Chapter 118: Armor Clash and Soul Trading
"Let the assault guns and tank destroyers fire! Fire! The tanks ignite, the silence is lifted, and the infantry follows the tanks!"
On the battlefield outside the woods, a remnant of the German Panzer Division was defending itself by relying on improvised positions, but Soviet troops poured in from all directions as if they could never be killed.
The scales of victory had long been tilted in favor of the Soviet army, and millions of Soviet soldiers had now begun a full-scale counteroffensive, and when they encountered retreating German troops on the way, they would rush up and annihilate them.
In front of the position, the wreckage of the T-34 tank was everywhere, but the Soviet tankmen all rushed towards the German positions with their tanks as if they had drunk too much expired vodka.
Tanks collide and fight bayonets, such a rough tactic can only be thought of by Lao Maozi.
At this time, a heavy cannon fire sounded in the forest, and the veterans on both sides immediately heard that it was the fire of 88 guns.
A cannonball whizzing with dark green flames struck a T-34-85 tank that rushed at the front.
The strange shell pierced the frontal armor without any pressure, and then caused an explosion inside the tank, and the turret of the T-34 was blown four or five meters high like a toy, and then fell heavily on the ground next to it.
The decapitated T-34 spewed dark green flames from its body, and the tank crew inside had no time to flee for their lives.
But this was only the beginning, the trees in the forest began to fall, the IV tank and the Leopard tank rushed out, and the Soviet armored forces were in confusion for a while, but immediately regrouped, slowed down the attack, and tried to stop the attack.
But they were stunned by the scene, and a dozen behemoths slowly drove out of the forest, and the turrets began to turn, aiming at their respective prey.
"Tiger!
The Soviet tankers burst into a cacophony of shouts over the radio and began to reverse their vehicles.
I rushed too far, there was no artillery support, and there was no heavy tank to suppress the formation, so with my own T-34 and infantry, rushing up and shouting with the Tiger tank, it was simply looking for death.
Before the Tiger tank could fire, the forest resounded with the sound of cannonballs.
The III assault gun and the Ferdinand tank destroyer fired, as well as the towed anti-tank guns.
The Soviet tank regiment immediately suffered huge losses, more than a dozen T-34s were directly destroyed, igniting a raging fire, and more than 20 were lying on their stomachs in an instant, their tracks were blown up, and they could not move.
At the forefront of the Germans was a black King Tiger tank without any camouflage paint, and the steel behemoth was running at a speed that the soldiers on both sides could not believe their eyes.
The Black Tiger King drove past the remaining German positions at great speed, and before the soldiers could finish cheering, the Tiger King had already driven out of the position and rushed towards the Soviet troops.
The bulky-looking turret turned fast, and the gun that was constantly firing was reloaded even faster, as if the tank's loader was a lightning-fast superman.
Bang!
The black Tiger King directly collided with a T-34 that was reversing, and the latter's frontal armor was instantly dented into it, crumpled like a twist.
And then... The black tiger king, like a monster, did not stop at all, but increased the horsepower and pressed directly down the body of the T-34.
A shrill grinding sound resounded across the battlefield, and the T-34 tank and the members of the tank crew who had already been frightened were crushed into a whole piece of iron skin mixed with flesh and blood.
Then the beast also stepped on the horse and swung its tail, adjusted its direction, and continued to rush towards the next target.
The Germans were also stunned for a long time, and finally reacted.
"Charge!"
The remaining German soldiers leapt out of their positions and followed the sudden appearance of friendly armoured forces and began a counter-charge.
There are no tactics, and there is no need for tactics, the black Tiger King of the division commander has already broken the morale of this Soviet armored unit, so the German soldiers just need to charge desperately.
At this moment, Hu Feng stretched out half of his body, attached to the top of the turret and looked at the defeated Soviet armored troops, and felt a great sense of happiness in his heart.
Lao Tzu doesn't care whether you are a Soviet army or an allied army, and no matter what kind of orders the German military top brass gave him, in short, he just scared and collected the remnants of the German army along the way.
Pulling out a walkie-talkie connected to a wire from inside the turret, Hu Feng yelled.
"Attack, attack, annihilate them, leave no prisoners!"
Thinking of so many soul essences of the Soviet army, Hu Feng was excited.
Thank you Stanley for giving Lao Tzu such a good opportunity to praise your ancestors for eighteen generations!
The artillery fire subsided, and the battlefield was in shambles, with corpses and tank wreckage strewn everywhere, flames smoldering and smoking, smoke rising from the steel wreckage.
Hu Feng wore a black armored officer uniform, a thick black cloak behind him, a large black cap, and a symbol of the 46th "Black Cross" Division pinned to the center of the military cap.
It was a pure black iron cross with a round frame in the center with a Hu character written in Chinese.
"What about the casualties?"
Coming to the temporary field hospital, Hu Feng looked at the bloodstained ground in front of him and the soldiers who were moaning in pain on the wooden bed, and asked a medical soldier with a frown.
"Report to the sir, the casualties of our division are very small, but the losses of this friendly army are extremely heavy, and the situation is not optimistic because of the lack of medicine and the weather. ”
"We have enough supplies and supply them in unlimited quantities. ”
The medic, who had received the order, gave a military salute and turned and ran back to the wounded.
Hu Feng naturally will not be stingy, after all, he is under the idea of gathering the remnants of the army, and now the battlefield on the Eastern Front is erosive, and many remnants of the German army cannot get in touch with the German side at all, so this is the best time to strengthen himself.
The soldiers of this armored regiment, whose organization had almost been scattered, seemed to have come to heaven at this moment.
The original lack of supplies, lack of warm clothing, lack of ammunition, lack of fuel, all kinds of hard wounds are now gone.
The 46th "Black Cross" Division, which suddenly appeared, seemed to have broken through the sky by local tyrants, and there were plenty of military supplies, which was like a big dog.
But the most shocking thing for the soldiers was still to come, because this aristocratic division commander Heinrich von Ardennes turned out to be no ordinary person!
In full view of everyone, the division commander approached a soldier who was seriously wounded and dying, and asked him if he would like to be reborn and overcome death.
Everyone knows that this soldier will not live long, the arteries have been pierced, and it is strange that he can live!
"As long as you sell your soul to me, you will be reborn, gaining access to powerful, inconceivable mysterious ancient powers, which are the greatest secret of our Ardennes family. ”
"Sir, are you Satan from hell?"
Hu Feng smiled when he heard this, and patted the dying soldier's shoulder.
"What does it make if I am an angel or a demon for someone who can save you, you are my soldiers, and as long as you offer loyalty, I will make you an immortal army. ”
"I... I agree, my soul is yours, sir. ”
The soldier doesn't want to die, he wants to live, and in his hometown, he still has a girl who loves him waiting for his return.
"Very well, then, the deal is done, my newest subordinate. ”
Hu Feng smiled with satisfaction.
(On the shelves~~!Summoning an army of monthly passes!Summoning an army of recommended votes!Summoning an elite squad!Whoa, grandma, grandma!)