"Fire, fire!" accompanied by a dense burst of gunfire, 120 mm mortar units were desperately attacking their targets in the infantry support positions behind the German lines. This weapon is the direct fire support weapon of the infantry, and of course there are smaller 80 mm and 60 mm mortars, which form the basic heavy firepower system at the infantry company and platoon level.

The commander shouted desperately from the sidelines, and the artillerymen pried open a new wooden ammunition box with an iron drill. There was a row of new mortar shells neatly stacked inside, and before the soldiers who could pry open the box could throw the lid of the ammunition box, the remaining soldiers picked out the shells inside. The shells were placed in the muzzle of the mortar without being ordered, and the soldier in charge of aiming adjusted the angle of the gun.

"Downward 4, 2 horizontal!" the soldier adjusting the mortar roared, and the soldier holding the shell in both hands let go of his fingers. The muzzle shell slid into the chamber, and then was excited by the firing pin at the bottom, pushed out of the barrel by a huge force, and hurled towards its own target.

The shells fell on the high ground in Vorontsov Park, blowing off the trunk of a tree on the high ground that was almost bald by bullets. The Soviets in the vicinity were killed and wounded, and a machine-gun fire point followed. When the German soldiers who were waiting not far away saw this scene, they immediately cheered up and climbed up from the ground shouting slogans.

"Long live the Führer! Charge! Attack!" The German soldiers with rifles flashed with bright bayonets, and frantically poured into this small high ground, and the Soviet soldiers on this high ground were obviously unwilling to accept their defeat, they did not choose to retreat and leave, but held their own weapons, and entangled with the German soldiers who rushed up.

The shiny bayonet rested on the jet-black spur with a crisp sound. Bullets struck the soldiers who were fighting, and their struggling bodies were covered with bloody holes. Brutal white-knuckle battles erupted at the same time as fierce gunfights, everyone tried their best to kill as many opponents as possible, and a wave of German soldiers roared and rushed to the high ground, and the Soviet defenders on the other side also poured in like hundreds of madmen.

When the first German soldier who rushed to the high ground stood on his feet, he was greeted by Soviet soldiers rushing up from behind the slope, and before he could lower his body, he was shot in the chest and fell down. The German soldiers who came up behind did not experience the joy of victory, and could only join the battle to defend the hill they had just captured.

"Drive these German bastards back!" a Soviet commissar brandished a pistol and shouted encouragement to his men at the bottom of the ramp, while a Soviet soldier with a bayonet shouted and rushed up the gentle ramp.

"Let these Soviet stupid pigs see how good we are!" On the hillside, a German company commander with a rifle fired tilted his head and gave the battle order to attack, and next to him, a machine gun team was setting up its MG42 machine gun as fast as it could.

A bullet passed through the German soldier's knee, and the hapless fellow fell to the ground with his rifle clutched tightly in his hand, the muzzle of which was still stuck in the chest of a Soviet soldier, and blood gushing out of the bayonet's bloodletting groove.

The machine guns finally rang out, giving this battle, in which the two sides relied on their numbers with bayonets and even used their teeth to solve their opponents, finally had a little bit of modernity. Bullets flew through the crowd, hitting the enemy as well as their own people. Quite a few Germans fell at the guns of their own men, because the machine guns of the Soviets were also slaughtering their own soldiers. Soon there were no more targets standing on the battlefield, and those who learned wisely lowered their figures and hid themselves among the corpses.

So the soldiers on both sides remembered their weapons again, and the gunshots rang out in fragments, and from time to time some soldiers screamed and died. Several German soldiers on the high ground put up a flag representing victory, and the Soviet soldiers below the slope looked at this flag with indescribable pain and sadness in their hearts.

Outside Moscow, an armored unit of the Zhukov cluster deployed in Butovo finally moved and began to counterattack westward along the Moscow Ring Road, a feint plan developed by Konev and Zhukov to delay the German offensive. At most, this armored unit would advance to Union Street and then return to its counterattack site, and then the main forces would move to Moscow and engage the Germans in street fighting.

