Chapter 580 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 Doubler did not think so.

Although no exact battle report was received, Lieutenant Colonel Dubler was greatly shocked by the complete destruction of the vanguard troops 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 caused 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 like that, that should and must be like that, and every battle has always been The final results basically confirmed the accuracy of Lieutenant Colonel Doppler's judgment.

Lieutenant Colonel Doppler made the assumption that in a village or somewhere nearby, there might be one or more powerful opponents that are no less powerful than him, or even powerful enough to crush him, and they would destroy them all in a very short period of time. He took over the forward troops under his command.

Based on this assumption, Lieutenant Colonel Dobler had contacted the rear field forward air base to call for air support approximately forty-five minutes earlier.

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 Dubler 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 Dobler, who was not very satisfied with this answer, did not embarrass the young liaison officer on the other end of the phone. Lieutenant Colonel Dobler, who was accustomed to this kind of process, knew that everything had to have a process, even if No matter how anxious I am, I have to leave time for others to make arrangements.

Lieutenant Colonel Dubler'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 can handle an offensive force. The only hope is that air support can arrive in time to save the situation.

After receiving the order from Lieutenant Colonel Doubler, 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 Doubler. In reply.

"The air support is less than 40 kilometers away from us. They finished refueling and bombing fifteen minutes ago and took off in an emergency and moved towards us. 12 Stuka dive bombers and 6 Messerschmitt fighters, our Air support will be here soon!”

A straight-line distance of 40 kilometers is just a matter of pushing the throttle valve for fighters in the sky.

After weighing the pros and cons based on the information he already knew and the current battlefield situation, he quickly made a corresponding analysis. Lieutenant Colonel Dodubule, whose eyes were turning rapidly, decided to maintain the pressure and continue to attack the village, and also used all the remaining supplies he had on hand. All the chips and bets were poured into this small village that had become a pot of porridge.

Since the end of the Moscow Offensive last winter, Lieutenant Colonel Dubler, who had not personally participated in an armored battle until now, felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were a little rusty, shook his head, and his stiff neck immediately made a crunching sound. ring.

"It's time to meet these Russians yourself."

A powerful support force was quickly formed under the personal leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Dubler. Malashenko, who still knew nothing about the situation, was still leading his troops to fight with the enemy's German army. .

"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 loud sound without penetrating it 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 at all.

"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 tank 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 surrounded the side of the Soviet tank exploded on the spot and turned into debris.

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, even if it is broken by the shell, it can be picked up and barely put together to form an outline.

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 buttocks. The so-called "happy" military branch refers to the tank crews who faced dangerous combat environments.

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

The infantry are also used to collect corpses. The tank soldiers are here to directly kill, dismember the corpse, spark, and put into the coffin. The one-stop service is in place. The coffin is 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, you are absolutely guaranteed to be satisfied and worry-free after your death.

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

The burning, twisted wreckage of the tank chassis spewed out black smoke of human oil, and the smell of burning human flesh fat as fuel would make anyone feel sick in their stomach if they smelled it.

Major Edman, who received Lieutenant Colonel Dubler's order not to retreat, still stood firm at his post. The continuous sound of tank explosions around him 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.