artillery arc

Chapter 659: Proson Armor's Power Remains

Alexander Fardin immediately looked for the Plossom tank.

Before he found it, a friendly tank in front of him on the right exploded violently.

Alexander was attracted by the explosion. The moment he turned his eyes, some fragments blew off his tank soldier's soft hat.

"What the hell?" He raised his hand and touched his head, and found that a large piece of his hair had been shaved off. His scalp was probably also scratched, and it felt sticky to the touch.

He soon found out what the sticky stuff was because blood flowed down his forehead, onto his eyebrows, and then into his eyes.

Alexander blinked and half of his vision was dyed red.

He wiped his eyes immediately, but before he could wipe off the blood, his face was illuminated by the firelight again.

The T34 on the left exploded and its turret was blown off.

Veteran Pietro was shouting on the radio: "The elite armored forces of Proson are coming! Create smoke, keep creating smoke! First cut off the line of sight of the armored forces of Proson and get rid of their assault guns!

"Our main guns can't penetrate the front of the long-barreled Type 4 at long range! We have to find a way to get closer, or attack the enemy's flank!
"Smoke——"

Pietro's voice stopped abruptly.

The battalion commander was shouting: "Pietro! Pietro, say something!"

Lieutenant Alexander vaguely realized that this time the veteran Pietro was unlikely to escape.

He decisively decided to carry out Pietro's last order - even though Pietro was only a non-commissioned officer and he was a lieutenant.

Alexander: "Fire smoke bombs! Block the enemy tank's vision, rush up and attack the side! We are more maneuverable than them!"

Before he finished speaking, the main gun opened fire. The shells flew into the distance and hit the ground, creating white cotton-like smoke.

However, just one smoke bomb was not enough to block the vision of Proshen's tank soldiers. More shells were fired, and the T34 group that was just bullying Proshen's assault gun instantly became prey.

Alexander was deeply shocked. As the most technically skilled student in that class, he had always ignored what the veterans said about the high quality of the Proson armored soldiers. Now he finally saw it for himself.

Then I felt a spontaneous respect for the veterans: they were fighting against such a powerful enemy!

And now it seems that we are going to push back such a powerful enemy!

Alexander was overcome by a feeling of "I can't lose either". He shouted, "Forward! Our predecessors drove the original T34 to fight against such enemies. Now we are driving the T34W. We can't embarrass the Ante tank soldiers!"

In fact, Alexander overlooked one point. The predecessors drove the T34 to fight against the short-barreled Type and Type . In fact, they had the advantage in armor-piercing shells, so they could deal with the Prosen tank soldiers with higher technical and tactical levels.

Now the T34W is an outdated design. It is at a disadvantage in confrontation with armored shells. It has no chance of defeating a Prosen tanker with higher technical and tactical levels.

At this time, the correct approach is to retreat by shooting smoke. Although the tracks of the Panzer IV have been widened in recent years, its passing performance has not improved much. In addition, it has been replaced with a long-barreled gun and added armor, so its mobility is even worse than that of the T34W.

After firing a smoke screen and turning around to escape, half of the crew members in Alexander's battalion should be able to survive.

But Alexander's shout of "Forward" just now gave the whole battalion and even the whole brigade a boost. They fired smoke bombs continuously and stepped on the accelerator, advancing at full speed to compete with the Plosson armored troops.

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The commander of the 34th Armored Division, the commander of the Schultz battle group, and the "Armored Schultz" Major General Adel Schultz looked at the smoke ahead and calmly ordered: "Everyone back up. The small slope behind us will allow us to only expose the upper half of the vehicle and fire at them. The TW cannot penetrate our front and turret."

After the order was given, the entire Proson armored cluster began to retreat, as if they shared a brain.

The "small slope" that Adelschultz mentioned was actually Hill 202.1. The Plossons deployed a small infantry unit to establish a support point to support the assault artillery battalion in combat.

The Proson infantry had already leveled the ground, so the tank troops were able to reverse smoothly to the back of the hillside.

In addition, the infantry units also prepared machine guns to deal with Ant's "armored cavalry".

The sound of the Ant's engine was getting closer.

Adel held the radio receiver and said: "Attention! The enemy is about to release smoke! Now every tank of the enemy has a radio, so we can't give them time to report!"

Five seconds later, the first T34 emerged from the smoke.

Before Adel could say anything, it was hit by two shells and a huge fire broke out.

There were only screams on the radio.

Immediately, T34s rushed out of the smoke one after another and turned into fireballs one after another.

The radio was filled with the excited voices of the Proson armored soldiers: "I've never seen such easy-to-deal-with Ant armored soldiers!"

"This unit definitely doesn't have the title of Guards!"

"If you have the title of Guard, you can at least scratch my paint!"

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Alexander Fadin climbed out of the turret, missed a step and rolled into the bushes. At this moment, the enemy machine gun swept over, and the bullets hit the armor with a clanking sound.

The infantrymen on the back of the car had already jumped off and were now trying to pull Fadin out of the dirt: "Are you still alive, Comrade Lieutenant?"

"My tank! Save my crew!" Fardin shouted.

"Quickly deploy the smoke screen rescue team!" ordered the corporal leading the infantry.

The infantry immediately threw out smoke bombs, climbed into the tank under the cover of the smoke, and pulled out the tank crew members who were not aware of their own safety.

