Nine Hundred Fifty-Two Clean

Persistence is sometimes a victory, and the brave wins when encountering a narrow road. Anyway, there are many messy slogans that make people rely on spiritual strength to defeat a powerful enemy when they are in despair—it’s a pity that no one tells you When you get a King Tiger tank, how brave can you win...

Ren is in a very bad situation now, because he has to delay as much time as possible to cover the retreat of the imperial division with almost 10,000 people left, and he has to try his best to survive, because he doesn't want to die. So Ren is trying to find a way to survive, and the best way to ensure his survival on the battlefield is to kill as many enemies as possible.

"Marcus! Pay attention to your left wing! There are a lot of Stalin tanks on your side, they may have to concentrate their efforts to kill you first!" While shaking slightly from side to side in the tank, Ren used a periscope to observe the surroundings of the battlefield Case. There were some Stalin tanks firing nonstop, a problem he had observed a few minutes earlier.

The aiming accuracy of the Stalin tank's sight is more than a little worse than that of the Tiger King tank. This is also a technical direction that the Tiger King tank focuses on. After all, in order to compromise the gyroscope and aiming adjustment system, the King Tiger tank condescends to use the 88mm cannon of the Tiger tank. It can be seen that this aiming system has brought a leap forward in the design innovation of the King Tiger tank.

The Germans finally found a way to make the sight durable, accurate and easy to use through continuous exploration. This is also the reason why Rennes' tank can still drive the King Tiger tank to continue fighting after being hit by a 12mm cannon. Every part of the King Tiger tank is reliable and durable, which increases its chances of surviving on the battlefield.

Moreover, the King Tiger tank has a lot more ammunition than the Tiger tank, which also gives Renn a more durable combat capability. If he is driving a Tiger tank at this time, now he can only run out of ammunition and food. retreated back.

As time went by, the absolute disadvantage of the number of German tanks finally emerged. Although the wreckage of Soviet tanks was burning everywhere on the vast plains, the four tanks of the 502 Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion finally had one more tank. was destroyed by a Stalin tank.

The huge explosion and the billowing smoke also helped Ryan and the others a small favor. Because of being caught in the smoke, the Soviets temporarily stopped firing continuously because they couldn't target the remaining two King Tiger tanks. Coincidentally, What's more, the King Tiger tank can no longer target them.

So these Soviet tanks seized the time and continued to attack, hoping to close the distance between themselves and the two German tanks. At the same moment, the tanks of Rennes and Marcus were retreating at full speed, and finally merged with the No. 03 tank of the battalion headquarters responsible for covering them.

It's a pity that the 3 tanks are facing more than 30 Soviet tanks. These tanks are not targets parked on the roadside, so it is absolutely impossible for Rennes to kill all these Soviet tanks. Task.

On the other hand, the two teams of Rennes and Marcus are human beings rather than gods after all.

As the battle continued, as the tense nerves gradually began to affect the body's movements, the German tanks finally had problems such as missing shells.

They can no longer aim at the fragile observation window of the Stalin tank or some armor joints, so sometimes even if they hit the Soviet tank, it is inevitable that the bullet will ricochet due to the good bulletproof shape of the Stalin tank.

The shells of the No. 03 Tiger tank were about to bottom out, and the trembling voice of the No. 03 commander could be heard in Rennes' earphones. He probably never thought that there would be such a day when the enemy's tanks would be more than the Germans. Ren loudly comforted the commander of the No. 03 tank and asked him to cover the right side of his tank with the remaining ammunition.

"Don't panic! Our reinforcements will be here soon! A conflict of this scale cannot fail to alert the surrounding friendly forces! As long as we persist for a while, we will be able to repel these damned Soviets!" Ren comforted himself Comrades, wiped their sweaty palms on their clothes.

"How many tanks have we destroyed? 20? 30?" Bruce asked loudly, looking at the dwindling armor-piercing bullets in the ammunition box. He couldn't see the situation on the battlefield outside, but since the battle of the pass in France, he has not encountered such a huge consumption of ammunition.

Even if they gave up the King Tiger tank last time, they only fired less than 40 shells. But now, the King Tiger tank, which has much more ammunition reserves than the Tiger tank, has very little remaining ammunition. So he really wanted to know how terrifying the battlefield was outside, and how many terrifying enemies they were facing.

