Chapter 788: A Cut Above the Rest
The distance of more than 300 meters but less than 400 meters is neither long nor short. The time for two rounds of firing and reloading is enough to do many things.
For example, Lavrinenko led several KV1s to overtake at high speed and overtook Malashenko who was driving slowly.
"Damn it! Damn Russians! All the attention was attracted by this car. We were fooled!"
The first car deliberately acted as a lone hero to force attention. Is this a conspiracy of those Russians? At this time when the situation is urgent, we can only blindly guess and complain with curses.
Originally, a steel monster was rampaging in the street, but now it has become four cars in a row.
It is very appropriate to describe the scene in front of us by using the situation of floods flowing downstream when the dam breaks. If we don't block this gap, the German army will undoubtedly face a disaster. Being attacked by infantry and tanks from both ends and having no defensive positions to rely on is a fool.
"Fire, fire, fire quickly! All the crews near the street corner turn their turrets around and block those Russians! Quick!"
At this point, it was impossible to give orders in an unusually calm and composed tone. The slightly panicked voice instantly spread to all the German crews in combat in the form of radio waves. It was impossible for the German armored soldiers who heard this extremely fast command to say that they were not affected in the slightest.
"Those Russians are still nearly 300 meters away, and there are still 100 meters left to the street corner! Destroy them all at the street corner, and the Russians behind will not be able to rush over!"
Indeed, if the leading heavy tanks of the First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment were all destroyed at the street corner, then the German army would indeed have a chance to save its fate. The German commander who was so nervous that cold sweat flowed from his temples to his chin was not daydreaming.
But one obvious problem that the German side did not know was that
In the First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment, which was complained by Malashenko as the "First Guards Medium Tank Breakthrough Regiment", where did the T34 medium tanks, which accounted for more than 70% of the number of medium tanks, go?
The commander of the German armored forces, who saw Russian heavy tanks everywhere, was completely unaware of this strange situation. Of course, as the intelligence gap deliberately exploited by Malashenko, it was within the scope of the plan that the commander of the Germans on the opposite side knew nothing about it. The pigs in the slaughterhouse will not feel the approach of death until the guillotine cuts the neck and screams.
Of course, it was too late at this time.
"Car No. 107 calls! There is another large group of Russian T34s in front of me, ah! Damn, there are too many of them..."
Boom——
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"107! Answer me, 107! Damn it, what happened!?"
Unable to tolerate the incomprehensible and brutal situations that happened one after another in just half a minute, the commander of the German armored forces, with a terrible curse on his mouth, opened the hatch of the commander's tower above his head, and leaned his upper body out directly, regardless of the danger of life in the flying gunfire, so as to get a better view and instantly see all the truth of the battlefield.
But sometimes, the less people know, the better
The more you know, the more you struggle and suffer in the abyss of fear before death comes, that's all
The large group of T34 medium tanks rushing over from the southeast, at this moment, in the eyes of the German armored forces commander with eyes wide open and shock as big as cowbells, is simply ten thousand times more terrifying than the scene in the Berlin Zoo when all the cages were suddenly unlocked during the weekend visit peak, and a large number of tigers and lions rushed out and pounced on the crowd.
"We were really fooled! Damn Ivan!!!"
"I won't fool you, Hans! I'll write the word 'horse' backwards, damn you!"
Yes, just as the German commander was most worried, everything that happened before his eyes was the result of Malashenko's plan.
A "group" of Russian heavy tanks rushed out of the ruins in the street in front of him. The narrow street blocked by the ruins would intensify the strong mental oppression brought by the charge of several heavy tanks. After bringing a few T34s to form two companies of tanks, it looked more visually deceptive.
"This is just a trick of the Russians. What's in front of us is just a feint to attract attention. The real main force is outflanking and poking us to cut off our retreat!"
The truth is so simple, but Malashenko dared to bet that the commander of the opposite Hans would never see through this simple fact and say such a thing in less than two minutes at most.
As long as the real tactical intention can be concealed and survive this time, victory will be yours!
With far better mobility than heavy tanks, the medium tanks can rush out at the most critical moment to scare the Germans to death, rushing straight into the Germans' soft spots and giving them a fatal blow.
If this is the case, it will not be in vain for Malashenko to personally lead people to attract attention and conduct tactical deception and risk his life. It will all be worth it.
"Do you think I will squeeze all the tanks of a regiment on a street like a bunch of turtles? What do you want? Damn Germans."
The hand-cranked steering gear was not fast enough, and could not even keep up with the rampaging speed of the T34 tanks that had already rushed into the 100-meter range at full power. The chaos that spread like a prairie wildfire and plague soon fell on the heads of the German armored forces.
"Russians! God, there are Russian T34s everywhere! Too many, there are at least 30 or 40 of them! Stop them!"
"Load, load, load quickly! The Russians are coming!"
"Can't penetrate, damn it! Another shot!"
What a scene it is when a group of bison rush into a glass shop with a dark red sign and paint, and what a scene it is when more than 30 T34s rush in the center of the German armored forces.
The truth that misfortunes never come singly can be applied anywhere in the world. Farting and hitting the heels is the final fate of the commander of the German armored forces who went out this morning without checking the almanac.
The group of T34s that had been stabbed into the belly had not been dealt with yet, and a large group of heavy steel monsters led by the strange-looking Russian heavy tank that could not be penetrated had already rushed out of the street.
"Aim at the leading Long No. 4! Smash it, Iushkin!"