If someone asks which unit is the sharpest spear in the Wehrmacht Army's attack, then Guderian's Army Group G is definitely one of the sharpest. And if there is any unit that is the spearhead of the spear of Army Group G, it is undoubtedly the 3rd SS Panzer Division. As for the tip of this spearhead, it is the famous 502nd Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion of the Independent Division.

Of course, the most dangerous point on the tip of this sharp spear is the Tiger tank painted in white camouflage that is now slowly driving over the battlefield. The vague number 13 on the turret looks dangerous.

Because of the long-distance run, the white paint of this Tiger tank looks a little dirty, of course, the reason for this dirty snow mountain is that the armor of this Tiger tank is full of mottled bullet marks, which makes people feel a creepy dense sense of fear when they look at it.

The tank moved slowly over the Soviet position, like a huge fortress, bringing fear and death to every enemy around it. Strangely, around the turret of this Tiger tank, there are some strange devices in the shape of a barrel, which seems to be a new type of weapon.

"Wren! I sense a Soviet soldier approaching behind us!" Bowman pressed the intercom, manipulating the tank not to touch the trenches that had not been cleared, while trying to increase his speed so that the Soviet soldiers who were passing behind him would not approach the tail of the tank so easily.

"The nearest machine gun covering us is 70 meters away, this is to keep them safe!We have been ordered to experiment with this new weaponry, mainly for emitting smoke and dealing with approaching enemy infantry!" Wren replied loudly with a frown.

The tank was very noisy, and Wren's voice was transmitted to every member of the tank through the throat intercom, Andre was silent, obviously a little dissatisfied with the battalion headquarters using him as a guinea pig test subject, while Bruce was loaded with high-explosive grenades one after another, giving Andrei a channel to vent his inner resentment and anger.

"Wren! Enemy infantry is approaching! There are still a lot of them! The enemy has suppressed the machine guns covering you with a concealed machine gun fire point! Be careful! There are 3, no, 4 Soviets are going to attack you!" In the German improvised trench about 200 meters behind Wren, Marcus held a telescope to scout the movement behind Wren.

Wren looked at one of the detonating devices in his hand and pressed one of the control buttons with a blank face, in fact he didn't feel anything after pressing the switch, and he didn't even feel any feedback in the shaking tank.

However, on the outside of the tank, with a muffled bang, a cylinder mounted on the turret was immediately pushed into the sky by the explosives inside, and at this time the new weapon revealed its true face, an S-shaped mine that was one size larger, that is, the infantry killer "Bounce Betty" that splashed steel balls after the explosion.

So in just an instant, a dense steel rain fell around the Tiger tank, and dense steel balls flew everywhere, like machine gun fire, covering the entire tank and its surroundings about 30 meters in an instant. Like a large shotgun, it ploughs the surrounding land.

The smoke and dust of the explosion enveloped Wren's tank, and about 10 Soviet soldiers who wanted to attack or simply hid nearby were beaten into a sieve by these prefabricated fragments.

At this time, Wren and the others finally felt the explosion in the tank, and those steel balls hit the top armor of the tank, like raindrops hitting the eaves, crackling, and the sound was so loud that it made people feel creepy.

"Wow! That's handsome! This thing is amazing!" Marcus in the back saw the whole process in the telescope and shouted loudly, after all, this thing has not been seen on the battlefield yet, and the visual effect is very good.

The Soviet soldiers on the opposite side were also stunned by the scene in front of them, and the smoke of gunpowder cleared little by little, and they could not tell whether their friendly attack had destroyed the German steel behemoth, or whether the Germans had played some strange tricks. In their minds, though, they preferred the former, hoping that the tank would be destroyed, even if it was because it blew itself up.

But in the smoke of gunpowder, the black shadow of this German Tiger tank became clear little by little, and then rushed out of the green smoke of the explosion, and the terrible 88mm cannon pointed ahead, like a god from the clouds, majestic.

Soon, this improvised line of defense collapsed under the ravages of the Tiger tanks. The German grenadiers, followed by the other tanks, launched a fierce attack while the Soviets did not come to their senses, capturing all Soviet positions in an hour.

