"Fortunately, the war is so terrible, otherwise maybe I would have liked it" "Su Tong's Memoirs" Volume 6, Chapter 7.

On the Soviet positions outside Kazan, the shelling of the Sixth Army had been going on for an hour but there was no end in sight, and although the sun had risen, the sky was shrouded in a cloud of black smoke, and clusters of black and white smoke and orange-red muzzle flames were repeated on the battlefield.

In the smoke, there were countless red lights flashing continuously, and the explosions that were enough to burst the eardrums were continuous, like firecrackers, and the Soviet officers and soldiers in the trenches were beaten by the sudden and dense artillery fire.

Many soldiers were buried in the scattered dirt of the collapsed trenches, and many more soldiers felt the pain of their eardrums being shaken by the sound of the explosion, and the ground under their feet seemed to shake violently, as if the whole world was about to be blown up.

Everywhere, some soldiers were blown up by the shells that fell into the trenches, and the severed limbs and broken internal organs mixed with the bloody mud were thrown around by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and the shock wave generated by the explosion in the air washed over every Soviet soldier on the position like a flood!

"Ahh Help me! The constant screams from the Soviet positions continued to hit the eardrums of Private Rabiv, who clutched the Mosingana rifle in his hand, lay in a bomb hole that could only accommodate one person, and kept taking deep breaths with his mouth wide open.

Beneath him was his friend Ulrik, and just five minutes ago, a flying shrapnel hit Ulrik's abdomen, and even the blue-gray "colored" intestines flowed out, and the scrambled "chaotic" Rabiv quickly dragged Ulrik to the anti-artillery hole, took off his coat and wrapped Ulrik's abdomen.

Looking at Ulrik's already blue face and gray eyes, although Rabiv wanted to send his friend to the field hospital in the back immediately to be rescued, he also knew that running around under this dense artillery fire would only kill the two of them in vain.

"Ulrique, you're going to hold on. You have to keep it up. Rabiv shouted at his friend, and although he didn't know if anyone below him could hear him, he tried to cheer Ulrik on.

As if a collective appointment, at this moment, the original overwhelming shelling suddenly and miraculously stopped, and the whole position began to become silent again, as if the shelling just now was just a nightmare, but the constant groaning from the position and the desolate position that was bombed like the moon all told everyone that this nightmare was absolutely real.

Shaking off the dust on his body, Rabiv was just about to pick up his friend and send him to the rear, when the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and slowly a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding began to come from the front.

"The tanks of the Huaxia people!" A terrible scream rang out from the position, "The anti-tank guns hurry up and open fire and take out the tanks in front!" ”

There was movement on the position one after another, and it was the surviving soldiers who were burrowing out their bunkers and preparing to counterattack. Listening to the intermittent sound of pulling the bolt and the hoarse voice of the company, Rabiv gritted his teeth and dragged Ulrik out of the small anti-artillery hole, and was about to carry him to the rear, but was stopped by a voice.

"Rabif, you bastard, where are you going?" A vicious voice sounded behind him, and Rabiv didn't need to look to know that it was Igor Igger, the political commissar of the company. Captain Carlisle's voice.

"Comrade Captain, I'm going to send Ulrik to the rear party, and if he drags it on, he'll die." Rabif's voice was weak, and his spirit was exhausted by the shelling and the serious injuries of his friend.

Captain Eagle walked up to Rabif, rolled over Ulrik's eyes, and said affirmatively; "He's no longer good, don't waste time on him, hurry up and give me back to the combat post to fight back!"

"No. Comrade commander, he can still be saved, as long as he can be sent down in time, he can still be saved! Rabif's face, stained with black smoke and mud, "Please, let me send him down, his fiancée is still waiting for him at home!" ”

"Whoa!"

As soon as Rabiv finished speaking, the muzzle of a black hole was pointed at Rabiv's forehead, and Captain Iger's cold words also came from his ears.

"I don't want to say a third time, if you don't put him down immediately, I'll make your fiancée a widow too, and now give me back to my place at once."

Captain Iger's words were like a gust of cold wind, which made Rabiv's mood even colder than the Siberian wasteland.

Looking at the expressionless expression of the political commissar in front of him, Rabiv knew that if he did not obey his order to return to the position within a few seconds, he would not hesitate to smash his head.

