Steel Soviet Union

The brief rest period was not enough for the exhausted German troops to regroup. Some of them even had only an empty shell that could barely move after experiencing the battle just now. Other than that, there was nothing more. There was nothing else, as if even his soul had been taken away by the Red Army cannon that restored his soul.

So when the roar of engines from the sky was ringing in their ears continuously, many of them did not even realize that the crisis was coming and the catastrophe was approaching. Even the quick escapes that should have been made were visible to the naked eye. The ground slowed down for half a beat.

"Air attack! Russian planes, air attack!"

"Hide, hide quickly!!!"

By the time these half-slowed fools finally came to their senses under the screams of their companions and planned to put some meaningful actions into action, it was already too late.

Woo——woo——

Those Figure 2 bombers that swooped down from the sky to improve bombing accuracy came with a roar of death. The wing roots of both wings and the belly bomb bay carried a total of four 500-kilogram unguided iron bombs, which were death's invitations to hell.

Of course, these bombing aviation pilots, who were well-prepared after receiving combat missions at frontline field airports, would not drop these precious four heavy aerial bombs on the heads of the German infantry running around on the ground. , such waste is completely meaningless in the short run. The goal of this trip and this battle is only one: to kill the German fortifications.

The two-legged German infantry can run as fast as they can to escape when a crisis comes, but those fixed German fortifications with no mobility at all can not.

Falling straight down from the low altitude towards the top of the lid with extraordinary precision, these black iron bombs don't know what mercy is, and they are more ruthless and ruthless. It only takes just a few hundred meters to hit the target in a low-altitude dive. Just a few seconds.

Boom——

Rumble——

One after another, huge explosions were heard one after another on the dilapidated German positions. Those military-standard concrete permanent defenses that were strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of 122 and 130 grenades were in danger in the face of such a palm attack that fell from the sky. It's just like paper and can't play any defensive role.

The defensive strength that can withstand even a 132mm Katyusha rocket hitting the forehead is as if it does not exist in the face of a 500kg aerial bomb. There is no difference.

The huge explosion and the waves and shrapnel set off can not only smash the concrete cover, but also the bulletproof steel plate sandwich installed in it can also be smashed and blasted through the scene, breaking through the innermost and last layer of concrete. All that remains is utter destruction.

Countless cement slag and steel rebar fragments were scattered and flying under the surge of high-temperature air waves, and they were scattered everywhere in an instant.

The German soldiers who had been there a second ago had disappeared. In the huge explosion that shook the earth, not even a trace of struggle was left behind, and the land they had fought on completely turned into nothingness.

But if you think that the only unlucky ones are these German soldiers who stick to the fortifications, you are completely wrong.

Those German infantry who risked their lives to escape around the fortifications and occasionally passed by were also unable to escape. The huge explosive power of the 500-kilogram aerial bomb far exceeded the firepower of any land weapon, even Malashenko's most proud " The power of the "land bomber" TOS-1 rocket assault tank is also difficult to compare with, and it can only be regarded as a younger brother.

This powerful collateral damage took away the lives of all the surrounding German soldiers within its killing radius. They were swept to death by shrapnel, blown up by explosions, blown away by the shock wave and hit the ground with their brains bursting, and even fell to death. Some of them were smashed directly by large pieces of concrete that came towards them, and their faces were covered with peach blossoms, and their bodies were exposed on the spot.

There are all kinds of strange ways of death, and corpses of German soldiers scattered everywhere, with complete parts or in pieces, can be seen everywhere.

The power of this large-scale single air raid involving an entire regiment is definitely worthy of praise, especially the 500-kilogram aerial bombs specially brought to target those strong and permanently prepared fortifications. They are the absolute main course of the entire air raid. .

Every time this thing falls, it will cause a chain reaction of earth shaking and mountain shaking. With such power, no soft target can escape the terrifying killing radius. At this moment, there is only destruction, continuous destruction, and continuous destruction on the German positions, repeated again and again, and continue.

Malashenko, who was standing half-body outside the turret, could clearly see all this. The scene of rolling heat waves in the telescope was exactly what he expected and hoped to see.

"The aviation unit is almost finished here. Let's inform the people below to start and add more seasoning to the Germans!"

"yes!"

The messenger who received the mission immediately took the order and passed on the message. Malashenko raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly. The second wave of destruction at the promised time is about to come in the next minute. This will It was the last funeral knell for the fascist scum across the street before they embarked on a journey to hell.

"let's start"

Boom boom boom boom——

Boo hoo hoo hoo——

Zhukov is indeed generous and arrogant enough.

In order to help Malashenko to the greatest extent, so that the leader can free his hands to fight this cruel and bloody hell battle that will surely go down in history.

Zhukov not only mobilized another wave of valuable air support for Malashenko, with the entire regiment mobilized, but also directly pulled the most elite of his several Guards artillery divisions to the underground of Zelo Heights, They set up a posture, and together with Chuikov's field artillery group of the army group, launched a hellish bombardment with intensive firepower that at least doubled the amount of firepower prepared to project in the previous wave.

The large-caliber grenade pellets that swept over the sky were just like rain. There was no difference. The artillery barrage of 122 starting, 152 uncapped, and 203 open-mouth bombardment was not inferior to the air strike just now. The power of a single projectile What it lacks is made up for by sheer quantity.

A German fortification that had eaten two 122 grenades and one 152 grenade in succession had been blown apart. Most of the Tianling Cap had been completely cut off and almost collapsed. A larger caliber 203 came from nowhere. The millimeter high-explosive grenade fell straight down, and with a thunderous explosion that was more powerful than the previous three artillery shells combined, the fortification was completely turned into a pile of construction waste and crushed into powder.

Before this purgatory-like brief bombardment came to an end, the Red Army steel behemoths that were crawling on the starting position had already left their respective starting positions, shooting straight out like arrows from the string, towards the enemy not far away. Pounce away.

As Malashenko said, this will definitely be a battle that determines victory or defeat, and all the stories on this bloody highland will end here.