My Third Empire

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"Okay! Alice in tank 113, when returning to the assembly place, write a check and hand it to the battalion! 1 company cooperates with a grenadier to control this forest! Repair the trailer of the group, give priority to that car. The captured Soviet new tank was brought back. "In the headset, the commander of the battalion understated this time's violation of war discipline. The 113 units did this occasional violation of discipline, not once or twice.

But just as the teachers are spoiling the students who have studied well in their own classes, the commanders are not willing to blame their brave and warrior soldiers too much. Some commanders who have personality and can fight tough battles and can bring back victories are willing to be tolerated by all commanders. At least for the 502th Battalion, everyone likes the No. 113 car group.

The truth of the world is almost the same, so do n’t wonder why for the top students in the school, the teacher is extremely easy to get along with; why not for the business backbone, the strict boss is kind and his dear one It looks like ... Sometimes I have to regret to admit that for those who are capable, the world is exceptionally forgiving.

Night has two advantages for the front lines of war years. The first advantage is: when everyone does not want to fight, the arrival of night can provide a proper reason for a ceasefire; and the second advantage is: when some people think When doing some things, the night can also provide a high dark wind cover.

While Alice was writing her inspections angrily, some sloppy artillery attacks suddenly started on the German positions. 15 self-propelled 150mm howitzers that followed the armored forces were issued during the night that should have been silent. Deadly roar.

The shells hit the positions of the Soviet Red Army and ignited a dazzling fire, but at night, this light did not last long, just a few tens of seconds, everything returned to darkness again. These gunfires have not undergone any measurement, it seems that they are just to vent their suppressed anger.

"Boom!" An explosion took place on the edge of the Soviet position. A huge wave of gas surged into the trenches not far away, leaving no one open their eyes. This shell has no accurate head, and it has almost no effect other than leaving a huge crater in front of the position.

In the trenches, a Soviet veteran held a helmet in one hand, and the other hand forgot to protect the cigarette in his mouth. In order to promote their firepower and reduce casualties, the Germans almost never attacked at night, so the Soviet veteran did not panic at all, but just shook his head, shattered the gravel dust from his body, and cursed while smoking: "This group of **** Germans don't know what is going crazy today."

Beside him, another Soviet soldier was holding a gun. It seemed to hear some weird sounds, looked out and looked a few times, and found no suspicious circumstances worth noting, and then retracted his body back, shook his head and said: "I don't know why they fired, they didn't have a head ... "

German artillery is not their strength, at least compared with other arms, their strength is not strong. But this is only compared with other powerful German arms. The strength is not strong. At least, compared with the main participating countries, the German artillery is actually quite powerful.

It turned out that the Germans had fewer artillery and a fair range. This has been the two stubborn diseases that have troubled the German artillery support. Now the Germans have made use of seized British 140 mm caliber artillery and 203 mm caliber heavy artillery, and let France, Belgium and other occupied areas join the artillery production, to some extent make up for the dilemma of their own artillery.

As for the range, it has not been the main standard for the Germans to measure the performance of artillery. They prefer light-weight towed artillery, or assault guns and self-propelled guns that are modified from the tank chassis. To put it bluntly, the Germans like artillery that can keep up with their propulsion speed. As for other performances, they can only be ranked behind.

Therefore, this also makes the German artillery use different tactics than other countries. They are longer than the activities near the front line. They use precise bursts or short volleys to support the frontline infantry or armor, but they do not like to suppress. Shooting this type of play makes them feel disadvantaged.

Until now, the 105mm self-propelled howitzer of the German Army has been suppressed by the 122mm caliber howitzer equipped by the Soviet Union, and the German 150mm caliber howitzer has no way to take the Soviet 152mm caliber cannon. But these German artillerymen had their own pride. They used mules and cars to complete the feat of transporting thousands of artillery with tanks at the fastest speed in the world.

Looking at the horizon that kept exploding in the distance, Ren held the lunch box in his hand. He felt for the first time that Alice, who had fired suddenly, had such a fascinating taste that there was something in his heart. Wonderful feeling, unclear, unknown.