No one answered Bruce's words, which made him look even more anxious. Andre was concentrating on finding his next target. His firing rhythm was a little out of order now, and several shells failed to destroy the target, which further damaged his state of mind. But he is a mature soldier and will adjust his current state, so he still hit his target with this shell and destroyed a Stalin tank that was trying to fire first.

"Armor-piercing bomb!" Andre moved his eyes from the sight and shouted to Bruce loudly. But Marcus pulled out a grenade and stuffed it into the barrel. As this grenade was stuffed into the barrel of the artillery, Bruce's voice also came: "I'm sorry! Let's make do with the grenade first! There are not many armor-piercing bullets!"

So Andrei stopped talking, just aimed casually, and fired the shell. The shell hit the side of a Soviet tank. The splashed mud made the Soviet tank tremble, and then it seemed to find itself Without being penetrated, the Soviet tank continued to advance, but at a much slower speed.

"Grenade?" Wolff sneered, pulling the ugly scar on his face, his ghostly face distorted into a strange look, but this is indeed what Wolff laughed: "Continue Attack! They're running out of ammo! Since you idiots can't take him down, give me some chance of victory!"

"Wolf! Our losses are too great! It is very unwise for us to continue to attack... You will be sent to a court-martial!" In Wolfe's earphones, it is obvious that the commanders of these tanks complain loudly. But Wolff ignored the voice at all. He just watched with great interest the King Tiger tank that continued to fire while being engulfed in black smoke in the distance.

"As expected of my enemy, it seems that besides me, no one can take your life! Interesting! Really interesting!" Wolfe murmured in a low voice, and then gave his tank The group issued a new order: "Follow the No. 51 tank, aim at the No. 113 tank, and fire if you have the opportunity...don't ask me for instructions."

In the distance opposite him, Ren was also staring at the Soviet tank that had been chasing him at a very close distance. The support he was looking forward to has not yet arrived, and the current situation is extremely unfavorable for the German army. If the distance is closer, the Soviet tanks can increase the hit rate, and the situation for him and Marcus will be even more dangerous-this is obviously not good news.

"I still have 4 rounds of armor-piercing bullets! Captain Rennes!" At this time, the voice of the No. 03 tank commander came from his earphones: "Hurry up and retreat! I will stay and cover you! Damn it, why are the reinforcements still there?" not here?"

Suddenly, a large-caliber howitzer fell on the open space behind the Soviet tank. The huge explosion caused black smoke to rise as high as several floors, and then the second shell fell on the ground, and the explosion set off a wave of fire. The wreckage of a Soviet tank, the third shell fell closer to the Soviet army, then the fourth, and the fifth.

The last few tanks of the Soviet tank line were hit by falling shells a few seconds later, flying rubble and dust everywhere. Ren narrowed his eyes, and Marcus's hysterical howls of joy filled his ears: "Friedrich bazooka! It's Friedrich bazooka! Those bastard artillerymen finally remembered what they were supposed to do! What did they do?" Of!￥%#!..."

Ren's tense mood also relaxed a little. After this round of shelling, the remaining tanks of the Soviets are probably about to retreat. After all, this level of loss is not something an army can bear. As long as the opponent's commander is not a complete lunatic, then he will definitely order a retreat.

"Boom!" As if answering Ryan's thoughts, an armor-piercing shell from the Soviets hit the Tiger tank next to the King Tiger tank. Returning to reality, the tracks and road wheels of the Tiger tank were shattered, apparently paralyzed here.

"Loading armor-piercing rounds... Captain Wren... If you survive, help me take care of my wife and son... I can't walk anymore, my leg is injured, my driver and electromechanical are dead, so I I don't intend to leave this tank anymore. It is my honor to fight with you. Long live the head of state, Arkado Rudolf!"

The No. 03 Tiger tank fired an armor-piercing projectile, but unfortunately it missed any target. Then the paralyzed Tiger tank was hit by several shells fired by Soviet tanks, and was submerged in a sea of ​​explosions and fire. nautical mile. In Ren's earphones, it suddenly became clearer.