Steel Soviet Union

The complete destruction of the German artillery positions was just the beginning. The Red Navy naval guns, which were powerful enough to dwarf the Red Army's land field artillery group, immediately turned their muzzles and used large-caliber naval shells that were enough to blast ordinary infantry to ashes. The pill then roared away towards the German army's first-line starting position.

The German soldiers who had just gained a foothold after returning to their positions did not wait for the expected order to attack again, but unexpectedly received a barrage of devastating firepower from the Red Navy naval guns.

Thousands of German troops who had just returned to their starting position and were still regrouping their forces suffered an instant disaster.

If the high-explosive grenade of the naval gun with a caliber of up to 180 mm hits directly, even the front armor of the tank will not be able to withstand it. The German army, which only exists as an attack starting position and does not prepare too many positions for anti-gun holes, will instantly taste the bitter consequences.

The rain of large-caliber naval gun projectiles destroyed everything within the range of the gunfire. A considerable number of the fleeing German soldiers were killed before they even had time to find bunkers.

The fate of those German soldiers who found bunkers as soon as the shelling fell was not much better.

The 180mm high-explosive grenade has a larger caliber and heavier projectiles. It uses a mixture of pure black aluminum explosives as the warhead charge. The 180mm high-explosive grenade is amazingly powerful. It is far more powerful than ordinary high-explosive grenades with conventional TNT charges in the warhead warhead. ferocious.

The destructive power of the 180mm naval gun projectile is far beyond that of conventional army artillery. There is no need for a direct hit. The powerful explosion shock wave can shock the German soldiers within the effective killing range even if they are protected by a thick layer of soil. He lost his fighting ability due to bleeding and even died on the spot.

If the Germans, who were less lucky, were hit directly by the rain of naval gun projectiles, the naval gun projectiles with a caliber of 130 mm would not be able to withstand these temporary civil fortifications. Buried alive in the collapsed artillery cavern and suffocated to death was the final fate of these unlucky German soldiers.

Carrying over a thousand rounds of 180mm main gun shells in the ship's ammunition depot, the Gorky cruiser frantically poured out the maximum gun firepower. It was like a wave of flames blew up on the calm Neva River, covering the entire The deep blue lake reflected the flames into the sky.

"Speed ​​up the reloading speed! Quick! We must continue to crush those fascist invaders. Comrades, we must make these brutal executioners pay the price!"

The three triple-mounted 180mm main guns arranged on the front and rear main decks of the cruiser Gorky in a manner of two in the front and one in the back are all completely independent fighting room structures, consisting of three groups of main gun batteries that do not interfere with each other. Each of the main turrets performs combat missions.

Although the main gun projectiles and their propellant cartridges weighing 97 kilograms cannot be transported by conventional manpower, a manually operated mechanical structure such as a projectile hoist is used to lift the projectiles and propellant cartridges from the ammunition depot on the hull below. Transport it to the upper main gun turret for reloading.

However, even with the assistance of a mechanical loading device, manpower is still required to manually transport the 180mm main gun projectiles and propellant cartridges to the interior of the main gun turret.

These strong Red Navy sailors were shirtless, revealing a lot of thick chest hair. They were sweating profusely due to the constant reloading, so they simply took off their innermost sea soul shirts and threw them aside.

Then he picked up the large ramrod in his hand, which was as thick as a little girl's arm, and roared with all his might to push the main gun shells one after another into the chamber.

No matter when, the loaders fighting on the army and navy gun emplacements are always the most muscular and powerful among the armies of various countries.

The M1 main battle tank of the US military in later generations had Uncle Black's human flesh loader, and the Soviet naval gun turret during World War II had the elite loaders of the Red Navy with thick chests.

The Red Navy loaders inside the three main gun turrets showed extremely high efficiency under the slogans of their respective gunners. These Slavic men who threw away their arms and risked their lives while loading broke out at an astonishing loading speed that is unimaginable during ordinary training.

One after another, the 180mm main gun projectiles were pushed into the chamber together with the propellant cartridge. After closing the breech, the main gun turret kept roaring and firing, eventually transforming the efforts of the Red Army sailors into the anger of revenge. For death writhing in the fiery inferno.

The frontline field command post temporarily built with civil structures can only provide the most basic defense against small arms. Even a direct hit by a small mortar with a caliber of less than 100 mm can completely destroy and paralyze it.

But even so, the German commander who sat in this frontline field command post and was responsible for commanding all troops in the direction of the battle still showed no timidity or retreat. Pieces of floating soil continued to fall from the crossbar above his head, making the originally neatly dressed Major General of the National Defense Forces now look like a refugee fleeing from famine.

"General Fritz, the Soviet artillery fire is too fierce! I have never seen such a level of artillery fire. This is simply hell! My troops have suffered heavy casualties, and we really can't hold on any longer!"

With the soil floating all over the brim of his hat and shoulders, he quietly turned around as the earth trembled. Major General Fritz, whose face was as gloomy as dead water, was covered with black lines. With an expression like staring at a corpse, he silently Looking at the major commander of the subordinate infantry division in front of him, he remained indifferent.

When this cold gaze that could make one feel like falling into an ice cave stared at the colonel and division commander of the Wehrmacht and made him feel a little scared, Major General Fritz, who had been silent for nearly half a minute without comment, then spoke coldly word for word. .

"Twenty-five years ago, I was younger than you, and more scared than you are now. The artillery fire of the British and French forces lasted for a whole week, and our position was flattened by a full twenty inches of land!"

"But even so, we finally repelled those Anglo-Saxon barbarians and those perfume-smelling French guys! We didn't rely on complaining in front of our commanders about how fierce the enemy's artillery fire was, but we relied on the iron strength of our German soldiers. He has blood and an indestructible will!"

There is a light beard on his lips, which is very rare among senior generals of the German Wehrmacht but common in the German army in World War I. He has always remembered that unforgettable memory as an older generation of soldiers. To this day, Major General Fritz I still have never forgotten the feeling of being surrounded by death and sacrifice.

"Your soldiers and your subordinates are still performing their duties under the enemy's artillery fire, but now you are eking out an existence in my field headquarters that may be blown up by the Soviets at the same moment!"

"The honor of the German military cannot be tarnished! If you still want the medal on your chest to not be obscured by shameful behavior, then quickly return to your post and do what you should do! Colonel!"