Chapter 1898 There Is No Need for This

"Damn it! The Russians and the Russians brought their Stalin gun trucks up!"

Stalin gun carriage, this is the nickname given by German soldiers to a very iconic and impressive enemy weapon, just like the 203 heavy artillery was called "Stalin Hammer" by German soldiers. read

Although it is inferior in caliber and power, don't think that the Stalin gun carriage is a weapon that is easier to deal with than the Stalin hammer.

In fact, you can even say that the battlefield deterrence, visual shock and fear this thing can bring to the German army are far more amazing than those of Stalin's hammer, because the latter is only a device that can hear sounds after all. , but I can’t see my long-range direct-fire howitzer, but the Stalin gun carriage is different.

Every time those ISU152s, which are larger than heavy tanks, appear on the frontal battlefield, they are absolutely a nightmare for German soldiers who need to face this heavy artillery steel monster.

The Russians are not content to just use these big guys as direct fire support firepower. As long as they are deemed necessary, these huge and heavy iron guys carrying absolutely heavy firepower will appear directly on the frontal battlefield, with loud roars and explosions of flames in the sky. Thousands of German soldiers were sent away amidst the sound and died on the spot.

In just the first wave of attacks, the Russians on the opposite side not only dispatched heavy tanks, but also sent monsters like this, which in most cases are only sent to the front line when the attack is unfavorable, with direct aim and fierce bombardment. .

These Russians are crazy! Or just get serious!

Although he didn't know what the situation was, let alone the reason, the German captain who was sitting in the crater and was frightened by the horrific scene before him knew that the current situation was definitely not good.

"It's over, it's over, we can't hold it here any longer and we have to find a way to leave."

Looking at the overwhelming Russian steel torrent, and then looking at the soldiers around him who were cut down in pieces like wheat under the crossfire of machine gun barrages.

From the bottom of his heart, the captain felt that the enemies on the opposite side were no longer the old opponents he was familiar with in the past. It was as if the enemies had suddenly changed.

But in the long run, such trivial nonsense doesn't matter. Who the hell can afford to talk about such trivial matters when their lives are at stake.

If you continue to stay here, you are waiting for death. Even if you want to fight, you have to find a place where you can fight meaningfully and continue fighting.

"You, you, and you, all of you, come with me. Let's get out of here and continue fighting on more favorable terrain!"

The actual action is to run away, but it is still difficult to say clearly such words as "Brothers, run away from me quickly".

Fortunately, the few soldiers who were scattered around and were not under the captain's command were also aware of the situation. They were all panicked. When the commander said this, they must have raised their hands in their hearts and did not want to stay here and continue to wait. die.

The Russian's mobile cannon doesn't know when it will fire again, and there is more than one scary thing.

The frightened captain saw the opportunity and rushed out of the crater with the soldiers around him. Seeing that half of the trenches in front of him had been collapsed by the bombing, people could still hide, and he was about to rush in to avoid the wind before considering the next step.

But he never expected that a series of gunshots suddenly sounded very close behind him. The terrifying sound of automatic firearms firing at an extremely fast rate behind him was so terrifying that it made people feel terrified.

Regardless of what happened to others around him, he had to save his own life first.

A captain who ate shit and flew directly into the trench half in front of him chewed the smelly mud in his face and mouth. The MP40 submachine gun in his hand accidentally fell out of his hand and flew several meters away outside the trench. The captain, who was frightened by various unexpected situations and terrifying formations, did not want to try to get that thing back, as he might lose his life just a few meters away.

"Ahem"

While panting violently, he took out the Walter pistol from his waist and loaded it for self-defense. The captain, who originally had no idea what the gunshots from behind were about just now, finally looked back and saw a group of unknown people. The Russian infantrymen who rushed in from any gap had already reached a position less than a hundred meters away from the guy in their hands, very close at hand.

The guy in his hand looks very similar to our own new assault rifle. The kind that only elite troops are eligible to change first for the time being should be a new assault rifle called STG44.

Putting aside the ocean-like torrent of steel, even the infantrymen held assault rifles that were equivalent to elites on their own side.

"I gotta get out of here, these Russians are definitely the best of the best! Who the hell is it that says the enemies are just ordinary Russians!? What a fucking bastard!"

While complaining and cursing in his heart, his feet kept moving. The captain who was escaping quickly quickly rolled and crawled and continued to run in the direction he felt was safe. However, the battle behind him that had already entered the position was unexpected. It didn't stop there, it's still going on.

The first wave to invade the position and serve as the pioneers were the infantry of the own infantry regiment of the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division under Malashenko.

These elite light infantrymen, whose lowest-end weapons are semi-automatic firearms, are "tailor-made" to cooperate with tanks in position-attacking battles.

There are no heavy weapons, no heavy machine guns, and even no mortars, but it doesn't matter. Any heavy support firepower you need can be obtained from the big iron guys behind you.

If you show your head, you will be swept into a hornet's nest. If you move to another position, you will be concentrated by machine guns. If you dare to gather together, you will be served with 122 and 152 high-explosive shells.

Fighting alone is just courting death, and gathering together will die faster.

The last few remaining German infantry on the position where they are not welcome inside and outside and will die anyway can't stand it. All the tactics they can think of have been used up, and none of them are useful. At this time, even running away has become a luxury.

The only thing left to do is, of course, the only thing left, provided that you don't want to die in vain.

"Machine gun or main gun, as long as you say you need it."

Iushkin looked through the wide-angle periscope of the gunner in front of him and saw the group of expressionless German bastards who looked as miserable as if their mothers had died and raised their hands to surrender one by one.

With hatred growing in his heart, Iushkin kept his foot on the pedal and his hand on the lever, asking calmly, just waiting for Malashenko to give him permission. Now he could really do such a thing without any psychological burden.

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Holding the commander's periscope in front of him, he was expressionless and did not say anything at first. Malashenko did not want to say that he had never had such a thought in his mind, even if it was only for a short moment.

But after a short inner game of just two seconds, Comrade Lao Ma finally overcame his emotions with reason and gained the upper hand, and then quietly spoke to Iushkin, who was sitting in the gunner's position with his back to him.

"There is no need for this. Save some bullets and shells. There is no supply this round. We must continue to rush forward and be prepared!"