Chapter 110 The Gate of Moscow (Part 2)

When this group army level complete organic bombardment finally subsided amidst the smoke and the flames, the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment, which had fully felt the "artillery doctrine" of the Soviet Red Army, had not had time to count the number of lost troops and equipment, roaring with diesel At this moment, the terrifying sound of the roar of engines and the grinding of steel tracks slowly sounded in the ears of the German soldiers.

"Tanks! Russian tanks, anti-tank guns, anti-tank gun teams, hurry up and get in position! Hurry!"

Under the shouts of the German infantry company commander, several German infantrymen who were numb from the Soviet artillery fire immediately threw the 98K Mauser rifles in their hands behind them and hurriedly ran into several From the anti-tank holes that had not yet been collapsed by Soviet shelling, the 37mm PAK36 anti-tank guns and the 50mm PAK38 anti-tank guns were slowly pushed out by manpower.

The continuous offensive and defensive battles for several days have made the German defense forces dare not place the precious and heavy 88 guns directly on the front-line defensive positions.

You can't tell when the Soviet army will come roaring in every now and then. The barrage-covering artillery bombardment will not call you in advance to warn you. Several 88mm anti-aircraft guns were directly blown up on the position because they were too late to move in time. The twisted and deformed wreckage reminded the German soldiers all the time.

Any idiot who dared to ignore or provoke the Soviet artillery would either end up in a field hospital or disappear directly from the earth. Just like the armored units that the German army was most proud of, those Ivans' field artillery units were definitely at this time. The most ferocious artillery unit on earth, bar none.

When the swarm of Soviet tanks rumbling in and lined up in a row, the distance was close enough to make the defending German troops above the position feel the ground trembling under their feet. The 37 and 50 mm small-caliber anti-tank guns in the hole finally entered the gun position and were ready.

"Directly ahead at twelve o'clock! Five hundred meters away! Load armor-piercing bullets!"

"Loading completed!"

"Aiming at him!"

"Fire!"

The German anti-tank gun team, which was strictly divided into loaders, gunners, and gunners, finally followed the order and began to try to stop these rumbling steel behemoths. The hot muzzle fire would drag a silver-white tracer trail. The Type 40 tungsten-core armor-piercing projectile was suddenly fired from the gun barrel. The unobstructed aiming distance of less than 500 meters was simply easier than target practice for these German anti-tank artillery groups.

Ding-ding——

The huge impact sound was accompanied by the crisp echo that echoed throughout the heavy tank, which was shocking. Although such a non-penetration sound sounded a bit scary, he knew the attributes of his enhanced version of the KV1 heavy tank well. But Malashenko smiled ferociously, not taking these German toothpick cannons seriously at all.

"With 25mm of additional armor, 75mm of hull armor and a 31-degree inclination angle, even I dare to take one shot of the 88-gun. They are a bunch of useless little toothpicks!"

The Soviet KV1 heavy tanks, which had only appeared in twos and threes in previous battles, now mobilized at least forty tanks in a line-up formation and rushed towards our side. Such a scene was enough to illustrate the seriousness of the problem for Colonel Wilhelm Stockhausen, the leader of the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment, who had been standing on the position and leading his troops in a fierce battle with the Soviet army for several days.

"Call immediately and ask where our air support is now! Tell the Air Force liaison that if those Stukas and Messerschmitts don't appear over our heads, their bombs will have to be dropped on us. We are on our own side!"

"yes!"

After giving the order, he continued to raise the telescope in his hand and stared at the armor-piercing shells fired by his own anti-tank gun crews within his sight. They hit the thick front armor plate of the Soviet heavy tanks and then bounced away. , or a scenario where a sharp armor-piercing warhead is directly embedded in the armor plate and cannot penetrate because the armor is too thick.

I have always been convinced of the advanced level of the weapons and equipment condensed by German technology in our hands. I believe that the German Third Reich has both the most elite soldiers and the most sophisticated weapons and equipment in the world. Mr. Mr. Commander, several years since the outbreak of the war. For the first time in weeks, I had doubts about my long-held belief.

If the Slavs on the opposite side are really an inferior nation as described in the spirit of the head of state and the speech promoted by the propaganda department, those weapons and equipment created by the hands of the inferior nation can use fundamental quality differences to crush our own side. , so what kind of existence is the Germanic nation that I belong to?

"Damn! I actually think about these boring questions like those young children. I am really possessed by Goebbels!"

Just when the commander of the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment, who had come to his own conclusion about the so-called superiority and inferiority of races, was about to raise his hand to take another look at the time on his watch, he was suddenly enveloped by a familiar roar of propellers. A powerful aircraft engine noise suddenly sounded over the entire battlefield.

"It's the Air Force! These late bastards are finally here!"

Just as the ecstatic Colonel Stockhausen expected, the German Air Force, which took advantage of the first golden ray of sunlight to take off from the frontline field airport at dawn, finally arrived at This is what they need most when the battlefield is deteriorating.

These German ground attack formations, which had pushed their engine output to the maximum, did not hesitate after seeing the worsening battlefield situation on the ground. A total of 24 JU-87B2 Stuka dive bombers, under the cover of 16 Messerschmitt BF-109E3 fighters, dived straight down towards the earth with a long whistle.

For a moment, the Stuka bombers' long dives, like the scream of the god of death, accompanied by the violent explosions of aerial bombs landing, instantly resounded throughout the battlefield. The BF-109E3 fighters, who had no air superiority to fight for, were also unwilling to be lonely, and they also joined the ground attack with the dual roars of machine guns and machine guns.

In the commander's seat in his vehicle's turret, he looked up at the German fighter planes that were constantly diving, pulling up and flying up and down. Malashenko, who had always been full of resentment about the unilateral slaughter of his ground forces by the German Air Force, surprisingly did not complain this time, but just looked at it quietly as if it didn't matter.

Just as a Stuka had just entered the pull-up channel after a dive, and had accurately dropped a 250 kg aerial bomb on the belly of a KV1 heavy tank. A barrage of flames woven by 7mm Berezin machine guns and 62mm Shkas machine guns directly hit the unprepared Stuka, causing its fuel tank to explode and disintegrate in mid-air.