Chapter 2879 Bridge Hell

The IS7 heavy tanks that roared and roared across the bridge soon broke free from the shackles that bound their bodies in the darkness, and fully revealed their huge bodies to the SS soldiers on the bridgehead on the opposite bank.

Kulbarov's command vehicle took the lead, holding a huge mine-clearing shovel and pushing down the bridge to the bridgehead where Sulovchenko and his party were stationed.

At this moment, the SS was still in a state of gathering and attacking. The troops and equipment of the brigade were constantly pouring in from the rear and coming to reinforce, vowing to recapture the bridgehead that had just been lost.

King Tiger, three-gun, and the No. 4 to make up the numbers.

The SS assembled all the armored forces that could be assembled to counterattack. Just from this formation, it can be seen that they were really anxious.

But it is true that cheering up and going all out is a necessary condition for victory in the battle, but it is not a condition that will inevitably lead to this result.

Although the SS troops on the bridgehead had gone all out for the victory that seemed within reach, and had assembled all the troops they could muster to attack with all their might, the IS7 heavy tanks that had just cleared the obstacles on the Moltke Bridge and roared down the bridge did not agree with this.

"High-explosive shells are good!"

"Aimed!"

"Okay, fire!"

Boom--

A violent muzzle storm dominated the battlefield, and suddenly a flash of fire appeared in the thick darkness. The 130mm high-explosive projectile roared out from the huge muzzle brake and rushed straight towards the enemy.

Under the shock of the IS7 that suddenly tore through the darkness and appeared with a roar, before the SS troops who had not yet recovered could react, a huge explosion had already exploded in the crowd.

Boom——

The 130mm naval gun's grenades are powerful. Although the caliber is only 8mm larger than the army's 122mm field gun, the actual destructive power caused by the explosion is far beyond the army's firepower.

The large amount of fragments produced by the explosion swept down a considerable number of SS soldiers who were approaching and had no time to evade.

Although the visibility was limited and not very clear in the middle of the night, the flames produced by the explosion instantly saw multiple humanoid objects. Kurbalov, who was rolling and flying in the flames of the explosion, still couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"Good! Ha La Shao! Ha La Shao! Beautiful shot!"

According to Kurbalov's visual judgment, the number of SS soldiers blown away by this shot was at least in the double digits.

Such a good result was mainly due to the SS soldiers themselves.

If it weren't for the fact that these people were desperate and wanted to recapture the bridgehead quickly, they would have gathered a force density that shouldn't be so dense on the offensive line, in an attempt to forcibly increase the efficiency of the attack.

According to Kurbalov's estimation, the number of SS soldiers that could actually be killed by this shot would be at most a single digit.

"The minesweeping work is progressing smoothly! We have cleared the obstacles on the bridge surface and the offensive path has been opened."

The principle of good things coming in pairs applies to many occasions. For example, Kurbalov, who was excited and happy about the multiple SS soldiers just now, received a report from behind.

"Let the infantry and fighting vehicles cross the bridge quickly! Send the infantry units, and the tanks that have crossed the bridge will gather to me and prepare for the battle!"

The first task is to send the infantry across the bridge quickly. The defense with only tanks but no infantry is not systematic and it is difficult to gain a foothold.

Even if the SS dregs were temporarily defeated, they would soon come back, and it would be even more difficult to deal with them. The suddenness of our attack always has a time limit.

As soon as the additional order from Kulbarov was issued, a large number of BMP43 infantry fighting vehicles on standby on the other side of the bridgehead immediately moved.

The speed of the accelerator was no slower than that of the IS7 heavy tanks that had just crossed the bridge and opened up the attack channel. The mechanized infantry loaded with vehicles rushed to the scene.

The attack channel that had been cleared of obstacles by the IS7 "bulldozers" equipped with minesweepers had become unobstructed at this moment.

Those anti-infantry and anti-tank mines that were originally scattered on the bridge deck with extremely high density have now become useless. Most of them have been pushed to both sides of the attack channel and can no longer play their due role.

The IS7s roaring into the battlefield on the bridgehead were roaring and firing, and the BMP43 infantry fighting vehicles on the bridge were running all the way.

Who could have expected such a horrific scene? Those SS infantrymen who were shocked and blown up by a few 130 shells were almost dumbfounded.

"Damn it! The Russians are transporting heavy armored troops across the bridge. We need support, hurry up! Immediately!"

The night is not a time for large-scale heavy armored groups to face each other and fight close to each other, not to mention that this is not a field battlefield with ample space for maneuvering, but a field battlefield with ruins and obstacles everywhere.

The extremely limited visibility means that the bulldozers IS7 that drove down the bridge and stopped at the bridgehead to enter a combat posture to hold their positions can only fire at German targets within the field of vision to prevent their offensive from approaching the positions.

As for the targets at a longer distance, those that were approaching in the darkness, at least tonight, with no bright moon in the sky, it was impossible to conduct effective shooting.

This should have been a battle that took advantage of the accuracy and effective range of tank guns, but due to objective factors, it turned into a close-range armored confrontation with main guns and bayonets.

"Enemy tanks are approaching! At one o'clock, three hundred meters away!"

"Received! Loading armor-piercing shells, hurry up!"

"Yes! Loading!!!!"

The IS7s stationed at the bridgehead and used as fixed anti-tank gun bunkers were the first to discover the abnormality. The sub-caliber armor-piercing shells stuffed into the gun barrels and loaded and ready to be fired were the weapons they relied on.

At the same time, the group of SS tanks on the opposite side that had just torn through the darkness were not fuel-saving lamps.

Its priority target was not even the IS7 heavy tanks that were obviously threatening, but the bridge deck of the Moltke Bridge behind the IS7, which was rushing to pass a large number of mechanized troops.

"Load armor-piercing shells!"

"Target the Russian armored vehicles on the bridge!"

"Armor-piercing shells are ready!"

"Fire!"

Boom--

The IS7, which had just finished bombarding the infantry and suppressed the enemy's offensive momentum, was loading armor-piercing shells, while a Tiger King carrying a 105 upgraded tank gun on the opposite side, with the blessing of a semi-automatic loader that was also famous for its speed, had already stopped and fired while ensuring accuracy.

Swoosh--

Ding--

Boom--

A huge explosion accompanied by the sound of twisted and deformed metal tearing suddenly came into his ears. Knowing what was happening behind him, Kulbarov gritted his teeth and just held the radio transmitter in his hand while giving orders again.

"Don't stop the infantry fighting vehicle squad! Hurry up and cross the bridge! All tanks that have crossed the bridge, listen to my orders, concentrate firepower on enemy armored targets! Give priority to heavy tanks, open fire!!!"