While Lin Youde and Charlotte were paying attention to the fleeing fleet of the Republic, the German army was rumbling forward on the plains of Ukraine.

Vehicles painted with iron crosses fill every road in Ukraine, and ugly steel helmets are everywhere.

By June 10, the German army had penetrated deep into Ukraine, and the Russian army's defense line was full of holes.

The equipment of the Russian troops is not bad, although most of the infantry uses rifles, the number of machine guns and the number of artillery are not small, and some units are equipped with automatic weapons like Bobosha.

But the Russian army lacks sufficient training, and combat experience is even more pitiful. On the other hand, the German army was well-trained, and even the new recruits who were replenished by the troops underwent combat training for more than two months under the leadership of veterans before the start of the operation. At the same time, the German army is also very rich in combat experience, most of the grassroots backbone officers and non-commissioned officers have accumulated experience in previous battles, and the combat experience of veterans is not much worse than that of non-commissioned officers.

On the battlefield, the gap in experience is often more critical than the gap in training. To give a simple example, also on the march, the experienced troops heard the gunfire and all of them rushed down the road and lay down, and after ten seconds of death, everyone squirmed behind various covers, and began to look for the enemy and prepare to return fire; Troops without actual combat experience often cannot react so quickly, and they will not think of looking for the enemy to fight back after lying down.

Of course, the battlefield is very cruel and ruthless, and its cruelty and ruthlessness are reflected in the fact that no matter how experienced you are, if you are unlucky, you will die, which is completely unreasonable. However, if the perspective is elevated to the perspective of the battle, and the two opposing armies are seen as two opposing people, then the experienced side is much less likely to be hit by the other side because it reacts faster, finds better cover, and is able to return fire more quickly and effectively. In other words, an experienced army is equivalent to having a higher "dodge rate", and at the same time, an experienced army tends to have better shooting ability and can destroy opponents more efficiently, so it has a "dodge rate" bonus while also increasing the "hit rate".

This is similar to online game PK, the opponent has higher dodge and higher hits, and the timing of using skills is better, so the victory or defeat will be obvious.

Of course, this is from the point of view of the army as a whole, from a purely statistical point of view; For soldiers on the front line, death and wounding are random events determined by luck, and it is generally just luck to survive.

In addition, experience also brings morale, and soldiers who have survived multiple bloody battles and won the fruits of victory are often very confident that they will survive the next battle and win. This self-confidence comes together and is known as morale.

An army that can move forward without a Warlord is certainly better at fighting than an army that is forced into battle by an Overseer.

In this way, the German armored cluster tore apart the Russian defense line, and the defense line was so broken that the Russian troops could not respond to each other, and the ammunition supply and command system were all destroyed, and the Cossacks and Guards who were more combat-oriented were still able to resist stubbornly, and the other units surrendered to the Germans after symbolic resistance.

By June 12, the Germans had captured more than 300,000 Russian soldiers, and because all the battlefield transportation capacity was used to meet the attacking forces, these surrendered Russian soldiers could not be evacuated at all, and as a result, they were thrown in place after collecting their weapons. The Germans did not have much to guard behind, often just a car of infantry and a few soldiers to guard a large group of Russian prisoners, but the prisoners did not seem to have the intention of seizing German weapons to continue fighting, and just obediently stayed where they were.

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Otto? Kali Woods was in his chariot, looking at the large group of Russian prisoners on the side of the road.

"Why didn't they run away?" Kosher had an incomprehensible expression on his face, "In my opinion, this guard is simply a loophole, and if I had replaced him, I must have organized people to see the opportunity to riot." ”

"And then they were all annihilated by our troops who came up from behind?" Otto shook his head, "They also know that they won't have a second chance to surrender. ”

At this time, on a half-track car on the side of the road ahead, a German soldier waved to the third platoon of the marching armored training team.

Otto raised his left hand and ordered through the in-car communication, "Stop, Link." ”

The entire third row of four Tigers all stopped.

"Sir," a sergeant said to the front of the Tiger, "do you see the supply team that has come to bring us supplies?" The radio said they should have arrived half an hour ago. ”

"No," Otto looked back at the road behind him, which was in bad condition and the trucks had a hard time walking, so it was divided between the chariot and the half-track convoy, so there was no other place to see the traffic, "we didn't see the supply convoy, we didn't see the wreckage of the supply trucks, I think they might have gone the wrong way." ”

"Damn," the sergeant pouted, most of the German troops were well aware of the traffic situation, and several barely good roads had already been stuck in traffic jams, and the convoy could not see the end at a glance, so don't think about moving fast when you get into the traffic, "The prisoners have nothing to eat now, and they are making trouble......

