Chapter 1518 Chickens?

"For the past two days, the Germans haven't moved." Kalinin, on the outskirts of the city, in the trenches, eating canned beef from the United States, Hayasi said.

"The Germans are definitely looking for a way to crack our anti-tank weapons. They don't know that this period of time is enough time for us to set up our defense lines." Collett said: "This time if the Germans continue to Come up, we let them have a bigger loss."

The last time they just entered the position in a hurry, their battle was brutal, and the anti-tank group that went out had huge casualties.

In the past two days, they have started engineering operations. In front of the position, they have constructed countless traffic trenches and anti-tank positions. Usually the anti-tank teams stay behind. Once the Germans start to move, they will be dispatched immediately. Run through the traffic trench to the preset anti-tank position in front, hit and run, and definitely stay more.

This can not only improve the efficiency of the anti-tank, but also reduce the casualties of one's own side.

Now, in the trenches, the two were chatting while eating breakfast, and at this moment, a rumbling sound came from the ground again.

Are the Germans going to attack again?

Hayasi stuck his head out and quickly looked into the distance with his binoculars, only to see black smoke rising from the opposite German position, apparently a tank unit was moving towards this side.

"Quick, get into position, anti-tank team, pick up your equipment, and bravely take to the battlefield!"

A famous soldier, carrying a bazooka and a rocket on his back, ran forward along the traffic trench. Because of their short stature, they didn't have to worry about being discovered by the opposite side.

"The Germans are coming!" At this time, Lieutenant Greevich also hurried over: "Two, the command hopes that we can hit the German tank units again."

Lieutenant Greevich is fluent in English and has served as a liaison until now.

At this time, in the trenches here, the yellow-skinned Nissi in American uniforms fought side by side with tall Soviets in Soviet uniforms. After the first battle last time, they quickly forged a deep bond. friendship.

After the coordination of Moscow, the United States urgently dispatched a batch of rocket launchers and shipped them to the Soviet Union again. However, before that, because the number of rocket launchers was small and the Soviet soldiers were not trained, they were still operated by soldiers of the 442nd regiment.

The Germans are coming up and they are bound to be hit head-on again!

"Don't worry," Collett said. "We are fully prepared this time, and we must make the Germans suffer even more losses."

"Captain, it's a little strange to come up this time!" Hayasi carefully adjusted his high-powered military telescope and said to Collett: "Those German tanks are like chicken farms."

Yes, it is like a chicken farm. Outside the German tank body, there is a circle of fence-like things. Those things are so dense that the entire tank has become a chicken farm.

On the turret, there is also a circle of this equipment around. When he saw this kind of thing, Collett was also taken aback.

"Are they Molotov cocktails to guard against us?"

A side effect of the grille armor is to deal with the incendiary bottle. When the incendiary bottle comes flying, it just hits the outside and burns, and it will not affect the car body inside. It looks like a magic trick. any danger.

For Soviet infantry, the Molotov cocktail was still an effective weapon against tanks, and now, Collett thinks so.

Second Lieutenant Greevich's face changed drastically. After all, the Germans are cunning. The new trick they came up with is definitely not to deal with some kind of Molotov cocktail, is it to deal with their own new weapons?

Just got an effective individual anti-tank weapon, can't let this weapon fail again!

Not many people came, but there was only a triangular tank queue. This queue was filled with Panther 3 tanks. There seemed to be nothing special except that a layer of fence was added outside.

At this time, in one of the leading tanks, the battalion commander Westhagen was in a special mood. Last time, they were defeated by a special weapon that the Soviets suddenly appeared. Of course, this will not discourage them. After searching for a new weapon against the Soviets, news came from Berlin that the grille armor was welded immediately!

The new ceramic armor is being delivered, but they can't wait that long. They took materials on the spot in the camp and welded a dozen sets for their entire formation. How effective is this grille armor? It has to be checked.

Westhagen is confident. After all, from a theoretical analysis, it is also possible to succeed. What's more, they came to retaliate this time. They also added two special tanks on both sides of the formation, allowing the Soviets to retaliate. Those anti-tank fighters, die more heroically!

If their experiment goes well, then, within three days, thousands of tanks and armored vehicles that have been refitted will come up again and eat the positions here in one go!

The formation is rumbling forward, and in front of them is the area where the two sides exchange fire. This is the favorite of snipers. No matter who shows up, it is easy to be killed.

Not even collecting corpses.

In a war with the Soviets, there is no need to pay attention to the Geneva Conventions, because the Soviets have no principles at all. If the two sides suspend the exchange of fire, collect the corpses, and fight after the corpses are collected, it is actually possible, but the Soviets like to shoot cold guns.

Most of the corpses on the ground are Soviet corpses, because Germany has armored vehicles, which can take back their own corpses under the cover of armored vehicles. Not so with the Soviets.

In the past few days, the snipers on our side have reported that there is a civil engineering operation on the opposite side. The other side must be secretly digging forward and preparing to ambush our side. Unfortunately, the other side is too cunning and does not show his face at all, so our side also There is no way.

Now, it's time to try it out in a big way.

At this time, the panting anti-tank group of the 442nd regiment had already followed the traffic ditch and ran to the ambush position. Under the cover of the weeds in front, Private Hughes slowly stuck his head out.

The weeds in front covered his upper body, and on his head he wore a hat woven with willow leaves, which merged with the weeds. Even the bazooka he carried on his shoulders had been painted green. .

He was alone, and his loader had already headed to the next ambush position more than thirty meters away from here. He held his breath, aimed calmly, and then pulled the trigger.