The only weapon capable of destroying the E-100 was scrapped as soon as the battle began, and it can almost be said that the Germans could do whatever they wanted, and in the face of such a bad situation, it seemed that only retreat was the best policy?

However, old Hemsstra refused to retreat, and to tell the truth, for them armored soldiers, the retreat could not be easier, and it was completely possible to pat themselves on the ass and leave. But he couldn't leave behind his combat engineer brothers www.biquge.info they were still in their positions, and it was almost impossible for them to withdraw, and the vital department store position couldn't be handed over to the Germans!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! ”

Old Hemsstra grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled, "Ravel, are you maneuvering in place?" The enemy has broken through! ”

However, the other two T-54s obviously did not progress so quickly, and the German resistance was still relatively fierce, although they had already forced their way through several enemy positions, but not all enemy positions could be forced through.

"Ten minutes, give us ten more minutes!" Raffle yelled as he opened fire.

"Damn it!" Old Hemstra cursed again, for ten minutes was too long, and in ten minutes the damned Germans would probably be able to cut him into eight pieces.

"Maneuver, go around to the other side."

Old Hemsstra forced himself to calm down and think of a way, now that the Germans had occupied the square, presumably the anti-tank group of combat sappers in ambush on the surrounding buildings should attack the enemy. The German should be distracted at this point, and that is the only opportunity he can take advantage of.

Immediately, old Hemstella called to the bazooka men who were lying in ambush on the roofs around him: "Seize the opportunity to fire together, the best tank that can destroy the enemy, if you can't help us buy a little time!" ”

I have to say that the combat sappers are good, although the E-100 rushed out of the street into the square, which caused them to be far away from the target, and it is difficult to accurately attack the enemy's top armor at a distance of more than 100 meters, because today's wind is relatively strong, and the ability of RPG to carry the wind is quite limited, and it is difficult for even the most experienced shooter to grasp the unpredictable wind direction in the city.

The first group of shooters leaned out and lassoed the E-100 with the rudimentary sights of the RPG, which was not difficult, but it was difficult to estimate the wind speed, which in this era is all about experience.

With a dazzling flash of fire erupting from the tail of the nozzle, under the action of the rocket engine, the super-caliber armor-piercing bullet flew out with a whizz. At this time, there is probably only one voice in the shooter's heart, and that is to be sure to hit!

However, the truth was far from the truth, as a sudden wind blew the rockets away, and you could clearly see the rockets flying farther and farther away from the wind as they flew over the E-100 turret in a strange arc......

This attack immediately attracted Schwarzberg's attention, and he immediately used his MG-34 machine gun to shoot at the roof of the building, and once again called on the infantry to hurry up and escort him: "Don't get entangled with the Russian infantry, quickly pass through the streets, I need you!" Fast! ”

And on the other side, the elder Hemstra was also ordering his combat sappers: "Stop the enemy's infantry and entangle them!" Guys, please! ”

In an instant, a fierce shootout broke out on the original street, with Red Army combat sappers with assault rifles and German grenadiers with submachine guns firing at each other across the fence, and occasionally entertaining their opponents with grenades. At the height of the battle, the two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat in the house, and neither side refused to back down, and a bloody battle was inevitable.

At the same time, the anti-tank group of the Red Army in ambush on the roof of the building also continued to attack, but this wind was so annoying that the shooter was really at a loss. You can see rockets flying past the E-100 in a strange arc, but they just don't hurt it.

This situation is undoubtedly frustrating, but old Hemstra is as calm as water at this time, not knowing whether the situation is bad enough for him to be unable to get angry, or if he is really calmly trying to find a way to solve the problem.

"Snipers and Heavys should also be prepared to press the enemy commander back!"

As soon as this order came out, Schwarzberg's side was under a lot of pressure, and the rain of bullets rushed towards him, and you could see the sparks on the turret, but Schwarzberg also refused to retreat into the cabin, but used machine guns to constantly fire at the Red Army, and commanded the gun commander in the turret to fire fiercely at the Red Army with artillery, although it certainly could not hit the Red Army on the roof, but the effect of the 128mm grenade demolition of the house was still good.

Ordinary brick and concrete houses could not withstand a few shots, and in a short time you could see some houses collapse under heavy shelling from the E-100, and some of the Red Army combat sappers who did not have time to retreat had to be buried alive by the masonry rubble.

However, the situation was extremely bad, but not a single soldier tried to escape, and everyone stuck to their posts, fighting the enemy to the end with the weapons in their hands.

