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Chapter 1728 The Russians don't take us too seriously

Chapter 1728 The Russians don’t take us too seriously

The hope that is within reach is shattered before your eyes. Generally speaking, this will only lead to two results.

The last desperate fight that inspires a stronger will to fight to the death, or the complete collapse of surrendering and accepting fate, just like "survival or destruction, this is a question worth thinking about."

This time, the German army, who still had a strong desire to survive and was unwilling to accept it, or who was completely unaware of the nightmare and despair he was facing, chose the former, which seemed to still have a lot of hope.

A part of the German armored forces were left behind to act as rear blocking forces and began to output with all their strength. Most of them were non-elite ordinary combat vehicles such as Sanbald and No. 4. They were also the bottom ring of the German armored forces that could be discarded.

The main elites, composed of Black Panthers and King Tigers, were retreating at full speed under the cover of tail-cutting survival style.

"Humph, courage is admirable, but stupid."

With a sneer on his face, Malashenko guessed that the Germans would mess with him like this. This was something he had never seen before. The armored forces of the Wehrmacht did not lack the courage to cut off their tails to survive. These bastards were here.

In one aspect, they are no worse than those bastard SS soldiers.

The Il-2 attack fleet, which had exhausted its ammunition and consumed more than half of its fuel, had withdrawn at this moment, which meant that all the remaining battles had to be fought by Malashenko himself.

Malashenko didn't pay too much attention to the group of broken German cars in front of him that were left in the way. He just pressed the button of the radio transmitter in his hand and spoke normally again, adding additional orders.

"You two continue to act according to the original plan, Lavri, Kulbalov! Leave these Germans who are left to die to me. You just do what you should do, and I will personally send them on their way!"

Those German troops who were left behind to block the attack soon discovered that the subsequent development of the war situation was actually not as they had imagined. There was even an embarrassing situation where "the Russians didn't take us too seriously."

Two huge groups of Soviet tanks weaved forward from the left and right sides, advancing wildly. The dust they raised was extremely violent and roaring in the air like a sandstorm. It could be called a flying dust.

These two large Soviet tank groups directly ignored their own presence, bypassed from a greater distance, and went straight to the front of the retreating German army to intercept and kill them.

The German army even retreated in a hurry, let alone fully deploying its rear-end troops. In fact, the German army, which had just experienced a round of devastating air strikes, already seriously lacked coordination and organizational capabilities. Superior officers may still be able to give orders, but starting from

The junior officers who played the role of relaying orders may have long since become corpses or simply turned into barbecued meat.

The number of lower-level officers killed in battle was so large that the superior officers responsible for command and dispatch found in despair that it was almost difficult for them to effectively command the remaining troops to take unified actions. Even if there was radio communication between tanks, the entire

The channel was filled with desperate and chaotic screams, which were extremely harsh.

Being able to allocate part of the force to block the rear in the midst of a chaotic retreat is already the limit of what the remaining German troops can do under the current circumstances. Talking about anything more is sheer nonsense.

In other words, this is what happens to most armies in the world after they suffer heavy losses in a very short period of time and a large number of junior officers are killed in battle. For a time, the transmission and execution of orders are seriously hindered, and the troops are like having an epileptic seizure.

The patient's brain is generally unable to control the body, even the elite armored forces of the National Defense Force are no exception.

"Damn it! The goal of these Russians is not us. They are heading towards the main force. That is their real goal!"

"Shut your stinky mouth now and look at what the hell these things are in front of you!?"

If you think that the God of Death wielding a scythe in his left hand has ignored you, don't be too happy, it may just be that the short bone-cutting knife in the God of Death's right hand has not yet penetrated into your soul.

The Soviet armored units that were attacking in groups on the left and right did ignore the German troops who were cutting off the rear, and went around directly. But just when the German troops were thinking about whether to catch up and cause trouble, those who had previously been entrenched in the defensive position in the village

The steel monsters roared and roared past the position and rushed out of the village.

"Comrades, destroy the German fascists! For the motherland, ulla!!!"

U-la——

This group of German soldiers who were still playing the role of attackers had forgotten the last time they saw a vast sea of ​​Russians at such a close distance leaping out of the trenches and launching a mass charge.

But no matter when, no matter where, the roar of "Ula" like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, is something that the surviving German soldiers who have personally experienced this terrible scene will never forget it.

Once this sound is heard, no matter how experienced the German army veterans are, they will immediately feel as if they are facing a formidable enemy, clenching their weapons and tensing up. It can even be said that whether the Russians want to fight you depends on this sound.

There were so many Russian tanks that roared and roared past the position and drove out of the village!

So much so that the stunned German soldiers were only now surprised to discover that the number of tanks that had been used for direct defense on the position was not all there. There were more Russian tanks hidden in the village that had not been discovered, just like

This is the case for the Russian medium tanks rushing at the front at this moment.

"Fire! Let our tanks fire quickly and shoot down the Russian tractors! Fire quickly!!!"

When people are desperate, they will always grab the nearest life-saving straw. This is human nature.

But driven by instinct, the German army forgot one very simple thing: these steel monsters that the main force just couldn't chew with all its strength would be replaced by you unlucky ones who were left to die.

There is a fart different result.

Boom boom boom——

The German Chang 75 No. 4 tank and the three bald men finally opened fire. The movement was not big, and the muzzle flash sent armor-piercing projectiles straight out, rushing straight towards the target that was about to ride on the face, but this followed

The result was even more despairing than doing nothing.

Ding-ding——

crackling——

call out--

Ricochet, ricochet, ricochet, ricochet, except that ricochet simply doesn’t penetrate when the kinetic energy is exhausted.

The German armored soldiers, who were in deep despair, felt so powerless at this moment: not only were the outdated tanks in their hands unable to deal with those huge, rough-skinned Russian steel behemoths, they were even unable to deal with the rapid speeding cars in front of them, their size and size.

Even our own Russian medium tanks of similar size cannot deal with them.

Just take a beating without fighting back. This has never been the style of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division.

While the forward medium tanks were responsible for the charge and were advancing furiously, the heavy tanks and self-propelled artillery in the rear that had just left the position had stabilized their bodies and aimed their black muzzles at the target again.

(End of chapter)


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