artillery arc

Chapter 642 "Cavalry Company" advances!
Since Podolskov's crew did not have the vital tanks, they chose to drive a jeep to follow the attacking new medium tank cluster.

This way, if a crew member is killed, they can immediately take over and experience the thrill of driving a new medium tank.

No one was worried that they would not be able to operate the new medium tank, because as long as the design was presided over by General Rokossov and the Kojing Design Bureau was responsible for it, it emphasized commonality.

The Rokosov Type I heavy tank uses the same operating system as the T34W, and veterans can drive it smoothly after a little adaptation.

Therefore, everyone in the Podolskov crew believed that even if it was a new medium tank they saw for the first time, they could learn how to drive it as long as they tinkered with it a little, and they could drive it as well as someone who had received complete training.

Ivan, the driver holding the steering wheel, muttered as he drove: "The new tank's mobility is too good. It can even outrun the Willys Jeep!"

Podolskov: "Calm down, this is a way of outrunning a Willys Jeep on the open field, isn't that a given? If this is not possible, why do we have tracks?"

The gunner agreed, "That's true. In fact, the Willys Jeep can run like this in the wild because this light vehicle is too ridiculous. If it were the Proson people's bucket truck, it wouldn't be able to run so fast, especially with four of us strong guys sitting on it."

Driver: "Oh, don't mention it. The bucket cars of the Plosson people are not as useful as they boast. Their BMW motorcycles are quite pleasant to drive. No wonder the scouts of Plosson like to drive BMW motorcycles and wear leather windbreakers."

At this time, a voice came from the only walkie-talkie in the car: "Prepare to engage the enemy, those of you following behind, keep a little distance!"

Everyone else in the car looked at Podolskov.

Captain Podolskov picked up the PPSh and said: "How can we fill in the gap in time if we are far away? Let's follow them. Our jeep is very flexible. Maybe we can slip past the enemy and throw some grenades at them."

"Good idea." The gunner also picked up the PPSh. "It's a pity that we didn't get any bullets from the infantry."

The loader spat, "Fuck, these infantrymen are counting on using the cannon to take the gold star. I don't know who said that if a single person takes out ten tanks, they can take the gold star. Now the infantrymen are all crazy. The cannons are not light, but they can carry three each. The logistics department doesn't have any cannons at all."

Podolskov: "We can still defeat the enemy without a cannon! At worst, we can drink some wine first. Ivan, where's your wine?"

Ivan took out his hip flask, took a sip, and then handed it to Podolskov.

Gunner: "Is this considered a violation? What if the priest finds out?"

"Never mind. This is the first time we charge into battle without armor protection. How can we do without some wine?" the loader asked, while reaching out to take the flat wine bottle from Podolkov.

Soon the four people in the car were a little drunk, and the jeep's route became fearless.

Just at this time the first wave of fire began.

The armor-piercing bullet flew over Podolskov's head with a "Fuck!"

"Sukabulie!" Podolskov cursed, "If that guy had been a little lower, I would have lost my head!"

Ivan: "Look at what kind of tanks the enemy has. Are they the new medium tanks we encountered before? I remember how thick their frontal armor was."

The 1st Guards Heavy Breakthrough Tank Regiment encountered the enemy's new tanks two days ago. During the rest period, the wreckage left by the enemy on the battlefield had already been studied thoroughly, and even a few well-preserved ones were selected and sent to Yebao for careful study.

Podolskov: "Anyway, the 100 guns facing us head-on are a bit too much."

Gunner: "Why aren't there any enemy tanks on fire? We've already launched a round of attacks. Did we miss or did the 100-gun rounds become ineffective?"

Podolskov observed the enemy position through a telescope and muttered, "It's indeed a bit strange. Let's get closer and take a look. Wait, the tanks in front are not the Type 5 tanks we encountered before! Damn, the outline of this thing is much stronger than the Type 5 tank. I miscalculated the distance just now!"

To estimate the distance using the scale on the telescope (officially called mils), you need to know the specific size of the enemy tank used as a reference so that you can calculate the true distance.

If the actual size of the target is larger than you know, the estimated distance will become inaccurate.

After re-estimating the distance, Podolskov cursed: "Sukabulie, I don't know what this new tank is, but it has eliminated our 1800mm gun at a distance of 100 meters!"

"It seems that they can't deal with our medium tanks--" Ivan had just finished speaking when a shell hit the new medium tank that had been running in front of their right.

The tank stopped, and the commander, who was leaning on top of the turret, shouted to the Podolskov crew: "Our driver is injured! Someone come to replace him!"

Ivan slammed on the brakes and rushed out of the jeep without waiting for the car to stop, running towards the stopped new medium tank.

