Chapter 1538 The Broken Village (Part 2)

It was not just the Red Army tanks that stopped and started and fired from time to time that made the bandits, who lacked anti-tank weapons but had to defend, feel desperate like a nightmare.

The biggest casualties were caused by those strange-looking half-track vehicles that looked inconspicuous, even short, and looked like armored milk trucks.

These unprecedented vehicles, which were completely different from the German half-track vehicles, had no main guns, but were equipped with two machine guns of unknown models and never heard of, and the calibers were different.

The sound of the machine gun firing, which sounded powerful and like continuous drumming, was the most terrifying. The bandit soldiers, who didn't know how many words this thing had, personally felt its huge lethality, which was terrifying.

No matter you are hiding behind a low wall or in a dilapidated wooden house, the powerful bullets can always penetrate any defensive shelter you rely on as if they have eyes, and then rush into your body mercilessly, tearing your muscles, crushing your internal organs, and even breaking your bones in two on the spot, and then piercing out from the other end of your body, bleeding like a fountain.

It is often said that the German MG42 is as fierce and deadly as Hitler's chainsaw, with a very fast firing rate, and a single shot can make you a sieve and die on the spot.

However, this monster, which has no advantage in firing rate and can distinguish every single gunshot with ears, is no less terrifying and has actual lethality than the MG42. The ability to penetrate shelters alone is enough to make people despair.

Boom boom boom boom——

"Ha, this American heavy machine gun is so great! I love this baby so much. The bullets are almost gone. Prepare another box, hurry up!"

"You should shoot sparingly. The cartridge size of this thing is different from our 7 bullets! The bullets are not universal. When the bullets in the car are used up, there is no way to replenish them immediately!"

"Okay, okay, I know, change the bullets, quickly! Hurry up!"

The M2HB 7mm heavy machine gun, nicknamed Lao Gan Ma, is really a magical thing. This masterpiece of the American gun king Browning is simply the best in the history of heavy machine guns in the world.

Even in the 21st century, on the US Navy's most advanced Arleigh Burke III Aegis destroyer, you can still see this thing installed on the side deck to defend against the attacks of extremely fast and elusive self-destructing boats, forming the last line of firepower defense of the Aegis ship.

I'm afraid there will never be another heavy machine gun like this one, which can still be used as part of the combat power on the most advanced weapon platform after a long time spanning a century. The Arleigh Burke ship girl is using it and saying it's good, so how can it be bad?

The answer is of course it can't be bad, and it was enough to dominate the infantry battlefield on the battlefield of World War II more than half a century ago.

The M3A1 half-track vehicles that moved forward synchronously with the T43 medium tanks opened fire at full power. The Lao Gan Ma heavy machine gun mounted on the front of the vehicle and the front of the open-air infantry compartment was like a ferocious beast, releasing its fierce and brutal destructive power to tear any enemy soldiers within the field of vision to pieces.

It can be said that the Americans' aid to the Soviet Union was indeed quite conscientious. The American-made 7mm ammunition belt sent with it was not castrated at all, and the configuration was exactly the same as the US Army's universal 7mm ammunition belt. It was mixed with tracer indicator bullets and armor-piercing incendiary bullets and was very powerful.

Not to mention that the bandits on the opposite side were hiding behind low walls and dilapidated houses, even if these bandits were hiding in armored vehicles, the Lao Gan Ma that could ruthlessly destroy the Japanese's small bean tanks could still turn these idiots into a hornet's nest.

"Infantry, pay attention! Get off the car as soon as you rush into the village. Each squad leader will lead the squad to quickly approach the platoon and company-level officers and soldiers. The company-level officers and soldiers will organize their own forces. Valosha will lead the team to capture the village for me! Kill the rebels on the spot until they raise their hands and surrender!"

It was the first time for Malashenko and Stalin's First Guards Tank Division to conduct fully mechanized coordinated operations with armored personnel carriers in the true sense of the word.

Even though the combat engineer battalion was the most elite heavy infantry in the division and had rich combat experience, it was still inevitable that they were unfamiliar with this matter of a big girl getting married for the first time.

Malashenko, who was worried that there would be trouble after getting off the car, bypassed Varosha and issued specific orders with the radio in his hand. It felt really good to be able to connect to each half-track vehicle without any obstruction!

The batch of M3A1 half-track vehicles sent by the Americans are really good stuff. It has to be said that they are much better than those broken Matildas sent by the British country.

When Malashenko gave the order, it was the final moment for the Red Army tanks rushing in the front to crash into the low wall and roll into the outskirts of the village.

The terrain inside this village that had been bombarded before was too complicated, with many ruins and obstacles, as well as many craters of different sizes. The road conditions were extremely poor and there was not much room for tanks to display. In such a combat environment, there was almost no room for armored vehicles to play, and the enemy did not have any decent heavy weapons, and now there were few remaining machine guns.

Malashenko decided to fight a quick battle and avoid the time-consuming tactical arrangement of tanks entering the village. He let the combat engineers, who were heavy infantry, directly enter the village for close combat and launch close-range assaults. It was easy for the combat engineers to capture these remaining bandits who only had a few broken guns.

"Go forward! Take down the houses on both sides of the road first, and use machine gun fire to cover the first row! Move! Quick, quick, quick!"

"The second row will go around behind this row of houses, don't let any enemies escape! Block their retreat!"

"Get the mop stick ready, and fire directly when you encounter a machine gun! Don't charge hard! These broken wooden houses will collapse with one bomb, and one shot can solve them. Follow me!"

"Ura!!!"

The combat engineer battalion, fully equipped with new assault rifles, quickly joined the battle under the personal leadership of Varosha. The resistance of the remaining enemies in the village was almost negligible and the firepower was weak.

Under the fierce attack of these veterans, many of whom had participated in the cruel street fighting in Stalingrad, a group of ragtag bandits who only had light weapons to rely on were quickly defeated and were on the verge of doom.

At this moment, the skinny brother who believed in Brother Anton's routine was still leading the last remaining troops to fight and retreat.

"Go! Go! The Bolsheviks are catching up!"

"Over there, and behind, they are everywhere! I see them!"

"They are coming! On the other side of the wall, be careful of your hands"

Boom--

Be careful of the grenade that was on the tip of my tongue, but before I could completely shout it out, a violent impact explosion sounded like thunder in my ears, instantly stirring up the diffuse smoke and dust, and losing my sight in front of me.

The Red Army combat engineers who were completely unreasonable in street fighting would not play by the rules. When they were too lazy to even throw grenades over the wall, this assault team led by Valosha directly broke the earthen wall with an iron fist, and after a loud explosion, they rushed out of the diffuse dust with their fully automatic rifles in their hands.

Valosha, who had long expected that the enemy would try to escape, had a very clear purpose, which was to block the shortest straight-line distance to escape from the end of the village in advance. It was really a coincidence that he caught this unlucky guy who was fooled by Anton.

When the smoke and dust in the air completely settled and dissipated, what appeared in front of Varosha was a thin man with a Luger pistol in his hand, who was shot in the leg and lying on the ground groaning and wailing.