Chapter 1256 11 Minutes and 38 Seconds

Malashenko's roar quickly swept through the entire radio communication channel like wildfire. The people who were given the order were the self-propelled artillery groups that followed the heavy tank groups in the attack.

The powerful and solid frontal armor makes these heavy steel behemoths fully capable of frontal assault. The slowly stopping ISU-152 has only one mission: to destroy those German anti-tank guns with powerful and invincible power. .

"Aim straight, target the German anti-tank gun! Hurry!"

"I can't see the target clearly, the magnification is too low and I can't aim accurately!"

"Idiot! The Soviet 152mm doesn't need to be accurately aimed, fire quickly!"

"Okay! Comrade Commander!"

boom--

Malashenko has indeed said more than once that whenever the 122-meter gun with a big thick tube fires, he can always feel his "ex-wife" and the previous IS6 heavy tank prototype shaking all over, just like an adult It felt like someone was suddenly kicked by a kid in his early teens.

Although he was not kicked over on the spot, the momentary shaking of his body was clearly felt. The same was true when the IS6 heavy tank with a combat weight of over 50 tons fired.

But for the ISU-152 self-propelled howitzer, this statement does not apply at all.

The movement and recoil of the 122 Heirloom when it fires is like a younger brother among younger brothers in front of the 152 Divine Cult.

The armor configuration is slightly different from that in the existing history and has been strengthened and aggravated. The ISU-152, with a total combat weight approaching the 50-ton mark, was shaken by the strong recoil of the super-large tube main gun when it fired, making the whole vehicle tremble.

The heavy car body, grinded by the steel tracks, retreated a distance visible to the naked eye directly along the slippery frozen soil. The terrifying power released from the muzzle set off a huge cloud of snowflakes on the spot. Firestorm.

The ISU-152 commander was right. The Soviet 152mm high-explosive grenade does not require precise aiming. You only need to raise the short and thick barrel and shoot directly. The flames will purify all evil and evil in death. .

Within just a few seconds, eight ISU-152 vehicles that stopped one after another opened fire one after another, and the large-caliber high-explosive grenades went straight to the German positions with a roar like a train whistle.

Fegelein, who had just emerged from the trench and wanted to see what was going on outside and returned to the fighting position, heard the terrible sound before the last moment and reacted on the spot.

Fegelein's ability to survive from 1941 to the present was certainly not in vain. His keen intuition saved his life at the last moment. He was instantly staggered towards the trench as if he had stepped on a high-voltage wire. He threw himself down on the spot.

The loud noise that followed and destroyed everything once again allowed Fegelein to relive the terrible experience that had just passed.

The earth is trembling, flames are rising, and all man-made objects, including the frozen soil and snow created by nature, are all flying in the air!

A total of 8 rounds of 152 high-explosive grenades fell intensively towards a main assault area. The German army, which had just suffered a major disaster and now encountered a sudden disaster, had no time to react.

The German soldiers who were shaken to the point of becoming weak and weak like rubber men during the artillery preparations were all exposed. Many of them even did not hear the terrifying roar in time due to temporary damage to their hearing.

When the shells exploded and the flames roared, the German soldiers who emerged from the trenches and fired their weapons became the first to be destroyed. They did not even have the chance to react to the pain in the brief moment of death.

Fegelein once felt that he was very unlucky, so unlucky! He was assigned to serve the Führer at this anti-tank gun post that everyone avoided.

He didn't have any problem with the Führer, he just wanted to serve the Führer in a position that wasn't so easy to get at the speed of light, that's all.

But now, Fegelein has changed his opinion.

Rather than being unlucky all the time, Fegelein prefers to store his luck and save it for critical moments, like now.

After a loud roar, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Fegelein's eyes were blurred and his whole body felt weak. He didn't know whether it was because he was deaf or because the people on the battlefield were really dead. A man who could There are no more shooters.

He decided to get up first and stick his head out to take a look.

Fegelein, who had been bombed three times in a row, was lucky to be alive. When he stood up again, he didn't even have the strength to straighten his back. He was holding on to the earth wall of the trench to use his strength, struggling little by little to lift his head. Leaning out.

On the battlefield that was already full of bomb craters, but now it is even more serious, many things that were still there in the memory are now gone.

In other words, those people and things have continued to exist in another form. It is not impossible to say that it is not impossible to say that they have transformed into twisted steel remains with a leg to the east, an arm to the west, and a big good head more than ten meters away. Broken pieces.

"Shoot my gun"

Soldiers cannot lose their guns when they go to the battlefield, and anti-tank artillerymen cannot lose their guns.

But where there used to be a huge PAK 43 just now, Fegelein stared blankly at the place with eyes the size of two copper bells, but he could only find it on the permafrost as far as he could see. There is a big pit that can be put into the tank.

Perhaps the PAK 43's ready-to-fire ammunition was also exploded, but it didn't matter. Fegelein, who was completely dumbfounded, had no idea what to do next.

His men, his guns, and the annoying company commander who always liked to yell, all the familiar things were gone now.

"Tanks, Russian tanks! They are everywhere, too many!"

"Anti-tank guns! Do we still have anti-tank guns?"

"Retreat! We must retreat, we can't hold on here!"

His hearing seemed to recover a little bit, and the first thing that came into his ears was the loud and panicked German shouts around him.

"Are they going to retreat? No, no, I can't die here, I have to leave quickly!"

Fegelein, whose head was blown up, was gradually regaining consciousness and began to rethink and judge the situation.

It was okay for him to fight for the Führer, but he couldn't be willing to give it up for nothing for the Führer.

It was meaningless to continue to "fight" here. Hearing those people shouting to retreat, Fegelein was just about to run away first, but the ground under his feet began to shake more and more violently.

"Earthquake!? No, it's not an earthquake! It's those Russian monsters!"

With the help of the ISU-152's fierce attack, almost all the remaining anti-tank artillery firepower points at the main breakthrough point were flattened in one wave. Malashenko, who was no longer lazy to waste time with these German sticks, directly ordered a full-speed assault, and the tank tracks were directly crushed onto the fragmented positions under the useless light firepower rain.

At 11 minutes and 38 seconds after the artillery preparation ended, the first Soviet heavy tank with the number 177 on the front of the vehicle body attacked the first position of the German outermost defense line in one go.

At the same time, the German rear command had just started to call for reinforcements and prepare to rush to the defense.