20 Stalin tanks and 40 T-34 tanks fought fiercely all the way to the defensive positions on the German flank. A rare decisive battle for tanks on the outskirts of Moscow began. SS Panzers on the German flanks soon received information that a Soviet tank unit was attacking, and 20 King Tiger and 30 Tiger tanks were concentrated in the main defensive positions.

Both sides opened heavy fire at a distance of 800 meters, and shells whizzed over the surrounding defensive positions where soldiers were stationed. The German King Tiger was the first to achieve success at this distance, destroying several Soviet tanks at the front, and then the German Tiger began to move to the flanks, and the Soviet troops began to retreat when they found themselves in danger of being surrounded.

When they returned to the starting point, Zhukov's counterattack force consisted of only seven Stalin tanks and nine T-34 tanks. His last counterattack for the defense of Moscow came to an end, after which the Soviet forces never made any further attempts to counterattack, because it was clear that such attempts would no longer be effective.

Subsequently, Zhukov relocated his command to an underground bunker in Leninno Park. The next day, German tanks and armored vehicles routed Konev's troops and stormed the Butowo area. The battle for there continued until July 11, when Konev, as commander of the Front, personally ordered the abandonment of a ruined area, and the Germans took full control of the land.

The German forces that had captured the Butovo area finally saw the dawn of a phased victory, and after a day's rest on 12 July, they began their assault on the Warsaw Highway on the 13th. The Soviet defenders fought back desperately, defending the southern Moscow drop route and transport hub behind them.

Once the Germans took control of the Bilyulev region, the railway line south of Moscow, as well as the temporary freight station, would fall into German hands. If the Germans were allowed to hold on to some more railway lines, the logistical supply system of the German army besieging Moscow would be more abundant and perfect.

In order to prevent the Germans from taking control of the Bilyulev area, the Soviets invested two integrated divisions in repeated battles with the Germans for every inch of land. It is a pity that the German armored forces here can play to their own advantages, and the Soviet Union, after paying a heavy price, still cannot prevent the rampage of the three armored battalions of the SS armored forces.

On the afternoon of July 14, under the machine-gun guns of German soldiers, a calm stream appeared, which was the famous Gorodnya River at the southern tip of Moscow. Downstream of the river are the ruins of the famous monument Tsar's Palace, separated only by a lake called Tsaritsyn Pond.

The emergence of new German troops in the south of the Razvirka area put Moscow completely under the encirclement of German troops, which came from Italy and were the Italian Expeditionary Force next to Army Group D under the command of Field Marshal Modell. Of course, they were only responsible for holding a single field, and the main forces that came over were the armored units of Guderian's G Army in the easternmost part.

Unlike the Moscow defenders, who had no foreign support, more and more German troops appeared on the nearby battlefields, and just when Stalin fantasized that his troops had counterattacked the Germans and had already won a decisive victory, a famous force appeared on the banks of the southeastern valley of the Moscow River.

A King Tiger tank has 17 thick white circles on the barrel, symbolizing that the tank has destroyed 170 enemy tanks in the past time. Next to the turret of this tank, an inconspicuous number is painted in white hollow lettering, which is the number of this tank in the unit.

Next to it were Tank No. 111, then Tank No. 114, then No. 115 and No. 116, and the number 112 written on its turret - the only company in the whole army that did not have Tank No. 113, and the only company in the whole army numbered to Tank No. 116. Because for this unit, tank No. 113 is a legend, a legend that their battalion commanders are reluctant to mention.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, the young boy with the Imperial Jewel Sabre Oak Leaf Knight's Iron Cross around his neck showed a childish face, and his head was wearing a somewhat large headset, making him look like a handsome image unique to the German armored forces.

"Are all the Soviet bastards dead? There was no resistance to stop us along the way. Raising the corners of his mouth, Marcus, as the new battalion commander of the 502 Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion, is also a rare brave battalion commander in the whole army who drives a tank to command the troops. Under his leadership, the 502nd Armored Battalion ranked among the top three in the whole army, and it was the first King Tiger Tank Battalion in the whole German army to replace its 105-caliber guns.

Now he is leading his troops to storm in the direction of Moscow, behind him, is the famous SS 3rd Panzer Division, and further behind, hundreds of tanks of the German 1st Panzer Army are rolling forward, and the battlefield in Moscow has finally ushered in the most tragic and bloody climax.