As expected, about 10,000 Soviet soldiers surrendered after being surrounded by German troops, after all, they could not outrun the wheels of German cars on two legs, and these tired Soviet Red Army soldiers finally chose the only way out they could, stopped and fought, knowing the victory or defeat.

So they stopped, turned back and set up their defensive positions, and then met the German soldiers who were chasing behind them, and then they lost as a matter of course, threw away their weapons and surrendered. Almost everything was expected, the only thing that wasn't expected was the appearance of a strange weapon, bringing some minor changes to an otherwise dull battlefield.

Next to a group of empty-eyed, bewildered Soviet prisoners who were being watched over with guns in their hands, the white Tiger tank stopped next to an armored command vehicle. Some German officers were pointing around the white Tiger tank, while others were taking notes.

At least in the eyes of these prisoners of war, the Tiger tank on the side of the road was like a grim reaper, it was inaccessible, almost invincible, and when it stormed the position, no one seemed to be able to stop what it was doing. What's even more desperate is that behind this tank, there are more tanks that are equally terrible and look the same, which makes people feel desperate.

"There's no use for this thing, and honestly, I don't know why I was making this thing. Wren leaned against the tank, shook his head at the German technical officers who had brought this new weapon, and said, "I can't see the effect when defending, but this thing is not really a good solution to the problem." ”

"Yes! When the explosion was blown up, the smoke obscured the view, and there was no way to aim at the target in front at the same time, and if the commander and the gun commander did not communicate well, it would be easy for the shell to miss the target. Andrei was directly in front of the tank, pointing to the cannon and said to another officer who was recording the effects of use.

Beside him, on the other side of the tank, Bruce was also complaining about his experience with the people who asked him how he felt: "You know, it's like all of a sudden there are 200 more enemy machine guns on it, firing at the most fragile armor plate above my head, and I don't want to experience this desperate process too often, if possible." ”

On Wren's side, he continued to report his feelings to the technical officer in charge: "When I was attacking the position, my vision was actually very limited, more often I needed other tanks and infantry to cover my flanks and back, no matter what, the feeling of following the grenadiers would make me feel more at ease, and these infantry could take the enemy's trenches in the first time and suppress their roundabout space." ”

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the S-mine-like device on the tank turret, and continued: "After bringing this thing, the infantry will be far away from my flank and rear, and the other party's detour at this time is likely to cut off the connection between the tank and the infantry, to be honest, in this case, I would rather choose to retreat in reverse than risk attacking." ”

"That means this kind of thing affects your combat experience and isn't very suitable for use on the battlefield, is it?" the officer asked as he looked at the medals on Wren's chest, thought about it for a few seconds, and asked as usual.

"I think, unless the scale of the armored force is very large, and my tanks are still my own tanks behind them, and behind these tanks are still tanks or armored vehicles, at this time I think I can try this kind of thing, after all, the killing effect of this thing is still good. Wren thought for a moment and spoke.

"So, do you need to experiment with the smoke dispersal function?" the officer asked. The first of the more dazzling features seems to have to be studied and studied, and the second one, although not very exciting, is very practical, and I don't know if it is suitable on the battlefield.

"There's no need for that, sir, this thing is a very good means of dispersing smoke, at least for the time being, much more useful than the kind of smoke generator installed behind the Leopard tank. Surprisingly, Wren gave this feature a very high rating.

After hearing this answer, the other party was obviously stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his hand, and shook Wren's hand: "Thank you for your valuable advice, now I have a very intuitive evaluation of this device." I believe that this improved version of the equipment will be delivered to you soon. ”

"I can't ask for it. Wren nodded, then took Alice's hand over the kettle and took a sip of water. The technical officer on the opposite side was obviously amazed when he saw Alice, after all, it was a thing to be happy to be able to see a heroic and beautiful soldier on the front line.

"If you don't dare to marry a woman who has killed at least 400 people and go home, don't think about it. Wren sneered, interrupting the officer opposite's little nonsensical thoughts. The officer smiled wryly and bowed politely.

Obviously, he didn't dare. Bowman cracked open and laughed.

"Useless man, he doesn't dare, and you don't dare?" Alice looked at Wren.

"I dare, but I'm afraid you won't marry!" Wren replied with a smile on his face, looking at Alice.

Bowman only remembered at this time that standing in front of the beautiful woman was a demon who had killed more people, and he was angry.