Chapter 2851 Let the Blood Stain the River Red (Part 1)

If we only talk about pouring endless bullets and splashing water, then the MG42 is indeed a very satisfying weapon.

Sulovichenko pulled the trigger and held on tightly. The 92mm bullets, like a heavy rain, with a ferocious roar like a chainsaw, immediately shot straight at the SS soldiers crossing the river on the pontoon bridge.

"Uh!!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

"Hide! Retreat and find cover! Tanks open fire to blow up the Russians' firepower points, quickly!"

Although it is right to rush to cross the pontoon bridge, it does not mean that these elite soldiers in the Waffen SS are iron fools. The SS who can be transferred to defend the core area of ​​​​Berlin are all the most loyal and fanatical militants. They know what kind of enemy they are facing, and they know what to do on the battlefield, such as now.

As soon as several SS soldiers who were conducting fire reconnaissance were shot and fell into the water, the other SS soldiers who followed them immediately dispersed on the spot, hiding on the trash cans, concrete blocks, truck wreckage and other obstacles that could be used by the ferry, and immediately called for support from the steel behemoths around them that were not far away.

"131, 132, bombard the Russians' firepower points! Leave the tanks to us, action!"

"Disperse! 113 go to the east to flank the Russians, 121 follow me!"

"Got it!"

The SS armored company commander who was riding in his command Tiger King gave the order, and the other Tiger Kings and Panzer IVs that followed him and obeyed the demolition immediately moved.

The clumsy and slow-reacting Jagdtiger was no longer suitable for the current battle, at least not before the Russians' monster-like super-heavy tanks were killed.

The Jagdtiger, which is clumsy and heavy, and has no turret, means it has no human rights. If it shows up now, it will only become a target for the Russians to brush up their records. There is no other possibility.

Several SS tanks scattered on the spot did not attack head-on, but relied on the buildings on the river bank for concealment, maneuvered at the fastest speed in the blind spot of the IS7 on the opposite side of the river, and tried to go around to the other side of the building area to wait for an opportunity to fire and attack from the side. Several SS tanks that acted separately soon disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it! The Nazis are gone, comrade commander! I can't find them!"

"Calm down! They are running around in a place we can't see, don't think they ran away!"

"Driver, back up! Don't expose our two wings completely, find a house to at least block one side!"

"Got it!"

The Nazi tanks on the opposite side are moving, and if the IS7 does nothing and stays here, wouldn't it be like a turtle?

The IS7, which has the "luxury supreme" mobility, not only moves forward as fast as lightning, but also reverses quickly. The excellent reversing speed is a fine tradition of the Stalin heavy tank family.

The IS7 here is reversing in full reverse gear, preparing to retreat behind the nearest building to at least hide its weakness on one side.

The SS soldiers behind a row of houses across the river, who were throttled and maneuvering around the side with all their strength, also found something strange. The momentary scene seen through the gap between the houses was enough to determine the enemy's tactical intentions.

"The Russians are reversing! They are retreating!"

"Then forget about them! Let them retreat, load grenades and prepare to bombard the buildings to support the infantry!"

"Loading!"

The two IS7s fighting with fewer people will inevitably choose to retreat. This is a measure that must be taken when facing an advantage in the number of enemy tanks. Otherwise, waiting to be shot through the side armor is almost a foreseeable outcome. No matter how strong the IS7 is, it is not so strong that even the lateral defense is purely invincible.

The elite tank crew of the Leader Division is very clear about their weaknesses. Of course, the SS on the opposite side also knows how to make good use of their advantages to effectively restrain the enemy's weaknesses, such as now.

If the enemy does not retreat, then wait to be attacked from the side. If they retreat, it will be even better. It will be free to bombard the building. Anyway, the ultimate goal is to support the infantry.

"Stop! This is it, aim at the leftmost balcony window on the third floor! Gunners ready!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

Boom--

The power of the long 88 gun is already good, and the power after changing to the long 105 gun will definitely be greater.

When he saw that his own IS7 chose to retreat tactically, Sulovichenko, who had already sensed that the situation was not good, moved quickly and moved quickly. After all, only a fool would hold a machine gun and shoot to death in one position without even moving.

Just as Sulovchenko put away the bipod of the MG42, rolled up the ammunition belt with one hand and ran out of the room with the gun in the other hand, the 105mm grenade fired by the Tiger King, which had just stopped on the river bank, had already followed Sulovchenko's footsteps.

Boom--

Swoosh--

"Suka!!!"

At the moment when the explosion sounded, Sulovchenko's mind was blank, and he only cursed subconsciously.

As for the physical feeling, there was only the huge back push and scorching air wave that suddenly hit him from behind, which swept his whole body and flew straight out.

"Comrade Lian! Comrade Lian!!! Are you okay? Stand up quickly, we have to leave here! Quick!"

The ammunition carrier, who was carrying two heavy boxes of MG42 ammunition belts and an extra belt around his neck, retreated earlier than Sulovchenko.

Not long after he ran out along the corridor, a huge explosion followed.

The ammunition handler, who didn't care about the tinnitus and dizziness, looked back subconsciously, only to find that Deputy Comrade Lian had been knocked to the ground by the explosion, and the MG42 in his hand was thrown far away. He looked like he fell to the ground face-first.

"You are bleeding! Deputy Comrade Lian, your arm is bleeding!"

"Ahem! Don't worry about that, it's just a scrape from the shrapnel, no bone hurt, keep going! Quick! This place is targeted by the Nazis!"

"Understood!"

The ammunition handler, who was occupied by both hands, used his elbows as a boost and hurriedly stood up. Sulovichenko, who did not forget to pick up the MG42 that fell to the ground, had just run a short distance with his partner when the expected and expected bad situation hit him again.

Boom——

"Damn Suka! Are these Nazis going to stop? They really want to kill me!"

The Tiger King, which had made a hole in the wall with one shot, did not stop, and quickly loaded the second selected grenade with the extremely fast loading speed of the semi-automatic loader.

The SS gunner fired at the same target again, and then sent the supplementary artillery to Sulovchenko.

Feeling the terrifying shock wave in the corridor like a ground rolling dragon, Sulovchenko, whose heartbeat had accelerated to the speed of a machine gun, did not care about the fear, and had no time to think about what would happen if he was two steps slower.

Using the force of running forward, he knocked the door open with his shoulder, but he stumbled in a hurry.

"It's here! Get ready! The SS bastards are going to cross the river!"