After Becoming a Little Sister

Maozi's soldiers climbed onto the tank and smashed the machine guns on it with all their might. Some knocked on the hatch of the tank, while others bit open the grenade with their mouths. stuffed in.

Catch it asshole!Let's die together!

The soldier holding the cluster grenade looked at the eyes in the car through the observation window of the tank, then grinned and showed a mouthful of big white teeth. With a wanton smile, he tore apart the large bundle of grenades in front of them. The lead wire drilled directly under their tank amidst the white smoke.

【boom------】

Group after group of flames exploded on the battlefield.

But one after another, soldiers rushed out after the flames, some of them were even burning with flames, but they still screamed and raised the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the enemy line in front——

Your worker grandfather crawled out of hell!Die! !

The violent counterattack brought the unstoppable armored offensive to a standstill, and the panic spread visible to the naked eye.

Those immortal warriors in the fire pulled one enemy after another to roll on the slope, like a mountain collapsing, a meteor falling, unstoppable——

On the distant position, the commander of the armored regiment who was in charge of directing the attack put down his binoculars, gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of disbelief.

A ferocious tangle appeared on his face that was as dry as bark, and this expression even made his originally terrifying face a little more vivid. Facing the completely irrational counterattack of the opponent, he immediately did Made the right choice——

"Back! All back! Organize a defensive position! These guys—they're crazy! They're going to die!"

What a leader of his team could see, the other party could also see it, but the other party actually did it.

Why?Don't they want Vilnius?Where do they have more troops?

In order to win, their attackers can pay the price, but no matter how desperate they are, they are afraid of madmen.

When the information reached the highest command of the third armored group, Huot, who had just stopped, twitched his brows: "They all launched a counterattack? Isn't it a position?"

The staff officer next to him confirmed the information again and again, and his tone became weird: "The opponent has abandoned Vilnius, and all three of our offensive positions have been counterattacked back, and some scouts indicated that the opponent's infantry troops appeared on our flanks. Quite a few, it should be infantry divisions who rushed over from nearby."

"What about the air force? What about the artillery? Why don't they support the three offensive positions?"

"We provided support, but it didn't work. The opponent doesn't seem to be planning to withdraw to the Vilnius position later."

"...Let the 2nd Armored Division defend the left flank, and the 7th Motorized Rifle Division defend the right flank." Holt tapped the whip in his hand, and then slammed it on the car window: "Hmph, it's just the last madness, Gudry Ann and Hopner are also advancing, where are the Northwest Front Army and Western Front Army have more troops, ask Guderian, has Grodno been defeated?"

After a while, the communications soldier put down the communicator next to his ear: "They encountered intense shelling. The opponent seemed to have mobilized a large amount of artillery fire to support Grodno from a distance. Your Excellency Guderian's attack was forced to delay."

"They are unwilling to give up anywhere, and the final result is that they can't keep anywhere. Their commander is only qualified to be the head of a cavalry regiment, and he is not even capable of commanding a complete division-order! All troops are transferred to defense on the spot, Consume the opponent's vitality, don't get entangled with them, since they want to die, let them come, when they have no defense strength, Vilnius will naturally be ours."

When Vilnius is taken down, the final junction between the Northwest Front and the Western Front will be cut off. These two fronts will face Guderian and Hopner head-on. Doesn't he just hit whoever he wants on the side?

The balance of victory has tilted to his side——

"After returning, the head of state should grant me the marshal's scepter." He said with a smile to his subordinates: "Maybe I can support Guderian first, so he should be embarrassed to get ahead of me when he gets the marshal's scepter."

"Yes, your wisdom is as dazzling as the morning star in the sky!"

"Hahaha——" On his command car, Huot laughed heartily, as if he saw his glorious victory.

The marshal's scepter is beckoning to him!

But when Holt laughed wildly, he didn't know that there was a huge force marching behind him.

That was the 3th Army, which still had scars and gunpowder smoke, and left all its luggage to the 11rd Army, and only brought one-way fuel and three-day rations!

March quickly!March quickly! !

Hot!The third armor group!we are coming--

PS: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1092 1072-Duelists are prohibited from hitting people in the field (reward 3/3 for "Broken Moon-AHI"

Holt, whose full name is Herman Holt, is a first-class general of the German Army.

He had already shown his prowess against Poland and France before Operation Barbarossa.

In the early stage, the opponent's official fortune was prosperous, he was promoted from the original infantry general to the first-level general, and later served as the commander of the third armored group.

According to the normal history of the Battle of Minsk, he and Guderian will launch an extremely beautiful pincer offensive, smashing Maozi's Western Front Army and Northwest Front Army to pieces, creating the first large encirclement and even the subsequent first. The second big siege once approached Moscow.

But also in history, he and Guderian had tactical differences, and the two sides were not considered friends.

At that time, he and Guderian were respectively leading an armored group, aiming directly at Moscow, but later received the order that 'Minsk is the primary target'. Unlike Guderian, who violated this order and only sent a small group of troops, he Choosing to accept orders from the rear honestly, the third army that drove Mao Zi had nowhere to go.

In the follow-up, Kuznetsov was lucky to find that Guderian did not pursue him, and turned from the swamp area to the south. Only then did he escape with the Third Army by chance, and retained the vital force in the Minsk rout. Viable forces, including a large number of officers who played a pivotal role in the follow-up war.

For this reason, Holt also openly said hello to Guderian, saying that if he hadn't completed the task of sealing off the encirclement, how could he let the third army run out?

