Eight Hundred and Twelve Deja Vu
On the battlefield of gunfire, an engineering tank is slowly moving forward. It stops in the center of the German position, and then hangs a plate of explosives that has been prepared there for a long time. The wrecker tank was ready as quickly as possible, and then the engineers on the vehicle used the loudest voice they could utter, and loudly reminded the friendly troops around: "Explode! Be careful!"
"Sappers are clearing obstacles! Keep your helmets on! Watch your feet! Watch out for vibrations and shrapnel!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" With two muffled sounds, the rocket flew towards the far end with explosives, and two white soft belts were twisted and spread in front of the formation of the two armies. The sound of guns and guns all around seemed to have stopped, and there was only silence between the heaven and the earth, a strangely extremely peaceful atmosphere.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Starting from the German positions, huge explosions began to extend continuously to the Soviet positions. The soil was churned up, the mines were detonated and cleared, the barbed wire was destroyed by explosives, and the stakes were nailed with wire. Flying into the air at a height of tens of meters, and then falling into the soft soil that has been blown up by explosives.
Before the Soviet Red Army reacted to the huge explosion, the second rocket wrecker tank was ready and started to follow the route cleared by the first friendly wrecker tank to initiate the second cleanup. Two rockets flew out one after the other and landed on the position of the Soviet army, followed by the continuous sound of huge explosions.
"Okay! Gentlemen! Now it's time for us to go! Grenadiers! Charge!" A company commander held his G43 rifle and shouted loudly to his soldiers, and then he took the lead and jumped out of the trench, along the The soft soil began to run forward, and behind him, many German troops jumped out of the trenches and charged towards the dangerous opposite.
In the woods behind them, a Panther tank broke through a small tree and rushed out of its hiding place, and then out of the woods was an armored vehicle with a machine gun on it, and the machine gunner on it was using his own The weapons kept strafing and attacking the opponent, covering their friendly infantry.
The ground is trembling, the blasting is still going on, huge smoke is rising into the sky, and the third wrecker tank is widening the safe passage opened. Like the rocket launcher, it left a very unforgettable impression on its opponents, the Soviets.
Then the second Leopard tank came out of the woods. The slender barrel sprayed flames, and the explosion smoke rose from the opponent's position. Many Soviet soldiers were already retreating.
Putting down the binoculars in his hand, the commander of the grenadier unit under the 1st Armored Army, who was the main attack this time, looked up at the Tiger tank listening beside him, pointed to the front and said: "My grenadier unit is Open the gap, and the troops of the 1st Armored Division on your flank will follow and cover, I can only help you here, Captain Renn."
"Thank you! I hope I can meet you again at the 'Gai' railway bridge." Ren held the brim of his hat with his hand,
Then he pressed the throat communicator and signaled all the members to start the tank, ready to start their marathon assault this time.
Next to the Tiger tank, five 150mm self-propelled howitzers modified from the chassis of the No. 3 tank were firing crazily, pouring shells scattered on the ground one after another onto the positions of the Soviet Red Army. These self-propelled howitzers are the most mobile of the German artillery and one of Guderian's favorite weapons.
The No. 3 assault gun and the Assault Leopard (an improved assault gun on the Leopard chassis) along with the Leopard tank tore through the Soviet defense. The chaotic Soviet position was beaten by the German armored soldiers without the slightest ability to fight back, and the entire line of defense was collapsing Obviously, the Soviet commanders have lost control of the battle. What they are entangled is not how to stop the German attack, but who is the traitor.
The tanks of the 1st company and 2nd platoon of the 502nd Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion of the SS rushed out of the woods, followed the first wave of armored attack forces that had already driven a long way, and advanced towards the Soviet position. Their tracks pressed against the soft soil already covered with track marks, bringing up patches of somewhat muddy soil.
As heavy tanks, they are rarely put into battle in the second batch, because the reason for their existence is the same as that of heavy cavalry, they are prepared to break the formation and tear apart the opponent. Therefore, they often face the enemy's hail of bullets directly, but rarely follow others to reap the fruits of victory.
