Chapter 821 822 Lottery

Rennes's side is indeed in a bitter battle, no matter how strong the German armored forces are, even if the German paratroopers are brave, but they are still human after all, and they will be suppressed when facing several times the enemy, and there will be casualties.

Borol's men had already lost almost 15 men, and although they were on the offensive, they no longer had the extra forces to defend and expand their flanks. This is very dangerous for an attacking force, as it indicates that if they continue to advance, they will likely be annihilated by the encirclement.

As the commander of this attacking force, Wren did not want to sit still in this state. He called Borol, the commander of the paratroopers, on the radio communication channel, to discuss an effective response: "Captain Borrol, I know that it is very stressful for you to continue the offensive now, and I would like to know if you can hold your ground here and wait for me to return." ”

"Impossible, Captain Wren, in this case, I can't promise you anything if I don't finish my troops down. Borol took his intercom and said to Rennes: "I can't hold out for even five minutes, the enemy can tear through our defenses and cut off our retreat at any time." ”

Wren was silent for a few seconds before he spoke, "Well, Captain Borreol, I'll leave you two tanks to help you stay here for 15 to 20 minutes." I can't guarantee that I'll be able to get out of it all, you have to hold this place as a front line for my retreat. ”

"Oh my God, Wren, you want to go it alone?" Marcus's voice came through the headphones, "You'd better not joke with your life." If you get out of our cover, it is estimated that after a kilometer you will be killed by the swarming Soviet soldiers. ”

Wren pressed the intercom in his throat and replied: "I'm not kidding, no matter how dense the attack from the sky is, it is impossible to destroy all the Soviet artillery, as long as one cannon is missed, the bridge may be destroyed." ”

"Then you are going to be on your own, sweeping through the entire Soviet position, looking for the artillery that you don't know where to set up? This is suicide!" Marcus opened his mouth to persuade, "You don't have a chance to complete this kind of task, really, it can't be done." ”

"Yes, I know, but I saw the target, there was an artillery position in front of it, and I saw the branches that were blown by the gunpowder gases when the fire was fired. Wren leaned on his headphones and said, "It's not being bombed there, I think they'll be shooting new shells soon, which is not good for us." ”

"Oh my god, I think you're crazy, I think I'll agree with you doing this, I'm crazy too. Marcus said gloomily.

Wren turned off his company's call channel and gave the order to continue the fight in his car's channel: "Alright, Bowman, now we're going to have an exciting race car, what I need now is for you to drive this tank as fast as you can." ”

"Andrey, the armored target directly ahead is handed over to you. Bruce, choose the shells correctly, we don't have much left. Wren pulled out his gun and loaded the bullet as he explained his mission: "Alright, gentlemen, let's go!"

Bowman hung up the tank, and then the adjusted gearbox of the Tiger tank made this behemoth drive at unprecedented speed, theoretically the Tiger tank can exceed 25 kilometers per hour off-road speed, but in fact, in the battle German tanks can rarely reach this terrifying speed, even the lighter Leopard tank, may not challenge such a limit.

But now the Tiger tank was driving at a terrible speed of 20 kilometers, it crossed the Soviets' trenches, easily broke dead branches on the side of the road, and approached the target it was going to destroy at the maximum speed it could. From time to time, some Soviet soldiers were killed in the jungle, but Alice's machine gun made them regret that they had done such a stupid action.

The terrifying rate of fire of the MG42 machine gun made the Soviet soldiers in front of the Tiger tank instantly turn into bloody corpses, and the stumps and broken arms flew far away, and even the tree trunks in the distance were broken due to the super high rate of fire of the machine gun.

A Stalin's tank parked in the woods adjusted the angle of its guns, aiming at the German Tiger tank that was rushing left and right on the Soviet position, and the dreaded 122 mm main gun shifted slightly, firing the first lethal shell at a specific position.

Maybe it was because the sighting system of the Soviet tank was not very accurate, or it could be because the fighting quality of the Soviet tank crew was not as terrible as that of the Germans, or it could be because the luck of the Rennes crew was too good, in short, the shell did not hit its target, and it flew through the exhaust pipe in the rear of the Rennes tank, allowing the Rennes crew to escape the disaster.

