Chapter 421: Counterattack (II)

Before the commander could understand what it was, a large number of warplanes drilled into the sky, and the shining Romanian Air Force appeared.

As the newest Romanian aircraft, the Goshawk III incorporates many British and French technologies. With a wingspan of 7.62 meters and a length of 9.57 meters, it is a biplane. With a whopping 210 hp, it becomes an air killer. On this point, Austria-Hungary and the Germans had the most say. All kinds of planes that had not existed in Soviet Russia before were living under its fear.

In addition to the Goshawk III fighters in the air, there were DH-10 bombers imported from Britain by Romania. As the best bomber of World War I, the DH-10 bomber had little reputation. The main reason is that he entered the war too late and did not leave a great name.

The empty weight is 2533 kg, the maximum take-off weight is 4082 kg. The maximum level flight speed is 199.5 km/h, the practical ceiling is 5335 meters, and the range is 965 kilometers. 4 x 7.7 mm Lewis machine guns with a ammunition load of 626 kg. Let Romania see its performance at a glance, and introduce technology from de Havilland to produce it itself. And after the war, 80 were also purchased from the British military to supplement the lack of its own bombers.

So when these air supremacies appeared in the skies over the Soviet Russian army, they were shown only the fear of death.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The bombs that fell from the sky made the Soviet Russia below hurriedly find a place to hide.

"Click, click, click"

The machine-gun fire in the sky made the soldiers' dodge movements even faster.

And at this moment, the culprit who caused the earth to tremble before finally appeared. More than a hundred jackal tanks appeared in front of them, followed by Romanian soldiers armed to the teeth.

"Enemy tanks and infantry, give the order for the troops to withdraw."

The front-line Russian commanders, of course, knew the tanks, and could also see the infantry following behind the tanks. It was a trap, and at this moment the Russian commander had only this thought in his mind.

Of course, he could see it, and Yegorov, of course, in the rear.

"I was fooled."

At this moment, he didn't have time to regret it, how to preserve his strength now is the most important thing. Now it is necessary to block this wave of enemy counteroffensive, otherwise its own Western Front is in danger of collapse.

"Immediately give Smirga an order to his 14th Army to deploy in positions and must block the enemy's counterattack at all costs."

At this moment, Yegorov had only Smirga's 14 Army at its disposal. Speaking of which, considering that there were a lot of casualties in his troops before, let him temporarily rest as a reserve. Now the survival of the Western Front will depend on his performance.

By the time Yegorov gave the order to Smirga, the Romanian troops of the counteroffensive had already rushed to the second-line positions. Because of the entanglement with the defenders of the position, the Soviet Russian army, which could not get out, faced a catastrophe.

Many of these Romanian soldiers who counterattacked were armed with the famous MP18 submachine guns. These close-range metal storms work just as well in Romanian hands. Many Russian soldiers, faced with this weapon, went to see Marx before they could understand what it was.

And the Jackal tank also used its 37mm tank gun from time to time to name the gathered Soviet and Russian soldiers.

Massacre, one-sided slaughter. The Russian soldiers who broke into the position were mercilessly slaughtered by these Romanian soldiers like innocent lambs. In particular, the 8th Army, which was listed as a key target by Hoffman, was in an even worse situation. Countless valiant soldiers were helpless in the face of the torrent of Romanian steel. They didn't have any weapons against the steel monster, so they could only watch as it wreaked havoc among the soldiers.

When this feeling of powerlessness and fear reaches its peak, running away has become an inevitable option. As the first soldier to flee appeared, one after another threw down their weapons and ran to the rear.

"Stop for me, come back quickly."

A Russian commander desperately shouted and failed to get a single person to turn back.

"You damned deserters, I represent...... Woo...... Woo......"

A political commissar who tried to intercept the deserters raised his pistol and tried to force the soldiers to return to the battlefield, but unfortunately he was pushed away and robbed of his weapons.

More and more Soviet and Russian soldiers fled on the battlefield, and a rout had already formed.

"Go on, we will crush the enemy's fighting spirit in one fell swoop."

In a tank command vehicle, Hoffman looked at the Russian soldiers who were scattered and fled, and gave orders in high spirits.

Following his order, the soldiers of the armored brigade rushed to the front-line positions with tanks. They want to take advantage of the enemy's panic and break the enemy's fighting spirit in one go. Make your own contribution to the next thorough Western Front.

Rumbling tanks crossed the trenches and drove the defeated army towards the front-line positions. The forces of the three divisions behind him continued to form a fist and hit the defensive line torn apart by the sharp knife of the armored brigade.

"Fire, why not."

On the captured front-line positions, the Soviet Russian military officers loudly reprimanded the machine gunners for not obeying orders.

"However, it's all our own people in front of us."

"Now I order you to fire, and if you don't, I'll shoot you."

"Click~Click~Click"

Eventually, out of concern for his own life, the Heavy opened fire. However, in terms of ballistics, most of the bullets were wasted by him.

However, the shooting of his own comrades did not give these fleeing soldiers the courage to reflexively attack. It was as if they were attacking the enemy's position, not caring about their own casualties in order to escape.

And the counterattack on the position, for the pursuing Romanian army, was completely tickling and seemed weak. Most of the soldiers were hiding behind the tanks, and the bullets could only be heard on the tank.

So soon, Romania was once again on the front line. In the face of the steel monster that appeared in front of them, these Soviet Russian soldiers really had no good way.

At this time, an officer who knew how to say loudly to the soldiers: "Use bundles of grenades to blow up the tracks." ”

But it's easy to say, where is the tank under the protection of Romanian soldiers so good to bomb. A soldier holding a bundle of grenades had not yet run thirty meters before he was spotted by Romanian soldiers. After a burst of gunfire, a grenade exploded in his arms, leaving a trail of blood in his wake, and the soldier disappeared into the world.

"Keep pieting."

With the order of the Russian military officers of the Soviet Union.

Two more soldiers pounced with grenades, but they were already on the radar of the Romanian soldiers. After a burst of fire, two soldiers also fell twenty or thirty meters away from the tank.

In the face of the torrent of steel in Romania, the Soviet Russian army could only resist with flesh and blood. However, most of the Russian soldiers did not get close to the tank, and only a few lucky ones were able to run to the side of the tank track to plant grenades. And even if these lucky people blow up the tank, they can't escape the fate of being shot on the spot.

However, Hoffman would not give these Russian troops a chance, and he ordered the tanks to be parked at a distance of fifty meters and cover the infantry with artillery and machine guns.

So in the face of the many tanks that moved the battery, as well as the Romanian soldiers who rushed in, the Soviet Russian army did not hold back for long in the front-line positions.

Yegorov, who stayed in the rear and witnessed all this, slapped himself hard, and it was his own reason for all this.

But before he could regret it, an officer ran up to him panting: "Report to the commander, the 16th Army was routed by the enemy. The enemy forces on the northern front are making a detour to our rear. ”

"What."