Eight Hundred and Nineteenth Shelling

It's a pity that before his words hit the ground, a bridgehead built of reinforced concrete was hit by a shell from a heavy artillery. The huge shock wave completely destroyed the reinforced concrete, and the concrete building was shattered into countless stones, which splashed around and landed on the ground with a crackling sound.

"Shit! You better hurry up and pray that their cannons are taken away by the helicopter, otherwise, they only need to fire two more shells before they can hit the bridge!" Ren stared at the distance and was hit by the shells. A bridgehead in the ruins said loudly to the commander of the special forces: "When they break the bridge, we can only swim back from the river."

"The 110 modified Odin helicopters have all been deployed in our direction. Excluding those that cannot take off due to malfunctions, and some airports that are a little farther away and still on the way, almost all of them are in front of your eyes. "The commander of the Viper force said helplessly: "Now, we can only pray, Captain Ren."

"I never hand over my destiny to others. Ever since a man brought me back from the brink of death, my name belongs to him alone. At least until the end of the war, it belongs to him." Ren narrowed his eyes , said in a strange-sounding voice.

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to his tank, put on the headset and pressed the throat talker and said: "Attention all the tanks of the 1st company, gather on the east side of the river, the Soviets are bombarding the bridge, we are going to attack Their artillery positions, attack 30 kilometers forward, and hold their positions!"

"Are you crazy? How many tanks are used to attack?" The captain of the special forces followed Rennes to the tank, watched Rennes climb into the tank, heard his orders to his subordinates, and asked anxiously.

"It's a pity. If we follow your standards, we often do crazy things. Starting from Poland, there are no normal people in this tank." Andre on the side pointed to his head, while the gunner Drilled into the tank turret: "Good luck to us crazy people."

"Hehe, for us, it is normal for several tanks to attack each other." Bowman got into his cab and said while launching the tanks: "We are good at winning more with fewer, very good at it. "

Alice smiled playfully at the commander of the Viper Special Forces, and then got into the tank without saying anything. Seeing a woman on the battlefield stunned the commander of the special forces, then he raised his head and looked at Ren: "Hey, you don't care, but don't you think there is a little girl in the tank? "

"I advise you not to treat her like a little girl, she may have killed more people than you captured prisoners." Ren replied with a smile: "You think my gunner told you that the tank is There is no normal person, is it an exaggeration? I have to regret to tell you that he is modest."

When the Tiger tanks were activated,

The No. 112 tank also emitted a puff of black smoke. The two tanks rushed out of the river bank almost one after the other, and ran over the defensive positions of the German paratroopers themselves.

The voices of the 2nd row of tanks on the opposite side of the river and the No. 111 tank were transmitted through the earphones: "Ren! We are in a little trouble here, and we may not be able to cross the bridge to reinforce you for a while... Some Soviet troops are attacking us. , the number of people is very large, and there are many tanks."

"Okay! I see!" Ren replied by pressing the communicator in his throat, then he pushed open his hatch, poked his head out and looked at the disgraced German soldier next to the tank: "Your commander Officer? We need help."

"Battalion Commander! Battalion Commander! The armored troops are looking for you!" The grenadier shrank his head in the trench and yelled loudly twice. On a machine gun position not far away, Boroll ran over bent over holding his helmet. He leaned against the road wheels of the Rennes tank, and his breathing was short of breath from running.

"Do you need to rest?" Ren looked at the embarrassed Boroll and asked loudly with a smile.

"What? Are you tired? Need to go to sleep?" Bolor looked at Ren with disdain, and replied loudly.

"I'm going to launch an attack now, tear apart the opponent's first-line defensive position, advance forward, and threaten the opponent's artillery position. Are you interested in coming together? We need people to cover the flanks and the rear." Ren pointed on the map , This map was copied from the special forces, and it marked some hidden Soviet artillery positions in detail.

Boroll was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and laughed: "You are really a guy who likes to cause trouble! I have to keep people to participate in the defense, so I can support you with about 100 people. I will lead the team personally, don't worry about combat effectiveness problem, my soldiers are better than 300 grenadiers."