Wren also spotted a Soviet tank on his side that threatened them, but he could only use the intercom to warn his companions to be careful. Because it obviously takes a lot of time to turn the tank turret to take out the opponent, and what the Wren crew lacks the most is precisely time.

Some Soviet soldiers circled around the rear of the Tiger in an attempt to approach the behemoth from behind, and they quickly followed behind the exhaust pipe of the Tiger tank, preparing to drop their grenades on the heat dissipation grille of the Tiger tank.

"Alice, cover me. Wren let out a loud shout and reached out to lift the hatch above his head, and he turned back, poking his assault rifle from the side of the hatch to the rear of the tank.

"Burst, burst!" In a series of accurate bursts, Wren's assault rifle knocked one Soviet soldier after another behind the tank to the ground. One of the Soviet soldiers, who was already holding a grenade in his hand, was shot and fell, and the grenade fell out of his hand, and then exploded right away, blowing up all four or five Soviet soldiers around him.

"Bowman, can you drive faster! Their infantry is already threatening our safety in the tail!" Wren retracted into the turret and shouted to the pilot, Bowman, as he reshuffled back into the turret.

"The tank's tracks have reached their limit, we have traveled so far that if it weren't for my usual maintenance of the tank's running gear, it would have been scrapped in the middle of the road. Bowman pulled the gear lever in his hand to get the tank used to an upcoming big potter and returned to Wren's proposal: "This is the fastest speed, and if you go any faster, the track may break." ”

Wren stuffed the magazine into the assault rifle, then pulled the bolt hard, poked his head out again, went around the hatch of the tank and continued to fire at the back, several unlucky Soviet soldiers fell in response, and the other Soviet soldiers who followed also had to find cover and hide, and suddenly distanced themselves from the Tiger tank that was close at hand.

However, the Soviet soldiers in the distance opened fire and covered the soldiers were not idle, and the bullets rained down on the hatch of the tank, and the splashing sparks and crashing bullets made Wren have to retract his head again.

Closer, closer, the original Soviet artillery position was discovered by Rennes during the first round of artillery fire, but after a helicopter gunship attacked here, the position did not open fire again. But Wren knew that the helicopter had not attacked the real key link of this artillery position, and it could be said that this position was not completely destroyed.

Andrei's cannon had already pointed at the position of the artillery position, and the Stalin tank on the side had already fired a second shell, which also did not hit Rennes's tank, breaking a very thick tree near Rennes' tank and splashing a piece of broken wood chips.

"Their artillery is still there! Not destroyed!" Through the scope on the tank, Andrei saw that the soldiers on the other side were trying to salvage a tilted cannon, this 203 mm caliber towed gun looked very huge, and the Soviet artillery was trying to restore the tilt caused by the bombardment. Through their efforts, the cannon seemed to have entered a state of firing, ready for a new round of fire at any time.

"We don't have any grenades anymore! Bruce stuffed an armor-piercing round into Andre's chamber and reported helplessly.

"Armor-piercing shells are armor-piercing shells!" Andre didn't say anything, and while comforting Bruce, he aimed the cannon at the position of the enemy cannon: "Bowman, stop! I'm going to fire!"

The Tiger tank made a short emergency stop, because of the mass, the whole tank tilted forward, and the inertia made the whole tank shake, and Andrei fired his first shell without waiting for the shaking to stop. The shell flew towards its target, flew over a long distance, grazed the edges of several large trees, and hit the cannon's bracket impartially.

And at this moment, Wren saw that the opponent's cannon also spewed dazzling flames, and the huge cannonball was pushed out of the barrel, and this cannon also fired a fatal shot at the same time. Wren watched in shock as the huge creature disintegrated due to the recoil, and the gun carriage torn and damaged by the armor-piercing bullet collapsed under the effect of the recoil, eventually turning into a pile of scrap metal.

The shell pierced the sky and landed on the embankment not far from the bridge, which was so close that it was never before, and the effect it had was absolutely pleasing to the Soviets. The bridge collapsed with a huge shock wave, and the downhill slope on one side began to break and collapse.

As if buying a lottery ticket, the Soviets were a little too lucky. At least at this moment, God is on the side of the Soviets.