Chapter 535: Dogs Also Have Different Breeds

The powerful tank explosion not only killed five German armored vehicle crew members, but also swept away a SDKFZ251 half-track vehicle just a few meters behind the tank with hot armor fragments and shell fragments like a metal storm.

The 251 half-track vehicle, which was loaded with a squad of German infantry, was originally intended to mechanized and coordinated to attack and take down the Soviet defense line, but it never expected to encounter this sudden tank encounter in front of the position and be affected.

The 251 half-track vehicle, with the thickest armor of only 15 mm, was barely able to block rifle and submachine gun bullets, but it seemed weak and helpless when facing large pieces of armor fragments flying at a speed of up to 1,000 meters per second.

The sharp armor fragments pierced through the weak side armor of the 251 half-track vehicle and poured into the crew compartment. The entire squad of German soldiers sitting in the compartment were killed before they could react.

The body was cut in half by the large armor fragments that hit it at high speed, and the upper body that fell in the compartment screamed and wailed, making the eardrums of everyone else tremble with fear.

The lower body that was still sitting in the seat did not react at all, but the long string of bloody intestines and broken human organs that drooped straight down was enough to make anyone who saw this scene for the first time vomit instantly.

The few German soldiers who survived by chance did not dare to stay in the car any longer. Who knows what will happen if they continue to fight like this? They immediately kicked open the rear hatch of the car and jumped out of the car like a refugee, shouting and screaming, and hurriedly sought the nearest cover.

There was no time to carefully check the half-track vehicle from which a group of German infantrymen jumped out like mice giving birth. What happened?

Iushkin, who had successfully killed a German tank with one shot, quickly turned the turret steering handle in his hand based on his memory from a few seconds ago, and aimed the black muzzle at another Type 3 tank that was maneuvering at a speed of about 20 kilometers per hour.

"Good armor-piercing bullets!"

"Give Hitler my regards, Nazi!"

Boom--

After a roar of fire, another German Type 3 tank was blown into a steel crematorium.

These German tanks, which were fully loaded with ammunition in order to capture the Soviet positions in a protracted tug-of-war, have now become their own graves. The full gasoline and fully loaded chassis ammunition racks are enough to restore these German tanks with fragile armor to their assembled settings. The 85mm capped armor-piercing grenades with a full charge will definitely explode as long as they penetrate the armor without any ambiguity.

Two tanks were blown into the sky by the same Soviet heavy tank in the same twelve seconds. Even if the captain who commanded the German armored unit was a bit stupid, he could see how terrible his opponent was. The teamwork skills reflected in this aspect were far beyond the opponents he had encountered before.

The German captain, who realized that he might have hit a wall, suddenly hesitated.

This time, he only brought two companies of tanks and two mechanized infantry companies equipped with half-track vehicles for the exploratory attack. The main purpose was to test how the Soviet defense positions were deployed and conduct fire reconnaissance.

If the Soviet defense position was weak and conditions allowed, he would attack the position with mechanized infantry in one go. On the contrary, if the firepower was too strong and the Soviet resistance was fierce, he would retreat immediately to prepare for the next wave of attacks. The reason why he only brought two mechanized infantry companies equipped with 251 half-track vehicles and did not bring more infantry to accompany the attack was for the convenience of mobility.

Thinking of what he heard last night about a fully staffed armored regiment that was likely to be annihilated by the Russians in the village, the German captain, who just smiled and didn't take it seriously, just regarded it as a panic rumor.

But combined with the current situation, he instantly felt a chill on his spine and became more and more scared the more he thought about it.

There was a frontline commander nicknamed "Iron Butcher" in the Russian armored forces. In last year's winter offensive, he killed the elite Great German Infantry Regiment and fled all the way south. This battlefield legend that spread rapidly throughout the army like a plague was also very clear to the German captain.

"Could it be him!? I won't be so unlucky??"

The German captain, who was almost asking himself in a trembling whisper, didn't realize that the Soviet armored forces that he had looked down on in the past had now become a completely reversed existence that made him feel terrified just by hearing the name.

The Russians' names were long and difficult to pronounce, so he could never remember them. The German captain, blinking his eyes and sweating, could only barely recall the nickname "Iron Butcher".

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was wrong, and the more he dared not think about it further.

The German captain kept giving himself the psychological hint that his opponent was the notorious Iron Butcher. He was trying to scare himself, but he never thought that he had guessed the right answer. He could no longer bear the huge psychological pressure. After several tanks were destroyed by the Soviet army in a few seconds of his mind full of random thoughts, he finally pressed the throat sounder again and spoke to his crews.

"All crews! Retreat! Retreat to the starting position! We have encountered the main force of the Russians, retreat quickly!"

The captain's scream was like the Black Death plague, instantly spreading throughout the entire radio communication channel and ringing in his ears.

The one-minute contact battle has made these German armored soldiers realize that the opponent they are facing is not something they can deal with at present. The only feasible solution is to retreat in the face of the direct fire of the main guns of Russian tanks.

Fortunately, the muddy off-road roads in the low-lying areas around the village seem to have caused a lot of trouble for these Russian steel behemoths with amazing tonnage.

The steel tracks that cling to the mud on the ground are still annoyingly slow even at full speed. Malashenko, who feels like sitting in a stroller, is so angry that he really wants to curse. In the end, he can only watch those German tanks with good mobility disappear at the end of his sight soon.

"Assholes! These Germans run away when they can't win. What kind of soldiers are they!"

"They are Hitler's running dogs, not soldiers, Iushkin, you have to understand this."

Iushkin, who was flushed by the driver Seryosha, was speechless for a while, and it took a long time for him to say something to save his face.

"They are Hitler's running dogs. What are those SS bastards?"

"Dogs are divided into different breeds. Do you want me to introduce you to the worst breed?"

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