Rabiv held back tears and gently shook his best friend. When he stepped aside, he gently kissed him on the forehead, "Okay, you must hold back, I will send you down soon." ”

Putting Ulrique in place, Rabiv took the Mosingana rifle from his back and ran towards the position, not daring to look back at Captain Eagle, for fear that his resentful gaze would be seen by the ruthless political commissar and then shot at the position by him casually under a false name.

As soon as Rabiv arrived at a bunker that had been blown up so that he could barely fit the ctenophores, the tooth-aching sound of metal grinding and the roar of the engine had already "approached" the front of the line, and a semicircular tank turret appeared in everyone's sight.

"Not good, it's the Germans" Leopard "tank! A voice with a hint of trembling sounded in the position.

Rabiv has long passed the stage of recruits, he has been a soldier for two years, and the unit he is in is the elite transferred from the battlefield in Moscow, and they are not unfamiliar with the fierceness of the German ** team. The superb professional quality of the German soldiers and the speed of the armored forces during the assault made even the Soviet soldiers who hated them the most have to admit in their hearts that the German Army is the world's first-class army.

And the Germans impressed the Russians the most is their tank group, the kind of tank with a semicircular turret is a killing machine, they are fast, sharp, strong, better than the vast majority of tanks in service in Soviet Russia, the only thing that Soviet Russia can compete with is the "Stalin" tank and the newly developed IS22 heavy tank, they are equipped with 155 mm and 122 mm caliber tank guns can completely destroy the Germans 800 kilometers away "Leopard" tank. But the bad thing is that although these two tanks are incomparable, none of them is suitable for mass production, the Soviet army's main tank is still T34, although the T34 tank has been upgraded from Type 75 to Type 85, but from the actual combat effect is not the opponent of the German "Leopard" tank.

Now at first glance, seeing this familiar tank not only surprised these veterans who had just come down from the battlefield in Moscow, many people also thought that they were hallucinating, and there was a burst of "The German devils are coming!" Voice.

"Could it be that it was the Germans who attacked themselves?" Rabif, who looked a little dazed, couldn't help but have a thought.

Seeing the frightened expressions of the soldiers, the political commissars who survived the position hurriedly stepped forward to remind the soldiers with leather shoes and curses.

"You fools, you can see clearly that the other side is not the German devils, they are the Chinese devils, and they are the same aggressors who invade our land as the German devils, and the comrades must send them all out of our land!"

These soldiers are also worthy of the elite of the battle of Moscow, and after a brief panic, they quickly returned to normal, and they all knew that the more they had to stay calm at this time, the more they would die faster if they panicked like a rookie.

Slowly, the tank group in front became more and more clear, and the mark on the turret also appeared in front of the eyes of the Soviet soldiers, which was a completely different mark from the German iron cross, it was a red and blue flag with a white "color" circle in the middle, and more than a dozen sharp horns outside the circle.

"Huh, is this the banner of the Chinese people?" Looking at the tank not far away, Rabiv let out a long breath, and the hand holding the Mosingana rifle tightened a little.

“”

A surviving field gun opened fire, and the 76.2 mm shells that burst out of the chamber fell into the tank group of the Huaxia Wehrmacht on the opposite side with a whistling sound.

The shell landed in the open space, and at the same time the explosion emitted a puff of black smoke, the first shell was sent out as if it had triggered a hornet's nest, and the tank group in front did not stop at once, but dispersed again in formation and continued to move forward at high speed, and soon in less than ten seconds, more than a dozen tanks in the front line "fired" shells in the general direction of the trajectory of the field guns just now. Although their point of impact was not accurate, the fact that they could react so quickly in a hurry surprised the Soviet troops in the position.

Judging from their experience with the Germans, even the most experienced German tankers would take thirty seconds to a minute to react, let alone counterattack in the process of marching at high speed, although they did not hit the field gun just now, but the general direction was absolutely not wrong.

Finding a cannonball that has been fired from an unknown direction in the midst of high-speed travel and a hail of bullets and a counterattack in such a short period of time is beyond the limits of human beings.

"Are these Chinese people all a bunch of perverts? How can there be such a fast reaction speed! All the Soviet soldiers who saw this scene broke out in a cold sweat