Steel Soviet Union

Perhaps the infantrymen on the position were not very sure, or simply could not recognize the roaring group of Russian steel behemoths, but Wittmann was different.

Due to professional sensitivity, Wittmann has been thinking about those ferocious Russian steel monsters in his mind for the past few days.

The armor of those Russian steel monsters is simply outrageously thick! Even for the Tiger tank, which is famous for its strong armor and powerful guns, the final result of a single shot may be just a sound.

Although the huge cannon of extremely large caliber takes a long time to reload, as long as the huge cannon roars and fires, Wittmann has rarely seen a few people who can escape from the ferocious muzzle. Lucky man.

But now, the group of Russian steel behemoths with their teeth and claws bared were once again charging towards us at full power.

Wittmann could clearly see through the telescope in his hand that the two Russian heavy tanks rushing at the front were exactly the same as the ferocious steel monsters in his impression.

According to Wittmann himself, such experimental Russian heavy tanks that have not yet had time to be mass-produced must be small in number. Otherwise, since the beginning of the Battle of Kursk, I have only seen it once during the frontal assault in the direction of Oboyan, and never seen anything else!

Now, this group of monsters has returned to the battlefield, leading a large number of steel monsters that always appear together to appear again. ɱ

Wittmann would not be so naive as to think that he had bumped into another elite Russian tank unit that was exactly the same. Even the 177 number paint on the armor of the Russian monster at the front was a coincidence. Totally consistent.

All the visible scenes are silently explaining one thing.

On the frontal defensive position in the direction of Oboyan, the special Russian heavy tank unit that caused the Skeleton Division and the Guards Division to break down one after another has now chased the Guards Division and reached Prokhorovka, just like The ghosts in ghost stories are as haunting as ghosts!

"It's these Russians again! Now we're in big trouble."

The last time, the SS troops, as the attackers, broke down and stagnated in front of the positions sheltered by these ferocious steel beasts. They were hit one after another by the huge and thick main cannon and smashed to pieces. There was no victory. The result is a complete failure for the attacker.

Now, the offensive and defensive sides have switched positions with each other, and it is the SS who are responsible for stopping the group of steel monsters like crazed bulls from moving forward.

Wittmann, who had already realized the seriousness of the situation, was very suspicious of what kind of tactical arrangements could be used to prevent this group of Russian steel monsters from continuing to advance and prevent them from opening a hole in their position and releasing a steady stream of infantry. Come in.

At present, there is no good ready-made solution, but this does not stop Wittmann from doing the meaningful things he should do.

"Michelle! Your mission is to lead your platoon to the preset combat position No. 3 on the right side of the position, where you can stop the Russian tanks from moving forward and cover all the infantry within your fire coverage! You need to do this before the order is updated. Keep fighting out there, keep the radios open and move!"

The communications staff officer who came to assign orders shouted from a distance a few meters away from the side of the tank. Wittmann, who was standing half-body outside the turret with headphones hanging around his neck, nodded frequently to indicate that he understood.

The communications staff officer who had delivered the order had just run away when a deafening explosion came from not far away.

Wittmann, who subconsciously turned around following the direction of the sound, was already a step too late. All that was left in his field of vision was the burning wreckage of the headless Panzer IV tank.

This stupid truck captain placed his truck in a position where he was obviously looking for death. It's so big and more conspicuous than an anti-tank gun, but he rushed to fire. The Russians are blind so they won't hit you!

"Idiot with no brains"

Wittmann, who was muttering in his mouth, did not hesitate any longer. While keeping the top lid open and not closed, he retracted directly into the car and put on the headphones again. Counting Wittmann's own car, A total of 3 Tigers quickly started moving and headed straight towards the fighting position with some staggering.

With the help of the apparently effective artillery preparation, Malashenko commanded the troops to rush to a position less than 300 meters away from the position in less than a cigarette.

Like explosive hedgehogs, the resistance firepower of the SS positions was soaring. Various anti-tank guns and armored vehicles carrying the guns continued to appear and fire fiercely at their own side.

The Red Army soldiers who entered the range of small arms fire had already jumped out of their vehicles and followed the huge heavy tanks of their own to seek cover and advance step by step.

The turret top cover that is tightly closed instead of open provides a fairly good shooting field of view. The machine gunner carrying the DP light machine gun directly places the thing on the turret, stands on the engine compartment cover and bends his waist, looking into the field of view. The enemy's position opened fire on the move.

The front of the October State Farm is a very wide and relatively flat open space, which is relatively easy to attack and difficult to defend, especially when the enemy is covered by heavy armor.

The relatively flat terrain with few undulations created a very favorable environment for Malashenko. Seryosha, who controlled the gear in first gear and moved forward at a constant speed, tried his best to create opportunities for Iushkin to fire. Kirill, who gritted his teeth and held his breath, fed the sub-loaded shells into the breech one after another, shouting that the loading was completed, and Iushkin, who no longer needed Malashenko to guide him to the target every time, opened fire.

boom--

The body of the IS6 heavy tank was shaking slightly as it moved forward slowly. The muzzle of the IS6 heavy tank suddenly shook and the tremors intensified. The huge recoil of the 122mm D25T tank gun when it fired was felt even by a heavy tank as heavy as the IS6 and was not motionless.

The 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile that escaped from the barrel hit the front armor of a Panther. Iushkin, who left No. 4 alone and focused on picking high-value targets first, succeeded with one blow. The armor on the entire front of the vehicle was almost useless. The Panther's ammunition exploded instantly, his head was moved, and he was killed with a loud bang. 122 Heirloom Justice was taken away on the spot.

"Go on! Next one! Anti-tank gun, one o'clock direction, turn the turret!"

While Iushkin was firing, he did not forget to look for the next target in advance. Malashenko determined that the German anti-tank gun hiding behind the bunker on the slope had fired three times in a row, posing a considerable threat, and decided to let Iushkin Money is given priority. But he never expected that at this moment, a sudden change would occur, and unexpected trouble would hit his head once again.