But this time they enjoyed it. There was not much resistance on the ground, and the German tanks had torn a huge gap in their front. They only needed to run over the collapsed trenches and drive through the burning villages to see them. The railroad line that required them to keep going. Along the way, they can reach their final destination in no time.
"Tank No. 111, follow our maintenance armored vehicle. It can ensure that we can quickly eliminate some minor faults and ensure a faster movement speed." Ren watched the surrounding movement through the periscope and reminded his teammates to protect themselves The most vulnerable equipment in the team.
Soon 9 tanks and a maintenance armored vehicle rushed into the village that was already on fire. There was still a row of Soviet civilians who had just been executed lying on the side of the road, and a dozen disarmed Soviet prisoners were Guarded by German grenadiers, they dug the graves of these corpses—or, of course, their own graves.
Ren lifted the hatch of the tank and poked his head out. He saw two German soldiers carrying guns on the roof of the only building that was still in good condition, carefully tearing open a huge German flag. It has been occupied here, and there is no doubt that the German army has successfully torn apart the frontal defense system of the Soviet army.
Breaking through a low wall, the first two rows of No. 122 tanks drove onto the flat road. On one side of the road, three German Panther tanks with gray paint were parked. This paint is the latest equipment from the factory. , because winter is coming, so no white paint is used.
The German Grenadier who just fought a fierce battle is leaning on the Leopard tank and smoking. His dirty face and bright eyes are watching his friendly Tiger tank pass by through the shadow under the brim of the helmet. around them. These infantrymen know that their mission has been completed, and the rest will depend on these larger guys with thicker armor.
A row of German tanks appeared on the road behind the Soviet Union. Some defeated Soviet soldiers watched in horror as the vanguard of the German army moved forward along the road crazily. They did not dare to disturb such a German army composed of tanks. Detachment, because these Soviet soldiers know that they are not enough for these steel beasts.
"Boom!" Tragedy still befell the advancing German armored unit. The No. 122 tank in the second row at the head hit a Soviet mine, and the track and a road wheel were completely scrapped.
"It can't be repaired! The track is easy to say, but the shock absorber inside the road wheel is broken. It's lucky that no one was hurt. How can it be repaired in the field?" Several technical workers of the maintenance team took a look at the situation and got off. In the end, this tank can only be left here and wait for the follow-up troops to catch up before making any plans.
Of course, the maintenance vehicle didn’t follow in vain. Relying on the crane and winch above, and the drag of another tank, the people in the second row took the tank off the road and hid it on the side of the road. The place. In order to ensure the safety of this tank, the No. 125 tank was left behind to cover the disabled No. 122 tank until the large forces caught up.
Soon the special operations team continued on the road, but this time the force was even weaker, with only 7 tanks and a maintenance vehicle. This scene reminded Rennes of the Polish campaign when he first joined the battle. At that time, they ate a landmine on the road in the same way, and then the whole company continued to move forward.
At that time, Poland had no decent armor at all, and the poor Renault tank was no match for the German Panther tank. At that time, the war did not have to be as frightening as it is now, and there was no need to worry about being accidentally shot through the head by the opponent. Compared with today, the war at that time was more like an outing, a hunt full of joy and a sense of conquest.
Thinking of that time, he thought of that poor electromechanical officer Clark, and his company commander, Carter at that time. Many familiar faces have disappeared. Those ace car crews who were together back then, I heard that Karus and Wittmann's record has become more and more outstanding, and I also heard that some people have died in the unknown. place.
I have to sigh that the good times are gone forever. The Soviet tanks have already tied the German tanks in terms of main performance. At least both sides have the possibility of defeating their opponents. Yes, from the perspective of the German army, the last thing they want is fairness... damn fairness!
The sky had already darkened, and their team had already traveled for several hours. Because they were harassed by some Soviet troops on the way and captured a small resisting village, they only traveled less than 40 kilometers. Early tomorrow morning, they must rush to the railway bridge according to the regulations, otherwise, the Soviet army may retake it and cover their rout to escape back to the outskirts of Stalingrad.
"Let's drive overnight! If we stop! It's easy to bump into the defeated Soviet troops, and we might have to fight a sniper battle here." Ren looked at the sun that was gradually setting to the west, and leaned on the hatch of the tank Said.