Chapter 1703 Sixth Company of Death

The T43 medium tank that rushed to the front of the team, followed by a whole squad of infantry, was destroyed on the spot after a loud noise. Although the ammunition did not explode, it caught fire on the spot. Thick smoke sprayed out from the car, accompanied by faintly visible flames, releasing scalding temperatures. No one knew whether any surviving crew members would successfully abandon the car. escape.

Kulbalov, who commanded the troops to launch the attack, blinked and froze, and his half-open and closed mouth perfectly interpreted Kulbalov's truest state of mind at this moment.

At least a distance of more than 100 meters, and the armor has been upgraded and strengthened. Taking the German Panther medium tank as the benchmark, the enhanced front upper armor is specially designed to be immune to direct fire from the Long 75 main gun.

How could the German tanks not fire, there was no sign of a decent anti-tank gun on the position, and the Panzerfaust thing was still out of reach, and he was killed on the spot with a soul-piercing shot from such a distance?

Kurbalov couldn't figure out why.

It was also because it happened so suddenly that Kulbalov didn't even have time to take a closer look at what it was that suddenly opened fire and killed the T43 at that moment. But in short, it should not be those German tanks that are still maneuvering and have not yet had time to enter the combat position.

But this situation at least shows that the gadget that killed this T43 is definitely a gadget. It has inconspicuous firing characteristics and good concealment, at least compared to large anti-tank guns and tanks. For the main gun, this was enough for Kulbalov, who was holding the commander's periscope, to find no trace of it.

"Car No. 132 was destroyed. It was an infantry anti-tank weapon. I saw it!"

A roar from the radio confirmed Kulbalov's conjecture, but at the moment, Kulbalov still had higher-threat targets to deal with first.

"One battalion concentrates its firepower to kill the German tanks, and the remaining people continue to rush towards the position! Bring out all the machine gun firepower, suppress and fire indiscriminately, quickly!"

At any time, the biggest threat to tanks on the ground is always the opponent's tanks. Knowing this well, Kulbalov ordered the strongest battalion to focus fire first to kill those who were parking their cars inside and outside the village. German tanks coming over the open field.

These German tanks had not yet entered combat status when the battle broke out. Kulbalov watched with his own eyes the German armored soldiers who were in a hurry and were repairing and resting. After throwing down the tools and rags at hand, they hurriedly got into their respective tanks as if their buttocks were on fire. In the tank.

The insufficient preparation of the German armored forces when they were attacked was the Soviet army's advantage. Kulbalov was convinced that he could completely knock out these Germans' broken vehicles and turn them into scrap metal before they entered the combat position.

Under the roar of artillery fire from the Red Army 122 Heirloom, no German medium tank below the Panther II would be able to survive.

The IS6 heavy tanks of the first battalion began to stop and turn the turrets according to the order of the regiment leader. The black main guns were already aimed at the German medium tanks that were still maneuvering and unable to fire accurately. The huge 122 mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectiles were already fired. Once the gun is in the breech, just pull down the firing lever next to the breechblock to instantly send the German's broken vehicle into the sky.

But at this moment, something unexpected suddenly happened again, and it suddenly struck in a more violent and violent form.

The Red Army tanks that had already rushed into the last 100 meters of sprint distance were suddenly bombarded by more intense direct anti-tank fire.

A large number of UFOs trailing white smoke and orange-red tail flames suddenly roared towards the faces of the Red Army tanks that were already close at hand.

No one knows what these flying objects are, which are similar in size to Panzerfaust anti-tank grenades, but they obviously have a longer range, higher accuracy, and a more deadly aura of death.

Boom boom boom——

This time it was no longer a single loud explosion, but a dense explosion that instantly connected like firecrackers.

Kulbalov was convinced that he saw clearly that the UFOs that were emitting white smoke and spitting fire were shot by the German infantrymen on the position who were carrying iron pipes on their shoulders.

At first, Kulbalov even mistakenly thought it was an iron fist on his shoulders. The commander's periscope, which did not have a high-magnification zoom function, really couldn't see such a small thing clearly. But the facts turned out that this thing was definitely not the Iron Fist, at least not the captured Iron Fist that was widely used by the Red Army soldiers.

A newer and stronger improved Iron Fist? Or did the Germans come up with some other fancy stuff?

Kulbalov didn't know which answer was right, but the tragic scene that happened immediately before his eyes was really heartbreaking, and a surge of anger instantly rushed from the soles of his feet directly to his forehead.

"Five! The Germans killed five more of our vehicles! They were all penetrated!"

"The Second Company suffered heavy losses, and we need heavy tank support! The Germans have something we don't know about! The medium tanks can't withstand it at all!"

"Comrade leader, what should we do!?"

The radio was filled with terrible and annoying sounds. Kurbalov, who was so angry that the unshaved stubble under his nostrils was trembling, pressed the call button and spoke again in a tone so fierce that he wanted to eat the German guy alive. Open your mouth and give an order.

"The medium tanks retreat! The heavy tanks of the second battalion take over the charge! The medium tanks retreat to two hundred meters away to support shooting! Quick!"

In less than half a cigarette, 6 medium tanks were destroyed, and they were all killed instantly with one shot.

This astonishing loss rate was unbearable for ordinary Red Army tank units, and even the wealthy Stalin Guards First Tank Division could not bear it.

You should know that even if the main regiment led by Kurbalov was rich, it only had a medium tank battalion, a total of 36 medium tanks. After a fierce beating, 6 tanks were directly lost, wiping out the entire tank battalion.

Kurbalov did not dare to think about what kind of losses the medium tank battalion would suffer if it continued to rush forward.

Not to mention that more than half of the casualties, Kurbalov really felt that the entire army might be wiped out.

Kurbalov had also played with the German iron fist before, and knew how convenient and flexible it was, but how huge the number of people holding one was.

Kurbalov guessed that the terrible new gadget in the Germans' hands might be some kind of improved iron fist, or at least something similar.

After knowing this, if the medium tanks that could not resist at all continued to rush forward, it would be a pure act of suicide.

This was not only because the armor of the medium tanks was useless and paper-like, but also because of deeper reasons involving Kurbalov's personal thinking.

After the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division was upgraded from a brigade-level unit to a division-level unit, in all the battles it had fought so far, there had never been a situation where more than half of the units at the battalion level and above were killed or wounded, let alone a complete annihilation.

The higher the position a person sits, the more he has to consider the position under his buttocks. This is the case for everyone in the world, regardless of nationality and race.

Kurbalov asked himself if he could afford the huge price of paying for the medium tank battalion, and he was not sure how to bear the responsibility for this huge loss, nor did he know what kind of thunder and anger he would face from the division commander at that time.

So the order to urgently withdraw the medium tank battalion that had reached the edge of the position and was only one step away from victory might sound a bit stupid. But from Kurbalov's perspective, this was the best choice in such an unexpected, unknown, and severe situation.