The corporal took out the first aid kit and used the bandage roller inside to randomly wrap it around Fadin's head, muttering as he did so: "Lieutenant, bear with it. I only learned to wrap bandages and sprinkle sulfa powder in first aid class. I'll find a medic for you later." Alexander Fadin said unhappily: "You should sprinkle sulfa powder before wrapping the bandage!"

"Ah? Oh yeah, then I'll open it for you..."

"No, no, no, that's all."

At this time, several infantrymen who were climbing the tank came over and said, "There is no one alive."

Fadin sighed: "The enemy shot through us. Fortunately, the fuse of the shell seems to have been damaged, otherwise I would have been trapped in it."

He looked up at the tank and said, "It's not on fire, maybe it can still be driven. I'll go to the cockpit and try it out—"

Corporal: "Don't go in there, Lieutenant! Can you drive a tank and fire a cannon at the same time by yourself?"

Fardin: "At least I can crash into it! Air Force pilots told me that in an air battle, the plane is the pilot's last bullet! The same goes for tanks!"

Just as he was about to stand up, the corporal pushed him back to the ground with his powerful right hand: "No, Lieutenant, you can't go up! You are different from us infantrymen! You should turn back, go to the tank assembly area, form a new crew, drive a new tank, and then fight the enemy!
"Leave this to us. We have bazookas. If the enemy tanks attack, we will give them a hard time! They will never be able to catch up with you, Lieutenant!"

The other infantrymen nodded, "Yes, Lieutenant! Leave it to us!"

Fadin looked at the barrels behind the infantrymen and shook his head: "No, I can also shoot barrels, and I can shoot more accurately than you! I have calculated the landing point of this barrel, this thing can hit the target at 300 meters! Give me a barrel!"

The infantrymen looked together at Cpl.

Corporal: "Listen to the lieutenant and give him a tube."

So the soldier took down a tube and handed it to Fadin.

Fadin rushed out of the smoke with the tube in his hand and approached the Plossen tank under the cover of the bushes.

Proson's machine gun fire point did not find him, but desperately fired at the T34 that had just been hit and stopped, preventing the tank driver from jumping out of the vehicle.

Fadin rushed forward about two hundred meters, squatted down and began to check the status of the rocket launcher.

The corporal followed up and said, "Lieutenant! The enemy tank is hiding behind the slope, with only the turret showing. It's hard to hit! Let's wait until the enemy starts to advance and then attack them! They are counterattacking us and will definitely advance!"

Fardin didn't answer, he just stood up and pointed the rocket launcher at the sky.

The infantrymen quickly dodged the tail of the rocket launcher. Although the tail flame had been processed so that it would not turn people into familiars, it could still burn people.

Fadin pulled the trigger, and the rocket launcher drew a parabola and hit the Plossen tank.

It was difficult to see the effect of the attack with the naked eye, and Fadin didn't care at all, he just lay down and hid.

As expected, the enemy's machine gun swept over immediately, and two infantrymen who did not lie down in time were hit and fell to the ground in the grass.

Fadin crawled under the suppression of machine gun fire, taking the barrels from the fallen infantrymen.

When the machine gun fire was turned to other places, he jumped up without aiming carefully and raised his rocket launcher to shoot.

The rocket traced a parabola and hit another Plossen tank.

Fardin lay prone again, but this time the Prosen returned fire with grenades.

At the moment of the explosion, Fadin's head buzzed and he passed out.

The last thing he heard was the corporal yelling, "Lieutenant!"

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Armored Schultz put down the binoculars, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Ante's armored soldiers are still as weak as ever. Without the new tanks, they are nothing!

"The reason why our colleagues in Army Group South were beaten so badly was entirely because of the new tanks. It was the good-for-nothings in the Imperial Scientific Research Department who dragged down our glorious armored forces!"

The chief of staff of the battle group reminded quietly: "General, don't say these things on the radio. Be careful of the listeners. Many doctors in the scientific research department are deeply trusted by His Majesty!"

Adelschulz snorted, but made no further sharp criticism of the Imperial scientific research department.

After a brief silence, he said, "However, our colleagues in the Southern Army Group did a good job. They at least used up all of the enemy's new tanks. Now we can so calmly harvest the Ante armored forces."

At this time, someone shouted on the radio: "Smoke! There is more smoke in the distance, it may be a new armored unit!"

"Everyone, pay attention," Adel picked up the microphone, "Hold your ground and use the advantageous terrain to annihilate the Ante armored forces. We will destroy as many as they come today!"

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Lieutenant Fardin woke up and saw the corporal's bloody face. "What are you doing? Put me down!"

"No, I have to help you go to the assembly point, Lieutenant! You have already hit two Plossen tanks with a rocket launcher and avenged your tanker! Now you need to command the other tankers!" The corporal said as he took difficult steps and forcibly helped Fadin move forward.

Just as Fardin was about to speak, he heard the sound of an engine in the distance.

"Wait a minute, listen! It's our tank!"

Corporal: "So what? We'll give it to you no matter how many T34Ws we take!"

"We need to get them back!" Fadin had regained consciousness. "Quick, stop these tanks. We can't let them go!"

Just as he finished speaking, a tank with a round bowl-shaped head rushed into view.

Lieutenant Fardin: “?”

(End of this chapter)