Amidst the artillery fire and screams, the Soviet Red Army's tanks, armored vehicles and even the fighter jets overhead were pushed forward bit by bit on the front line, struggling to get close to Tomarovka in the distance, and were eventually killed by the Germans.
The obstruction was in a stalemate.
At this time, nearly half an hour had passed since Wei Ran and others joined the battlefield. However, on the cruel battlefield, this short period of time was extremely long for everyone. Even the setting sun had already faded away.
The body shrunk below the horizon, leaving only a small piece of red top of the head, providing the only illumination for the primates fighting on the earth.
At the forefront of the battlefield, Vajim controlled the T-34 tank to a sudden stop. Behind the observation hole of the heading machine gun, Wei Ran looked nervously at the No. 3 assault vehicle, which was only a hundred meters away and was turning with difficulty by the mud pond.
gun, while holding the trigger firmly, and covering the observation window on the roof of the opponent's car with a barrage of machine gun fire.
"boom!"
As the tank trembled, Roman, with a cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the pedal and fired a shell.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence or bad luck, but this shell did not hit the fragile side armor of the No. 3 assault gun. Instead, it survived because the opponent’s steering hit the thick and hard artillery shield!
"Armor-piercing bullet!" Roman shouted, and at the same time, he quickly stepped on Vajim's back, and Agafoon, who was beside him, had already stuffed an armor-piercing bullet into the barrel of the gun.
"Bang!"
Vajim drove the tank and slammed into the side of the No. 3 assault gun stuck in the mud, forcibly preventing it from continuing to rotate.
At the same time, Agafond also quickly rotated the turret at Roman's request, aiming the gun barrel at the No. 4 tank not far away that was rotating the turret towards them!
"boom!"
As the tank beneath him trembled, Roman's second shell hit the No. 4 tank first, but almost at the same time, the shell fired by the tank they hit also hit the edge of their turret.
Amidst the violent buzzing sound that spread from the turret to the entire tank, the shell that Agafond had just picked up also hit the floor with a clang, and he fell to the ground immediately. At the same time, the guard
Amidst the loud noise, Ranya couldn't help but cover his head with severe tinnitus and let out an unconscious scream.
"Agafond!" Commander Roman shouted at the top of his lungs.
Agafoun sat up unsteadily and reached for the cannonball at his feet. However, before he could touch the cannonball, another German Panzer III tank hit the rear of their tank hard and then headed towards it.
A shell was fired at the rear of the turret.
Under the violent vibration, Ajiafon fell to the floor again. This time, he could not get up again.
"Clang!"
Vajim directly pushed open the bulletproof armor hatch of the driver's seat and jumped out with the submachine gun at hand.
Seeing this, Roma also drew his pistol, and took out a German hand grenade that Weiran and Agafond had captured in the village from the canvas pocket beside him, pushed open the hatch cover above his head, and shouted "Ula!"
Jumped out.
When the warm wind blew in from the open cockpit hatch, and then blew out from the turret hatch carrying the choking smoke in the tank, Wei Yan also bent down with difficulty and opened the escape hatch cover.
Into the smelly mud.
Reaching out to pick out his ears, Wei Ran looked at the dark red blood on his fingers and immediately took out the Bobosha submachine gun in the metal book.
The bullet hit the target with a "click", and he crawled on his hands and knees along the mud under the tank chassis to the rear of the vehicle.
When he stood up, he saw at a glance that Roman, who was at the front of the car, had jumped onto the turret of the No. 3 assault gun. At this time, he was stuffing the barrel of the Bobosha submachine gun in his hand and pulling the trigger crazily.
Roman, who was closest to him, jumped onto the retreating Panzer III tank, grabbed the opponent's turret and moved it to the rear of the vehicle. He used his teeth to pull off the grenade's firing line and prepared to stuff it into the gap behind the turret.
But the German tank soldiers in this Panzer III tank also did not sit still and wait for death. At this time, the hatch cover on the rapidly rotating turret had been opened slightly, and a hand holding a gun stretched out!
"Da da da!"
Wei Ran immediately raised his gun and pulled the trigger, suppressing the slightly opened hatch cover with a burst of fire. He accurately hit the outstretched arm.
But at the same time, Roman, who had just jammed the grenade into the gap, was swept off by the slender barrel of the Panzer III tank and fell into the muddy pond, causing a large splash of water!
"boom!"
The grenade placed by Roman finally exploded, but in addition to the thick smoke coming out of the engine grille of the Panzer III tank, its turret, which looked like a shrunken cerebellum, was still turning! Even the body of the tank began to turn, obviously
Prepare to use the directional machine gun to deal with the enemy and Vajim who is still strafing the assault gun!
"Fuck you, uncle!"
A Chinese curse popped out of Wei Ran's mouth, he stumbled over and jumped on the tank before its machine gun fired. He pierced the hatch cover before it could be closed and pulled the trigger again!
"boom!"
After all, the Panzer III tank fired its last shell in a hurry, but the shell only hit the track on the side of the T-34 tank where Wei Ran and others were riding, and then completely died.