Ren nodded, but replied with a look of embarrassment: "I think it is enough for you to support 30 of us." After he finished speaking, the Tiger tank under him shook, and the tracks rolled up the soil and kept moving forward. Rolling, this behemoth crossed the trench so easily and drove towards the front.

"Boom!" Another shell hit the place where the bridge connects to the river bank. The huge force kicked up a piece of soil. The railroad track next to it was lifted up by the force of the explosion, and it landed not far away and rolled twice. . However, after the shell fell, the Soviet bombardment seemed to have stopped, presumably because most of the artillery positions had been wiped out by the German helicopter units.

The German army attacked. This was a scene that no one expected. Three tanks rushed out of the German defense line two in front and one behind. Behind these tanks, there were actually a group of German paratroopers in dirty clothes. These paratroopers leaned carefully. The tanks covered their bodies and launched a fierce attack on the Soviet positions.

For a while, there was a panic on the Soviet positions. Many tanks hidden behind the bunkers did not even have drivers. Soviet soldiers were attacked by German tanks on the positions. Changed hands, returned to the hands of the German paratroopers.

A t-34 tank rushed out of its bunker. Before the turret could turn to point at the German tank, its turret was pierced by an armor-piercing projectile, and then a tragic explosion occurred inside the deformed turret. The turrets were lifted up by the air waves and fell farther away.

At the end of the sky, another German helicopter crashed into the forest with thick black smoke. The tragic explosion could be seen clearly from far away. This kind of aircraft full of aviation fuel has only a thin The steel plate protects the engine and the fuel tank. In the face of large-caliber anti-aircraft weapons on the ground, it is almost no different from streaking.

However, the sacrifice of these helicopters was worthwhile. They successfully stopped most of the artillery positions of the Soviet army, and the railway bridge was still on the river.

...

"Take off! Take off quickly!" At a field airport, the Soviet ground crew was waving small flags in their hands, directing two Soviet "attack aircraft" to take off on the runway. The sb-2 twin-engine bomber is a representative medium-sized bomber of the Soviet Union. Its role is the same as that of the -217 bomber currently used by Germany, but it cannot be compared in terms of performance.

"Damn it, our artillery position was suppressed by the German helicopters, and they failed to complete their mission." A pilot's commander was complaining to a pilot who was about to board the plane: "Blowing up that bridge will destroy the whole world." This airstrike depends on you. Don't let Comrade General Rokossovsky down, don't let Comrade Stalin and the people of the motherland down!"

Immediately afterwards, two other sb-2 bombers also took off at the end of the runway. The four planes formed a formation in the sky near the airport, joined the other four bombers that took off, and rushed towards their target aggressively. A bridge that seems to have been destroyed is still as strong as ever.

"Are they able to complete the mission?" Several Soviet ground crews gathered together, looking at their own aircraft that turned into small black spots in the distance, one of them asked softly.

Another ground crew looked at the sky, and then said at a loss: "I don't know too well, but yesterday, German planes attacked our military airport in the area west of the bridge. I heard that until now, the friendly forces over there Haven't been able to recover yet, let's take off a plane to fight."

"I think it should be fine, because we took off a full 10 fighter jets to escort today. This lineup is just to bomb a bridge of our own. It is impossible for the Germans to stop it?" The last ground worker wrapped his military coat tightly and said.

...

A young man with blond hair is zipping the zipper on his leather jacket at a German air force base. His leather jacket is the latest standard combat uniform of the German Air Force. It uses the best leather material and is very warm.

Stuffing a small pistol into the holster strapped to his leg, the young man was ready to go, and a recruit about fifteen years old stood beside him in fear from his He took the record board recording the combat missions in his hand, and respectfully helped him open the door of the locker room.

On the runway of the airport, a distinctive TA-152 fighter jet is ready, and several ground crew members are signing the inspection record book. They want to adjust the plane to the best condition in order to make all kinds of incredible technical moves in the sky.

"Good luck." Standing by the plane, the recruit boy stood at attention.

After closing the cabin hatch, the propellers of this fighter jet painted with black tulips on the nose began to rotate rapidly.