The German officers and men around this brave officer are probably respectful and grateful. They don’t say much. They silently pick up their companions and bring the necessary weapons and equipment to continue marching west along the highway. No one knows how much this temporarily organized guard force can fight for itself. Only when they do their best can they return to their own control area. In the eyes of German officers and men, the Soviet prison camp is not a good place.
No one in the genus was separated and no one was injured. With this only comfort, Cartrian walked in fear and loss. The longer he walked, the heavier he was, and the more he stumbled behind. Finally, a seemingly crude checkpoint appeared in front. A group of German infantry set up a temporary cordon on sandbags by the roadside, and there was a coveted semi-tracked armored vehicle and two three-wheeled motorcycles. An officer who could not see his rank clearly was looking east with a pair of binoculars in the armored vehicle.
"Run! The enemy is coming."
Suddenly there came a panic behind the loose retreat team, shouting that the officers and men relaxed a little, and their nerves immediately tightened. The progress of the team suddenly accelerated a lot, but the order also seemed a little chaotic. In armored vehicles, officers tried to control the scene by themselves, but this effort failed with the appearance of Soviet tanks two minutes later.
Roaring motors, screeching tracks and frightening machine guns drove German officers and men to cross the cordon in desperation. However, this front line, which was only composed of infantry and light weapons in their hands, was not a solid wall. Although the officers restrained the soldiers from being involved in the retreat sequence, it can be seen that they did not stop the Soviet attack.
Maybe it was deliberately trampling on the dignity and belief of German officers and soldiers, maybe it was that the ammunition ran out and they didn’t replenish the troops that took the lead in driving the German retreat. 34 Except for machine gun fire from time to time, their guns didn’t move. Catlian saw a scene that made him feel resentful. Those Soviet tanks galloped like rhinoceroses in the crowd, so he kept hearing particularly bleak screams in his ears …
At this time, if his No.3 tank is still in Cartrian, he will not hesitate to fight, even if he sacrifices himself, he will stop the other side’s evil deeds. However, the cruel reality has made him fall into despair again and again.
The clear explosion suddenly came from the rear, and the line of sight brightened unnaturally. Catalian looked back again and was surprised to see a 34 car on fire.
The sudden attack, especially the bad luck of the companions, made several other Soviet tanks temporarily stop killing the German infantry, while searching for the attacker’s position and carefully maneuvering. Catlian saw that the German officers and men in the retreat were encouraged to some extent, but their morale was too low, so that they just regained some sense and squeezed and trampled on each other. No one came out to call their companions to fight back. Even those soldiers who stayed at the cordon slowly retreated with the last batch of routed troops.
Although he was able to understand the situation, Cartrian walked to the roadside not only to breathe a sigh of relief, but also to see the coming battle scene. In the dark, when the south hill flashed through the muzzle flame, he quickly analyzed the battlefield situation based on his own experience. From this angle, he could attack the side of the Soviet tank. If the 75 mm caliber long-barrel gun hit the target, it should be able to cause damage, and then quickly change the shooting position to find a favorable shooting opportunity. However, if the fire was a 75 mm or mm anti-tank gun, it would be much more troublesome to transfer the shooting.
Flint with dark red bright shells has flown hundreds of meters, but it is different from the huge sound of grenades when they land. Then it sounds dull and low-key, but just a moment later, a fireball appears in the line of sight with deafening noise.
"Well done." Cartrian forgot his bad environment and couldn’t help but applaud his comrades with a precise blow. You know, in this midnight oil environment, even if he didn’t shine bullets or other light sources, he couldn’t ensure the hit rate himself. As far as the current situation is concerned, the next battle must be wonderful and abnormal. Unfortunately, after a while, an officer shouted at Cartrian and asked, "Is the man okay?" Can I help you? "
Catrion was just waking up from a rude awakening and reluctantly following this down-and-out team towards the hope of life …
40 minutes later, a farmhouse in the western suburbs of nikolayev.
"What? One of our No.5 tanks blocked the Soviets at the No.17 post in Kai Ivins East? " Middle-aged people wearing red collar are more surprised than disbelieved.
