"Fortunately the war was so terrible, otherwise I might have fallen in love with him." Su Tong's Memoirs, Volume 6, Chapter 7.
On the Soviet position outside Kazan, the Sixth Army's artillery bombardment has continued for an hour but there is no sign of ending. Although the sun has risen, the sky is shrouded in plumes of black smoke.
Clusters of black and white smoke and orange muzzle flashes echoed repeatedly on the battlefield.
In the smoke, only countless red lights could be seen flashing continuously, and the explosions, which were enough to shatter the eardrums, were like firecrackers. The Soviet officers and soldiers in the trenches were screamed in agony by the sudden and intensive artillery fire.
These positions were bombed beyond recognition. The trenches were broken by the bombing. Many soldiers were buried in the scattered soil of the collapsed trenches. More soldiers felt that their eardrums were sore from the explosion.
The ground seemed to be shaking violently, as if the whole world was about to be bombed and collapsed.
Everywhere you can see some soldiers being blown away by the shells that fell into the trenches. The broken limbs and broken internal organs were mixed with the bloody mud and were thrown around by the shock wave generated by the explosion. The explosion caused by the explosion in the air
The shock wave washed away every Soviet soldier on the position like a flood.
"Ah, help me." The screams that kept ringing out from the Soviet army's position kept hitting the eardrums of Sergeant Rabif. He held the Mosingana rifle tightly in his hand and lay on a cannon-proof cannon that could only accommodate one person.
Inside the cave, he opened his mouth wide and took deep breaths.
Under him was his good friend Ulrik. Just five minutes ago, a flying shrapnel hit Ulrik's abdomen, and even the blue-gray intestines flowed out. The rabbi was in a hurry.
The husband quickly dragged Ulrik to the shell-proof cave, took off his coat and wrapped Ulrik's abdomen. Looking at Ulrik's livid complexion and gray eyes, the husband
Although he wished he could immediately send his friend to the field hospital behind for rescue, he also knew that running around under this intensive artillery fire would only lead to the two of them losing their lives in vain.
"Ulrik, you have to hold on and keep going." Labif shouted loudly to his friend. Although he didn't know if the people below him could hear it, he still tried his best to cheer Ulrik up.
As if they had made a collective appointment, at this moment the overwhelming shelling suddenly miraculously stopped, and the entire position began to become silent again, as if the shelling just now was just a nightmare, but there were constant noises coming from the position.
The groans and the desolate position that was blown up like the moon told everyone that this nightmare was definitely real.
After shaking off the dust on his body, Rabif was just about to pick up his friend and send him to the rear, when the ground beneath his feet began to tremble slightly again, and slowly a heartbreaking sound of metal friction began to come from the front.
"Chinese tanks" a shrill scream sounded loudly on the battlefield, "Hurry up and fire the anti-tank guns to kill the tanks in front."
There was movement on the ground one after another. It was the surviving soldiers getting out of their bunkers and preparing to fight back. Hearing the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun and the hoarse voice of the company commander coming from the side intermittently, Labif gritted his teeth and grasped the situation.
Errik dragged him out of the small shell-proof hole and was about to carry him to the rear when he was stopped by a voice.
"Rabif, you bastard, where are you going?" A ferocious voice sounded behind him. Without even looking, Rabif knew that it was the voice of Captain Eagle Carlisle, the company's political commissar.
"Comrade Captain, I want to send Ulrik to the rear. If I delay him any longer, he will die." Rabif's voice was very weak. The shelling just now and the serious injury of his friend had weakened his spirit.
Extremely exhausted.
Captain Eagle walked up to Labiv, rolled Ulrik's eyes and said with certainty: "He is dead. Don't waste your time on him. Get back to the fighting position quickly."
Go up and fight back fiercely."
"Comrade Commander, he can still be saved. As long as we can send him down in time, we can still revive him." Rabif's face covered with black smoke and mud showed a pleading look, "Please
, let me send him down, his fiancée is still waiting for him at home."
"Wow"
As soon as Rabif finished speaking, the muzzle of a black gun was pointed at Rabif's forehead, and Captain Eagle's cold words were heard in his ears.
"I don't want to say it a third time. If you don't put him down immediately, I will make your fiancée a widow. Now go back to your own position immediately."
Captain Eagle's words were like a gust of cold wind, making Labiff's mood even colder than the Siberian wasteland.