This kind of tug-of-war was naturally something that Schwarzberg did not want to see, and he ordered the gun commander to continue firing fiercely, and on the other hand, he also shouted to the infantry to follow, but it took time. Of course, he did not forget the existence of No. 888, he constantly searched the periscope for traces of the T-54, and constantly asked the crew members: "Did you see that T-54?" Destroy it first! ”

The elder Hemsstra hid well, and he quietly moved the tank to the other side of the department store, hiding behind the broken walls and carefully observing the E-100 diagonally opposite. He was patiently waiting for his chance.

"This bastard is really careful," said the old man indignantly, "and always face us head-on. Zherelov, is it safe to hit its running gear? ”

Zherelov smiled bitterly: "You also said that the enemy is careful, our firing angles are small, and the large amount of armored wreckage in the square blocks the enemy, and at this position it is unlikely that we will hit the enemy's walking gear. ”

The elder Hemstra also knew that there was little hope, and his AGS-42 could hit the enemy because of the bend of the trajectory, but the 40mm grenade was too powerful to damage the enemy's walking gear.

In other words, there were two choices in front of the old man: first, it was to wait for the other two T-54s to come around and explode chrysanthemums from behind; The second is to take the initiative and rush out of the current hidden position to attack the enemy.

The first option was undoubtedly safer, but the old man was not willing to wait. Not because the old man was in a hurry, but because at this time the combat sappers were very tight on their side, and the losses were not small, and if they continued to wait, God knows how many more young men would die tragically under the enemy's guns. And the enemy infantry is also trying to keep up, and once they do, they will hold the weak flanks of the E-100, and they will be able to make the T-54 drink a pot with an iron fist.

So the old man decided to attack, and he personally went out to replace the driver: "Alyosha, you are still young, don't follow me on an adventure this time!" ”

But Alyosha categorically disagreed, preferring to take risks, even if the old man ordered him to give up the driver's seat on the grounds that his driving skills were better, the latter did not want to leave the tank, he took the old man's place as the commander, and prepared to maneuver the AGS-42 to strike at the enemy.

There was really no way to get rid of Alyosha, and the old man couldn't help it. He got into the cockpit, moved his shoulders and fingers a few times, and then it was up to him to live or die.

The old man skillfully hung up the forward gear, and No. 888 slowly drove out of the hiding place, and then jumped forward lightly, along the way the old man used the cover of the shelter as much as possible to achieve the effect of the surprise attack. Of course, to tell the truth, it was too close to see him unless the Germans were blind. What's more, Schwarzberg has been searching for him carefully?

"Got you, little bastard!" Schwarzberg cheered and immediately reminded the commander: "At ten o'clock, behind the broken wall, T-54!" ”

The turret of the E-100 began to turn slowly but forcefully, and the terrifying 128mm cannon also turned, and inside the turret, you could see the scope that the gun commander aimed at with his right eye, constantly shaking the handwheel.

"Put!"

The 128mm cannon spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the huge air flow and shock wave from the muzzle blew the snow in front of the E-100, revealing a black-brown asphalt surface.

"Oops!"

Schwarzberg also carefully observed the firing situation, and the cannon was still very accurate, and if there were no obstacles in the way of the shell, this cannon would definitely be able to take out the opponent's turret. But it's a pity that those obstacles absorb the shells, and the 128-mm armor-piercing shells can't destroy the T-54 through a tank, no matter how powerful they are.

"Don't worry, there's still a chance, hold on!"

Schwarzberg cheered loudly to the gunner, he knew very well what the Russians wanted to do, as long as the other side did not change his mind, he still had enough opportunities to shoot next.

The most tired person is the loader of the E-100, the 128-mm armor-piercing bullet is clumsy and heavy, and he really can't do this job without enough physical strength and arm strength. Especially in this kind of continuous and uninterrupted firing, the loader's stamina will be drastically depleted. After a few rounds of shells in a row, he was already tired, but he also knew that he could not stop at all, and that he had to destroy the enemy before he went around the side of his tank, otherwise the consequences would be terrible!

The old Hemstra on the other side is also very tired, the operation of the double-row joysticks of the Soviet-style tank is cumbersome and physically demanding, he is an 80-year-old man after all, and the continuous maneuvering and continuous disguise is really a heavy burden. Especially when there is a terrifying cannon on your head and you don't keep firing, every slightest mistake will cause the consequences of car crash and death, such psychological pressure is not something that anyone can withstand!

