Unfortunately, before his words could land, a reinforced concrete bridgehead was hit by a heavy artillery shell. The huge shock wave destroyed the reinforced concrete, and the concrete structure shattered into countless stones, which splattered all around, and landed on the ground with a crackling sound.

"Bullshit! You'd better hurry up and pray that their cannons are taken out by the helicopters, otherwise, it is estimated that they will only need two more shells to hit the bridge!" Wren stared at a bridgehead in the distance that had been shattered by shells, and said loudly to the commander of the special forces: "When they break the bridge, we will have to swim back from the river." ”

"110 converted Odin helicopters have all been deployed in our direction. Except for those that can't take off because of breakdowns, plus there are some airports that are a little farther away and still on the road, almost all in front of you. The commander of the Viper Force said helplessly, "Now, we can only pray, Captain Wren." ”

"I have never left my fate to anyone else, and since a man has brought me back from the brink of death, my name belongs to him alone—at least, until the end of the war. Wren narrowed his eyes and said in an eerie-sounding voice.

After speaking, he walked quickly to his tank, put on a headset and pressed the throat intercom and said: "Attention to all the tanks of the 1st company, assemble on the east side of the river, the Soviets are shelling the bridge, we will attack to their artillery position, attack 30 kilometers forward, and hold the position!"

"Are you crazy? How many tanks are you going to attack?" The captain of the special forces followed Wren to the tank, watched Wren climb into the tank, heard the order he gave to his subordinates, and asked anxiously.

"It's a pity, if by your standards we often do something crazy, starting with Poland, there are no normal people in this tank. Andrei on the side pointed to his head and got into the tank turret from the position of the gun commander: "Good luck to us crazy people." ”

"Hehe, it's normal for us to have a few tanks attacking each other. Bowman got into his cab and said as he started the tank, "We're good at doing more with less, and we're very good at it." ”

Alice smiled playfully at the Viper Special Forces commander before getting into the tank and saying nothing. Seeing a woman on the battlefield stunned the commander of the special forces for a moment, then he raised his head and looked at Wren: "Hey, you don't care, but don't you think about a little girl in the tank?"

"I advise you not to think of her as a little girl, she may have killed more people than you have ever taken prisoners. Wren replied with a smile: "Do you think that my gun commander is exaggerating when he tells you that there is no normal person on this tank? ”

When the Tiger tank was launched, Tank No. 112 also emitted a puff of black smoke, and the two tanks almost rushed out of the river embankment one after the other, running over the German paratroopers' own defensive positions.

The voices of the tanks in the 2nd platoon and the 111th tank on the other side of the river came from the headset: "Wren! We are in a little trouble here, and we may not be able to cross the bridge to reinforce you for a while...... Some Soviet routs are attacking us, very numerous, and quite a few tanks. ”

"Okay! I see!" Wren replied as he pressed the throat intercom, then he pushed open his hatch and poked his head out to look at the grizzled German soldier next to the tank, "What about your commander?" ”

"Battalion commander, battalion commander, people from the armored forces are looking for you!" the grenadier shrank twice in the trench, his head shrunk in the trench. Not far away, on a machine-gun position, Borol ran over with his steel helmet bent over. He leaned against the load wheels of the Rennes tank, breathing a little hard as he ran.

"Do you need to rest?" Wren asked loudly with a smile as he looked at Borrol, who was a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter, you're tired, do you need to get some sleep?" Borol replied loudly as he looked at Wren with disdain.

"I'm going to attack now, tear through the opponent's first-line defensive positions, push forward, threaten the enemy's artillery positions, would you like to come along? Wren pointed to the map, which had been copied from the special forces and detailed the positions of some hidden Soviet artillery.

Borol was stunned for a moment, then cracked his mouth and laughed: "You are really a guy who likes to cause trouble! I must leave people to participate in the defense, so I can support you about 100 people, I will personally lead the team, don't worry about combat effectiveness, my soldiers can fight more than 300 grenadiers." ”

Wren nodded, but replied with a scowling face, "I think it's enough for you to support the 30 of us." As soon as he finished speaking, the Tiger tank under him shook, and the tracks rolled up the dirt and rolled forward, and the behemoth easily crossed the trench and drove towards the front.

