Chapter 1728 The Russians Don’t Take Us Seriously

The hope that was within reach was shattered before their eyes, which generally only led to two results.

A final gamble to inspire a stronger will to fight to the death, or a complete collapse of surrendering and accepting fate, just like "To be or not to be, this is a question worth thinking about".

This time, the German army, still with a strong desire to survive, full of reluctance, or unaware of the nightmare and despair they were facing, chose the former, which seemed to have a lot of hope.

Some German armored units were left behind to serve as rear-end blocking units and began to output at full strength. Most of them were ordinary combat vehicles such as the three bald men and the four-horse, which were not elite. They were also the bottom ring of the German armored forces that could be abandoned. And those main elites composed of the Panther and the King Tiger were retreating at full speed under the desperate cover of the tail-breaking survival style.

"Humph, courage is commendable, but stupid."

With a sneer on his face, Malashenko guessed that the Germans would do this to him. This was not something he had never seen before. The armored forces of the Wehrmacht did not lack the courage to survive, and these bastards did no worse than those SS bastards in this regard.

The Il-2 attack aircraft group, which had exhausted its ammunition and consumed more than half of its fuel, had already evacuated at this moment, which meant that all the remaining battles had to be fought by Malashenko himself.

Malashenko did not take the German cars that were left in the way too seriously, but just pressed the button of the radio transmitter in his hand and spoke again normally and added orders.

"You two continue to act according to the original plan, Lavri, Kurbalov! Leave the group of Germans who are left to die in front to me, just do what you should do, and I will personally send them off!"

The German troops who were left behind to block the attack soon discovered that the subsequent development of the war was not as they had imagined before, and even the embarrassing situation of "the Russians did not take us too seriously" appeared.

Two large-scale Soviet tank groups zigzagged forward from the left and right sides, and the dust they raised whistled violently in the air like a sandstorm. It was really dusty.

These two large-scale Soviet tank groups ignored their own existence, bypassed from a farther distance, and went straight to the front of the retreating German army to intercept and kill.

The German army, which was in a hurry to retreat, could not even talk about fully deploying the rear guard. In fact, the German army, which had just experienced a round of devastating air strikes, was seriously lacking in coordination and organization. The superior officers might still be able to issue orders, but the subordinate officers who played the role of command relay might have already become corpses or even barbecued.

The number of junior officers killed was so large that the senior officers in charge of command and dispatch found in despair that it was almost impossible for them to effectively command the remaining troops to take unified actions. Even if there was radio communication between tanks, the entire channel was full of desperate and chaotic screams, which were extremely harsh.

Being able to allocate a part of the troops to block the rear in the chaotic retreat situation is the limit of what the remaining German troops can do under the current situation. Anything more is pure nonsense.

In other words, most armies in the world will be like this after suffering heavy losses in a very short period of time and a large number of grassroots officers have died in battle. For a time, the transmission and execution of orders were severely obstructed, and the troops were like patients with epilepsy, and their brains could not command their bodies. Even the elite armored forces of the Wehrmacht were no exception.

"Damn it! The target of these Russians is not us, they are heading for the main force, which is their real target!"

"Shut up your stinky mouth, what the hell are these things in front of you!?"

If you think that the Grim Reaper wielding a sickle in his left hand has ignored you, don't be too happy too soon, maybe it's just that the bone-cutting dagger in the Grim Reaper's right hand has not pierced into your soul yet.

The Soviet armored forces rushing in groups on the left and right sides did ignore the German troops who were left behind and bypassed them directly. However, just when the German troops who were left behind were thinking about whether to catch up and make trouble, the steel monsters who had been entrenched in the defensive positions in the village had already roared and roared over the positions and rushed out of the village.

"Comrades, destroy the German fascists! For the motherland, Ura!!!"

Ura-Ra-

The German troops who were still playing the role of the attackers had forgotten when they last saw the Russians like a vast ocean crossing the trenches and launching a group charge at such a close distance.

But no matter when and where, the roar of "Ura" like a tsunami is something that the surviving German soldiers who have personally experienced this terrible scene will never forget.

Once this sound is heard, no matter how experienced the German veterans are, they will immediately feel like they are facing a great enemy, hold their weapons tightly, and be tense. It can even be said that whether the Russians want to fight you depends on this sound.

There were so many Russian tanks roaring and rolling over the positions and driving out of the village!

The stunned German soldiers were surprised to find that the number of tanks used for direct defense on the positions was not all, and there were more Russian tanks hidden in the village that had not been discovered, such as the Russian medium tanks that were rushing in the front at this moment.

"Fire! Let our tanks fire and blow up the Russian tractors! Fire quickly!!!"

When people are desperate, they always grab the nearest life-saving straw. This is human instinct.

But driven by instinct, the German army forgot a very simple thing: these steel monsters that the main force just tried so hard to chew, if you were the unlucky ones left to die, the result would be different.

Boom boom boom——

The German Long 75 Type 4 tanks and three bald men finally opened fire. The muzzle flashes were not very loud, sending out armor-piercing projectiles straight to the target that was about to hit them, but the result that followed was more desperate than doing nothing.

Ding bang——

Crack——

Swish——

Bounce, ricochet, ricochet, and ricochet. In addition to ricochets, the kinetic energy was exhausted and they simply did not penetrate.

The German armored soldiers, who were deeply trapped in despair, felt so powerless at this moment: the outdated tanks in their hands could not only not deal with the huge, tough and thick Russian steel beasts, but also could not deal with the fast-moving Russian medium tanks in front of them, which were about the same size as their own.

Just taking a beating and not fighting back, this has never been the style of Stalin's First Guards Tank Division.

While the vanguard medium tanks were responsible for charging and advancing, the heavy tanks and self-propelled artillery in the rear, which had just left the position, had stabilized the body of the car and aimed the black muzzle at the target again.