But at this juncture, although the relationship between him and Guderian is not much better, it is not as bad as it was later. If there is a situation where someone is besieged, there is a high probability that another armored group will go to the rescue.

Sister Shenxian won the first wave of betting, and the second time is not a bet, it is a normal guide to the situation.

Regardless of whether the 11th Army can eat Huot's third armored group, at least it did it.

As long as they have a dialogue, it is easy to find out this part of the troops separated from Grodno.

Regardless of whether the 11th Army can penetrate the 2nd Armored Division and capture Huot alive, there is a high probability that they will hit Guderian's left wing who came to rescue him.

They are vertical arrows, and Guderian is horizontal pliers. After all, one side of the pliers is closer to them.

Even with the equipment and supplies of the third armored cluster, there is a high probability that they will not be able to defeat half of Guderian's troops.

After all, one is the remnants of soldiers left after the bloody battle, while the other is full of energy. This attack power is at least a thousand points away.

But sister Shenxian didn't consider this issue?

She stood in front of the map, stood still and waited, waited.

Outside the window, the sun is rising every day, surrounded by staff officers who come and go, and come and go, everything seems to be sped up.

But Sister Shenxian just stood there, not even changing her movements or eyes, her eyes were always fixed on the slowly advancing soldiers.

The red arrow is moving slowly but firmly on the map, and every millimeter of advance on the map represents that one obstacle after another has been crossed during the rapid march.

One day, one day and one night!

Two days, two days and two nights!

After two days and two nights of rapid marching, until the morning of the third day, the sharp red arrow finally arrived at the rear of Huot's third armored group!

And then there is the blatant tide like the collision of the tide——

……

……

"charge!"

The political commissar of the vanguard of the 11th Army Group raised his hand to greet his comrades behind him to follow: "For the great Soviet!!"

On both sides of him are soldiers who have been marching rapidly and have not stopped until now.

After two days and two nights of rapid march, even a short rest had to face the sentries and obstacles deployed by the enemy. Even in order not to expose the arrival of the entire 11th Army, they could only use a small number of troops to carry out targeted impacts and create a huge threat to the opponent. 'This is just some scattered stragglers' illusion.

But now, they have finally bit each other's tail, and they can fight out openly——

With all kinds of weapons in their hands, a large number of soldiers rushed forward with the killing intent suppressed from the beginning to the present.

Na Wula's shouts spread all over the mountains and plains, and they became more and more louder, just like thunder!

When the waving red flag appeared on the top of the mountain, De San's troops were stunned—when did there be an extra group of troops behind them?

But the problem is not big, it may be the remnant soldiers, or it may be the devious enemy, but no matter what, there are only so many people on the other side.

They turned their guns and set up their machine guns without any panic, and even had the pleasure of shooting a target.

Seeing that I shuttled past, several people fell down on the opposite side, and then shuttled from another angle, and a few more fell down.

However, the sound of machine guns never stopped, the sound of cannons rumbled, and even within a few hundred meters, the rifles fired, but the number of people on the opposite side did not decrease.

Not only did it not decrease, but even more and more, one fell down, ten more fell, ten fell down, and a hundred people had already appeared on the top of the mountain.

When the thunderous sound shook the sky, they finally started to panic.

People—people everywhere—people everywhere—

A stunned German soldier yelled, stood up in a panic, and wanted to throw a grenade.

But before he finished raising his hand, the helmet shook back immediately, a flower of blood burst out on his forehead, and he fell backwards.

A Maozi soldier not far away kept walking, pulled the bolt while running, ejected a steaming shell, opened his mouth and let out a fierce roar.

The grenade fell into the trenches of his own people, blowing up a cloud of dull dust, which made De San's soldiers panic.

The ashen-faced companion wiped off the dirt on his face, and looked at the incredible scene in front of him in horror.

The stragglers at the front were already close to their faces, but soldiers were still pouring out from behind the reverse slope of the hillside at the end of the line of sight.

Just looking at the past, there are no fewer than thousands of people. According to Maozi's strength, there is already a division crowded here!

But where did they get a teacher? !

And it was a teacher who came around from behind!

De San's machine gun hit until the barrel became hot and jammed, but he was unable to scare or fight back these people.

The frontmost machine gunner was dismantling the barrel in a panic, but suddenly saw a shadow rushing down in front of him, hugged his machine gun, and pressed it to the ground in the trench. The scorched smell of burning flesh and blood is not ordinary at all.

It was a dirty and dusty man in a Maozi military uniform. The two sides looked at each other. The Maozi man spat at him, overturned the machine gun with a loud roar, and then raised the Mosin Nagant in his hand, The butt of the gun came down hard.

The heavy blow made a crisp sound like a gong on the machine gunner's helmet, shaking him dizzy.

The deputy behind him rushed forward, and the other party also rushed over without showing any weakness, rolling and fighting together.

And around these well-dressed soldiers of the tank battalion, such entanglements with the enemy are constantly being staged!

More and more fighters poured out from behind the mountain, endlessly, like sparks spreading on the ground, burning violently.

Where is this a teacher!

This is definitely more than one division——

"The wounded stay to sweep the field—others! Move on!"

"We're going to get that son of a bitch out of Holt! Then strip him naked! Freeze him into a road sign! Go! Go!!"

The commander who yelled about how to make the German stick wanted to pick up the horsewhip and whip the soldiers. He was still covered in mud residue splashed by the shells. The guard shouted: "Put up the red flag! Put it up on the car! Charge! Charge to the front!"