The Tiger King was surrounded by abandoned tanks, and its range of motion was getting smaller and smaller, so I saw the right time to climb up to the tank from behind in three steps. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 I was dumbfounded when the info came up, I don't have any anti-tank weapons.

The hatch of the King Tiger was anti-locking and could not be opened from the outside, and there were few bulges on the tank, making it difficult to secure the body. I looked around to see if I could find something that smashed open the hatch. On the side of the tank there was a row of barbs hanging from the objects, and the things hanging on them caught my eye.

I gripped the edge of the hatch with my left hand, and little by little with my right hand, I finally grabbed a sapper shovel.

Tanks often need to build shelters, and usually have some tools on them, such as axes, sapper shovels, etc. What I got was a sapper shovel made of special steel, which was very sharp.

"Bang" "Bang"

I lifted the sapper shovel and slammed it against the joints behind the hatch, and to my surprise, the weld was so solid that my mouth was bleeding.

The movement outside alarmed the Blood Wolves inside, and the Tiger King slammed into the abandoned tanks around him at full speed, trying to open a way out, and at the same time shook me down.

"Bang" "Bang"

I didn't give up, and while fixing myself, I continued to smash, and cracks began to appear in the weld.

"Click"

The man inside could not sit still, opened the hatch and opened a gap, and a pistol stretched out.

"Bang" "Ahh

I slashed through it with a shovel, and a few bloody fingers were sliced off, and the man inside howled and let go of the hand holding the hatch.

I quickly took out two grenades, pulled off the fuse, threw them down, and then quickly closed the lid and threw myself on them.

There was a flurry inside, pushing the lid hard, and I couldn't let go with a sinister smile.

"All tmd to my brother's funeral!"

"Boom" "Boom"

There were two muffled noises inside, and the impact of the explosion blew me off with the lid on.

"Bang"

My back was on the tank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man rolled to the ground along the sloping armor in front of the tank.

The tank that had lost control continued to move forward, the tracks getting closer and closer to my legs, and I quickly retreated backwards, and finally the tank tracks stopped less than 1 cm from my feet.

"Click"

The cockpit hatch opened, a puff of smoke came out of it, and a white man crawled out of it with a shaking head.

"Poof"

Seeing the appearance of the enemy, my eyes turned red, and I slashed it with a shovel, and the member of this blood wolf spurted blood from his neck and lay on the tank.

"Ulla!"

Seeing that the Tiger King was killed, the morale of the Soviet army was greatly shaken, and they launched an even more fierce attack, and several German tanks were killed one after another.

We were engaged in the German skeleton division, the Reich division and the Hitler division, and these three divisions were the trump cards of the German aces. Their soldiers were by no means lacking in courage and blood.

There was a strange sight on the battlefield, with hundreds of tanks mixed together on one side and fighting in the dark. On one side, the tankmen on both sides of the Soviet Union and Germany who escaped from the abandoned tanks shot at each other and fought hand-to-hand.

I wiped the blood from my face, picked up a sapper shovel and rushed into the German crowd. The sapper shovel has only one way to attack, and that is to slash!

The sharp edge is like a knife edge, and it is unusually sharp. I deliberately followed the neck of the German army, and as long as I was cut off, my head was directly separated. The tragic death frightened the Germans near me from coming forward.

"Bang"

In the confusion, a stray bullet hit my calf, and my feet went limp, so I hurriedly supported it with a sapper shovel so that I would not fall. A nearby German soldier saw the opportunity and pounced with a bayonet.

"Look for death!"

I propped myself on one leg and slashed down with a shovel on my head, and the German soldiers raised their rifles to resist.

"Click"

The huge force directly split the gun into parts, and the sapper shoveled and slashed at his shoulder.

The sapper shovel was one of the artifacts of hand-to-hand combat, and the sharp knife cut directly from the shoulder to the abdomen, disemboweling the German soldier, and the hot intestines flowed all over the ground.

The Soviet army was superior in numbers, and the Germans suffered heavy losses in hand-to-hand combat, suffering heavy casualties. The German tanks gradually couldn't hold on, and several tigers took the lead, pushed away the blockade, turned around and ran back.

After a whole afternoon, it was almost dark, and the Soviet army was afraid of German reinforcements, and after a simple cleaning of the battlefield, they retreated.

I took off my hat and found our T-34 tank with the help of Soviet soldiers. The surviving Jiang Yitao and others also came over one after another, and everyone was sad.

There was nothing left, our tank burned to the ground, and with grief we withdrew to the small city of Prokhorovka with the tank troops.

There were more than 400 tanks on the expedition, and in just one day, less than 200 remained, and the battle damage was as high as 50%. Although the Germans were repulsed, their losses were less than 70 vehicles, and the battle was actually a crushing defeat for the Soviet troops.

The tank units were seriously reduced, and the command directly incorporated the remaining tanks into the defensive units. Because the other fronts were tight, we could not replenish them for the time being, and our team was directly classified as infantry.

For the next few days, neither the Soviet nor the Germans made any big moves, licking their wounds.

The Soviets were still expanding their forces on a large scale, and every day cars pulled ignorant recruits to the battlefield, and then truckloads of corpses were transported to the rear. Jiang Yitao and I were assigned to the infantry squad as squad leaders because of our outstanding performance, with 11 recruits under our command.

Time was pressing, the recruits were untrained, and we were so busy every day that we couldn't even take care of eating, and gradually forgot the pain of losing our comrades. Only at night before going to bed did we have the opportunity to get together and chat.

"The mission is not over yet, the blood wolf on the German side has not yet died, pay attention these days, don't be exploited"

"Don't worry, I know in my heart, it's not easy to find us among so many people", Jiang Yitao didn't take my words to heart.

"Our faces are too different from those of the Soviet army, you can find us with a little attention, and when you sleep at night with your eyes open, I am a little restless, and I always feel that something is going to happen!"

"Okay"

The next few days were quiet, and the expected attacks did not materialize. Hidden enemies are the most dangerous, because you don't know when they're going to come out and bite you hard.

The Battle of Prokhorovka was only part of the Battle of Kursk, and on the 12th, the Soviets attacked the German Orel salient, and the rear of the German Ninth Army was in crisis. With the bankruptcy of the outflanking tactics of the German army, the Soviet troops in Prokhorovka launched a counterattack!

"Boom Boom"

The Soviet attacking force was in sight, and the marching tanks mixed in with the infantry line were advancing towards the German line like ants moving. I was a little famous in the Soviet army's tank troops, and the soldiers under my command followed a lot of light.

The tankmen rushed to invite us to sit on the tanks and march, much to the envy of the other infantrymen who were struggling on the muddy roads. The T-34 tank has some handrails specially welded on it, so we don't have to have much effort to hang on it.

When they arrived at the attack point, it was already afternoon, and the Soviet troops attacked directly without stopping.

"Ulla!"

Although the Soviet soldiers were very tired, they still gathered their spirits and rushed to the Germans after the order to attack was given.