"Shelling, concealment ......"

As soon as the shouts began, a sharp and piercing whistling sound was already cut through the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info and then it's boom! Rumble! Rumble...... Explosions began to pound the ground violently, and the powerful shock wave formed a deadly wave that swept everything through the world with a single piece spinning at high speed. The earth shook violently, as if the magma beneath the earth was about to burst out of its shell and destroy everything in the world.

The artillery chief of the 9th Mechanized Corps Yakov. Major Dzhugashvili, at this time with his head in his hands and knees on his chest, curled up at the bottom of the damp and muddy bomb crater in the same posture as a standard Red Army soldier holding his head to avoid shells, his eyelids and lips were tightly closed, and his body trembled slightly—he really regretted his "willfulness" now, and he should have been sitting in a bright and spacious office in the comfort and safety of Minsk, waiting to hear the good or bad news coming back from the front......

But now, he is huddled in a ball, hiding in a damned mud puddle, ready to be blown to pieces by the shells of the imperialist enemy at any moment!

And this scene is also a bit absurd, the Soviet Red Army, which has always prided itself on artillery, is now being pressed and beaten by the artillery of the Germans (and the French)! The shelling began an hour, perhaps two hours ago.

Prior to that, the Red Army had taken the Germans by surprise with T-34/57 tanks, Zis-2 anti-tank guns, and 85mm anti-aircraft guns, destroying more than 100 (mostly repairable) No. 4 tanks. Then the Germans began shelling, first the tank guns opened fire, and soon their rear artillery groups joined in. Endless bombardment with 150mm (155mm) and 105mm howitzers, 130mm rocket launchers, or some other cannon (and 170mm heavy cannons, in fact) is endless!

I don't know how long it took for the sound of the landslide and tsunami of shelling to finally fade from dense to thin, and after a few more minutes, the last dull roar finally put an end to this long-lasting and maddening shelling.

Yakov's head was groggy and he struggled to his feet, dirt and rocks sliding down his body. Only then did he realize that the bomb crater where he was hiding had been half buried by the dirt kicked up by German artillery fire.

He looked up and down, and his surroundings had changed drastically. The grove was completely gone, leaving only some burning roots, which could hold off enemy tanks, but did not provide sufficient cover for the ZIS-2 anti-tank guns.

Thinking of the anti-tank gun, Yakov quickly searched around with wide eyes, but the result made him very upset. After an unknown few hours of almost perverted artillery fire, most of the 16 ZIS-2 anti-tank guns he commanded were gone, and only 3 ZIS-2 anti-tank guns arranged against thick and large tree stumps (originally large trees) appeared to be unharmed.

Yakov thought to himself: as long as there is one more artillery, then the anti-tank artillery regiment will have to continue to fight!

"Bolshevik Party members, youth league members, heroic fighters of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army......"

The urging shouts of the political commissar of the anti-tank artillery regiment sounded from behind Yakov. Of course, Yakov is not under his control, he can turn around and escape. But he didn't want to be a deserter, he thought how angry his father (Stalin) would have been if he had fled at a critical moment! At the thought of the angry appearance of the "loving father" (in fact, Stalin was even more angry if he did not run away), Yakov gritted his teeth and reached out of his telescope in the half-buried bomb crater and began to observe the battlefield.

Now that it was getting dark, there were German or French attack planes circling in the air, occasionally dropping a bunch of bombs or firing a burst of artillery at the exposed T-34/57 tanks!

"Liberate all mankind!"

"Ulla!"

"Defend the Soviet Fatherland!"

"Ulla!"

"Defend the Great Leader Stalin!"

"Ulla!"

Yakov's thoughts were interrupted by the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami, and he turned his head to see a large group of soldiers and tanks coming up from the rear. This should be another batch of cannon fodder sent by Vasilevsky! The commander of the Belarusian Front didn't know what to think, knowing that he couldn't defeat the Germans, and he had to fight the Germans to the death......

……

"SS, honor is loyalty, forward!"

"Wehrmacht, for the sake of Germany, forward!"

When the shelling was over, the German panzer group, which had also been reinforced, began to launch another round of attacks. Vasilevsky refused to give up, and Manstein was even less likely to give up the Rakov-Zaslavl campaign. Although the stubborn defense of the Soviet army and the sharp firepower of the T-34/57 and ZIS-2 caused his armored cluster to lose more than a hundred blocks and 200 tanks. But the total number of tanks/assault guns in his 11 armoured divisions was more than 4,000, and this loss was simply a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, another feature of tank battles is that most of the tanks lying on the battlefield can be repaired. In other words, the victorious side can repair both the broken tanks on its own side and the broken tanks on the enemy's side. So it's nothing to break a little tank, the really valuable thing is the crew of an experienced tank. Because the Soviet 57 gun was less powerful, and the gearbox in front of the No. 4 tank could be used as a shell, the losses of the German tank crew were far less than the damage to the tank.

