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Chapter 583 One-stop service

When almost everyone was preparing for the operation an hour ago, they thought that the small and insignificant village in front of them was within easy reach, but Lieutenant Colonel Doppler did not think so.

Although no exact battle report was received, Lieutenant Colonel Doppler was greatly shocked by the complete destruction of the vanguard force in a short period of time.

Being able to be quickly wiped out by the opponent without having time to retaliate, this at least shows that the vanguard force was subjected to a powerful and irresistible crushing attack that resulted in such a result.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler, who has considerable command experience, is the kind of person who will never doubt himself once he reaches a conclusion. As long as he thinks the opponent is what he should and must be, every battle has always been

The final results basically confirmed the accuracy of Lieutenant Colonel Doppler’s judgment.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler figured out that in a village or somewhere nearby, there might be one or more opponents that were no less powerful than him, or even powerful enough to crush him, and they would all go out and eliminate them in a very short period of time.

He took over the forward troops under his command.

Based on this assumption, Lieutenant Colonel Doppler contacted the rear field forward air base about forty-five minutes ago to call for air support.

According to the report from the airport liaison officer, all fighters currently in his combat direction have missions. The air support requested by Lieutenant Colonel Doppler has been inserted into the queue with absolute priority. As long as there is an air force in the sky

If the troops can escape, the first target of support is his troops.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler, who was not very satisfied with this answer, did not embarrass the young liaison officer on the other end of the phone. Lieutenant Colonel Doppler, who was accustomed to this kind of process, understood that everything must have a process, even if

No matter how anxious I am, I still have to give others time to make arrangements.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler's guess at the moment is indeed correct. The Soviet heavy tank force entrenched in the village has at least 20 tanks at a glance. Such a powerful force is obviously not that commanded by Major Edman.

An armored battalion plus an infantry battalion's offensive force can handle what they can. The only hope is that air support can arrive in time to save the situation.

After receiving the order from Lieutenant Colonel Doppler, the air force liaison officer affiliated with the regiment immediately called the radio to send an inquiry to the rear air force base. The base liaison officer who remained on duty online immediately reported the inquiry to Lieutenant Colonel Doppler.

In reply.

"The air support is less than 40 kilometers away from us. They finished refueling and bombing fifteen minutes ago and scrambled to take off towards our direction. 12 Stuka dive bombers and 6 Messerschmitt fighters, our

Air support will be arriving soon!"

For a fighter plane in the sky, a straight line distance of 40 kilometers is just a matter of pushing the throttle.

After weighing the pros and cons based on the information he already knew and the current battlefield situation, he quickly made a corresponding analysis. With his eyes turning quickly, Lieutenant Colonel Dodopulle decided to maintain the pressure and continue to attack the village, and also used all the remaining weapons he had on hand.

All the chips and bets were pushed into this small village that had become a pot of porridge.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler, who had not personally participated in an armored battle since the end of the Moscow offensive last winter, felt that his muscles and bones were a little rusty, shook his head, and his stiff neck immediately made a crunching sound.

ring.

"It's time to meet these Russians in person."

A powerful support force was quickly formed under the personal leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Doppler. Malashenko, who still knew nothing about the situation, was still leading his troops to fight with all his strength against the German enemy in front of them.

.

"Iushkin, two o'clock! That No. 3 car near the trench!"

"We're already taking aim, this damn steering machine is almost useless!"

"Be careful, the Germans are about to fire!"

boom--

Ding-ding——

The feeling of being detained in a big bell and then hit hard is very uncomfortable. Although Malashenko has never experienced that feeling personally, he always feels that his experience when being hit by an armor-piercing projectile in a tank is not the same.

Not much different.

The armor-piercing bullet hit the sloping armor plate on the front of the vehicle, and the huge sound without penetrating the armor echoed inside the tank. Malashenko felt as if his ears were being thrown into a radio station. He shook his head vigorously to shake off the dizziness. As long as

Not being penetrated through the armor was not a big deal to Malashenko.

"Fire and kill him!"

"Death! Fascist lackey!"

boom--

The is1 prototype tank, which was accurately hit by a 50mm capped armor-piercing projectile, remained as stable as a mountain. The 177 number white paint that was rubbed off the armor plate on the front of the body was the only substantial damage caused. It stood in place like an unyielding wall.

The is1 prototype tank in a defensive posture is simply invincible.

The artillery counterattack from Malashenko's vehicle suddenly started only three seconds after being attacked. The 85mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectile flying at high speed in the air shattered the ineffective defense and tore apart the fragile armor.

The Panzer III tank that flanked the Soviet tank exploded on the spot and turned into fragments.

It is often said that the most unlucky soldier in the world is the infantry. Without cover or shelter, they cannot go to the sky or the sea. They can only use their frail bodies to face the cutting-edge killing machines created by humans.

But to a certain extent, in most cases, if the infantry dies, at least a whole body can be left behind. Even if it is not good enough, even if it is blown to pieces by a cannonball, it can be picked up and the outline can be barely put together.

But the unlucky tank crews were born to go into battle with their own steel coffins, their hands full of ammunition racks, and a clanking fuel tank sitting under their butts. The so-called "happy" military branch refers to the tank crews who faced dangerous combat environments.

If only the fuel tank or engine is ignited, there is still a chance to escape, but if the ammunition explodes, not even gods can save you.

The infantry are also used to collect corpses. The tank soldiers are killed instantly, corpses are broken up, sparks are disposed, and the one-stop service of putting them into coffins is in place. The coffin is also a high-quality coffin made of rolled homogeneous steel armor or high-quality cast armor, which is better than those broken wooden coffins.

I don’t know how many times more, I guarantee you will be satisfied and worry-free after death.

Not a single member of the poor Panzer III who was sent to meet God by a single shot from Malashenko's car could make it out alive, and not even a single scream could be heard.

The burning, twisted wreckage of the tank chassis spewed out black smoke of human oil, and the smell of burning human flesh fat would make anyone's stomach churn if they smelled it.

Major Edman, who had received an order from Lieutenant Colonel Doppler not to retreat, was still holding on to his post. The continuous sound of tank explosions around him had made him more and more uneasy. This one-sided and cruel battle made Major Edman almost uneasy.

I have forgotten the last time I met him.

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