Nine Hundred and Seventy-Five

Trenches are a good way to cover infantry. The first person who thinks that digging a pit can win is definitely a genius. He reversed the ancient city walls and achieved today's Kamepai trench defense tactics. ★★◆``--After decades of evolution and development, the trench has become a perfect defense system, able to resist heavy fire such as shelling, it is simply a difficult fortress.

As long as the shells do not directly hit the trench nodes, they cannot effectively kill the infantry inside. This is definitely good news for the infantry, especially the infantry on the defensive side. Huddled in the trenches like gambling, the only hope of surviving is that the falling bombs and shells do not directly hit themselves - this is modern warfare, and this is the cruel Soviet-German Eastern Front battlefield.

On an unnamed high ground on the front line, Soviet soldiers and the Germans are using their weapons to decide who has the right to live in the future. The trenches were filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the cries of wounded soldiers and the sound of crackling gunfire were covered up by successive explosions.

Corpses of various shapes were strewn all over the position. The German steel helmet rolled back and forth on the slope with the sound of gunfire, and finally fell beside the young corpse of a Soviet Red Army soldier. Dazzling tongues of flame spewed out from the machine gun positions in the distance, and the tracer bullets were intertwined with each other, which looked very beautiful.

It didn't take long for the hidden Soviet machine gun position on the height to be rampant, and a huge shell fell on the machine gun position. Not small-caliber mortars, nor infantry field guns, but standard railroad gun shells in millimeters. This huge artillery shell was so powerful that it made more than half of the Soviet army's positions misfired at once.

The vibration can be felt even in the positions of the German army. This railway gun is the latest successful development of the Krupp factory to destroy the king. It was approved by the Yuan as one of the standard weapons of the German heavy artillery and mass-produced.

In fact, one of the biggest attractions of this weapon to the German army is that it can be driven by coal-fired trains, saving a lot of fuel. And in terms of long-range support firepower, the later the German army felt, the more it needed a large-caliber artillery as an army-level fire support weapon.

After all, air force support is not too timely, and the Army, which overemphasizes mobility, does lack a large-caliber weapon to kill the permanent fortifications blocking the way. The caliber of the towed artillery is too small. Although it can quickly maneuver with the German army, but in the face of more and more solid Soviet trench defense positions, the German army has no choice but to find itself caught in an endless battle for trenches.

Therefore, the German army also put forward requirements for its own weapon production. It was refitted with ordinary train carriages and erected a naval-type millimeter-caliber cannon. As a large-caliber support artillery of the German Wehrmacht Army level, it was quickly put into the battlefield. middle.

To deal with this kind of defensive position, the situation changed after one shot. The soil was rolled up and flew in all directions, and the entire mountain was shrouded in black smoke. With this huge explosion,

The German infantry began to shout and flocked to the Soviet positions where there was not much counterattack force.

A No. 3 assault gun slowly crossed a trench, its tracks rolled up the mud, and the road wheels jumped up and down along with the undulating potholes of the terrain. This assault gun is an improved long-barreled 75mm gun general-purpose type. It also has certain anti-tank capabilities while covering infantry to perform assault tasks.

In order to make the No. 3 assault gun, which was originally designed to be very light, have better defense capabilities, the crew members hung everything they could find on the front armor plate. There are spare road wheels and additional steel plates hanging there now, making the assault gun look sloppy. On top of these steel parts, dirty sandbags are filled with stones and sand. People on the battlefield try their best to survive, and no one is lazy.

Accompanied by the assault gun, there was also a half-track armored vehicle, and the German soldiers inside were firing frantically with the machine guns on the front of the vehicle, trying to suppress the sporadic Soviet infantry on the opposite side.

Behind this armored vehicle was a group of German soldiers who bowed their heads, some of them were carrying rifles, some of them were holding submachine guns in both hands, and they were cautious every step forward. As the vehicle moved forward bit by bit, these cautious soldiers saw the Soviet trench full of corpses under their feet.

"Go in! Go in! Long live the yuan!" An infantry officer in charge shouted an order, and then jumped into the trench where the blood was enough to submerge the feet. As he jumped off, German soldiers jumped into the trenches one after another, and spread along these trenches like a virus.