"What kind of nerve is the artillery of the 1st Armored Army." Andre also looked at the horizon, where he occasionally appeared because of the explosion, and then submerged in the dark night as the explosion disappeared.

"There is no unprovoked attack. If it seems that the other party's strange behavior has occurred, then it is necessary to think carefully about what the other party is hiding under these disorganized surfaces. What terrible tricks are hidden." Renn looked at A glance at Andre, and then pointed to a distant place: "I bet the sound of such a bet, if it is not covering up, then it is really a hell."

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"If it's not covering up, then it's really **** it!" Rokosovsky, who was in the concealed headquarters on the outskirts of Stalingrad, heard the news of the rumbling of gunfire on the front line and walked to the map in his clothes Before, frowning and saying to his deputy: "Germans have never been so ambitious about wasting ammunition. Suddenly this kind of thing comes out, it is absolutely necessary to ..."

Suddenly he froze and looked at his deputy: "Let the air defense forces alert! It is possible that the other party may have crossed the border!" He thought of the possible means of attack arranged by the Germans, possibly a large-scale night bombing In order to hide people's eyes and ears, firing indiscriminately on the front line to cover up the obvious engine and engine sounds in the silent night sky.

Then he asked another officer around him: "Yes, the radar sent from the United States ... is the kind of equipment that can detect the other party's aircraft. How is it equipped?"

"Your Excellency General, the operator from the United States is training our soldiers on the use of the situation, and we can't put it into actual combat ..." The officer replied somewhat guilty. After all, for the Soviet Union, such high-tech gadgets are still very rare equipment, and not many people can understand and use them. First of all, these instruments are all in English, which limits the use of this equipment by many Soviet soldiers.

"Not in a hurry! Now we still operate according to our night air defense plan! Don't mess yourself up!" Rokosovsky obviously has no mood to pursue the progress of using American equipment at this time. He also knows that a total of 10 sets of such equipment have been sent, two of which are copied and imitated in secret disassembly analysis, most of the rest are deployed in the direction of Moscow, and he can be divided into one set, mostly because the city behind him is called Stalingrad.

"Sound the city's air defense alarm! The Germans have been so busy for more than two hours. We have to be prepared to prevent German aircraft from suddenly appearing over the city!" The officer of the air defense department suggested.

"You plan to bombard the Germans once on the frontline, and you sound the air defense mobilization once?" Rokosovsky frowned and asked in open voice. The officer also knew that his actions were somewhat reckless, and he bowed his head and stopped talking.

"The size of aircraft formations that can be dispatched at night is limited, and the accuracy of bombing is very low, and there is no need to be too nervous." Rokosovsky always felt that the matter of the German take-off bomber at night was a bit strange. The fruits of the battle are limited.

His keen instinct made him think that the Germans were not covering for the bomber's night raids, but for whatever reason, he really had no clue: the paratroopers were his concern, but on the frontline of such a force density, the paratroopers were undoubtedly killing The enemy's one thousand self-destructive one-and-a-half-five play, how desperate was the German commander to come up with such a way to find death?

When the German bombers entered Stalingrad, the anti-aircraft alarm was sounded. However, there did not seem to be many German aircraft. There may be only ten or twenty. These bombers dropped the bombs they carried and exploded. After ruining something irrelevant, he flew away in a hurry.

At this time, all the vigilance of the Soviet army was lifted, and most people were relieved. Obviously, the German army only used artillery to attack the front line to cover this less successful night bombing. At least most commanders in the Soviet Red Army think so.

However, Rokosovsky is still not sure, because he feels that his intuition will not deceive him, so he feels that this attack, the Germans still hide some more terrible purposes behind them. Only in this way can they explain why the Germans It would be so exciting to move the crowd, with the intention of covering up something.

At the German position, Rennes listened to the returning German bomber and deliberately lowered the height of the roar of the engine, showing a strange smile. He confirmed more than anyone else that this German raid was not ordinary, but was prepared a long time ago, a real trick.