Looking at the expressionless expression of the political commissar in front of him, Rabif knew that if he did not obey his order and return to the position within a few seconds, he would smash his head without hesitation.
Labif held back his tears and gently put his best friend aside and kissed him gently on the forehead. "Good brother, you must hold back. I will send you down soon."
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After putting Ulrik away, Rabiff took off the Mosingana rifle from his back and ran towards the position. He did not dare to look back at Captain Eagle, for fear that his resentful eyes would be caught by this ruthless man.
The political commissar saw it and was shot on the battlefield by him in an unfounded name.
When Rabif had just arrived at a bunker that had been bombed out of sight and could barely fit in, and lay down, the heart-wrenching sound of metal friction and the roar of engines had already approached the front of the formation, and each semicircular
The tank turret appeared in everyone's sight.
"No, it's a German Panther tank." A trembling voice sounded from the battlefield.
Rabif has long passed the stage of recruits. He and his unit, which have been in the army for two years, are elites transferred from the Moscow battlefield. It is not that they have never seen the ferocity of the German [] team. The German [] team
The superb professionalism of the soldiers and the speed of the armored forces' assault made even the Soviet soldiers who hated them the most have to admit in their hearts that the German Army is the best army in the world.
What impressed the Soviets the most about the Germans was their tank group. The tanks with semicircular turrets were completely killing machines. They were fast, sharp, and sturdy. Compared with most of the tanks currently in service in the Soviet Union,
All are excellent. The only ones that Soviet Russia can compete with are the "Stalin" tank and the newly developed IS2 heavy tank. The 155mm and 122mm caliber tank guns they are equipped with can completely defeat it.
Destroyed the German "Leopard" tanks 800 kilometers away. But the bad thing is that although these two tanks are extremely powerful, neither one is suitable for mass production. The Soviet Union's main tank is still the T34.
Although the T34 tank has been upgraded from Type 75 to Type 85, it is still not a match for the German "Leopard" tank in terms of actual combat results. Now seeing this familiar tank again not only makes these people who have just come off the Moscow battlefield
The veterans were shocked. Many of them thought they were hallucinating. There was a burst of "German devils are coming" sounds on the battlefield.
"Could it be that the Germans are attacking us?" Rabif, who was looking a little dazed, couldn't help but have a thought.
Seeing the frightened expressions of the soldiers, the surviving political commissars on the position quickly stepped forward to remind the soldiers with leather shoes and curses.
"You idiots, I have seen it clearly. The people on the other side are not German devils. They are Chinese devils. They are invaders of our land just like the German devils. Comrades, we must drive them all out of our land."
These soldiers are worthy of being the elites who fought out of the Battle of Moscow. After a brief panic, they quickly returned to normal. They all know that at this time, it is more important to stay calm, and the more likely they are to panic like a new recruit.
Can die faster.
Slowly, the group of tanks in front became clearer and clearer, and the mark on the turret also appeared in front of the Soviet soldiers. It was a completely different mark from the German Iron Cross. It was a red and blue model with a
There are more than ten pointed flags outside a white circle.
"Is this the flag of the Chinese people?" Looking at the tank not far away, Rabif took a long breath and held the Mosingana rifle a little tighter.
"boom"
A surviving Type 1902 field gun opened fire, and the 76.2mm shell that rushed out of the gun barrel landed with a whistling sound on the tank group of the Chinese National Defense Force on the opposite side.
The shell hit the open ground and exploded while emitting a puff of black smoke. The first shell was like a hornet's nest. The tank group in front did not stop immediately but dispersed again.
The shape continued to advance at high speed, and in less than ten seconds, more than ten tanks at the front fired shells in the general direction of the ballistic trajectory of the field artillery just now. Although their impact points were not accurate, in the rush
Such a quick reaction still surprised the Soviet troops on the ground.
Judging from their experience in fighting the German army, even the most experienced German tank crews would take thirty seconds to a minute to react, let alone counterattack while traveling at high speed, even though they did not hit the tank just now
That field gun, but the general direction is absolutely correct.
To be able to find artillery shells fired from unknown directions and counterattack in such a short period of time amid high-speed travel and hail of bullets, this kind of reaction speed has exceeded the limits of human beings and can be called a monster.
"Are these Chinese people all a bunch of perverts? How can they react so quickly?" All the Soviet soldiers who saw this scene broke out in cold sweat.