Chapter 871: Armageddon - Ulla (First Update)
The brutal battle played out as expected, with the "Red Iron Fist", Molotov cocktails and grenades raining down on the Grizzly assault gun, and the light and heavy firearms were also firing desperately, but except for the two "Red Iron Fists", the rest of the weapons were tantamount to scratching the boots of the "Grizzly Bear", which had excellent frontal protection. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoThose big guys with iron cross markings mercilessly rushed to a few dozen meters in front of the Soviet position, and fired wildly with 150mm cannons and 3 7.92mm MG42 machine guns, turning the first trench of the Soviet army into a sea of fire purgatory in an instant. Solzhenitsyn is now located in a carefully camouflaged artillery observation post less than 30 meters from the first trench.
An anti-tank group with a "red iron fist" had already entered the bunker where Solzhenitsyn was located along the communication trenches. Their arrival meant that Solzhenitsyn and several of his men could retreat - it would soon be run over by Grizzly assault guns and Tank 4, and the artillery observers should not remain here to die or wait for betrayal (capture).
And for these young men with the "red iron fist", the battle that will take place in a few minutes or ten minutes will be their last battle! And then...... Either martyrdom for the cause of GCISM, or betrayal of the great Motherland - become a prisoner of war!
Looking at a few Red Army daredevils with extremely serious expressions, Solzhenitsyn had nothing to say, just picked up his backpack and a submachine gun, and beckoned to his subordinates who had already packed up their sighting tools, and then walked along the traffic trench with his head down towards another trench more than a hundred meters away.
"Pound ......"
Solzhenitsyn was halfway through when a loud bang came from behind him, the characteristic sound of the "red iron fist" hitting an enemy tank. Solzhenitsyn looked back at where the sound had come from, only to see that a "No. 4 assault gun", about 20 meters in front of the bunker where he had been, had turned into a ball of fire, and the raging fire lit up a large area.
"Run, Run, Run, Run, ......Run,
Solzhenitsyn didn't bother to cheer at all, but turned around and ran, beckoning his subordinates to flee quickly. Before a few people had run more than ten meters, the sound of shell explosions followed, and the heat wave was coming, and Solzhenitsyn quickly threw himself at the bottom of the traffic trench full of muddy water and the smell of corpses, and did not dare to stop, but crawled forward with a rolling belt, and finally climbed into another trench.
Having gained temporary safety, Solzhenitsyn's heart had not yet lit up with a hint of joy when he heard the sound of a rumbling motor. He turned to look, only to see that the bunker he was in had collapsed, and the tracks of a "No. 4 assault gun" were running over it. The majestic reactionary arrogance made the Red Army soldiers on the battlefield fearful - how many tanks and assault guns did the Germans have? Why can't you finish it?
And when the machine guns on the front and top of the hull burst out with orange tongues of fire, Solzhenitsyn's heart was already full of fear and despair: it is simply impossible to go on like this, the Germans are simply unstoppable!
Amid the deafening roar, a "No. 4 assault gun" had stopped less than 80 meters from the Soviet trenches, and the terrible close-range shelling was about to begin. Solzhenitsyn sat feebly in the trenches and looked at the sky in horror, as if waiting for shells to fall from the sky.
At this moment, the familiar slogan sounded in his ears: "Bolshevik Party members, Youth League members, follow me!" ”
"Ulla! Ula ...... "Countless Red Army soldiers jumped out of the trenches, armed with rifles, submachine guns, grenades, Molotov cocktails and red iron fists, and poured like a tidal wave towards the German armored vehicles.
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"Ulla! Ulla! Ula ......"
Pavlyuchenko's ears once again sounded a cry of great horror, which meant that the Soviet Red Army had once again stormed Collective Farm No. 13!
The Red Army's offensive began in the afternoon of 8 May, with 122mm guns and heavy mortars and regimental 76.2mm artillery shelling, followed by infantry charges. Such an offensive, of course, could not help the officers and men of the 17th SS Cavalry Reconnaissance Battalion, who had fought in Lviv and Kiev.
But that's just an "hors d'oeuvres"!
After dusk, when it was too dark for the pilots of the Breguet attack aircraft and the HS129 attack aircraft in the sky to see the ground targets clearly, the Su-122, which was only hiding in the woods and providing fire support with 122mm guns, went to the front line and led the Red Army infantry to attack.
The armor of the Su-34 assault gun, assembled from the chassis of the T-122 tank with a 122mm howitzer, was inferior to the German Grizzly assault gun, but it was strong enough for such a unit as the 17th SS Cavalry Reconnaissance Battalion.
