looked at Ren and asked.

"If the prey is strong enough, even a trap can be torn open!" Ren narrowed his eyes, pressed the throat talker and said, "All tanks of the 1st company! Attention! Prepare to fight! The front is entering a dangerous zone! The enemy at least There is an anti-tank gun, be careful not to be killed!"

Andre got into his combat position on the side, and then buckled the hatch above his head. Bruce stuffed a high-explosive shell into the barrel. The German army has rarely encountered Soviet tank troops for so many days, so generally Both prefer high-explosive bombs for combat. Farther away, Marcus also buckled his own hatch cover, and the tiger tank's thick barrel pointed forward, heading towards the Soviet Red Army position over there, and rushed over at an accelerated speed.

"Machine gun cover! Let the grenadiers launch an attack formation! Marcus! The right wing is yours! The tanks in the second row are attacking the left wing! Eliminate anti-tank firepower! Proceed with caution!" Ren shouted loudly, the opponent's bullets had already Flying towards him, whizzing past his hat.

"Boom!" Because a hidden location of an anti-tank gun had been detected in advance, Andre fired a shell into the dangerous area without the slightest hesitation. Sure enough, a cannon was hidden there. Several artillerymen were blown away by grenades, and it became a mess.

More than a dozen Soviet soldiers escaped from the foxholes, turned around and wanted to run back, but within a few steps, they were knocked down by machine gun bullets from all directions. A bullet pierced his head just as he showed his head.

The grenadiers behind the tank have already spread out the offensive formation. These soldiers followed the tank and advanced carefully, and then helped the tank clear out some Soviet anti-tank fighters that were missed. These soldiers who used explosives to attack the tank basically Rarely carry weapons, so infantry are very easy to deal with.

"Thug! Chug!" A German grenadier held an assault rifle and shot his own bullet at a fish that slipped through the net. The bullet made several holes in the opponent's body, and blood gushed out instantly. The Soviet Red Army still held the fuse of the explosive package in his hand, and it looked like it was about to go off soon.

Before the German tanks and grenadiers captured here, more Soviet soldiers rushed out from the distant woods. They went on and on, trying to regain the position they had just lost.

Of course the German army would not give in, and the two sides fought together again, but the German self-propelled artillery in the distance fired a row of shells. When these shells blasted holes one after another in the Soviet crowd, the Soviets followed. Withdrew, they left about more than 1,000 corpses, but did not achieve any results.

The gunfire went away, and Ren opened the hatch of his tank, exposed his head and looked around, and then jumped out of his tank with his hands on his hands. There were still a few bullet craters around him emitting light smoke. Where they landed, the body of a Soviet soldier was lying quietly. They were enemies a few minutes ago, but now they belonged to different worlds.