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Chapter 75 The Final Showdown

It is exactly what Malashenko had hoped for when he arranged and deployed the combat plan.

At present, the German mechanized mixed column that has completely entered the village has encountered the dilemma of being unable to deploy large forces due to the narrow terrain.

After encountering an ambush battle involving black guns and armor, the German tanks and half-tracks that were blocking the retreat were stuck in the middle of the road because of the wreckage of their own tanks.

The German infantry who were originally accompanying the German tanks and responsible for providing them with anti-infantry cover were also suppressed by all kinds of bullets for a while. Now this German mixed attack force commanded by Lieutenant Heizenauer can completely

It is said that he is like a rat in a bellows, suffering from both sides.

Almost at the same time as Malashenko's car No. 177 emerged from the bunker, the two Soviet T34 tanks lurking in other positions on both sides of the village road also roared towards the village with their respective engines roaring.

The German troops, who were already in a precarious situation, were surrounded by four Soviet T34 tanks and lost the initiative on the battlefield almost instantly.

Faced with the current passive and desperate situation, which can almost be said to be as bad as possible, it is natural to imagine what decision Heizenauer, who has never had the words "admit defeat" or "surrender" in the dictionary, would make.

"All vehicle crews and units rely on the houses on both sides of the village road to launch defenses. The infantry guards the courtyard and sets up machine guns. The armored companies and assault guns immediately focus on the Soviet T34 tanks. Quick!"

Before Heizenauer's order could even be finished, Wittmann's request from the other end of the communicator suddenly came out at this moment.

"Lieutenant Heizenauer, please forgive me, but for possible tactical needs and arrangements, I suggest that we find a way to open a retreat path!"

Listening to the advice coming from Wittmann's mouth, the young and energetic Heizenauer was not interested in the sergeant platoon leader of the assault gun platoon, who was much junior to him in rank.

After thinking that if his side continued to fight like this, the entire army might be annihilated here, Heizenauer gritted his teeth and finally put aside his own dignity and chose to focus on the overall situation.

"Okay, Sergeant Michel, I'll do as you say!"

"Order your assault gun platoon to immediately knock the wreckage of the destroyed assault gun aside to make way for the road, but the order to retreat must be given by me personally. Do you understand!?"

Hearing that the arrogant Lieutenant Heizenauer was not a complete madman, Wittmann, who had already recognized the final outcome of the current battle situation without speaking out, immediately responded in the affirmative.

"Got it, Lieutenant, we'll do it right now."

When Wittmann, who received the clear order from Heizenauer, began to turn the car around and ordered the driver to drive at full power towards the wreckage of the No. 3 assault gun blocking his retreat, the Maybach gasoline engine with a horsepower of 300

As soon as the engine pushed the 19-ton combat weight of the No. 3 assault gun, it began to make a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction and collision.

Through the driver's observation window in front of me, I saw the burning wreckage of the destroyed Santuzi being slowly pushed under the violent impact of my own car. I thought of the cruel fact that the corpses of my comrades were still being burned by the flames.

, the driver Koldenhoff, who was responsible for driving the chariot to complete this task, suddenly felt quite uncomfortable.

"Michelle, how did things get to this point? Merritt, Hagan, Chris Bowman, and Fisher, they... none of the four of them could escape, and now I

But you still have to insult their corpses with your own hands, what the hell is this?!"

Listening to the almost choked words of the driver Koldenhoff who spoke with a heavy voice in his ears, Wittmann couldn't help but feel that he had a close relationship with the four people in the destroyed car crew.

He sighed softly and spoke comforting words.

"Coldenhoff, you know what you should do, and I trust your judgment. Pay homage to the dead, then fight for the living, and do what you should do."

"I know...of course I know...I fucking know what I'm going to do now!"

With his red eyes wide open, he pushed the joystick at hand to control the No. 3 assault gun and finally slowly pushed the burning wreckage aside. Before Wei could finish the road clearing task, he

When Terman opened his mouth to report, one after another explosions came from the front of the entire German column.

"Lieutenant Heizenauer, we can't penetrate these Soviet tanks at all! Their T34 tanks are too defensive!"

"Lieutenant, we can't get around it at all! The Soviet T34 has blocked us on the road. They can even run faster and more nimbly than us! Oh, damn, he pointed the muzzle at me! Beisher,

Quickly fire to stop..."

boom--

A loud explosion that shot straight into the sky echoed in Heizenauer's ears along with the unfinished words of the Panzer III tank commander. His heart was mixed with a little panic but more of a desperate and angry feeling.

Heizenauer had lost the last of his sanity and was totally ignoring it.

"A bunch of losers! I don't believe these damn Ivans are still invincible!"

Cursing in a low voice, he stretched out his hands and took off his pair of black leather armored gloves and threw them away. Heizenauer, who was so angry that he decided to go into battle himself, immediately slapped the gunner Wolf in front of him on the shoulder and spoke loudly.

"You step aside, Wolfe, and let me take care of these Ivans!"

The expressionless gunner Wolff, who was already a little numb, did not say anything after receiving Heizenauer's order but vacated his position. The frustrated Heizenauer finally returned to where he had started but had failed.

He also sat in the gunner's position, which he had not sat in for a long time, and began to turn the turret direction machine adjustment wheel and the main gun elevation machine adjustment wheel in his hand at the same time to turn the muzzle toward the target in one go.

He saw the Panzer III tank in the center of the German armored column in the gun scope in front of him, and began to slowly turn the turret in an attempt to turn the muzzle toward his vehicle.

Second Lieutenant Iushkin, who was quite confident in the defensive power of his T34 tank, was still unwilling to take such a shot from the Germans in vain. Even with the same skillful operation speed, he began to transfer the turret of the T34 tank to the Heizenauer vehicle.

direction.

He finally came out on top in the turret steering gear speed competition, which involved hand speed and physical endurance. Heizenauer, who possesses almost all the necessary and excellent professional skills for a qualified armored commander, finally defeated Iwu on his own.

With one quick move, he aimed the black 50mm main gun muzzle on the No. 3 tank's turret at the target.

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