My Third Empire

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"No problem! As long as you don't let me sit idle." Marcus's voice echoed in the headphones: "I really want to know why every time this kind of **** task is done by us."

"I also don't know very well, maybe it is really what General Guderian said, because we are the best." The crew of tank 114 said with a smile.

"Because we have lived longer than others, we have been complaining about anything! Okay? Mr. Marcus." Ren said helplessly, pressing the throat talker.

His words quieted Marcus for a while, but the tank 114, which took the lead shortly, received a nervous message: "Commander! I think you should take a look! We may be in trouble. Now ... "

"Parking and rest! Watch out!" After giving this order, Ren took off his headphones, jumped out of the tank carrying his weapon, and rushed towards the 114 tank hundreds of meters away.

When he rushed to the tank 114, he found that just a few kilometers in front of the road, a lot of fire could be seen vaguely. In this place, there could be no friendly forces. It may be the Soviets who retreated or attacked backwards.

"We can't judge well at this distance. Let's go close and investigate." Renn jumped on tank 114, and then explained the task with the radio on tank 114: "All the tanks assembled, and then left the road. Lay out defenses on the low side of the road. Everything will wait until I come back. "

He carried his assault rifle carefully and approached his goal along the road. After all, it was not a wise choice to wear off-road at this time, because dead mines might be buried without knowing where. Even though he was walking along the edge of the road, he was still cautious, trying not to touch dangerous places that seemed suspicious.

When he stretched out his hand and slowly pulled away the dead branches of a bush, a Soviet army camp was near. Through the fire, he saw that the Soviets were surrounding a bonfire, holding his weapons to warm up. Farther away, many tents have been erected. It seems that there are at least 300 troops in this unit. They have just entered here and then they have been stationed.

These soldiers were very tired. Rennes saw many people yawning frequently. It seemed that they also rushed here from far away. Because they were tired, they finally stopped here. They planned to take a rest here and continue towards Go forward.

They are also going to the railway bridge! This road has only such a destination. Ren squinted his eyes and figured in his heart that the Soviets must have learned about the occupation of the railway bridge by the Soviets, so they could mobilize the troops and plan to attack the German defenders near the bridge.

Since everyone's destination is the same, and they are destined to fight, Renn doesn't mind coming in such an early encounter. He gently released the bushes and branches pressed in his hand, and then moved his body away from the danger zone.

When he returned to his starting position, he found his company in the roadside field. Several captains gathered together, waiting for the news brought back after Rennes returned.

"About 300 infantrymen, they lacked heavy weapons, and their destination should be the same as ours, except that they might have been ordered to recapture the bridge." Rennes briefly explained the current situation as soon as he returned, and then pointed to the local The map said to several comrades around him: "Two options, one is a positive breakthrough, kill these Soviets and continue to advance. The disadvantage is that the time is not good for us now, the sky is too dark, and the effect of night battles will certainly not be very good. "

He said that he paused here, and then continued to introduce: "The second option is simpler. We drove directly through the road with the tank, disguised as the Soviet tank, and swaggered away."

"I think the second option is feasible. Even if they find us in here, they will not send people to chase. We don't waste time, so we just pass over them and directly support the bridgehead position." Marcus nodded, agreeing with Rennes's The second set of programs.

Renn glanced at Marcus, then nodded, motioned everyone to start his tank, and turned back to his own Tiger tank # 13. Marcus suddenly turned his head and looked at Rennes and asked, "How many Soviets did you kill?"

After listening to this question, Ren froze, and then he turned back, looked at Marcus, and explained: "I didn't do it, I was afraid of playing the grass and the snake, not for any other reason."

Marcus chuckled, then said nothing, and walked to his own 112 tank. Rennes no longer struggled, also climbed into his own tank, and the remaining 5 tanks in one company started up again, and began to continue to run forward along the road.

The five tanks flying on the highway were obviously not a blinding thing, not to mention the 300-person Soviet camp not far away was built just a few meters away from the highway. Some Soviet things carrying guns saw vehicles approaching not far away, watching each other approaching a little bit curiously.