A Soviet soldier leaned against the trench and fired back, and was then beaten into a beehive by a submachine gun in the hands of a German soldier. The other Soviet soldiers raised their hands and surrendered, but they were knocked down by the Germans who did not cease fire, and the rest finally survived.

The German assault guns and armored vehicles began to advance bit by bit. A Soviet soldier aimed a huge two-meter-long anti-tank rifle at the German armored vehicle. He squinted his eyes to aim, and then pulled the trigger. . The huge recoil made his shoulder bones seem to be broken, as if he had been punched in the chest by a giant. It took him a while to realize that he had finished shooting, but the pain in his shoulder made him give up the idea of ​​continuing to fire.

He sat back in the trench, not knowing what to think. There are dozens of comrades-in-arms he knows on this position, and there are thousands of Soviet soldiers in the distance, but now there are burning flames everywhere, and the rest are waiting for their doomsday. I hope for them no longer exists.

The bullet from the anti-tank gun hit the engine compartment of the German armored vehicle. A second later, the German armored vehicle stopped advancing with light smoke, but the German No. 3 assault gun was still on the front side of the armored vehicle. Fiercely firing, the German soldiers overtook the damaged armored vehicles and continued to attack forward.

A young German soldier jumped into a foxhole with his G43 assault rifle, and then looked at the Soviet gunner sitting on the ground panting in surprise. Riflemen have been dead for a long time.

The German infantrymen raised their rifles and aimed at the enemy in front of them. Just ten seconds ago, this enemy had just fired and hit an armored vehicle. He had to shoot and kill this damned Soviet enemy.

But looking at the same young face, the German soldier was a little shaken. He didn't know whether it would be better to open fire or capture a prisoner in this situation. But soon he didn't have to continue thinking, because the Soviets sitting on the ground began to draw the pistols on their waists.

"Boom!" The German soldier fired swiftly, and hit the man's chest with one shot. The man's body trembled due to the huge force, and the hand that drew the gun fell to the side weakly. Also slumped down feebly.

The second German infantryman jumped into the foxhole, and then the third one, one of the two German soldiers stepped on the corpse of the Soviet soldier neatly, set up the G42 machine gun, and the other spread out the ammunition box , and stuffed the belt inside into the barrel of the machine gun.

The machine gun position was quickly established, and then the sound of tearing linen came out. Under the cover of machine gun fire, the German army's offensive momentum became more violent, and the Soviet soldier with his eyes open turned into an enemy at the German army's feet. A bunch of insignificant stepping stones.

"Clang...clang..." With the sound of metal collisions, the heavy tracks passed the foxhole, and the second assault gun passed by, and the German soldiers behind the assault gun didn't even look at it. With a glance, he bent over and continued to move forward cautiously.

Holding on to his helmet, the young soldier rushed out of the foxhole, followed the troops, and continued on their way. The bullet hit the soil at their feet, splashing up puffs of blue smoke. The gravel and soil from the explosion fell on the helmet, making a tinkling sound, and those things hit the face, causing burning pain.

Two hours later, on the top of the high ground, a dozen German soldiers erected a huge flagpole next to a damaged 76mm caliber anti-tank gun, a huge swastika flag, in the tumbling black The smoke fluttered, and the densely packed bullet holes on the flag told people the tragedy and heroism of the battle here.

On the frontal position, near another high ground in the distance, a Soviet regiment commander grabbed the phone in his hand: "The German army did not use tanks, and it was the German infantry unit that attacked the frontal position... Yes! There is no mistake in the observation! They did not Tanks! All armored vehicles and assault guns! . . . Yes! I will hold my ground till the end."

The call went straight to the Soviet High Command, and the chubby General Vatutin narrowed his eyes. It seems a little strange that the main armored force of the German army did not appear on the frontal battlefield. After all, this is still a battle for defensive positions in the wild. Even if the German army wants to avoid losses, there is no reason to keep their tanks from fighting under such circumstances.

"The Germans...damn the Germans...don't use armored troops in this situation...what are you planning?" Vatutin muttered softly, but he was thinking about what the Germans were playing. patterns. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said to himself in fear: "No way...?"

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