The slightly fat school replied, "Yes, General, it is reported that this tank has destroyed and wounded six Soviet tanks in succession, and it has been supported and covered by dozens of our retreating soldiers. General, I have sent an armored platoon equipped with tank No.4 and assault gun No.3 to rescue it, but I think … it may be a G tank No.4."
The middle-aged man frowned. "No.5 or No.4 G, I want to know which bastard disobeyed the evacuation order. Isn’t he following the order in vain? If we can’t contain the Soviet main force in nikolayev, it will have a great impact on the whole war situation. Now General von Brisson must have been weaving around. "
"General, you may be too worried about how a tank can stop the pace of tens of thousands of Soviet main forces? Actually … I gave an order to the officer who went to carry out the rescue. If it is really a No.5 tank, it will be completely destroyed regardless of the situation, and there will be any accident, "said the school bass.
The middle-aged man turned his head with his hand behind his back. "Well, you did the right thing … it’s absolutely necessary."
After knocking at the door, the commander, wearing a monocle, quickly walked into the lounge with simple furnishings and said to the two people who were suddenly silent
"The armored regiment directly under it has been reunited in Mars. We lost 67 tanks and 25 No.5 tanks failed to return. This time we really suffered heavy losses."
"Yes, it’s a heavy loss, so I’m afraid the General Staff won’t add more armored troops to us. It’s very possible …" The middle-aged man with a red collar looked bleak and the last sentence was awkward.
"Actually … General, I don’t think it’s a bad thing." Lieutenant Colonel wearing a monocle said frankly, "Only a really fierce battle can fully test the performance of a new weapon. General, I have organized technicians to collect and analyze the combat information of tank No.5 and try to hand in a detailed report to the General Staff in the shortest time."
After hearing this, the general’s face softened a little, and his figure was slightly fat. The school thought and suggested, "In this case, the general’s tank No.5, which blocked the Soviet army for nearly an hour and damaged seven Soviet tanks, should now try every means to keep it together with the whole vehicle group … This will become a model for our new tank battlefield, which will not only enhance the morale and confidence of the army and the people, but also take the opportunity to shape our army’s tenacious fighting image as steel."
Although the general didn’t talk to the horse, from his reaction, he was obviously very interested in this proposal.
At this moment, the lieutenant colonel woke up and said, "But the general’s tank is too far ahead now, and the Soviet left-wing attack force has crossed our’ Jayne Line’ and the right-wing is also attacking nikolayev quickly …"
"We didn’t move the main force general, so I sent another armored reconnaissance company to meet and give new instructions to the reinforcements." After school, I quietly observed a general’s reaction. Although the company didn’t verbally express it, he got the message and quickly left.
"General …" Lieutenant Colonel still wanted to persuade but saw the middle-aged man close his eyes and shook his head slightly. People really need heroes in the war-torn era …
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Chapter 4 Nai This dish is wrong ()
Chapter 4 Nai This dish is wrong ()
At one time, Paul von Forster and his partners Gustav, Otto, Franz and Karl Qian Qian were all proud to think that only stronger tanks could restrain their enemy bombers and anti-tank guns. The minefield was occasionally covered by infantry, which was definitely the object of their own arbitrary trampling-in Poland, in the low countries, in France and Britain.
