Eight Hundred and Seventeen Cunning Wolf

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Regarding the bombardment of the bridge, Rokossovsky was quite satisfied with the final result. At least under the existing artillery conditions, the combat task of bombarding the bridge could be completed. So after a brief meeting, after finalizing a series of action plans, Rokossovsky announced the end of the meeting.

He walked back to his office, and saw Wolfe who was already waiting there, crossing his legs and saying nothing. Rokossovsky slowly walked back behind his desk, looked at the man with the scar on his face, and asked, "If you are asked to take back the railway bridge now... are you sure?"

"No!" Wolf's unique and somewhat weird voice sounded, and he said with a hint of disdain: "I reminded you, but at that time we didn't know what the Germans wanted... Now it has been occupied by the Germans." The paratroopers occupied it, and when I drove the tank over, it was almost dawn, and if they procrastinated for a while, I would have to be forced to retreat... If it doesn’t work out, even I might die there.”

After he said this, he stood up and walked to the door casually: "When the time is right, I will dispatch, I know he is coming, I can feel it. I will kill him, and then use his head as my hang on the front of the tank!"

Wolfe is fierce, and even surpasses Rennes in killing people. But he is not a fool with super high force value and worrying IQ, on the contrary, he is a cunning wolf, a prehistoric beast with extreme cunning. He never put himself in danger easily, which was also the knowledge he learned with Ren in the Wolf Knight School.

So even if he sensed that Ren was coming, he still waited for the opportunity very cautiously, hiding himself in the dark, and spying on his prey in the dark. What he wanted was a deadlock that would surely kill Rennes, rather than taking the risk of challenging Germany's superior forces.

The attack aircraft and bombers in the sky are likely to appear in time to destroy the Soviet tanks to help repel the Soviet attack. Under such circumstances, it is definitely a thankless job to attack rashly. In Wolfe's view, this is what cannon fodder should do. It has nothing to do with someone like him who is destined to become the strongest man.

Go straight up? It's a joke, he's just a soldier. Where did you hear that a soldier can fight a plane and a tank, and he can fight hundreds of people by himself? Besides, Wolfe just felt like a vague intuition that Rennes might be nearby. He is not a radar, so he can clearly see where Rennes is...

In short, the cautious Wolf gave up this battle. The reason why he guaranteed that he could always win was because he never easily participated in the kind of battle where the outcome could not be judged. Compared with the railway bridge, Wolf is more optimistic about Stalingrad, which is his ideal place for a decisive battle.

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When the first ray of dawn appeared in the sky, Bolor and Donna felt that their bodies were on the verge of collapse.

They didn't even close their eyes, and the corpses of more than a thousand Soviet soldiers and more than two hundred German paratroopers were lying on the ground.

They fought fiercely for a whole day, repeatedly fighting for the few inconspicuous trenches on the ground, and the flares almost illuminated the land without stopping for a moment. Near the bridgehead of the bridge, Boror's troops even met the Soviet bayonets rushing up, and a company commander and three platoon leaders were killed for a trench Boror's battalion.

The third German Army Battalion rushed to the vicinity for reinforcements, and then managed to stabilize the position. In order to allow the German Army to continue to attack along this railway, the German Army can be said to be counting every minute and every second. Li lost almost 270 men here-almost half the strength of the Third Barracks.

As battalion commander Boroll lit the cigarette in his finger, squinting his eyes to feel the warmth brought by the sun. In any case, he still held on to his position. This is the glorious tradition of the German paratroopers, and it is also the persistence of a first-generation veteran of the German paratroopers.

Sunshine is so important to the German army. With sunshine, the most powerful attack aircraft unit of the German army can be dispatched to weaken the enemy's offensive power in advance. That kind of tank-to-tank situation will not happen again, and their defensive pressure will suddenly drop.

With the sunshine, the German armored forces can dispatch support. The German paratroopers and grenadiers with powerful anti-tank weapons are definitely several times more terrifying than those without. As long as the German tanks can destroy the enemy tanks in time, then the infantry dare to guarantee themselves The position is as stable as Mount Tai.

But the first thing that caught the eyes of the German army was the front of the position, on the Soviet position facing them, the Soviet tanks that rushed out one after another. Three Stalin tanks with at least 10 T-34 tanks kicked off the prelude to the first fight in the morning.