The 50mm cannon of the "Cougar" armored car could not reach its front at all, so there was no way to keep the attacking Soviet Red Army out of the living quarters of Collective Farm No. 13. They could only be put into Zhuangzi and fought brutally in street battles against the Soviets' Su-122 assault guns.
Pavlyuchenko is now sitting cross-legged in a newly dug pit inside a house that has been half-destroyed by shells - the tactic of digging a pit on the ground floor of a house (the lowest floor, which can also be the basement) was introduced during street battles in Kyiv, which can be used to hide from direct artillery fire or various explosives thrown into the house.
Pavlyuchenko's assistant Tymoshenko was looking out of a windowless window - his task was to protect the snipers and at the same time find targets for the snipers.
It was already night, and it could only be observed by the moonlight and the flares that flickered from time to time. However, Tymoshenko quickly saw the Red Army, led by the Su-122, shouting the slogan "Ula, Ula" rushing into the farm.
"Lyudmila, they're coming!" Tymoshenko shouted.
Pavlyuchenko took a breath, climbed out of the crater where two people could hide (two people would be crammed into one when Soviet artillery fire was ready), and walked to the window.
It was dark outside, and the target could not be seen clearly at all, only the shouts of "Ula, Ula" and the roar of the Su-122 assault gun motor could be heard.
Pavlyuchenko unhurriedly set up his G43 semi-automatic rifle and aimed it at the approaching enemy in the darkness. However, she was not in a hurry to fire, but waited quietly.
She is waiting for the ambushed "Puma" tanks and "Dolls" recoilless guns to fire, as long as the Su-122 can hit and detonate the ammunition at the same time, then the fire will illuminate a large territory, and then she will first fight the Red Army with a beard, and then kill the hairless ones - this is also the experience summed up on the battlefields of Lviv and Kiev, most of the bearded ones are older, and the probability of being officers is not small, and most of the beardless ones are soldiers.
Boom Boom Boom ......
Pavlyuchenko didn't wait long, and suddenly a few fires flashed in the darkness, and then he saw two large black shadows that immediately burned into fireballs, and more than a dozen earthy brown figures were illuminated by the two fireballs, but they still couldn't see whether they had beards or not. Pavlyuchenko didn't care so much, and immediately aimed a semi-automatic rifle in his hand at a Red Army soldier and pulled the trigger!
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......
Deadly bullets were fired one after another, and the targets fell to the ground one after another, as a female sniper in the Wehrmacht who was even rarer than the marshal, Pavlyuchenko was of course a stunt. In the blink of an eye, she knocked down four Soviet soldiers, and just as she was aiming her gun at the fifth enemy, a violent explosion suddenly came.
"It's a cougar chariot!" Tymoshenko, who had been observing the battlefield, shouted, "Our Cougar chariot was destroyed......"
It was the "Puma" that ambushed the Su-122 just now, and it turns out that there are not only Su-122 on the battlefield now, but also T-34/57 tanks covering Su-122! The "Puma" exposed its target after firing and naturally fell prey to the T-34/57.
I don't know if it was because the destruction of the German armored vehicles boosted the morale of the Soviet troops, the originally depressed shouts of "Ula, Ula" were raised again, and under the darkness of the night, countless figures launched a fierce attack on the No. 13 collective farm where the Germans were entrenched.
Go forward and follow each other, and treat death as home!
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"Ulla! Ulla! Ula ......"
The ears of General Lukin were also filled with the cheers of "Ula" - he was now on the battlefield about 5 kilometers south of Collective Farm No. 13, where his troops had been fighting for a whole afternoon to block a breakthrough of a German "Panzer Corps".
During the day, because the Germans had overwhelming air superiority, the Soviet casualties were very large, with almost half of the tank/assault artillery lost and more than 2,000 casualties.
However, the situation quickly turned around after dark, and the Su-85 tank destroyer began to exert its power, a weapon that claimed to be able to destroy the Tiger at a distance of 800 meters, but due to the usual lack of accuracy of Soviet artillery, it was actually difficult to hit the target at a distance of 800 meters. But at night, when the distance between the two sides was shortened by lack of visibility, the Su-85 turned into a formidable weapon. In defensive operations, several waves of attacks by German armored clusters were repulsed, leaving dozens of burning German tanks and armored vehicles on the battlefield, while its own losses were less than ten.
Such an exchange ratio is absolutely unprecedented since the outbreak of the Great Patriotic War!
Therefore, the morale of the Red Army soldiers, which had been sluggish, was gradually boosted, and after repelling another wave of German attacks, earth-shaking cheers rang out on the battlefield. (To be continued.) )