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The six Il-2s launched four rounds of rockets, aerial bombs, and machine guns, and they were unable to take out the second German Tiger tank despite negligible external interference, and when the two Tiger tanks fled into the woods in a terrible way to cover themselves from the catastrophe, the German soldiers who were anxiously watching around them could be regarded as witnessing the "miracle".

Hatefully swept the last string of bullets into the woods, and the Soviet "Black Death" finally turned around and left. The air raid lasted only more than ten minutes, but Lynn, who had been staying where he was, felt that several hours had passed, and he looked at the battlefield with some blankness, the village was completely in ruins, the winding trenches and civil fortifications were dilapidated and full of devastation, the front of the line was full of wreckage and corpses, and the anti-tank gun positions on the flanks and rear were also a bleak scene. It is also the battlefield after the fierce battle, and it is here that Lynn really experienced the trough, ups and downs of the war plot, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his eyes.

As the Soviet fighter planes moved away, the German soldiers, who had been hiding from air raids in the trenches and woods, finally began to move again. Most people, especially the medics in red cross armbands, rushed to their comrades who had been wounded in the air raids, while others, armoured men, infantry and medics, quickly and cautiously approached the two tanks that were paralyzed in place. Tank No. 4 looked to be completely damaged, with broken tracks and detached inducing wheels, which would have been difficult to repair in the conditions of the battlefield, but fortunately all four tankers had managed to escape before they could. The only thing that made people feel like they could do it was the Tiger, which was basically intact in appearance, with two infantrymen quickly pulling out an unconscious-looking armored soldier from the open driver's hatch, while another man in black uniform slipped through the captain's hatch at the top of the turret, while several other infantry waited by the hatch. After about a minute, they worked together to pull a bloodied creature out of the turret, and half a minute later another one was also inactive. Seeing this, more and more people gathered around the tank, until all five tankers were lifted out of the tank, and two armored men in black uniforms also got through different hatches. Lynn faintly heard the rumbling sound, but it didn't evolve into the familiar rumble until the end. A "black uniform" leans out of the turret hatch and waves his hand and shouts in the direction of the woods.

The dull roar of the engine as thunder in the sky reappeared on the battlefield, and the "Tiger" that had survived the disaster was seen slowly driving out of the woods, its tail belching green smoke, like a wounded beast gasping heavily. At this time, if Lynn were standing close, it would have been easy to find thirty-three clear bullet holes in its cracked striped anti-magnetic paint, large or small, high or low. The driver's observation window had been jammed by shrapnel, and the tankman wearing a black boat-shaped hat had to open the hatch to control the "mount"; The Gunner's periscope did not escape bad luck either, and judging by its distorted form, it would have to return to the repair shop to repair it. In addition to these, the staggered load-bearing wheels also left traces of battle, and although the speckled bullet marks will not affect their normal use, they undoubtedly increase the hidden danger of mechanical failure to this already delicate and complex big guy.

Waiting for the arrival of the "Support Tiger", a "black uniform" had already removed the steel cable carried by the "Lying Tiger" body, hooked one end to the special hook under the front of the "Lying Tiger" body, and then hung the other end on the towing hook on the buttocks of the "Support Tiger". Amid the extraordinarily heavy roar of a Maybach 700-horsepower gasoline engine, a battered Tiger tank pulled its dying companion through hard and slow motion, and even the sound of the wheels turning and the tracks grinding was unusually harsh. The scene was disturbing, but it was a steady state of movement, and in a few minutes they were driving through the soft mud to the nearest road. After passing through the village and further north, about seven or eight kilometers into a densely vegetated woodland, the straight road "disappeared" into the lush pine forest, and not far behind it must have been the deep German line.

Based on the current speed of the two Tiger tanks, Lynn estimated that it would still take them at least 40 minutes to reach the woodland, and it was difficult to ensure that the Soviet planes would not attack and disturb during this period, and the defeated Soviet armored forces could launch a new attack at any time. He felt that the German defense line without the Tiger tank was like a trestle with the piers removed, and it looked like it was still a bridge, and it would break if you stepped on it, and it was not wise to continue the defense.

"Hey, Lynn!"