But the strange old man is obviously not an ordinary person, he had to play war cosplay with a lame leg, and now it is easy to really play war games, especially this kind of extremely bloody battle, the whole old man is excited all of a sudden. It was like taking two catties of stimulants, and the whole person exploded.

Even driving through a cramped periscope, the old man still used his extraordinary perception to use the destroyed tanks and armored vehicles as cover, and approached the E-100 in a Brownian motion. Anyway, Schwarzberg was stunned, he had never seen a driver who could drive a tank so well. To be honest, he didn't even know how to describe what he saw, was this still a tank? It's just Jerry, who is out of place.

And the more tragic thing is that he is Tom Cat, and there is no way to take the little mouse, so he can only watch the naughty little mouse keep showing off his position, constantly teasing his nerves. Schwarzberg was already on the verge of madness anyway.

The German loader was sweating and stuffing shells into the barrel, while the commander of the gun, who was covered in cold sweat, tried to capture the trajectory of the 888 as much as possible, although the trajectory of the opponent was extremely unscientific and contrary to the principles of physics, but he had to keep up.

"Put!"

The shells flew off.

"Put!"

The shells were blocked by obstacles.

"Put!"

No. 888 suddenly stopped, and the shells missed.

Old Hemsstra drove in a way that almost drove the German gun commander crazy, and if you stayed in the turret of the E-100, you could even hear the Germans gritting their teeth.

After five consecutive misses, the loader almost gasped and slipped a cannonball into the chamber, and after completing this action, the man fell straight into the gondola, for he was so tired that he had exhausted all his strength, and now he couldn't even lift his fingers.

The gun commander is also tired, and you think it's easy to shake the handwheel up and down? Going around like this almost broke him, especially when the target suddenly disappeared from view just as you were about to shoot, not to mention the helplessness and speechlessness.

Anyway, the gunner had lost confidence, he was almost doing his job mechanically, and he had no confidence in destroying his opponent. On the contrary, I hope that this devastation will end soon.

He took aim one last time subconsciously, and then the enemy was in a position to dodge again, at this time his body was no longer listening to the command, so he shuddered and before he could shake the handwheel to adjust the scope, the shell flew out.

"Damn, missed it again!"

The gunner was about to urge the loader to hurry up and get to work, but the latter said that he could no longer take care of himself, so let him take a breath a little more.

And at this moment, who had been nervously observing the progress of the battle, and was almost so angry that he had a heart attack, Schwarzberg let out a cheer: "Hit!" ”

I did hit, but the position of the hit was quite mysterious. The 128-mm armor-piercing shell broke the barrel of No. 888 with a section exposed! This means that No. 888 loses offensive firepower!

Schwarzberg was so happy that holding the gunner's head like a child was a wild kiss, and it was really a joy from the bottom of his heart, because he knew that he was already invincible!

As for the gunner, are you still confused at the moment? He couldn't seem to believe the result, but when he saw the broken barrel of No. 888 with his scope, he couldn't help but jump too.

The Germans were happy, Lady Luck seemed to be on their side, and when No. 888 lost firepower, was there still suspense in the battle?

Zherelov was very frustrated, because his father's performance was really flawless before, and seeing that he was about to succeed, he was actually abolished by the enemy's cannon, what is Nima?

In an instant, the morale of the crew of No. 888 fell to the bottom, and everyone did not know what to do next. At this moment, Zherelov suddenly felt that the tank under his feet was shaking, this was a signal that the engine was increasing its power, could it be that Daddy was preparing to retreat?

The answer given by old Hemsstra was the opposite, yes, the blow to him was also quite big, and he was so angry that he scolded his mother. But soon he calmed down again, and after thinking for a few seconds, he made an amazing decision - fight!

Smoke billowed from the tail of No. 888, where the engine exploded, seemed to Schwarzberg to be a signal that the Russians were ready to flee, and he gave the order without thinking: "Catch up and kill him!" ”

The clumsy E-100 began to maneuver, but compared to the 888, the cargo's maneuverability was nothing short of scum, unsightly, like a blind wild boar smashing around in the woods. Simple, brutal, and brutal is the best way to describe it.

But Schwarzberg liked the simplicity, the brutality and the brutality, which he saw as an unrivalled force that would crush his opponents.

"Onward! Advance! Advance! ”

The excited Schwarzberg even sang, but in his singing No. 888 made an astonishing move - old Hemstra did not retreat, let alone escape, on the contrary, he was striding forward!

What do the Russians want to do?

