Steel Soviet Union

Karl, who was quite smart, had already predicted that his side would be defeated quickly, so from the beginning of the battle, he took his little brother Martin to guard the second trench further back, symbolically raising the MP40 submachine gun in his hand. Just shoot with your hand.

Da da da da——

boom--

"Karl, you are wasting bullets. You can't hit anything by raising the gun above your head and shooting outside."

Martin leaned out of the trench and fired a shot carefully. He pulled the bolt of the Mauser 98K rifle in his hand and ejected the cartridge case. At the same time, he kindly reminded the recruit that he obviously didn't understand why his elder brother did that.

"Idiot! Save your life and prepare to run away! Stick your head out and shoot. Do you want to teach the Russians marksmanship or artillery skills?"

call out--

"ah!!!"

Before Karl could finish his words, a bullet flew from nowhere and hit another German soldier next to him in the face unexpectedly.

The German soldier, whose entire face was blown away by machine gun bullets, fell to the ground in pain, bleeding and screaming. He was covering the wound the size of a child's fist with his hand, and it was obvious that he would not live long.

"It's useless, he won't survive"

Karl stretched out his hand to stop Martin who was about to step forward to save him and responded coldly. Karl, who had long passed the age of fanatical belief, was used to seeing too much bloodshed and fighting on the battlefield. He also knew what kind of wounds could be saved and what kind of wounds could be saved. There is no point in saving such a wound.

"Did you see it? This is what you will get if you stick your head out and shoot! If you want to live, just obey me! You don't even want to see your mother again, right?"

Martin, who admitted that he was almost scared to wet his pants, nodded mechanically. Under the influence of Karl's instigation, his strong desire to survive had long ago crushed his oath of allegiance to the Führer and his fanatical belief to the corner of nowhere. Never seen again.

The German guards, who did not have an anti-tank gun in their hands, were quickly crushed in the face by the Soviet heavy tanks at full power.

The roaring diesel engine drove the rolling steel tracks to crush the last resistance. The Germans tried to use all methods, even cluster grenades, to attack but still had no effect. Finally, they could no longer bear it. The almost invincible opponent was far away. The iron will of an army can be broken more than the tragic sacrifice of comrades.

"Retreat! Retreat backward! Retreat and regroup, quickly!"

Karl, who had long expected this outcome, had already dragged the somewhat dull Martin to take the first step. Before the tracks of the Soviet heavy tanks crushed the first unlucky guy, he passed through the traffic trench, jumped out of the position, and headed towards the deployment. In the last defensive position beside Miss Dora, she lowered her body and ran away.

"Ready! Load, load quickly!"

"Aim at the Russian tanks, quick!"

The only anti-tank gun battery assigned to Miss Dora was finally pushed out at the last moment when the building was about to collapse.

The 50mm anti-tank gun that usually seemed useless now became the last life-saving straw. Karl, who didn't even look at the anti-tank gun emplacement, took Martin directly through the side and guarded the door. Pulling the second lady behind, he stopped in front of a loading and unloading truck and breathed heavily.

"Why not go to the anti-tank gun position? Isn't that our last line of defense?"

Carl took out the empty magazine of the MP40 submachine gun in his hand and leaned against the train leather to change the magazine of the weapon in his hand. He was almost too lazy to answer Martin's almost idiotic question.

"Oh, you ask me why?"

boom--

The IS1 heavy tanks that were the first to rush into the position turned their muzzles and sprayed fire. The powerful 85mm high-explosive shells directly hit the anti-tank gun emplacements that had just been arranged. These were so pitiful that they did not have any earthwork bunkers. The anti-tank guns directly blasted into the sky together with the man and the gun.

The remaining anti-tank guns soon followed in the footsteps of the IS1 heavy tank's main gun and flew into the sky. Martin, who was still hopeful at first, almost dropped his jaw to his feet, unconsciously. The mouth grew.

"Do you really think those Russian armored soldiers are fools? Don't know who poses the greatest threat to them? That's why!"

After a few rounds of anti-tank guns, Malashenko fired up a pile of broken copper and iron water pipes and directed the troops to continue charging forward. However, within a hundred meters of driving out, he encountered an unexpected conflict again. incident.

Dong dong dong dong dong dong——

Ding-ding-dang-dang crackling——

I don’t know how many fearless anti-aircraft guns that emerged from that crack in the ground dared to tease their tiger beards!

The four-mounted Flak 38 20mm anti-aircraft cannon poured out firepower at a high rate of fire of 800 rounds per minute. The intensive 20mm armor-piercing bullet belts hit Malashenko's car at the front, leading the team. Free car wash service.

Malashenko, whose ears were filled with the sound of ricocheting and unpenetrated bullets, was irritated and furious on the spot. He raised his leg and kicked Iushkin in front of him in the middle of the back.

"Death! Hitler's lackey!"

boom--

The 85 mm full-caliber high-explosive shell waiting in the breech roared out again at the enemy under the violent impact of the firing pin. The second Miss Dora's exclusive air defense battalion, who refused to give up its mission, soon ushered in He met his ultimate doom and was bombarded into a pile of junk. The company took the artillery crew to meet Kaiser Wilhelm II and report on their work.

After going all the way, Malashenko finally eliminated all the enemies who dared to fight against each other. He was only a short distance away from the final victory!

Realizing that the time had come, Malashenko grabbed the microphone next to him, pressed the call button and shouted orders to all the vehicle crews in the brigade.

"It is forbidden for the main gun to shoot anything on the rails. It is forbidden to shoot the main gun on the train and the big iron guy! Only the machine gun is allowed to clear out the remaining enemies. Repeat it again! The main gun is forbidden to shoot anything on the rails. That is my baby. !”

Iushkin, who was made unemployed on the spot by Malashenko's order, turned his head with question marks on his face, apparently not yet realizing what Malashenko meant by what he just said.

"your precious?"

"What I say is mine is mine! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Use your coaxial machine gun! There are more Germans than rats in your hometown village! Fight quickly!"

Ula——

It was not only the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade commanded by Malashenko who launched the final sprint, but also the accompanying Red Army soldiers who had just pinned the stubborn German troops to death on a small position.

The majestic red infantry tanks cooperated with the iron flow, like opening a flood gate to release floods, directly overwhelming the only remaining German troops running around.

The miscellaneous servants of Miss Dora and Miss Dora, who were not direct combatants on the front line, saw that their own side was in defeat. No matter how fast their legs ran, they could not turn as fast as the Russians' steel tracks and tank wheels. They simply gave up resisting and escaping and threw down the weapons in their hands. One of them obediently raised their hands and raised their arms to the sky, stopping this brief resistance that was worth the effort of three or two cigarettes.

Martin, who was hiding behind Miss Dora with Karl, was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He could clearly see with his naked eyes that a taller man who was far superior to him emerged from the Russian steel monster rushing at the front. As soon as the Russian armored soldiers jumped out of the car, several Russian officers immediately surrounded them. The scene was obviously a big one.

"What should we do? Karl, those Russians will find us soon, and they are coming! Think of a way!"

Seeing that the last resistance had ceased, even those idiots who had never been on the front line and were lying on the ground and pretending to be dead were all picked out by the Russians who inspected the corpses one by one. Karl, who knew that he had encountered a tough situation this time, finally lamented. Give up completely in one breath.

"These Russian guys are obviously coming for us. They are definitely not ordinary simple troops."

"Throw the gun away. Do you remember what I told you? You don't need these things to be a good Frenchman. Now follow my example and raise your hands higher. Fortunately, I secretly learned a few words in Russian."