Lynn turned her head, and it turned out that it was the thinner companion calling her name, but she couldn't understand a word of what he was saying next. In the end, I saw that the other party was holding a drum of ** sand, and then I realized that he was looking for himself to ask for a bullet. Thinking that he couldn't use it at the moment, he broke off the round drum from the "** sand" next to him and threw it to the other party, and then pointed to the position of the Mauser rifle in his hand. The tall and lanky SS soldier tossed the drum that Lynn had thrown, and seemed very pleased with its texture, so he took out the unopened brown paper bag from his backpack, tore it open, and left himself a few rows of bullets, and threw the rest to Lynn along with the brown paper bag.

The silent deal was completed, and both parties took what they wanted, and they seemed to be satisfied. Putting away the bullets, Lynn looked around, except for the two "Tigers" and the trucks that transported the seriously wounded to evacuate, the rest of the German army had no intention of evacuating the defensive line, they were either reinforcing the bunker fortifications or repairing their weapons, and some sappers with square boxes on their backs also began to dig pits and lay mines between the wreckage of the tanks in front of the position, and it seemed that it was a foregone conclusion that they would continue to hold on to this place.

Looking at the belongings at his hand, the Mauser rifle was still reusable, and the ammunition was relatively sufficient, but the only grenade had been used. As soon as he thought of the scene where it blew up the enemy army, Lynn was hooked, and it would be nice to give herself a few more. The opposite hillside was littered with the bodies of more than 100 Soviet soldiers and the weapons and ammunition they had carried, but none of the German soldiers on this side ventured to pick them up, presumably for fear of the opposing heavy machine guns and snipers.

There were some things to think about, and Lynn set up her rifle and pulled out old drums and scattered bullets from the Soviet canvas bag. A simple reloading game is not difficult to fumble around, he quickly loaded more than 20 rounds of ammunition into the drum, and then loaded the drum with ** sand, and pulled the bolt to play in case of emergency.

When everything was ready, he looked up at the sky, and through the gaps in the snow-covered branches and leaves, he could see the dazzling sun, and it seemed that it was only noon, and the Soviet army's air supremacy could still play an effective role in the next half a day - as soon as this thought popped up, he suddenly heard a faint roar, and his heart was shocked, and he quickly turned his head to see the two Tiger tanks, which were less than two kilometers away from the village, and were in a very open position, but a truck that had set off at the same time had already entered the woodland.

"It's broken!" Lynn couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, someone on the position soon used a hand-cranked air defense siren to issue an air raid siren, but its poignant voice couldn't suppress the thunderous roar, when it got closer and closer, more and more clear, Lynn subconsciously raised his head, just in time to see the red five stars flashing.

The Soviet fighter plane flew at such a low altitude that it even gave Lynn the urge to stab with a penny.

The surrounding German soldiers raised their guns and fired, but the red stars kept flashing overhead, and their wings were like dark clouds that blocked the sun for a long time.

Picking up the Mauser rifle, Lynn was stunned and didn't shoot. The number of Soviet fighters whizzing past has surpassed that of the previous Il-2, can their Tiger tanks escape this time?

The whizzing Soviet fighters quickly answered Lynn's question with rockets, and they flew towards their targets like poisoned cold arrows, white tail smoke drawing a swim-like trajectory in the air, and the blazing explosion instantly engulfed the two Tiger tanks.

This time, the quadruple machine guns attached to the edge of the woods finally shot down a Soviet fighter plane, and Lynn felt no relief in watching it fall in the smoke and shatter in the explosion.

Although the two Tiger tanks had stopped, and the turrets and bodies were burning with open flames and black smoke, the Soviet pilots did not seem to be at ease, and some of the fighters turned around and dropped aerial bombs. In the face of the extremely weak anti-aircraft fire of the German army, their battlefield bombing was as simple as training, and there were some, but rarely, all of them.

After a violent explosion, the two Tiger tanks finally looked indistinguishable from the scrap metal piles in front of the village. At this time, the Soviet aircraft group attacking at ultra-low altitude turned its fire to the German ground direction, and used bombs and machine guns to wreak, ravage, and slaughter over and over again, without mercy.

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