Everything has its vanquisher. It seems that everything has its vanquisher. However, the absolute quantity change of the world may also cause qualitative change. tank battle von Foster survived the hardships, Excellence and soul-stirring in the strange black seashore, but fell into the Soviet infantry "Wang Yang Sea". What’s more, these Soviet soldiers who seem to lack actual combat experience did not blindly rush like their predecessors when the Soviet-German war just broke out. Simple but effective cover for each other, Their cooperation enabled them to make frequent breakthroughs. On two occasions, Soviet soldiers’ anti-tank grenades almost destroyed the track of the No.5 tank. There were still two or three hours before dawn. The amount of bullets in the No.5 tank was as high as 42oo, which had been exhausted in the continuous fighting. The armored soldiers and infantry who abandoned the car and were physically and mentally injured gradually dropped from nearly 100 to more than 30. They were short of guns and ammunition and exhausted physically and mentally. They were no longer alone. The No.5 tank built a peripheral "breakwater" and watched Sue. Troops and infantry are surrounded from all sides like wolves in the forest. The new tanks’ thick steel armor also gives people full confidence. These tenacious soldiers have to leave the remains of their companions and the seriously wounded to retreat. However, the two legs can’t run as fast as ordinary cars. The condition of the wheels is much faster than that of ordinary cars. The tanks on these roads are as high as O kilometers, and the light tanks equipped with 45 mm tank guns and Jaeger-Jarov D car machine guns are like shadows and white ghosts in the night battle, which makes this small German army fall into a state of fear and fear.
"Paul, our fuel can last up to 10 kilometers."
When the tank stopped in the field near the bushes again, Franz did not hit the hatch cover to breathe the fresh air outside as usual, but stayed in his position carefully and was hit by stray bullets that might fly from the dark at any time.
If you drive along the highway, you may be able to return to your own defense line in another 5 or 6 kilometers, but fierce guns and soaring flames mean that it has become a battlefield. Von Foster was silent for a moment and asked his gunner and loader, "How many shells do we have left?"
In today’s situation, it is easy to count ammunition. Carl quickly replied, "Armor piercing projectile 3 Grenade 4"
The numbers are simple and the situation is grim. Von Foster once again fell silent. At this moment, there are stars and guns coming from near or Todano, which continue to stimulate everyone’s nerves here.
It took three minutes for the young conductor to heavily say, "Prepare detonators and explosives."
It is not difficult to destroy a 40-ton medium-sized tank from the Ministry. It is difficult to let the enemy get as little technical information as possible from the wreckage and at the same time ensure that the tank is safe in normal combat conditions. Therefore, the German technical department has specially developed a mixed explosive called "square box" with a power equivalent to 50 kilograms. No matter whether it is violently hit or directly hit by bullets or shrapnel, it will not explode. Only a special detonator can delay its detonation in the No.15 tank. This arduous task is finally carried out by Carl, the loader-young man
"All right, Paul."
Carl’s voice is negligible when the motive is turned off.
Von Foster sighed silently. I remember that when he first saw the new tank, he was full of confidence and looked forward to becoming a first-class tank ace. After the baptism of this war, the overall performance of the new tank was verified, and the amazing record of the "No.15" car was enough to make Von Foster squeeze into the ranks of German tank aces. Now he is not happy at all, and he is very inexpressible.
"Hey, man, we got a situation."
It was Lieutenant Schmied, who was the highest rank among the accompanying infantry. He was stocky in the car body, and the turret was flush. He woke up his armored companion and patted the hatch cover until Von Foster climbed out of the hatch. "What’s the matter?"
"Listen" to Lieutenant Schmied, posing as a listener.
Sparse moonlight, blurred roads and fields, indistinct roots in a long distance, turning off lights, moving vehicles, breeze blowing in the Woods, but keen ears can tell the difference.
"Is it a motive sound … west?" Von Foster opened his eyes wide, but he couldn’t penetrate the darkness to see the true face of things.
"The Soviets outflanked here? What should I do? " Although Lieutenant Schmied is older and has a higher rank, he is good at infantry fighting rather than tank fighting. Moreover, I am afraid that even an ordinary Soviet armored vehicle can’t be dealt with by these infantry weapons alone, not to mention the excellent performance.
"There is very little hope that we can withdraw the remaining fuel and ammunition." Von Foster kept a secret from his comrades who met by chance.
It is obvious that Lieutenant Schmied had expected this situation. "We are in the same bad situation, but I think we should take a chance in the dark environment. After all, the Soviet front is not so complete now, and there should be gaps between the ministries."
"It’s too difficult, and I’m afraid it won’t be destroyed in case of being surrounded by the Soviet Union at close range … this tank will fall into the hands of the enemy." Von Foster said decisively, "Hey, guys, you should leave first. We’ll delay here as long as possible."