Schwarzberg was stunned, he could not imagine at all what a tank without weapons could do. Could it be that the Russians are ready to die? A thunderous death assault?

Schwarzberg welcomes the Russians and will not hesitate to take them out: "Fire, kill it!" ”

The sudden success just now restored the gunner's self-confidence and the loader's physical strength, and even though the latter now felt that his arms were sore, he still quickly loaded a shell into the barrel.

With a bang, the shells flew out, and then ...... And then there was no then, because the cannon flew away.

Schwarzberg was a little stunned, but immediately he ordered: "Go on!" ”

The exhausted loader reloaded, and the gunner swore a solemn oath: "This time it will never let it run!" ”

The shell flew out again, but the gun commander's oath was not fulfilled, and the gun still failed, and this also made the excited Germans come back to their senses, the previous shot was indeed blind, and it was considered luck to be able to be hit once, but not every time there will be so good luck.

When the next two bombs failed again, the Germans' complexion returned to the previous iron blue, yes, they abolished the armament of No. 888, but their tanks were not much different from unarmed, they could not hit the enemy's artillery, no matter how powerful and powerful, what was the use?

Anyway, now the Germans have experienced what it's like to fire an air cannon, the kind of enemy is right under your nose, but the powerlessness of your stick is too disgusting. In desperation, Schwarzberg even drove away the gun commander to operate the gun himself, but he soon found that his performance was not much better than the already collapsed gun commander.

The distance between No. 888 and the E-100 was rapidly decreasing, and the closer the distance, the more the Germans could not take No. 888. The only thing that makes Schwarzberg puzzled is, what is the other party going to do?

"Boys, hold on to the handrail and get ready for impact!"

Old Hemsstra's plan was very simple, it was to crash. Even if I don't have a weapon, I'll kill you if I hit it. So is this a good solution? It's hard to say, because the E-100 is much heavier than the T-54 after all, and the T-54 is simply a lightweight compared to the E-100.

The 888 was so fast that you could see its tracks rolling up a puff of snow and mud as it slammed into the back half of the E-100, at which point Schwarzberg fired its last shell and almost grazed the 888's turret. Then, before the roar of the shooting was over, a huge shock was felt.

duang!

The two steel behemoths engaged in a real hand-to-hand fight, and the 36-ton T-54 slammed into the engine compartment of the more than 100-ton E-100. The collision made a screeching sound of metal, and the occupants of both sides exclaimed in unison, except that the Russians were prepared and the Germans were caught off guard.

Schwarzberg's head hit the bulkhead so hard that even with the protection of a tank cap, he felt like a gold star in his eyes, and the rest of the crew was choking, and the poor loader was removing a 128-mm armor-piercing shell from the rack, which he was holding at the time of the collision. So he was badly injured, the falling shell was hitting the surface of his foot, and his face was hitting the bullet rack, so he broke his foot bone, fractured his nose bone, plus a concussion and fainted directly

The others were only slightly injured, and the big guy was a little dizzy anyway, and he hadn't figured out what was going on.

After about ten seconds, Schwarzberg recovered from the severe pain, and by this time the roar of the engine that had been resounding throughout the battlefield had stopped, and the battlefield seemed to be quiet for a moment, and he lay in front of the periscope, trying to search for traces of 888.

The driver brought bad news: "Captain, our engine stopped and it seems to have been crashed!" ”

Before Schwarzberg could react, he felt a slight shock in the turret, and then the gun commander was so anxious that he shouted: "The Russians have destroyed our artillery!" ”

After the impact, the prepared No. 888 recovered faster, and the pilot, Alyosha, did not need to be instructed by the old Hemsstra, opened the hatch and took out the wrench he carried with him and stuffed it into the long barrel of the E-100, but the Germans did not know at all that they were stupid and the result after firing, needless to say that the barrel was a waste.

The two sides were then leveled off, but the Russians clearly had the advantage, with both machine guns and AGS-42s at their disposal, and the loaders, led by the elder Hemstra, picked up the AS-30 short assault rifles in the car and crawled towards the nearby E-100 turret.

At the same time, Schwarzberg also led the crew to make a final resistance, and the two sides opened fire at extremely close range, and the shootout lasted a full three minutes, when Schwarzberg, who leaned out to fight, was killed, and the elder Hermstra successfully captured the remaining German devils.

After getting into the turret of the E-100, the elder Helmstra got his wish, but soon Schwarzberg's body caught his attention, and the German captain took out his treasured family portrait before he died, and it was his family that was most remembered by him...... (To be continued.) )