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Chapter 571

To destroy a German vanguard unit in three cigarettes may be bragging to others, but if it is done to Malashenko, it is absolutely possible. Moreover, this is not the first time for Malashenko.

So done.

As Malashenko left after entrusting the village's frontal defense to Commissar Petrov, the German army rumbling towards the front of the village was a mixed force of armored grenadiers, standing outside the turret of the leading tank at the front.

The German commander looking around with his telescope was obviously not a rookie.

"It's like a fat pig stretching its neck to be slaughtered, right, Comrade Commander?"

Compared with the ridicule of Iushkin next to him, Malashenko, as the commander of the train, needed to see more urgent issues.

"The uniforms belong to the Wehrmacht. When we start fighting later, just use the fastest speed to suppress them until they surrender. If we are lucky, we can get a few German tanks to fill the need."

In the past, the entire 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment, including Malashenko, almost dismissed German tanks.

These thin-skinned and overstuffed German tanks not only have poor defense but also have poor firepower. The soldiers of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment, who have a strong sense of collective honor, even disdain their own T34 medium tanks. These German opponents have

Garbage tanks are even less looked down upon.

But as the saying goes, things have turned, and Malashenko, who has fought the war to this point, is no longer qualified to be picky. Now, as long as there are tanks, it is already a great joy.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Malashenko has captured the German 35t and 38t light reconnaissance tanks now, he will probably put them to use. When a person is poor enough, he can't care so much.

The German commander, who had his upper body sticking out of the turret, looked around for a while. The excitement of pushing all the way made the Wehrmacht armored captain gradually begin to disdain his opponent, the Soviet army.

Those Russians who only know how to run away don’t even have time to turn back, they only regret that they have lost two legs. Those who run faster can survive for a while, but those who run slower have already entered the German prisoner-of-war camp. Here,

Under such circumstances, the German captain took it for granted that no opponent would dare to stand up and challenge him.

"There are some Russian stragglers in the village ahead. Advance at full speed to break through their defenses!"

The order didn't sound like much of a problem, but the German gunner, who always felt that his commander seemed to have missed some key points, then reminded him.

"Should we let the infantry get out of the car and conduct reconnaissance first? It would be terrible if there is an ambush in the village."

Under normal circumstances, the barely cautious captain might have followed the advice of this member of the disembarking team.

But now is the critical moment for the group army's forward to rush towards Stalingrad. The German captain, who is eager for quick success and quick success, obviously does not want to be pushed ahead by his colleagues. In this captain's view, he has to pay a little risk for great honor and merit.

is worth it.

After all, fighting is an adventure in itself, and cowardly weaklings are not even qualified to embrace victory, just like those Frenchmen who surrendered before the German army reached Paris.

"There's no need, Schreiter. Keep the mechanized march going at full speed. We can have lunch in the village, trust me!"

"I bet, comrade commander, those Germans are saying they want to have lunch in the village!"

It didn't matter to Malashenko whether the Kraut wanted to have lunch in the village. What Malashenko cared about at the moment was whether he could sit next to the Kraut's corpse and the wreckage of the tank, smoke a cigarette and count the heads.

"Load armor-piercing shells, Seryosha prepares to launch, Iushkin aims at those Germans and prepares to fight!"

The German troops who rumbled to within 500 meters of the village failed to discover the Soviet tanks hidden behind the village in the blind spot. The German tank commander, who was ambitious and wanted to have lunch in the village, encountered an unexpected situation.

boom--

A dull gunshot tore through the last tranquility before the war and pierced the sky.

The powerful Simonov 14.5mm anti-tank rifle hit the armored area on the front of a leading German Panzer III tank with unusual accuracy. The sparks of the fierce collision intertwined with the huge sound of impacting the armor, which echoed throughout the battlefield.

It is shocking to human ears.

"Damn it! The Russian's anti-tank rifle, front at one o'clock! Kill it!"

The German captain yelled in a panic, but before he could finish his words, a gunshot sounded like a clarion call for war. The Soviet troops then fired more anti-tank firepower.

Although the firepower is weak, the firepower of one or two 45mm small-caliber anti-tank guns and several Simonov anti-tank rifles is still available.

The Red Army soldiers defending the first trench outside the village tried their best to resist the German steel monsters in front of them. The final charge was less than 400 meters away.

The sudden start of the battle made the German captain, who thought everything would be resolved easily, suddenly felt at a loss.

According to his imagination, dozens of daring Soviet infantrymen were hiding in the trench that he had vaguely seen through the telescope, trying to block and delay his progress with the stupid courage of a mantis as a chariot. After all, he had encountered similar situations along the way.

Already twenty or thirty times, too numerous to mention.

But the anti-tank firepower that was coming at the moment was obviously not as simple as the German captain imagined. Although the anti-armor firepower of a few anti-tank guns and a few Simonov anti-tank rifles was not strong, it was obviously

It is not something that a small Soviet army with dozens of people can possess.

How many Soviet infantrymen are hiding in that trench? The German captain is really undecided now, but judging from the current momentum, it will definitely not be less than a hundred people. Some of the hasty attack orders issued before must now be

Make temporary changes.

"The infantry dismounted and prepared to clear the defense line. All the vehicles loaded high-explosive bombs to bombard the Russian positions!"

Thinking of this, the German captain no longer hesitated and immediately pressed the sounder on his throat to issue an updated order. However, before the German captain could finish his words, the roar of engines and the sound of tracks grinding came from both sides of the village suddenly.

interrupted his thoughts.

"Russian tanks! They are on both sides of the village and are outflanking us! They are heavy tanks!"

The sudden loud roar of an unknown person on the radio channel completely disrupted the German captain's plan and deployment. A surprising and extremely frightening thought suddenly rose in his heart almost instantly.

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