"Boom!" another shell hit the bridge where it connected to the riverbank, and the huge force kicked up a cloud of dirt, and the railroad tracks next to each other were lifted by the force of the explosion, and they fell not far away and rolled twice. However, after this shell fell, the Soviet artillery bombardment seemed to stop, presumably because most of the artillery positions had been annihilated by the German helicopter units.

The Germans attacked, this was a scene that no one expected, three tanks rushed out of the German defense line one after the other, and behind these tanks, there was a group of German paratroopers in dirty clothes, these paratroopers carefully relied on tanks to cover their bodies, and launched a fierce attack on the Soviet position.

For a time, there was a panic on the Soviet positions, many of the tanks hidden behind the bunkers did not even have drivers, Soviet soldiers were recklessly attacked by German tanks on their positions, and many trenches that had previously belonged to German paratroopers and were later occupied by Soviet soldiers now changed hands again and returned to the hands of German paratroopers.

A T-34 tank burst out of its bunker, and before the turret could turn to the German tank, its turret was pierced by an armor-piercing projectile, and then a tragic explosion occurred inside the deformed turret, and the entire turret was lifted up by the air wave and fell farther away.

At the end of the sky, another German helicopter dragged black smoke into the forest, the tragic explosion could be seen clearly from a long distance, this kind of aircraft loaded with aviation fuel only a thin steel plate to protect the engine and fuel tanks, in front of the ground large-caliber anti-aircraft weapons, almost no different from running naked.

But the helicopters' sacrifice was worth it, they managed to stop most of the Soviet artillery positions, and the railway bridge was still across the river, which was worth the cost.

......

"Take off! Hurry up and take off!" At a field airfield, Soviet ground crews were waving small flags in their hands and directing two Soviet "attack planes" to take off on the runway. The SB-2 twin-engine bomber is a representative work of the Soviet Union's medium bomber, and its role is the same as that of the DO-217 bomber now used by Germany, but it cannot be compared in performance.

"Damn, our artillery positions were suppressed by helicopters from the Germans, who were not able to fulfill their tasks. The commander of one of the pilots was complaining to a pilot who was about to board the plane: "It's up to you to blow up that bridge." Don't let Comrade General Rokossovsky down, don't let Comrade Stalin and the people of the Motherland down!"

Immediately after that, two other SB-2 bombers also took off at the end of the runway, and the four planes formed a formation in the sky near the airfield, joined the other four take-off bombers, and slaughtered their targets with great vigour, and the bridge seemed to be destroyed as strong as ever.

"Can they, can they complete the mission?" said several Soviet ground crews as they looked at their plane in the distance, which had turned into small black dots in the distance.

Another ground crew member looked at the sky, and then said at a loss: "I don't know, but yesterday the German planes attacked our airfield in the area west of the bridge. ”

"I think it's going to be okay, because we've taken off a full 10 fighter planes to escort us today, and this squad is just going to bomb a bridge of our own, and the Germans can't stop it, right?" said the last ground crewman, wrapped up in his military coat.

......

At a German air base, a young man with blond hair zips up his leather jacket. His leather jacket is the latest production of the standard combat uniform of the German Air Force, using the best leather materials, and the warmth is very good.

Shoved a small pistol into the holster strapped to his leg, the young man was ready to go, and a recruit of about fifteen years old standing beside him took the record board of the battle mission from his hand with trepidation, and respectfully pushed open the door to the locker room.

On the runway of the airport, a distinctive Ta-152 fighter is ready, and several ground crew members are signing off the checkbook. They had to adjust the plane to its best in order to make all sorts of unbelievable technical maneuvers in the sky.

"Good luck. Standing next to the plane, the recruit boy said.

Closing the canopy, the black tulip on the nose of the fighter began to spin rapidly.