"Clang!"
Wei Ran opened the hatch, changed the angle, pointed it at the other crew members in the Panzer III tank, and pulled the trigger again. He breathed a sigh of relief when the bullets in the entire drum were completely emptied.
"Roman, are you okay?"
Wei Ran shouted at the top of his lungs to Roman who was sitting in the mud, but then he found that the other person just opened his mouth but didn't make any sound at all.
"Is this guy mute?"
Wei Ran took out his ears, and then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his ears.
He jumped off the tank and pulled Roman up. The latter rubbed his lower back but did not dare to stand up straight. He just widened his eyes, shouted something, and pointed at Vajim not far away.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking along the opponent's fingers, Wei Ran happened to see Vajim throwing a smoking German wooden handle grenade into the assault gun.
In the hatch, he jumped down in a hurry, held his head and hid in the back of the T-34.
Before he could react, Roman grabbed his arm and threw him into the mud again.
When the smelly muddy water poured into Wei Ran's nostrils and even his mouth, his nearly dysfunctional ears also heard two deafening explosions.
Struggling to sit up again, Wei Ran found Vajim leaning against the back of their T-34, having a silly laugh. His face was stained, but his teeth yellowed by Mohe smoke were particularly conspicuous.
, seeing Wei Ran looking over, he even gave a thumbs up.
He reached out to pick up Roman again, and the two of them helped him back to the side of the T-34 tank. Only then did everyone have the time to observe the surrounding situation.
In the fight just now, they took down a Panzer 4 tank in the distance, a Panzer 3 assault gun, and by the way, they also took down a Panzer 3 tank with a thin skin and a small gun.
But all this comes at a price. At this time, the front of the T-34 tank was pressed against the right side of the No. 3 assault gun that was destroyed by the explosion, and the rear of the tank was pressed against the No. 3 tank that crashed into them.
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In addition, the shells fired by the No. 4 tank they solved at the last moment also left a long bullet mark on their turret, and together with that sentence,
"In order to regain the Soviet Union," crucial place names were crossed out.
The No. 3 tank that was defeated by the Weifan also used its last shot to destroy their road wheels and tracks. Although the shell it fired after it hit the rear of the vehicle for the first time did not penetrate the turret, it did.
It was not dead and hit the engine during the ricochet.
But compared to these, the loader Agafond, who was still in the tank at this time, was undoubtedly what they were most worried about.
The three mud monkey-like people looked at each other. Roman was the first to point to the stuck tank and said something.
Vajim said the same thing, got up, climbed onto the tank, checked the engine, shook his head helplessly, and walked straight to the cockpit.
The three of them got into the stalled tank one by one. Wei Ran helped the loader Ajiafon check it, and then sighed.
There were no visible wounds on his body, but his neck was bent at an angle that was absolutely impossible for normal people.
Shaking his head at Roman and Vajim, Wei Ran helped the dead Agafon adjust his position and silently sat back in the position belonging to the electromechanical technician.
Roman winked at Vadim, and after the latter locked the cockpit cover, he also reached out to close and lock the hatch cover above his head.
Falling into the darkness of the T-34 tank cabin, Roman rubbed his lower back, wiped the mud from his hands on the bulkhead, groped in the dark and found an iron box filled with tobacco leaves, and skillfully rolled one.
Moheyan.
"Chi!" There was a soft sound, and the small matchstick was lit. Roman held it in his hand and brought it to his mouth. Amidst the rumble of gunfire coming from outside, he lit the cigarette in his mouth.
After taking two puffs, Roman lit a match again, and with the weak and short-lived yellow flame, he stuffed the cigarette into Agafond's mouth.
After a while, the choking smoke gradually dispersed, and the match in Roman's hand was completely burned out, leaving only a few slender sparks that fell from his fingertips and were eventually swallowed by darkness.
"How are you doing?" Roman asked.
"I have nothing to do" Vajim was the first to respond.
"I can't seem to hear in one of my ears."
Wei Ran's voice increased involuntarily, and he patted Bobosha hanging by his side and said, "The rest is fine. By the way, I just picked up a submachine gun, but there are no bullets."
"I have bullets here, a lot of them." Before Vajim finished speaking, he had already taken out a heavy drum from his feet and handed it to Wei Ran.
"Thanks"
Wei Ran took the drum and put it on the submachine gun, and at the same time asked, "Roman, what about you? How are you doing?"
"I got a stick on my back from that broken tank."
While Roman was speaking, he had already rolled up a Mohe cigarette again, and then handed the tin box containing the cut tobacco and cigarette paper to Vadim.
After a while, the dim interior of the tank was once again lit up by the dim light of matches, and the choking smoke that filled the air became thicker.
"I can't smoke this"
Wei Ran refused the tobacco box that Vajim handed him, and took out a box of captured German cigarettes from the bag next to him and stuffed it into his mouth. When the choking taste of nicotine passed through his mouth and entered his trachea, he calmed down a little.
