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 a black gun and armored ambush battle, 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 various rains of bullets and were unable to raise their heads. 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 army, which was already in turmoil, was surrounded by four Soviet T34 tanks and lost the initiative on the battlefield almost instantly.

Faced with this passive and desperate situation that could almost be said to be as bad as it could be, it is natural to imagine what decision Heizenauer would make, as the words surrender and surrender were never in the dictionary.

"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 be finished, Wittmann's request from the other end of the communicator suddenly came out at this moment.

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

Listening to the advice from Wittmann, the young and energetic Heizenauer was not interested in the sergeant of the assault gun platoon, whose rank was much junior to his own. 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 The engine immediately pushed the 19-ton combat weight of the No. 3 assault gun and 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, none of the four of them could escape, and now I have to To insult their corpses with your own hands, what on earth is that?”

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.

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

"Of course I know, I know what the hell 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 complete the road clearing task, he Terman opened his mouth to report, and the sound of explosions coming from the front of the entire German column followed again.

"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 gun at me! Beisher, Quickly fire to stop it”

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 and rubbish! 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, Wolf, 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 furious Heizenauer finally returned to where he had started but had returned. 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 height machine adjustment wheel at the same time to turn the muzzle toward the target in one go.

He saw the No. 3 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.

Heizenauer, who had almost all the necessary and excellent professional skills for a qualified armored commander, finally came out on top in the turret steering gear speed competition, which involved hand speed and physical endurance. With one quick move, he aimed the black 50mm main gun muzzle on the No. 3 tank's turret at the target.