Steel Soviet Union

Facing the roaring Soviet heavy tanks rolling up waves of turf and mud, the already exhausted Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment still did not collapse the front line but chose to resist with all its strength.

The German troops, who originally thought they were facing the enemy face to face, would collapse and retreat on their own after the heavy tanks they led broke through the battalion and got close enough. Malashenko, who never expected that the willpower of these German troops would be so strong, couldn't help but be a little stunned. In his commander's periscope, he could tell that these were German troops belonging to the Wehrmacht through the difference in uniforms on their bodies. It also surprised him. Malashenko, who did not know his specific number, was slightly surprised.

"It seems that the only ones who are not afraid of death are not only the lunatics of the SS. There are also brave guys in the Wehrmacht who are not afraid of death. But this is the only way to compare with the achievements of the German army."

Without first-hand experience of a steel behemoth weighing over forty tons roaring towards you less than twenty meters away, you will never be able to imagine what such a scene is like.

Vision, hearing, touch, smell

Almost all the senses were shocked by the roaring and roaring sounds and the steel bodies that filled the air. The steel bodies rolling in the dust were like a bunch of roaring trains speeding past in my mind. The weapon known as the king of land warfare naturally has its uniqueness.

Holding the periscope in front of him, the commander stared silently at any movement on the German position. The German 88-gun that never appeared in his sight was always a worry in Malashenko's heart. This kind of It’s really not a good feeling to be attacked by enemies hiding in the dark in unknown directions at any time.

Fortunately, the first heavy tank breakthrough battalion, which was roaring all the way forward, was not bombarded by any 88-gun until it rushed to the first German position.

The tracks that were slowly turning forward, holding up the heavy steel body, crushed the infantry trenches above the German first line of defense and then continued to move forward. The German soldier holding a heavy anti-tank grenade high in his hand had just poked his head out of the trench again to prepare for an attack. The sound of a speeding gunshot interrupted his movements unexpectedly.

"Go to hell! Fasis!"

The Soviet rifleman who shot away half of the German soldier's arm and the anti-tank grenade he was holding in front of him was not done yet. Then he pulled the weapon in his hand again while whispering curses in his mouth. The gun bolt was loaded, and after a series of smooth and neat movements, he quickly raised the Mosin Nagant in his hand and aimed it at the target again.

boom--

The Soviet rifleman who instantly beat the good man's head to pieces in the infantry trench in front of him showed no emotion at all. The hands holding the wooden gun body were already mottled, and the belief shone in a pair of black pupils. But it is as full of steely perseverance as the weapons in his hands.

This kind of positional contact battle scene is not just an example.

As more and more Soviet KV1 heavy tanks, one after another, flattened the trenches and rushed into the German positions, the Soviet infantry following them also began to flow in more and more like a tide. Swarming into the German position, the Mosin-Nagant rifles with bayonets inserted began to compete with the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment in an increasingly red and loud roaring manner.

Standing in the middle of his forward command post, holding a telescope in his hand, he witnessed the tragic scene on the first line of defense with his own eyes. Although Colonel Stockhausen, who had led his troops to resist the Soviet attack for several days, was not satisfied in his heart. He was willing to admit such a result, but the fact that the first position had been lost continued to stimulate the colonel leader's nerves with an extremely real visual impact.

"Order Schlieffenberger and his people to retreat to the second position immediately! Remember to retreat from both sides of the second position, otherwise the Soviets will take advantage of the situation and attack directly!"

Following Colonel Stockhausen's order, while struggling to support the first position, they picked up the engineer shovel and the Mauser 98K rifle with the bayonet, and played with the Soviet infantry who entered the trench. The soldiers of the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment who were fighting in close combat were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief temporarily.

The surviving German infantry squads quickly broke away from the Soviet troops who had entered the trenches and retreated in an orderly manner, using machine gun teams and submachine gunners to alternately cover and maintain fire suppression.

Compared to the German troops of the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment, whose every move revealed the aura of an orderly and elite division, the formation of the Soviet infantry, which was shouting Ula slogans and rushing forward, was already in disarray.

The Soviet rifleman holding a Mosin-Nagant rifle with a bayonet in his hand even rushed in front of the machine gunner. Even as the German troops retreated alternately, he kept turning back and faced the machine gun team and the machine gun team that responded with suppressive firepower to the pursuing Soviet army. The submachine gunners beat him so hard that he couldn't hold his head up.

The Soviet infantry combat teams that have not yet installed Bobosha submachine guns in batches do not have the fierce firepower that they would have in 1942. On the other hand, the MP38 and MP40 submachine guns in the hands of the German army are simply harvesting the lives of Soviet infantry in such a good environment. The best reminder.

On the other hand, the Soviet machine gunners carrying the DP28 light machine gun in their hands were straddling the trenches with one foot deep and one shallow, but they could only see the backs of their own people and could not find a suitable position to fire the machine gun.

After seeing that his own infantry had gradually broken away from close combat contact with the German infantry, Malashenko naturally refused to let the German troops leave so easily.

No longer worried about injuring friendly forces by firing indiscriminately in close combat, Malashenko, who could finally safely and boldly launch a farewell ceremony for the retreating German troops, immediately spoke loudly to his crew.

"Seryosha, stop advancing! Nikolai keeps the car's heading and doesn't stop the machine gun. Kirill fills the gun barrel with high-explosive shells. Iushkin, you know what to do!"

He put his right eye close to the sight of the gun scope and smiled ferociously. Iushkin, who had already endured the itchiness of his palms, immediately answered.

"Don't worry, Comrade Commander, these Germans don't have to run away today!"

Click——

boom--

In his commander's periscope view, he clearly saw the wreckage of the German machine gun team that was lifted into the sky by the high-explosive bomb explosion. Malashenko, who had already held the inter-vehicle radio communicator in his hand, immediately gave the order again.

"All crews stopped immediately to send those Germans home! The main gun and machine gun opened fire at will to destroy them!"

After the order from Malashenko's mouth was issued, the German retreating troops that could still maintain organized fire suppression of the Soviet pursuing infantry were robbed again.

All kinds of 76mm high-explosive bombs and 62mm tracer machine gun barrages came one after another as if they were free, instantly knocking the German machine gun team and submachine gun unit responsible for the retreat cover to their knees.

The retreating German troops who had been robbed did not dare to hesitate any longer. Even after accelerating their retreat, leaving behind a trail of messy wreckage and corpses, they quickly passed around the sides of the second line of positions that they had been waiting for. .