Podolskov: "Sukabulie! Even though we are substitutes, you don't have to leave so resolutely!"

Ivan heard Podolskov's shouting and turned around and waved.

Podolskov sat in the driver's seat cursing, released the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away again.

The gunner who had been observing the enemy line shouted, "Smoke bombs! Our new medium tank is firing smoke bombs! We are going to charge in and engage in a dogfight!"

Podolskov: "That's normal. The enemy looks like a heavy tank, and its protection is better than our medium tank. It's correct to charge in and fight hand-to-hand in the smoke. Apart from anything else, we still have armored cavalry!"

Like other T34s, the new medium tank has five infantrymen sitting behind each turret.

Almost every infantryman was holding a rocket launcher, waiting to rush within 100 meters of the Plossen tank.

As the smoke spread, the exchange of fire came to an abrupt end, and the new medium tank rushed towards the smoke with all its might. Podolskov also drove the jeep very fast.

The loader couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Slow down! At least one of the four wheels should be on the ground, right?"

Before he could finish his words, the jeep plunged into the smoke.

Podolskov still valued his life, so he slowed down when he entered the smoke. After all, it was not glorious to die from rear-ending his own tank.

In the smoke, there were sounds of artillery fire.

Podolskov: "Our tanks are coming out of the smoke!"

Before he could finish his words, an armor-piercing bullet hit the ground in front of the jeep, bounced back and went through the bottom of the jeep.

Podolskov was startled and subconsciously tightened his crotch.

The other two reacted similarly, with the gunner even turning his head to look for the shells: "Did it get out? Where did it go?"

Podolski: "Maybe he passed under the car. Don't be so scared. There's smoke ahead!"

Just as he finished speaking, the jeep rushed out of the smoke and the view suddenly became clear.

Then everyone saw the pot-shaped head of a new medium tank flying into the sky.

It seems that even at this distance, the new medium tank cannot withstand the enemy's main gun head-on.

But then everyone saw that the enemy tanks were also burning.

The heavy tank and the medium tank scraped each other at long range and penetrated each other at close range. No matter how you look at it, the heavy tank was the loser!

Just as Podolskov came to the conclusion that he had "won", he saw infantry in front of him firing rockets at the side of the enemy tank.

After the rocket hit the side of the enemy's vehicle, flames appeared on the radiator grille the next second.

The Proson tankmen jumped out of the tank as trained and lay down to hide.

The gunner immediately stood up behind the jeep and operated the M2 Lao Gan Ma machine gun on the jeep, firing at the Plosson tank that had just been hit, shouting as he fired: "I'll let you escape! Don't even think about escaping!"

Podolskov cheered loudly: "Good job! Kill them all! As long as we kill all of Prosen's elite tankmen, there will be no gap in training level between us!"

The jeep spewed flames as it passed through the battlefield full of burning debris and caught up with the advancing tank convoy.

"Wow," the loader exclaimed, "They directly broke through the enemy's heavy tank formation? It feels so good, it happened in the blink of an eye!"

Podolskov: "We have suffered heavy losses! Damn it! These heavy tanks should be handed over to our heavy breakthrough tank regiment to fight head-on, and the medium tanks should fight the enemy's medium tanks!"

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Lieutenant Colonel Finn climbed out of his tank and looked at the Ante infantrymen who surrounded him.

After a brief hesitation, he raised his hands and said, "I surrender! If you were General Rokossov's troops, you should treat me well! They all said that General Rokossov's troops treated prisoners well!"

The Ant infantry jumped onto the wreckage of the tank and stood beside the turret, injecting Lieutenant Colonel Finn's rank and Iron Cross.

Lieutenant Colonel Finn: "I am the commander of this battalion and the holder of the First Class Iron Cross. I demand to be treated appropriately—"

The Ant soldier raised the PPSh in his hand and knocked the lieutenant colonel unconscious with the butt of the rifle.

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Sergeant Pietro of the 200th Guards Infantry Regiment turned around and asked the private who was with him: "What did he say? Do you understand?"

Private: "I don't know. But should we arrest him and hand him over to the Inquisition? He looks like a very important official!"

Sergeant Pietro patted the private on the head and said, "You know shit! A military rank like Proson requires a red base to be a high-ranking officer! General Rokosov can catch thousands of these people a day! But we should really search for documents and maps on him. You, get into the tank and pull him out!"

Just after being hit by a rifle butt, Officer Plossom slid into the tank.

Private: "Won't this tank explode?"

As if in response to his concerns, a Proson tank not far away exploded into a rising ball of fire.

Pietro: "Look at you, there's no open fire, no explosion, go get Officer Plosson! He may be the only survivor of this car!"

(End of this chapter)