Steel Soviet Union

"Sergeant Fuli, lead your men to attack. We have to take the town before dark! Quick!"

"Understood! You, you, you and you, bring your own people and come with me!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Our tanks are coming!"

The battle on the outskirts of the town was not actually brutal. The US military successfully captured the outskirts of the town after encountering only minimal resistance.

The two infantry battalions of the National Defense Forces defending this town did not have very strong combat effectiveness. They were reorganized units after being defeated on the Eastern Front, and they were also filled with a large number of recruits who had only received minimal training.

What's even more unfortunate is that the infantry of these two battalions of the National Defense Forces are new units that just came here yesterday. Most of the soldiers rushed into the battle without even understanding the terrain of the town.

It is unrealistic to use large-caliber naval guns for artillery support. A crackling artillery blast may even blow up the entire town. The US military also hopes that this key strategic node can defend against the Germans' subsequent counterattack. Obtaining a relatively complete town is more in line with the needs of the US military. Fighting in the ruins of broken bricks and tiles is the next best option.

The battle to defeat the garrison outside the town did not take much effort. Although the US military was hastily prepared and attacked all the way, it did not have any decent heavy weapons, and its tanks were still lagging behind. But U.S. soldiers holding Motorola walkie-talkies called for fire support from destroyers with shallow drafts that could approach the shore and shoot at close range.

After a blast of 127mm high-explosive grenades washed down the ground, the non-permanent fortifications and bunkers built by the German army outside the town were instantly blown into the sky amidst the roar of artillery fire.

The American soldiers with high morale basically occupied the position by stepping on the corpses of the German soldiers that had been blown to pieces. However, the German commander who wanted to support the peripheral positions simply gave up the peripheral positions and simply abandoned them when he saw the formation. All the troops gathered in the town, and began to occupy the commanding heights house by street, deploy crossfire, and prepare to use the town to resist the Allied artillery fire and engage in a street battle.

The US military commander leading the team could probably guess what the opponent was planning. Major Jackson, who was responsible for commanding the attack with half the regiment, had some combat experience. The earlier battle in Sicily had changed him from an office-based uncle, and among the U.S. military, which was relatively lacking in actual combat experience, people like him were now qualified to be called veterans.

"Let our tanks speed up and cover the infantry to capture the town! Intelligence shows that these Germans just changed their defenses yesterday. They only have two battalions and lack heavy weapons. There is nothing we can do with our tanks! Within two hours I will We need to hear the news that the battle is over, and let these bastards who play children’s games with the Russians all day long see how powerful we are!”

Major Jackson stood on the outskirts of the town with his hands on his hips and a manure spoon on his head. His newly issued telescope was still quite new hanging on his chest. The whole person looked majestic and domineering, at least that's what Major Jackson thought at the moment.

"Sir, the superior asked if we need air support? There is a group of aircraft carrier-based aircraft on standby!"

"Huh? Air support?"

Major Jackson had just called for a round of naval gun support, and now there were aircraft carrier-based aircraft available. He had never fought such a lavish battle, and had never enjoyed such treatment even in exercises. Major Jackson was a little confused, but after After a brief moment of speechlessness, he quickly recovered.

"Tell them they don't need it. The Germans have all hid in the town like mice after seeing a cat. The Nazis are now trembling in the town! The bombs in the sky can't drive them out. Now it's our boys' turn." Performed."

Air support? The war has reached this point, do I still need air support? Funny?

The confident Major Jackson doesn't want to be robbed of his credit at this time. His lieutenant general father who stayed in the country is still waiting for him in the newly built Pentagon to send back the good news and make contributions. This is the most important thing that can bring glory to the ancestors.

A heroic U.S. Army major led half a regiment of infantry to capture the first town after the Allied forces landed in France. Well, the headline on this front page makes me feel emotional just thinking about it! Major Jackson thought this was quite good, as if he had already carried the newspaper in his pocket, and the victory was so close at hand.

Completely unaware that his self-confidence might be arrogance, Major Jackson was only thinking about getting credit, and had no idea that he might have missed the last chance to save the war.

Just when Major Jackson was about to say something more, a sudden change suddenly occurred at this moment.

call out--

Boom——

Boom——

The shrill scream of the cannonball piercing the air was accompanied by the violent roar of the explosion almost at the same time. The deafening sound made Major Jackson's eardrums hurt, and he fell to the ground in a daze, almost feeling the pain in his eyes. Deaf and weak all over.

When Major Jackson reluctantly stood up again with the help of the people around him, what he saw was the Sherman tank that was still healthy not far away, but now it had turned into a blazing steel incinerator. Corpse Furnace, Twisting Explosion.

"What happened? What happened!?"

Major Jackson screamed in sadness in his heart, not even realizing what kind of situation he was facing. At this moment, the second shrill scream hurt the eardrums of everyone present, and struck again. .

boom--

call out--

boom--

Boom boom——

This time, the shrill screams that broke through the sky were no longer single, but reached everyone's ears in an almost continuous plural form.

This time, the prepared Major Jackson was not knocked to the ground by the blast wave.

He clearly saw how the shells, which were so fast that even the afterimages could not be seen clearly, were shot from the side into the wide body belly of his own Sherman tank, how they tore holes in the armor and poured it into it, and how they blasted the Sherman tanks. Mann's ammunition and fuel exploded together, and then his round head was sent to the sky in a violent explosion.

In such a short moment that it was so difficult to react, 7 of the 24 Sherman tanks led by Major Jackson were destroyed on the spot.

Before even meeting the enemy or knowing what he looked like, more than a quarter of the tanks had been lost?

Major Jackson was stunned. To be honest, he couldn't even believe that what he was seeing was real. Could it be that the miserable behavior of the Germans on the beach was all fake? ? ?

"Oh my God! Look over there! What the hell are those big guys!?"