Otto thought for a moment and said to the sergeant, "Do you see the boxes in the back of our car, the ones tied to the back of the car, and there are compressed biscuits in them......"

"Hey, that's our stock ration."

"We'll be resupplied when we get to the front, and," Otto paused, "the compressed biscuits are unpalatable, and it doesn't matter to give them to the Russians." ”

"Okay." Kosher shrugged.

The infantry sergeant quickly instructed the soldiers to move the compressed biscuits from the car, and then thanked Otto: "Thank you very much for your generosity, sir, you should be able to meet the troops of our division as you go forward, are you rushing to help in the battle?" ”

"No, we're just taking a shortcut to catch up with the Panzer Instructor before we went to support the infantry in attacking a well-fortified town. It was hoped that the attack on Shepetovka would be in time. With that, Otto saluted the infantry sergeant, who immediately returned the salute and gave way to the road.

The Tiger platoon began to advance again, climbing up a hill and seeing the ruins of a village.

As the chariot passed by the rubble, Otto saw a Ukrainian woman in a turban digging a pit in the yard where the fence was almost completely destroyed, with the body of an old man beside her.

As if she hadn't heard the roar of the chariot's engine, the aunt continued to dig her wife's resting place with a shovel.

After leaving the ruins of the village, Otto's platoon drove along the road for half an hour, and finally saw a populated village, and a burning Russian magic armor at the entrance of the village illuminated the night that had fallen.

There seems to be a German field hospital inside the village, and the cries of the wounded can be heard clearly outside the house.

The Tiger convoy passed through the village, which was full of busy German logistics soldiers, and finally saw the fuel supply center on the other side of the village.

Otto stopped the four Tigers again, and the quartermaster sergeant, who had just stopped and flipped through the form with a clipboard, walked over.

"We only have the last 1,200 litres of fuel, and you can get 200 litres for each car, and we're going to leave a little for our own half-tracks."

"Well, it's better than nothing." Otto climbed out of the turret, "We're also going to clean up the engine air purifier grid, and maybe some lube." ”

"Okay, you'll have to do it yourself, and we can help with lube and other oils."

Otto nodded, and by this time Kosher and the cook, who had left the tank, had already begun to remove the air filter from the intake fan behind the engine.

The Tiger's engine is so powerful that almost 140,000 litres of air are sucked into the engine every five kilometers, so after so long marching, the engine's air filter grid is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Cleaning the air filter is a daily task for armored soldiers, and if the filter is not cleaned, it will cause the engine to suck in too much dust, and thus scrap it early, and it would be unthinkable if it is scrapped on the battlefield - you must know that large parts such as engines are not often refilled.

While the armored soldiers were cleaning the air filters, the soldiers at the fuel station brought in oil drums.

"Don't put the lube in the tank." The logistics sergeant who led the team made a joke with Otto.

The Tiger tank can hold 30 liters of oil in the gearbox alone, and the amount of oil in the whole vehicle is close to 100 liters when the whole vehicle is in perfect condition, so the vehicle will need to be replenished with some oil after each long run.

Otto himself took the square oil drum and opened the oil refill pipe on the side, which was filled with about a liter of bump.

After putting the oil cartridge down, Otto instructed: "Go and see the condition of the battery, and add coolant if you can." ”

"Understood, sir." The cook's voice was a little playful, "I'll check every part of this baby, as long as you promise us not to rush today." ”

Otto looked up at the sky and saw a reconnaissance plane flying towards the front line. The black dots in the sunset looked rather abrupt, reminiscent of vultures hovering in the sky, staring at corpses on the ground.

"Alright," Otto shrugged, "we'll rest here tonight and get the vehicle in good hands." I don't want to go ahead and meet the Russians and do something about it. ”

As if to echo Otto's words, the rumbling of cannon came from the east.

"Do you want to rest here for the night?" The quartermaster officer, who had been standing beside Otto, asked, "However, I heard that the Russian army at the front is resisting fiercely. ”

"The war will not run away on its own." Instead of Otto, Kosher replied to the young quartermaster, "And the key to survival is not to rush, to be prepared." ”

"Yes, that's right." The quartermaster looked a little frightened, "So, do I need to set up a tent for you?" ”

"Of course not," Kosher patted the chariot, "on the battlefield, this guy is our home." ”