An atmosphere of despair enveloped the heads of the German paratroopers for a moment. They felt that these Soviet tanks had now turned into huge monsters, which were terrifying and suffocating. They were exhausted and completely incapable of fighting these newly entered Soviet tanks.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally the Soviet tanks had approached a fairly close distance. The German paratroopers held their breath and watched these monsters gradually approaching with their weapons.

"Where are our tanks?" A young German paratrooper lay on the trench, holding his G43 rifle, and sighed helplessly in a plaintive tone. His voice was not loud, but it made several people around him even more frustrated.

"Boom!" On the bridge, a German Tiger tank opened fire suddenly, breaking the anxiety-provoking tranquility of the position. The shells whizzed through the air and slammed into their target with incomparable speed. A scorched black hole was left on the front armor plate of a Stalin tank that had just been aggressive.

The huge momentum made the hit Stalin tank tremble. The tungsten alloy armor-piercing projectile of the German tank is absolutely terrible in terms of armor-piercing ability. This shell easily penetrated the front armor plate of the Stalin tank. Ruthlessly killed and wounded the vulnerable occupants inside.

Before the Soviet attacking tank troops found out what happened, several shells hit one after another, destroying the Soviet tanks closest to the German positions one by one. The entire battlefield was full of Soviet tanks that had been advancing a few minutes ago. The explosion, the rising black smoke covered the sky and the sun, it looked a little scary.

"It's our tank! Great! Our tank has arrived!" On the ground, a young German soldier screamed loudly. The helplessness just now suddenly turned into a grand killing Carnival, how can it not make people happy? At least the German position was boiling, and everyone cheered inwardly.

"It's over! We are really saved this time!" Boroll threw the mp-44 assault rifle he picked up from the corpse at his feet, and he sat in the trench as if he was paralyzed. Here, panting heavily, he looked at the one-armed Connor with a smirk.

In the radio station, Ren's voice came over, although there was some interference, it sounded as pleasant as music: "I am Captain Ren of the 502 Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion, and I am leading my troops to reinforce the Line of defense, repeat... I lead my troops to strengthen the line of defense here."

"Welcome! If you don't come again, we will collect the body." Bolor grabbed the microphone in the hand of the electromechanical operator and said to Ren.

"Counting the corpses is what the troops behind do. I just need to deal with the matter in front of me!" Ren's voice came from the earphones, making Boroll laugh loudly. Several Soviet tanks exploded into dancing flames.

The entire battlefield turned into a one-sided massacre because of the addition of three Tiger tanks. The Soviet Stalin tank was exposed too early, and was almost killed by German tanks in the first place. The remaining t- 34 and the kv-1 tank is not the opponent of the tiger tank at all. It can only rely on the number to desperately shorten the distance between the two sides, so as to be able to fire and threaten the German tank when it is destroyed.

The German tanks drove down the railway bridge unhurriedly, and chose their shooting positions on the German positions. They fired continuously, relying on the astonishing accuracy of the ace train crew, just like playing a shooting game, they shot those The approaching Soviet tanks were destroyed one after another at a relatively safe distance.

"Hello? Hello? I'm Vanokov... Comrade Commander. Bad news! Our offensive has failed! German tanks have appeared on the battlefield... Yes! Retaking the bridge with a ground attack is no longer possible... ...I can try again..." On the Soviet position, the telescope in his hand was put down, and the front-line commander found that his attack was repelled again, and began to contact the headquarters as planned.

Rokossovsky finally sighed helplessly, and decided to abandon the troops who were already inseparable from the front line, and blow up this important railway bridge: "Okay, try again, if it doesn't work, order the bombing." plan to destroy the bridge."

"Try again?...Yes! Comrade Commander!" Over there, the commander who asked Vanokov to put down the phone in his hand gave another attack order that was doomed to fail. The Soviet troops continued to storm forward, The Germans took advantage of the defeat of the Soviet Union just now to regain many defensive positions, and the competition between the two sides kicked off again.

Ryan carefully dealt with the attack of the Soviet tanks. He handed over the shooting rights to Andre. He used the periscope to observe the surroundings of the battlefield frequently. Because he thought that Wolfe might appear here, he had to fight. Be very careful.

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