Chapter 2271 Moment of Destruction (Part 2)

Chapter 2276 Moment of Destruction (Part 2)

When a total of 24 rounds of 310mm "Andlyusa" rockets roared towards them, the air force field troops lingering in the armored train carriages were still shooting wildly. The heavily armored carriages were protected by tanks. Cannons, mortars, heavy machine guns, small-caliber high-level and flat dual-purpose machine guns and even rocket launchers are all available, and they are armed to the teeth.

For a moment, he was extremely arrogant and fired with all his might, which could be called crazy. It just happened to be in line with the classic old saying, "If God wants to destroy people, he must first make them crazy."

It's a pity that there is no God in this place now. Instead, there is "Prince Ma" Malashenko, who has stained the blood and lives of at least 200,000 to 300,000 soldiers.

Then just change that sentence and change it to our leader's version. Damn the Western gods, we Bolsheviks don't believe this nonsense.

"If Lord Ma wants to destroy Degun, he must first make him crazy!"

Boom boom boom——

Boom—Boom—

If the three TOS-1s lined up in a row and firing half-box salvos were already like a storm on the Flame Mountain, then the sound of 24 rounds of 310mm heavy-duty rockets hitting the target is a complete flame. The mountain erupted.

The shooting accuracy of the TOS-1, which only has a simple low-magnification optical sight, can only be said to be better than the naked eye machine sight, that's all. In addition, the huge recoil of continuous fire when this thing is fired can even shoot the gun even after the turret is removed. The IS2 body chassis weighing more than 30 tons was shaking and shaking like a baby rocker.

There was no shooting accuracy in the first place, and with such a random flick, the Andryusha rockets fired in succession were not accurate at all, and they rained down instantly on the platform and on the rails like rain. In a large area, it is still enough for those German armored trains that are as smelly and hard as stones in a latrine to drink a pot.

Freight cars, crew cars, flatbed cars, and those heavily armored armed cars.

Almost no carriage in the entire train survived. The three TOS-1s that strictly controlled the fire coverage avoided the waste of firepower caused by excessive concentration of fire. They were each responsible for a fan-shaped launch area and perfectly connected, firing all 24 rockets. The bullets and rain fell on the top of the head of Degun, who knew nothing about strength.

Huge and frightening explosions occurred one after another, and impacts that could lift the entire train into the air came one after another.

There are almost no words that can accurately describe the scene under the platform and on the railway track at this moment. If you insist on saying it, that ghost place is like an exploding space and a place of blazing fire at this moment.

Regardless of what can be exploded or what cannot be exploded, what can be burned, or what cannot be burned, everything visible to the naked eye is exploding and burning. It is blown up into the air by the shock wave, then falls heavily, and then continues to explode and burn. , and then was lifted up into the air with billowing smoke and scalding flames, and it continued back and forth like an infinite loop, forever moving.

"Oh my god, what kind of power is this thing!? Even after watching it for the second time, I am still shocked, really shocked! Sukabulet's shock!"

"I'm glad this thing was invented by Comrade Senior and not by those naughty people. I can't imagine what it would be like if we were hit on the top by this thing."

"This is simply a land bomber, comrade commander! A bomb ejector? An explosive magazine thrower? Whatever, that's what I want to express anyway. This power is too scary!"

The comrades in the car marveled at this horrifying scene and its power to scare people to the point of peeing. They all sighed in shock.

As the other party between the two parties, what do you think?

If you want to ask those guys who were bombed by the straight ball, I'm sorry, they don't have any ideas. The system defaults to good reviews. They were so damn crushed that no trace of struggle was left, and they still had an idea.

As for the other group of German sticks, that is, from the relatively commanding heights in the waiting hall, they can see the scene happening under the platform and on the railway tracks. The feelings in their hearts and the thoughts in their minds are not just "five flavors". "Miscellaneous" is all that can be described.

"Then what is that? What the hell is that??? Are the Russians using trebuchets to drop aerial bombs???"

"It's over, we're dead! It's us next! The Russians will use that thing to raze this damn place to the ground! It must be the same thing that destroyed the dispatch building before! It's so crazy!"

"Crazy, crazy! Those Russians are crazy! They will destroy us mercilessly, leaving no one alive. This is not what I am a soldier for!"

The torrents of flames and explosions came and went as quickly as they came.

Although for a moment, it was as if the world had paused and time had stopped flowing, with only explosions, impacts, rolling flames and death constantly moving, but it all finally settled after the aftermath of the fire.

There is nothing left under the platform or on the rails that originally existed here, only hot steel remains and twisted and shriveled bodies scattered everywhere.

Everything was completely destroyed, and the heavily armed armored train carriages were directly restored to their original parts.

The rocket launcher mount, the barrel of the tank turret, the 20mm machine gun barrel that was twisted into a twist by the explosion, and even the coal-fired boiler that was blown out directly from the front of the locomotive.

In this pile of hot, smoking steel debris and industrial waste, you can't even find evidence that carbon-based organisms existed. The tools created by humans are far more tenacious than the flesh and blood of their creators.

The two German trains parked on the rails were almost wiped out in one wave. The remaining German soldiers in the waiting hall, shocked by the terrifying destructive power, even forgot for a moment, or didn't know whether to continue fighting, and didn't notice that a new Soviet army had just joined the battlefield from the west.

"Listen up, Nazi remnants lingering in the waiting hall!"

"What?!"

Most of the remaining German soldiers in the waiting hall who were still immersed in shock and fear had not yet come to their senses, and a voice that was obviously authentic German with the blessing of electronic loudspeakers had already come, resounding across the entire sky above the battlefield. That was the direction of the Soviet reinforcements that had just arrived in the west.

"What lies before you is the fate of going against the Leader Division! The only result of being stubborn is destruction! I am the commander of the Leader Division, the iron butcher Malashenko who can scare you to sleep at night!"

"Remember my name! Put down your weapons and come out to surrender immediately. I promise to give you basic prisoner treatment. This is your last chance! Think about it for three minutes. Don't try to delay or escape. The station is full of Red Army soldiers. As long as I give an order, this waiting room will become your grave! The countdown starts now. 180 seconds. Count on your fingers!"