After all, this is the resurrection ground of the Soviet army, and dare to blatantly ignite and warm here, or dare to enter on the road blatantly here, and it must not be the enemy's army. This idea of ​​the Soviet soldiers on guard did not think much. They just waited for these "friendly" tanks to approach and then went forward to say hello.

As for the German special forces that ran rampant for a whole day during the day, the horrendous shadows of the Soviet army were swaggered and deceived everywhere. The Soviets had not yet wondered whether it was their own mess or whether someone really spread the chaos maliciously.

As time passed, Renn leaned against the hatch of the tank, and his hand in the turret pressed on his assault rifle, watching the Soviet camp nearer and nearer. The turret has been pointed to the side of the tank, the machine gun bullets have been loaded into the barrel, and everyone is attentively waiting for the violent eruption after the upcoming silence.

"That doesn't seem to be our tank!" A Soviet soldier frowned and looked at the German tank that was driving away in the distance. He whispered to remind his companions, and then narrowed his eyes to carefully identify the suspicious vehicles that were approaching quickly.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. Many Soviet soldiers ran out of their tents to see the excitement, and some soldiers stood beside the fire and looked at the distance blankly. Many people want to take a look at Soviet tanks. After all, seeing their armored forces on the road is a very bold thing. They walked to the road and stood in a dense straight line, making noise and watching the tank approach.

"It's a group of rookies! After a year of fighting, I don't know how I can live longer!" Marcus whispered in his earphones, and then Rennes saw the leading Soviet sentry shouting. , While picking the Mosinagan rifle from his body down.

"German! It's a German tank!" The soldier reminded his companion loudly while picking up the gun. With such a shout, he immediately prepared the Soviet Union to watch the lively soldiers panic. Many people wanted to leave the highway. However, at this time, the German No. 114 tank had already rushed over the side of the sentinel Soviet army, followed closely by the second tank, and the one with the 112 number painted on the turret also quickly rushed past.

"Suddenly! Suddenly!" Without letting the Soviets wait for a long time, the German coaxial machine gun roared, the tracer appeared bright and dazzling in the darkness of the night, a Soviet soldier turned and wanted to run, he was hit by a bullet from behind, miserable He fell on the ground with a cry.

Ren pulled out the assault rifle from his hatch and aimed at the swarms of Soviet soldiers by the flare. He tapped the trigger and the bullet flew to the target accurately, leaving a hole in the target with a big fist. The 5 tanks did n’t mean to stop at all. They just drove along the road like that and destroyed a complex Soviet camp. The 111 tank that followed was even hit with two grenades, which made the entire Soviet camp worse. .

Like shooting a moving target, Rennes fired two bullets at a time, precisely destroying the Soviet soldiers who had forgotten to fight back. In the eyes of Rennes, these Soviet peasants who had put together temporarily and had little combat experience It is no different from cannon fodder, except for wasting enemy bullets, they are useless on the battlefield.

Efficient and rhythmic slaughter, this is what Ren is doing now. He emptied the bullets in the magazine, then unloaded his magazine, and then pulled out another magazine full of bullets. After the smooth movement is installed, the gun is ready to be pulled, and then the trigger is continued to fire.

His gunshot is like a bright music, beautiful and beautiful. As if it were the melody of the **** of death, the life of the enemy is harvested in the beauty. With the short burst of "bursts", the Soviet soldiers on the opposite side fell to the ground one by one.

"Boo!" After a unilateral massacre of about tens of seconds, the Soviet Red Army finally fired the first shot of the counterattack. This bullet hit the front of the turret of the tank, except for the left over paint Apart from the traces, nothing is done.

Ryan didn't even avoid it. He just kept his body as straight as possible on the shaking tank and killed as many soldiers as possible with his weapon. The Soviets have collapsed, and many people have not fled to places far away from highways, and some people have started to fight back with weapons. But these people are very few, and they have really not played a specific role.