Chapter 218 218 No War on the Eastern Front

The German Leopard tank braked abruptly on the way, and then kept spewing a puff of white smoke into the muzzle of the Soviet tank, and the Soviet T-26 tank on the opposite side was immediately blown apart, making a tragic explosion.

"Boom!" Behind the 113 tank, the 112 tank also opened fire, and a shell hit the front armor plate of a T-26, and then the hit Soviet tank stopped moving, as if the crew inside had fallen asleep.

With the addition of these two tanks, the already tight German defense line instantly became solid, the machine gun position began to make the sound of sawing wood again, and the G43 rifles everywhere also began to fire frantically, as if venting the anger that had just been suppressed to the point of collapse.

A KV-1 tank stalled on the way back, and then did not move another half a step for a long time, and a hail of bullets began to come at the malfunctioning Soviet tank, making a clanging sound on the armor. After a while, several drivers pushed open the hatch and jumped out of the tank, the driver was knocked to the ground by a machine gun, and the commander was also hit in the head by a sniper, but the commander of the gun was lucky, jumped out of the tank and retreated with the infantry.

"I've heard that the 3rd SS Panzer Division is a bunch of crazy people, and today it seems that it is really crazy to like. At the observation post, the German commander put down the binoculars in his hand, spat out a cloudy breath and said: "If they hadn't come in time, our defenses would have collapsed." ”

"I also didn't expect that the first tank ace of the Eastern Front would come to our aid. The regimental staff officer also breathed a sigh of relief, sat back at the table with a smile, and took a sip of water before continuing: "With them, none of the Soviet tanks can go back." ”

The atmosphere here is relaxed, but the battlefield over there is still a life-and-death madness. Tank No. 113 began to reverse backwards, as two T-26 tanks, which seemed to close the distance, were approaching them at full speed. The No. 112 tank in the back stopped in place and hit a T-26 tank not far away.

"Hey, hey, I hit him, three! Wren, three!" Marcus's voice shouted loudly in the headphones. And Wren did not speak, his tank muzzle erupted flames, representing his language, and the front armor plate of a KV-1 tank opposite actually withstood the thunderous blow of the Leopard tank. Because of the angle, the shell bounced off the armor plate of the KV-1 tank, leaving only a deep crater on it.

The KV-1 appeared to have a mechanical malfunction due to the violent vibrations it had received, and stopped there and stopped moving. However, the turret of the tank turned little by little, apparently trying to give his opponent a shot. Around this tank, more than a dozen Soviet infantry were retreating, and this attack was clearly more costly.

"Bruce!load!Andrey!fire!" Wren commanded loudly. His vehicle opened fire again, and the shell hit the turret of the target tank, but the attack was once again blocked by a thick artillery shield.

The front machine gun of the Leopard tank continued to strafe, quickly knocking a dozen Soviet Red Army soldiers in front of it to the ground, and Clark shouted loudly in the earphones: "Oh my God! There are so many of them! God, you didn't hit that tank! It didn't get penetrated!"

"Bruce!load!Andrey!fire!" Wren continued to command loudly. Just as he was giving the order, a 45 mm shell fired from a T-26 tank hit the turret of Tank 113, but it was also ricocheted off - the front of the turret was the thickest part of the Leopard tank's armor, which was obviously not where the 45 mm caliber could penetrate.

Although the shell fired by the Leopard tank just now failed to penetrate the front armor of the KV-1 tank, it also caused problems for the Soviet tankers inside.

"Boom!" the Leopard's 75 mm cannon opened fire again, and an armor-piercing shell pierced the air and hit the KV-1 heavy tank, which was almost immobile, and the shell finally lived up to expectations, hitting the turret of the KV-1 tank, and then ricocheting off the armor plate on top of the driver, piercing through the weak hatch there, and finally stopping the terrible monster.

The Soviet troops retreated, and all the courage they could muster was wiped out with a few destroyed KV heavy tanks. Many of the Soviet soldiers surrendered with their hands raised, and many more ran towards the riverbank, knocked to the ground by snipers and machine guns, or killed by shells in the river.

The arrival of two German planes made the Soviet rout even worse, and the machine-gun fire and aerial bombs allowed the retreating Soviet troops to stop a kilometer away from the river.

The drivers of the two T-26 tanks in the river also climbed out and jumped into the river and fled with the infantry, because in their eyes the two German tanks were almost like the devil's chariots, invulnerable, like monsters crawling out of hell.

