Chapter 2223 Horrible Nightmare

Chapter 2228 Horror Nightmare

Tank-to-tank battles alone are not mechanized assault battles. Malashenko's goal is to use the residual power of the artillery to drive away the enemies in front of him at the fastest speed.

A lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. Moreover, the Germans in front of him are not rabbits. They are wolves with broken legs but still want to bite people. Comrade Ma naturally has no reason to underestimate the enemy. Even if it is based on the truth of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you", he must use all his strength to completely defeat these Germans in one breath.

"Let's go, get off the car! Quick, quick, quick!"

"Follow me, squad one and squad two! Pay attention to alternate cover!"

"Go! Kill those fascists, Hurrah!!!"

The German soldiers who had never seen such a scene before were stunned. It was really hard to believe that a group of iron-clad tanks suddenly emerged like a magic trick. It was just like a fairy tale of mice and cats in bed.

"Damn it! Am I blind? Russians came out of the tanks one after another. Are their tanks mobile barracks???"

"Stop talking nonsense! Change the bullets, change the bullets quickly! Fred, bring another box of bullets, I'm going to run out of them!"

"Kill the Russians, no retreat!"

Surprise, shouting, and the loud shouting and commanding of grassroots officers who tried their best to stabilize their positions

If this is not a battlefield, it must be the morning market of a mysterious big country in the East.

This noisy chaos does not look like a well-deployed and well-equipped defensive position, but more like a group of vegetable market vendors haggling over prices and spitting.

Of course, from another perspective, this is indeed the case. This is not a real position.

It's just that this group of self-righteous Germans who think they are the attackers and should take control of the Russians on the opposite side to get back their position were unexpectedly intercepted by others halfway and hit by a heavy artillery rain.

Hemiplegia is fine, but what's more terrible is that the Russians don't even give you the chance to be hemiplegia. He wants you to be sent away by a more hearty and refreshing wave before you can experience the pleasure of hemiplegia.

What kind of refreshing is it?

The kind of refreshing that makes you die on the spot is personally arranged by Malashenko for a one-stop service.

Of course, if you are unwilling to retreat and insist on standing here to embarrass yourself, that is your business and will not affect what Malashenko will do next.

The German army has no intention of retreating and wants to hold on to the end. Of course, Malashenko can see it, and he will not indulge the Germans.

Holding on to the end will not give you any available steps to step down. On the contrary, if you don't retreat quickly and don't surrender at this point, there is only one final outcome: there is only one way to go over there.

"Infantry fighting vehicles cover the infantry squads, and tanks cooperate with infantry fighting vehicles to advance forward! Fire freely and push these Nazis down!"

Just like the order Malashenko issued on the radio, the leader division in the assault state quickly took out a nearly perfect infantry-tank coordination posture and began to move forward skillfully and orderly.

As the main force of holding the line and output, heavy tanks undoubtedly need to be at the forefront. The powerful 122 tank guns were the German army's worst nightmare every time they roared and fired, and the sturdy armor like the Wall of Sighs, combined with the external upgraded defense kit, almost made all the anti-tank weapons in the hands of the German army useless.

Unable to withstand and unable to fight, what was even more terrible was that behind these Russian steel Godzillas, there were even more terrifying things for infantry: the kind of "weird tanks" that gave birth to a bunch of Russians in their stomachs, and had a high-rate small-caliber machine gun instead of a tank gun on their heads.

Those German infantrymen who were suppressed in the craters and could hardly find any available shelters once they got out of the craters and were dead soon discovered in despair.

Every time the Stalin heavy tank roared and fired, it was really scary. As long as the shot was accurate enough, it was not difficult to take away a German infantry squad in an instant with a grenade.

But the long reloading time after that made the German soldiers' fear of Stalin heavy tanks become a kind of existence that can be followed and avoided in a regular way. To be honest, the German veterans who pay attention to the battlefield situation and are good at using the characteristics of the enemy's equipment are still confident that they can survive the roar of Stalin heavy tanks.

The premise is that this thing has not ridden on your face and crushed you into sausage meat. In the latter case, even the German emperor can't save you, let alone the German veterans.

But facing those Russian tanks with a small-caliber rapid-fire machine gun, not only the German recruits, but also the German veterans feel headache and difficult to deal with.

This thing has almost no reloading time and has a very fast firing rate. It is either firing continuously or turning the turret and pointing at the target, that is, preparing to continue firing.

It is obviously not the case that the firing rate of the machine gun is similar to that of a machine gun. It is far from this level.

But the problem is that this thing really fires continuously, and it can shoot straight through the permafrost layer more than half a meter thick. It is useless if you stand at the edge of the crater or even near the center of the crater or further inside. Once you are targeted, you may be shot through the permafrost layer and die in the crater, which is just the kind that saves trouble by not digging a pit to bury you.

This Russian cannon with a slow firing rate is just like an old chain saw in the hands of a lumberjack. You can say that its firing rate is as slow as the half-dead motor of an old chain saw that is about to die, but it does keep "boom boom boom" sounding, as if a chain saw killer put his working thing next to your ear to warm up and buzz.

Being killed in the crater by a single shot and having your body torn into pieces is not scary.

What is scary is that the haunting and horrible nightmare-like sound keeps lingering in your ears, and every minute and every second of waiting for death is painful, difficult, and torturous, as if it will drive people crazy.

Death is not scary, what is scary is the process of waiting for death, and the unknown fear of not knowing when you will die, or suddenly dying in the next second.

Even so, there are still German soldiers who dare to get up from the crater and try to raise their guns to fight back, just like the truth that there is no lack of war warriors on any battlefield since ancient times. Fear has never been able to conquer everyone. There will always be people who dare to face and challenge, even fear.

It’s a pity that the only thing that can be overcome by the German soldiers is the fear in their hearts, nothing else.