Chapter 2416: The Land of Blood (Part 1)

"Charge forward! Quick, destroy those naughty Britts!"

"Machine gun cover!"

"Watch out! Grenade!"

The weak and incompetent anti-tank firepower of the German army did not pose much hindrance to the leader division's frontal assault. The solid and strong frontal armor made the leader division's first assault array, the vanguard of the assault group composed of Stalin heavy tanks, It has become a real wall of sighs. Even if the German army uses all its firepower, it is still rampant and unstoppable.

Anti-tank missiles make fire, anti-tank cannons make a sound when fired, Panzerfaust and tank killers leave a bloody black stain when fired, and those anti-tank rifles cobbled together can only be said to be "better than nothing". It's even more like scraping.

Those rampaging Russian armored groups endured crazy direct fire all the way and reached the front of the German formation without any obstruction. After getting close enough, they immediately began direct-aimed artillery bombardment and heavy firepower strikes.

German anti-tank weapons that had been exposed due to early firing were quickly removed, especially those fixed-deployed anti-tank guns that could not be moved but were a considerable threat. Priority was given to them.

These fragile and unprotected anti-tank guns had no chance to resist, struggle, or even survive in the face of 122mm grenades.

There is no need for a direct hit. It will explode from a distance of more than ten meters or even twenty or thirty meters, and the high-speed fragments scattered in all directions can instantly sweep the densely packed German anti-tank gun crew into a sieve and tear it into a bloody pulp. The state was scattered all over the floor, and there were many people who were even cut in half and beheaded by large pieces of high-speed fragments.

Some German anti-tank gun positions have been reinforced, and a seemingly acceptable defense has been built with earthwork bunkers in front of the gun positions.

But to be honest, this level of defense can only be used to block small cannons such as SU-76 and SU-85. In the face of Soviet heavy artillery with a starting caliber of 122 mm, there is no difference between having this thing and not having it.

If you want to insist that there is any difference, then the only difference may be that a bombardment would have blown you into pieces. With this thing blocking you, it may make you more intact and leave a relatively complete corpse. As for Don't even think about surviving. You can't even stay behind the reinforced concrete gun emplacement. The overpressure impact caused by the explosion of a large-caliber grenade will instantly crush the internal organs of any close-range creature into debris.

Heavy tanks and self-propelled artillery are doing their best to suppress the fixed heavy firepower points on the enemy's position, and the BMP-43 infantry fighting vehicles following our own tanks are not idle either. Their 25mm cannons are firing at full speed and are heading towards those operating machine guns. There was stubborn resistance and the German soldiers running around on the position opened fire wildly.

The intensity of the firepower is staggering. The crimson high-explosive fragmentation tracer bullets are like death whips that take human lives. The black-robed skeleton Death is holding it tightly in his hands and waving it around, laughing ferociously. The tracer bullets are within reach. Everywhere was covered with scarlet flesh and broken bones.

"The Russians are rushing in! They're rushing in and uhhhhhhh!!!"

Before he could finish his words, there was a "William scream". Seeing the enemy rushing into the position and loudly warning his comrades, the German soldiers had no time to dodge, or even the slightest awareness that, without any warning, the German soldiers Both legs were split horizontally by a 25mm tracer armor-piercing stray bullet.

The two thighs that had lost the connection between bones and muscles fell to the ground on the spot, and the upper body without support also fell on the spot like a broken rag doll. Only the half-German soldiers who were unaware of the pain were still there. Howling and screaming heart-breakingly.

"Legs! My legs, please save me!"

The Russian 25mm machine gun magazine contains not only high-explosive shells, but also tracer armor-piercing shells mixed in a ratio of 1:3.

Nothing else, but sometimes when launching direct-aimed fire at an enemy guarding a strong bunker, it is difficult for pure high-explosive projectiles to break through walls or armored defenses. If there is an armor-piercing projectile opening the way in front, the strike effect will be It will be much better, so this new universal magazine specially designed for the BMP-43 infantry fighting vehicle will have armor-piercing bullets mixed in it and loaded into the chamber.

It's just that you can't predict all the situations on the battlefield, and it's impossible to accurately say that the weapon you design will play its due combat effectiveness on the corresponding enemy target in the direction you expected.

For example, if this armor-piercing bullet, which was originally designed to break defenses, hit a person as a stray bullet, it would not have the expected impact effect when it was originally designed.

The vitality and desire to survive of half the German soldier whose legs were cut horizontally were so tenacious.

Even though he was in severe pain and his life force was rapidly draining, he still struggled to crawl on the ground with both hands. The two severed legs behind him were dragged on the ground, leaving two long blood stains, hideous and terrifying, and he kept shouting. Comrades who must have been nearby came out to save his life.

"Who will save me, come and save me! Medic, where is the medic?"

"Save your mother, save Britt!"

Poof——

The sharp bayonet pierced from the blind spot behind his back instantly pierced the entire chest. The sharp blade was sent with such force that it had completely pierced the chest of the German soldier and sank into the ground. Blood was flowing from it. The wound flowed down the river and stained the sharp edge red.

"Damn it! Bah!"

Puff——

Another sudden force from both arms pulled out the bayonet stuck between the ribs. The originally shiny silver blade has now turned into a scarlet blade, with liquid still flowing on the edge.

The combat engineer, who had no time to wipe it and didn't care about the dead soul under the knife, just spat at the half corpse, picked up the AK that had just killed the enemy and continued to charge forward.

The collision between the steel body and the solid position is only a prelude after all. This spider web-like defense position and various trenches, communication trenches, and foxholes that are connected in all directions and crisscrossed will eventually rely on the infantry to gnaw and take them down one by one with heavy firepower support.

This scene is just as Malashenko predicted earlier on the high ground.

Today, the high ground in front of us will surely be a river of blood.

"Frontline commandos, report to me, what's the situation in the position!?"

Because they were in the tank, they had no idea about the infantry fighting situation in the trenches on the front line, and could only judge whether the attack was going smoothly by the approximate direction of the crossfire line.

Malashenko, who was in urgent need of the latest battle report, picked up the radio and shouted to send a message. A BMP43 infantry fighting vehicle, which was at the front line, approached and accompanied the infantry charge, and served as a frontline communication node, quickly sent back a report.