Steel Soviet Union

The entire 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade began to retreat after hasty preparations. There were many troublesome things that wasted time and were not even taken away. For example, after the tanks were seriously damaged in the battle, there was no need to use so much extra. Fuel and ammunition.

According to Malashenko's order, several hidden booby traps were set up for ammunition and fuel that were left on the position and could not be taken away. The person responsible for executing this order was Major Varosha, who had fought bloody battles on the battlefield of Stalingrad.

In that cruel battle, where old faces left and new faces came in every hour, Major Varosha learned too many insidious tactics while struggling in the piles of dead and hellish streets.

Some of these tactics were invented by the Germans and were used to deal with Soviet troops and disgust opponents in street fighting and house battles, trying to cause maximum casualties to the opponent and draw more blood. There are also some tactics invented by the Soviet army themselves, which may not be glorious on the surface, but those who want to gain glory in the war have basically been laid flat in the graveyard, and some have even been bombed to pieces. Not a single son is left.

If you want to gain an advantage in this purely life-or-death war, you must use some disgraceful and disgusting tactics. The more you can make your opponent jump with anger and become furious, it shows that this kind of tactics The more successful you are, the more brilliant you will be.

Less than half an hour after Stalin's 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade and the 9th Guards Airborne Division withdrew, the Guards Division, realizing that its opponent had really escaped from under its nose, finally responded.

A wave of SS troops who had just retreated from this position not long ago swept in again, but the last time they charged here they were high-spirited and full of morale. Now, this group had just been knocked out of the meat grinder. The SS soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were somewhat lacking in spirit.

Even though they did not encounter any attacks while advancing to the front of the position, the SS armored soldiers protected by tanks were still cautious, for fear that those crazy Russian monsters would suddenly emerge from the ground. , shouting that Ula rushed over with a bayonet and killed them.

After experiencing such a blood-splattered battle, there was no one alive who could not help but feel lingering fear. The brave and tenacious Red Army soldiers used their lives to leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of their opponents. Even those who are lucky enough to survive after the war will never forget it.

"Do you think those Russians have left? Did they really withdraw? Why is that?"

"You ask me? Why don't you ask the division commander?! If I knew why, I wouldn't stay here with you. I at least have to stay at the headquarters!"

"What now? What to do now?"

"Can you ask less questions? How do I know!?"

The conversation whispered behind the panther's butt soon had real consequences.

A junior commando leader who was leading the attack held an MP40 submachine gun in one hand and raised his other hand above his head to wave forward. Knowing what this meant, the soldiers of the Guard Flag Division immediately took action and picked up their hands. The guy inside ducked out from behind the tank and started rushing towards the position.

The silent position was mostly deserted, leaving only the criss-crossed corpses stacked on top of each other with no time to restrain themselves.

Rivers of blood bubbles were everywhere on the already pitted position, and the sound that sounded like stepping in the rain was sore to the ears. The land of Prokhorovka, which is already rainy in summer, can no longer absorb the excess liquid. Even the gust of wind blowing in the face carries the sour smell of gunpowder and the smell of thick blood mixed with the nose.

"Huhu, there's no Russian, it's safe here!"

"It's the same here as mine, the corpse doesn't count as a Russian!"

"Safe! No enemies! Looks like they're all gone!"

Recapturing the outer positions occupied by the enemy only to miss them. This embarrassing situation should have made people feel angry and annoyed, but for some reason, many soldiers of the Guards and Flagship Division present felt a little bit lucky.

Could it be that the Guards Division was frightened by the 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade? That doesn’t seem right.

But if he could not fight with such an inhuman opponent and return to hell, who would refuse and want to lose his life quickly? The answer is that most of them don't want to.

So in general, the Russians took the initiative to withdraw, and our side also completed its tactical objectives and regained the position. This result is simply the best of both worlds as expected!

For the vast majority of ordinary soldiers who had no idea of ​​the real intention behind the attack just now, this was indeed the case.

The Russians really withdrew, and they withdrew in such a hurry that they didn't even bother to restrain the bodies of their own people, leaving them lying on the ground and ignoring them, and simply ran away.

Walking on the battlefield where Yu Wen still survived the battle, I saw many such scenes. The SS soldiers who were still feeling lucky changed their mood very quickly. Many of them began to joke about the people they had just fought against. Opponents feel contempt.

No matter how hard the Russians were able to fight, wouldn't they still just leave the corpses here and have no time to dispose of them, and just run away with their tail between their legs in such a hurry? What does this mean if you can't continue to hold on?

On the other hand, our own standard guard division was able to regroup its strength and fight back again. In comparison, the winner was naturally very obvious. It was the guard standard division that lasted to the end.

"These Russians are nothing more than that. They can't hold on any longer. Look at how miserable this position is! They even left the broken tanks behind!"

The words that won the applause of many soldiers present made Enkel, the first-level assault brigade captain who had just arrived at the position, frown.

Unlike the soldiers and junior officers who were kept in the dark, Enkel, as the division commander's right-hand man and right-hand man, knew clearly the true intention of the attack just now.

The reason why he came to the position was not to collect the corpses of the dead, but to come here specifically to see with his own eyes whether these Russians had really escaped under the orders of his division commander, but he obviously came a little too late.

"Report the situation and report everything here to the division headquarters immediately. The Russians have abandoned everything they can and have run away without a single person left alive!"

"yes!"

The adjutant who took the order had just walked out a few steps, and Enkel, who had a dark look on his face, had just turned around and was about to look elsewhere.

boom--

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion like thunder on a sunny day, instantly setting off a violent shock wave that rose to the ground. Enkel, who had not even touched the ground, instantly flipped Enkel to the ground and sat down firmly. Butt mound.

"Damn! What happened!? Report the situation!"