Chapter 2326: Long-Awaited

Chapter 2326: Waiting for a long time

"Keep the machine gun suppressed! Main gun ready! Aim at the German machine gun in front!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

Boom--

The roaring muzzle brake ejected flames and flames, and the loud noise was like thunder hitting the ears, almost making people's ears bang. Alsim, who had just led people out of the infantry fighting vehicle, covered his ears with one hand and held the AK with the other hand. He just grinned at the sound of the huge cannon at a very close distance.

"Suka! These big guys make too much noise when firing, don't get too close! Keep a proper distance from the tank!"

Letting you coordinate with the tank and infantry does not mean that you have to stick to the tank tightly and cling to the armor. You have to hold the tank tightly and don't let go. Not to mention anything else, the rear seat of the vehicle body and the strong vibration and loud noise when firing can make you feel refreshed instantly.

Alsim's loud reminder was just a subconscious reminder of "It's better to have it, but it's okay if you don't have it." This is what he should do as a company commander, and the veterans of the combat engineer battalion under him naturally know what to do now.

"Follow closely and rush up, keep the formation! Shoot down those Germans who show their heads! Shoot!"

The Iron Fist, which has long been popular among the German front-line infantry and has a huge stock, makes even super tanks with strong defenses like the is7 unsafe.

Armor can be completely immune to the tickling bombardment of the Iron Fist, but the tracks cannot. No matter how powerful the tank is, it has a fragile track as its "Achilles heel". Once the leg is broken, it is equivalent to withdrawing from the battle sequence, at least temporarily.

Not to mention the 70-ton super steel behemoth is7, which has a wider track and is more likely to be hit. The closer the distance, the more careful you have to be. It is impossible for a vehicle-mounted machine gun to respond in real time anytime and anywhere, and it is impossible to counter all the bold and reckless German infantrymen with iron fists. This naturally requires the coordination of infantry and tanks, and the infantry following closely behind to deal with and protect.

Dada Dada——

"Ugh"

"Ah!!!"

"Suka Fassis! Try this!"

A grenade was thrown accurately with the greatest force and the most appropriate oblique throwing angle, spinning and smoking as it flew into the German trench that had already entered the grenade throwing distance.

The wounded German soldier who had just been hit by a volley of AKs and swept to the ground was still breathing, spitting blood as he watched the smoking lemon grenade spinning and falling at his feet. He was panting and leaning against the trench wall, but he could no longer use any strength, and he couldn't even pick up the grenade and throw it back. The loud explosion was only in the blink of an eye.

Boom——

The flames rose up instantly, and the smoke spread everywhere.

All that was left were the indescribable debris and bloody bodies that were blown to pieces and blown up into the sky.

The combat engineers with extremely rich combat experience used all the weapons they could use, taking turns to use assault rifles and grenades, and alternately shooting at the enemy to maximize firepower.

After a round of bullets was finished and he was about to change bullets, his hand just touched the spare magazine inserted in the chest of the steel plate bulletproof vest on his chest, and the German infantry with the iron fist launcher under his armpit, ready to launch, saw that the enemy's firepower was interrupted and the opportunity had come, so he immediately got up from the trench and took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in and prepare for a sneak attack.

Alsim, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, didn't say a word, let go of the AK that he had just held tightly, and immediately reached for the pistol inserted diagonally on the chest. In a flash, he grasped the handle of the gun and pulled it, and a shot was fired as he raised his arm. The whole action was smooth and seamless, just like the black-clad assassin throwing a flying knife in a costume TV series.

Bang——

The powerful 62mm pistol bullet shot through the German soldier's helmet, and the warm blood flowed down the top of his forehead and flowed onto his chin. The whole body lost control and fell on its back with its face facing the sky and its back facing the ground, and it was only a second later that it followed.

"Is this why you put the pistol in your chest? Good shot! Beautiful!"

The squad leader who had a close relationship with Alsim and didn't care much about the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and mostly called him a brother, cheered loudly.

It was indeed different from the way most people carry pistols. Alsim, who liked to put his Tokarev tt33 in his chest, which was faster to take out and more convenient to use, just grinned.

"You've seen it all, right? Why are you still talking nonsense? Get into the trenches, let's go!"

"Go!"

The powerful and reliable Stalin heavy tanks have completed their mission and pushed the front line to the last distance in front of the German position. The Red Army soldiers who followed the tanks and pushed forward in coordination immediately picked up their weapons and rushed into the trenches that were close at hand. The assault rifles and semi-automatic rifles in their hands kept firing, and the bayonets on the guns flashed coldly and blood splashed everywhere.

The attack in front was progressing smoothly, but Malashenko, who was commanding in the back, was still waiting, waiting for something to happen in the sound of the order.

"Self-propelled artillery immediately moved forward and moved to the direct shooting range to prepare to provide fire support!"

""

Malashenko, who was holding the radio transmitter in one hand and the commander's periscope in front of him with the other hand, suddenly stopped talking.

It was not because there was nothing to say after the order was issued, but because the scene that had been waiting for finally appeared at this moment.

"Finally here, these bastards"

In the blind spot behind the village in the distance, German tanks are coming out one after another. This is the moment Malashenko has been waiting for!

"Kurbalov, the distinguished guest has arrived! Bring your men with me, including the entire guard company! Keep your distance in the offensive formation and charge with me to avenge our comrades! Ura!"

"Ura!!!"

All the officers and soldiers involved in this attack knew that this was a revenge battle for the leader's division to regain its honor, and they vowed to avenge their comrades who were attacked and sacrificed in the village of Marinovo. This was what Malashenko explained to all the officers and soldiers before the expedition. They must know why this battle was fought, and the significance of this battle will be engraved and remembered.

As soon as the German tanks moved, before they had time to join the battlefield, the Soviet tank brigade that had been waiting for a long time immediately moved at lightning speed. It was an elite heavy armored group including Malashenko and Kurbalov's is7 command vehicle, the guard company's is4 heavy tanks, and the most common basic is6 heavy tanks.

The scene of running all the way along the plain beside the village can only be described as dust flying. The scene of a large group of tanks gathering and rushing forward was far more shocking than the cavalry group charge of the previous era. It was enough to scare the German armored soldiers who had just put the battlefield in their sight and were still unprepared for this sudden situation.

"Russians! A large group of Stalin tanks are coming towards us! Prepare for battle!"