Tank destroyers are only suitable for sneak attacks, their armor is quite weak, and they will definitely not be able to block the attack of the opponent's tank guns.

And now, Soviet tanks, having discovered their position, are rushing towards them!

"Attention, keep firing, take out the Soviets' tanks at a distance of five hundred meters." Schutte continued to command calmly over the radio: "Prioritize the elimination of their T-34 tanks." ”

The new T-34 is powerful, the old T-26 is different, and the old tanks are not as good as the Hunter.

The accuracy of all kinds of industrial processing of the Soviets was not high enough, and the same was true in the field of optics, the accuracy of their sights was not enough, the accuracy of their tank guns was not enough, and only within 500 meters did they have enough destruction ability, and at 500 meters, 76 mm tank guns could easily fly away.

Now, at a distance of between a thousand and five hundred meters, it was hell for Soviet tanks!

"Turn right three degrees." The gun commander continued to shout to the driver.

Because of the constant rotation, the ground near the car body was crushed by the tracks, and just before the car body turned around, Shute suddenly shouted: "Full speed, reverse!" ”

Hearing his order, the driver did not hesitate to hang up the reverse gear, the gears in the gearbox made a rattling sound, half a second later, the sound finally stopped, and then, the 160-horsepower gasoline engine at the tail made a huge roar, and in the puffs of black smoke, the small body of the car quickly reversed!

"Boom!" A shell, which hit the place where they had just been hiding, would have been destroyed if they had not gone backwards.

Although the accuracy of the Soviets' tank guns at a distance of more than 500 meters was not high, that does not mean that there are no cases of blind cats encountering dead rats.

Dodging a hit, the entire crew did not have the slightest thrilling feeling, as if it was ordinary training, the gun commander continued to give orders, and while the hull turned, the 75-mm gun opened fire again.

"Boom!" Another T-34 was hit on the opposite side.

At this moment, the opponent's position suddenly changed, as one T-34 after another was hit, the remaining T-26 tanks, finally no longer in love, they didn't have time to turn around, and even directly hung up the reverse gear, and retreated to the back.

Since the T-34 can't block the attack, even if the T-26 rushes up, it will only have to die.

The artillery battle lasted fifteen minutes, and it ended with the retreat of the Soviet tanks, and seeing the retreating tanks, Schutte certainly would not let them go.

"Onward! Wipe out all the tank forces of the Soviets! Schutt shouted over the radio.

With his order, one after another the Chaser tank destroyers revealed their bodies from their hiding places, and their unique appearance immediately looked at the Soviet tank crews on the opposite side.

"What's that?"

"We thought we had exchanged fire with the main tank forces of the Germans, and now it's these ugly reptilian guys who are ambushing us?"

One tankman cursed, they didn't believe in this small "tank", they had just destroyed most of their T-34 tanks, and now, when they saw these German "tanks" coming up, they felt scared again.

The T-26, which is reversing, will never escape the pursuit of the other party!

After all, the Stalker tank destroyer was developed from the chassis of a light tank, and in order to top the 75 mm cannon, it made many compromises, such as removing the turret, such as the maximum speed of only 40 kilometers per hour.

If those high-speed T-26s turned around and fled, the pursuers would never be able to catch up, but now the other party is running backwards, then in the eyes of the pursuers, it looks like it is slow.

"Stop, fire!"

One after another, the pursuers stopped from the rapid advance, and the 75-millimeter tank guns roared, and continued to accelerate forward, and they did a great job of shooting on the move.

"Boom!" A T-26 was destroyed, and the frontal armor of this tank was only 15 mm thick, even a large-caliber anti-tank gun could not stop it, and in front of a 75 mm tank gun, this tank could only be tortured and killed!

For the anti-tank battalion of the pursuers, the remaining battles can no longer be called battles, they can only be called slaughter.

Even as they pursued the Soviets' tank, the reconnaissance team continued to reconnoitre.

The BMW R-75 motorcycle was moving on the potholed road, and Conrad's trench coat was already full of dust, and the land of the Soviets was full of dust, and it was not as clean as Germany at all.

Tros sat on the sidecar of the motorcycle and lit a cigarette.

Smoking is harmful to health, but smoking can relieve fatigue, especially for soldiers who may lose their lives at any time.

It's a pity that smoking on a speeding motorcycle is not so comfortable, the wind blows, it is very difficult to light a cigarette, and after that, after a few puffs, only the smoke fart remains.

Throwing the cigarette butt to the ground, Tros picked up his telescope again.

Then, a look of joy appeared on his face: "We found the motorized troops of the Soviets, about the size of a regiment, which are moving in our direction, quickly, we have to inform the troops behind and eat this Soviet army!" ”

If the Soviet mechanized army was acting together with the whole army, then they could even counter-encircle the German 42nd Army and even eat them, but now, the Soviet troops scattered and advanced only created an opportunity to be eaten by the Germans.

Their backward communication system made them not know that the tank regiment in front of them had been eaten, and this army, numbered the 4th Mechanized Regiment, was also on the way.

Although they were called mechanized regiments, they also had insufficient vehicles in their army, but fortunately, as an independent mechanized regiment, they found enough horses.

Their various heavy weapons, including heavy machine guns, including field guns, ammunition, and rations, were pulled by horses, and they only had to travel lightly.

The regimental commander, Alexander, sat in an open-top gas SUV, his body swaying with the car, his eyes fixed on the map spread out.

At the current pace of advancement, by this evening they would be able to reach Grodno, but Alexander was always a little uneasy in his heart.

Now, he didn't know what other troops were nearby, except for the tank regiment in front of him, he didn't know anything, it was the tank regiment, and that was only after looking at the tracks on the ground, he sent someone to contact him.

Now, what is the situation in the vicinity? No one told him that he had just received an order to go to Grodno to defend and counterattack, but this feeling of blackening his eyes made him very uncomfortable.

Germans, will they appear nearby?