Wren pushed open his hatch and looked at the Soviet soldiers kneeling on the battlefield with their hands held high, listening to the wails of those who fell to the ground pressing their intestines, and stared at the Soviet positions on the other side of the river in the distance, looking at the red flags flying there, his face was difficult to see.

The murderous image suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was gasping for breath at the side of the corpse with his pistol, and there were many corpses lying on the sidelines, including young mothers and weaker children than him.

Soon some German soldiers gathered with rifles and cheered the names of the German Panzers, the victory of the day belonged to them, to those who survived. The Germans had lost 71 men killed in the morning's attack, but they had won, and they had won beautifully—because at least a thousand Soviet soldiers had been killed here, corpses were strewn all over the hills, and the wreckage of a dozen tanks was left on the battlefield.

Putting down the telescope in his hand, the front-line commander in charge of this Soviet army's attack, that is, the famous General Zhukov, sighed and said to the officers around him: "Don't launch the next attack, this is obviously sending you to death! The combat effectiveness of the German army is not at the same level as ours at all." ”

"General, you will give up like this, and defeat will be ......," a division commander said to his superiors, bowing his head.

"Since we have lost everything, we will not be able to win this battle even if we fill this river with the blood of our own countrymen. Zhukov waved his hand, clutched the text sent by the signal corps just now in the palm of his hand and said, "Don't gamble with your own life on a miracle that won't happen at all." The opposing side has tanks as fire support, and it is impossible for our troops to break through the defense in this vicinity. ”

Just now, news came from another position that crossed the river and stormed, the German armored forces began to counterattack, about 20 German tanks appeared on the positions, and the Soviet attacking forces were completely annihilated, losing about 1,200 people. If you count the previous losses, in just a few hours, the Soviet troops lost nearly 3,000 people, and it can be said that this unit is no longer able to carry out combat missions.

"But......" a Soviet officer wanted to continue.

Zhukov interrupted him: "Just wait for the results of the above processing, don't say anything." I will prepare a report of defeat. At least the protection of the KV-1 tank is still worth affirming, and if its reliability is even better, it will be even more perfect. ”

The smoke cleared, the wreckage of the detonated tank was still burning, the German soldiers carried the wounded away, and more soldiers buried their bodies on the river beach, they were silent, but when they passed the German tanks, they all stopped and saluted.

"We retreated behind the bushes and chose a hidden location. Coming to his senses, Wren said to Marcus over the intercom, "Get out of here!"

"You're right! It's easy to retaliate by shelling here. Marcus replied.

"Bob, start the tank, get us out of here!" Wren picked up the binoculars on his chest and looked into the distance, where a Soviet red flag was burning, just hit by an aerial bomb, and the German FW-190D fighter that dropped the bomb was hovering above the heads of Wren and the others at this moment.

Soon, the exhaust pipe behind the tank trembled, and the tank began to slowly reverse backwards. Every qiē of the river beach calmed down soon after. The subsequent Soviet retaliatory attack did not come, as if it had never happened.

In the evening, General Kluger of the General Headquarters of Army Group F welcomed the Soviet envoy to the front. The envoy was carrying a white flag to the German lines, as the German army was under martial law throughout Poland.

"The Soviet Union had no intention of attacking friendly Germany, and this afternoon was the radical attempt of a handful of frenzied saboteurs to influence Soviet-German relations. As soon as they met, the Soviet envoy said: "I have been ordered to repair relations between the two countries with the utmost sincerity." ”

"Our army has suffered very heavy losses, Mr. Special Envoy. "General Kluger, who had been ordered by Accardo to take full charge of this diplomatic mission, was confident, because a few hours earlier the Führer's residence had received a telephone call from the Soviet side, claiming that the attack was a purely personal act of the front-line generals. The Soviet Union is punishing these generals for acting without permission.

"The Soviet Union will be responsible for this incident of conflict. We will compensate you satisfactorily. The envoy replied with a glance at Klug.

"What kind of compensation?" Kluge continued.

"Of the original 600,000 Polish prisoners and 200,000 women, we are a lot! And this time we will give 50,000 more!" said the messenger, gritting his teeth, "I only hope that there will be no more unpleasant incidents on the Soviet-German border." ”

"I'd like you to have a drink!" Klug smiled and nodded, "Of course you're right!

The Soviet envoy was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Of course! ”