Having received a large number of reinforcements, the German tank sea appeared on the battlefield again, and in greater numbers than before. Taking advantage of the previous shelling, countless Tiger, No. 4, Rhino tank destroyers and No. 3 tanks had formed five wedge-shaped offensive formations on the battlefield.

By the time the shelling was over, thousands of tanks and assault guns, as well as other armored vehicles, had been activated, and the battlefield was filled with the roar of motors.

The sea of tanks of the German Empire has once again set off a monstrous wave!

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Boom Boom Boom ......

The artillery and tanks on the Red Army positions opened fire, and the sound of artillery rang out, and the German tank group on the opposite side was immediately drowned out by rows of rising fireballs, and the scene looked very spectacular. But Yakov, who was lying in the mud puddle, shook his head slightly. Because he knew that if the 57 guns had penetrated the frontal armor of the German tanks, it was unlikely that such a scene would have been made. Because if the shells of the 57 gun exploded inside the tank, it was most likely a cloud of smoke coming out of the hatch on the top of the tank. The scene of detonating ammunition or hitting a fuel tank (the probability of this effect with the power of the 57 gun is unlikely) is much more dramatic. The neat rows of fireballs in front of me were most likely shells exploding on the frontal armor steel plates of the German Tiger tanks or hitting the open space.

And the main reason for this is that the distance from which the fire is fired is too far! The ZIS-2 57mm anti-tank gun is capable of penetrating the front of the Tiger tank, perhaps only 500 meters, or 300 meters. But in the face of the surging tank sea offensive of the German army, how could the Soviet commander dare to put the enemy at such a close distance? Behind those Tiger tanks, there are countless No. 4 tanks! Therefore, they prefer to attack the tracks of tanks that are difficult to hit, but also try to keep the enemy at a long distance.

But after a burst of artillery fire, the German tank cluster still advanced steadily! The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, the artillery fire on the Soviet side was getting more and more fierce, and occasionally some German tanks were hit, and after moving forward by inertia for a short distance, they lay still like dead pigs.

"It's too little, it's not good!"

Yakov was watching from behind and was anxious to hit these tanks, which were not even scratched by the skin for the huge sea of German tanks.

And at this moment, there was a sudden confusion in the German armored cluster, and the pace of the advance slowed down. The Tiger tanks that had been rushing at the front and the Rhino tank destroyers behind them stopped advancing - just 1,000 meters from the Soviet front. They will act as artillery batteries, bombarding them with 88mm guns to cover the attacks of the Type 4H tank and Panzergrenadiers.

Brutal battles unfolded, with anti-tank guns, anti-aircraft guns, tanks, red iron fists, cluster grenades, explosive packs, and ****** all the weapons that could be used to fend off the tanks were thrown into the battle against the Nazi tank clusters.

However, the disparity in strength between the two sides was so great that even the Red Army soldiers could not stop the German tanks from breaking through their first and second trenches, and the fire of the German Panzergrenadiers that followed was equally overwhelming. Most of them are armed with MKB-42 automatic carbines, and their individual firepower is comparable to that of a Soviet infantry squad! Not at all the Red Army fighters with mosin-nagant rifles with bayonets on them could withstand them.

Yakov. The last 3 ZIS-2 anti-tank guns in the hands of Zhugashvili, the head of artillery, had also been destroyed by the German tanks by this time. Seeing several No. 4 tanks spitting flames (machine guns) and roaring forward, a group of German soldiers wearing steel helmets with large ears rushed into front of them.

Everyone began to run away, and Yakov was also left with no master, and he also fled back with everyone. With his head bowed and his waist bowed, he followed closely behind several soldiers of the 9th Motorized Anti-Tank Artillery Regiment. When I turned around by chance, I saw several No. 4 tanks still in hot pursuit. A few brave Red Army soldiers who rushed out of nowhere pounced with grenades, but were soon killed by the German infantry with automatic carbines and became glorious revolutionary martyrs.

"I should also dedicate myself to the cause of GC doctrine like them!" Yakov. Dzhugashvili thought this to himself, but the pace of escape did not slow down, but the German tanks ran faster, and the distance between the two sides became closer and closer......

Yakov, for the cause of the liberation of mankind and Comrade Stalin's Moscow account, run! (To be continued.) )