The battalion commander Langerman, who was hiding in the carriage, shouted hoarsely to his deputy: "This is our last battle! The enemy is not an ordinary guerrilla. This time the division commander's warning was very correct. Unfortunately, we can't defeat them at all."
! Let’s fight like this until we die!”
"Okay! Let's tell the division commander with actions that we died in battle!"
On the main road in Bainiu Village, two tanks opened the way, followed by eight half-track armored vehicles, followed by 200 infantrymen in a desperate attack.
Artillery fire destroyed a large number of buildings, and the road was covered with burning wood blocks and many dead bodies.
The tank completely ignored these obstacles and continued to fire its 20mm machine gun. This sudden blow directly caused heavy casualties to the Soviet army.
The drivers of these armored vehicles stepped on the accelerator hard, because they also knew that they still had a way to break out of the encirclement head-on. If everyone else ran along the dirt road, they would have a chance to escape.
The majority of German soldiers felt that they still had a chance of winning, so they followed the vehicle.
This mad dash was very impressive, the vehicle's speed exceeded thirty yards, and machine guns and machine guns suppressed the Soviet troops on both sides with a hail of bullets.
Some of the two paratrooper battalions that had already begun to encircle the two paratroopers in a pincer shape went to pursue the puppet troops, but the rest failed to stop the German army's attack.
Yang Mingzhi, who stayed in the trench, already understood what the German army was going to do. He had never expected this situation.
"Balzen! Have your people prepare RPG and kill these enemies for me! Hurry up!"
After Yang Mingzhi spoke to the microphone for a while, Balzen, who was blocking the front, received the order. Unfortunately, in the chaos, the telegraph operator did not have time to find his battalion commander.
The 7.62mm bullets only scratched the armor. In order to avoid being hit by their bullets, the Soviet troops had to find cover in the ruins.
RPG players need a little preparation time for this kind of unexpected situation, and just a few seconds can change everything.
They finally inserted the new warhead into the launch tube, but the target had become infantry, and the armored vehicles had already run a little far away.
The high-explosive warheads directed a burst of bombardment at the advancing German infantry, causing a large number of casualties. Therefore, the separation of infantry and armored vehicles was successfully completed.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi put his head slightly out of the trench, and he finally saw the tank whose body he could only hear but not see. In the burning village, the sound of gunshots and explosions was extremely violent.
Fortunately, there were still some soldiers from the reconnaissance battalion who did not break into the village. They retreated in some embarrassment and jumped into the trenches dug by the Germans one by one.
The development of the war situation was so strange that the RPG players in the army had not yet learned to fight quickly in a narrow area. As long as the tank appeared in a relatively wide area, its advantage was gone.
"Comrades! Don't be afraid! All PRG operators are ready to shoot! All anti-tank shooters are ready to block!"
The order had just been issued, and Yang Mingzhi also asked the guard to hand over an RPG launch tube. He estimated that he would be able to fire a gun himself after ten months.
It's a pity that someone still stole his limelight...
Suddenly, a running Panzer II tank suddenly stopped, and the roaring machine gun also stopped quickly. Everything happened without warning, and the position where the tank stopped was very subtle. It became an obstacle to the vehicles behind it.
At this moment, just five hundred meters away from the battlefield, black smoke was emitting from the muzzle of an anti-tank gun.
"Natasha! You did a good job, the turtle stopped moving!" Igor, holding the telescope, shouted excitedly: "Besica, another bullet!"
What paralyzed the No. 2 tank was the sniper team of Star Tao and Natasha. Their anti-tank sniper rifles were modified, and Igor was in charge of one. Natasha's SVT40 had been handed over to Liu Hongxiu to satisfy that
The child's desire to kill the enemy for revenge.
Star Tao no longer cares about how well Liu Hongxiu can fight. As Natasha's secondary shooter, she can provide huge 14.5 mm caliber armor-piercing bullets at any time.
An incredible large number of soldiers retreated from the front line. The two men, who had a high level of battlefield prediction, realized that the anti-tank raid that had been idle for two days was again useful.
Everything was in line with the girls' expectations. The enemy tank came out. Natasha hit the tank cab with one shot. The bullet and the broken steel plate instantly penetrated the tank driver's body, and he died on the spot.
Natasha quickly pulled the bolt, the hot and smoking cartridge case fell out, and a new one was immediately inserted into the star fruit.
Just eight seconds later, another bullet hit the machine gun with unusual precision. The barrel had been greatly bent, and the last remaining force of the tank was the machine gun.
The armored vehicle that followed had to avoid this obstacle, but it wasted a lot of time due to the obstacle.
It was this loss of time that determined Langerman's death.
Yang Mingzhi couldn't take care of so much, so he finally gathered ten RPG players, including himself. Ten soldiers holding RPGs were lying in ambush in the trenches, with their missiles firmly inserted, and suddenly climbed out of the trenches at his order.
They half-knelt and pulled the trigger almost simultaneously...
Ten rocket-propelled grenades flew at a speed of 300 meters per second, and the storm at the tail nozzle suddenly caused dust and smoke to fly.
The projectiles flew towards the tanks and armored vehicles that appeared. The huge explosion kicked up huge amounts of dust, and the tanks were submerged in it.
The soldiers huddled in the trenches, and a large amount of debris falling from the sky banged against the soldiers' helmets.
"Sir! Did you hit it?" Abram, who was also carrying the launch tube, asked loudly.
"Who knows! Please reload one for me now!"
Yang Mingzhi ordered this, but who provided it? Most of the soldiers carrying missiles were fighting in the village!
Abram shouted: "Sir! All the missiles we can find have been shot at this time!"
"That's right! This is my mistake!" In desperation, Yang Mingzhi threw down the launch tube. His IQ also dropped sharply, so he gave the order: "Comrades, prepare grenades, everyone follows.
Me, Ulla!"
This is very dangerous! Yang Mingzhi didn't care about anything! He carried a submachine gun again and led hundreds of soldiers to rush towards the German armored vehicles that had stopped.
In the attack just now, the German army was able to kill five armored vehicles in one go, and all the tanks were destroyed, leaving only the last five.
Langemann's current situation was dire. The violent explosion did not hurt him anymore, but the violent vibrations made him scream. Worst of all, the armored vehicle also stalled.
"Batalion Commander! It's all over! We're all over!" the deputy battalion commander roared pessimistically as he got back into the car.
Langerman pulled out his pistol and growled: "Then keep fighting! This is my last order!"
"Okay! Fight to the death!"
Unfortunately, these last few German armored vehicles were besieged. After Balzen stabilized his position, he began a counterattack. He ordered his soldiers to prepare grenades.
The continuous explosion did not kill many enemies, at least the enemies in the armored vehicles were shocked and knocked unconscious.
Balzen's men were one step ahead of Yang Mingzhi, and under the cover of grenades, they rushed directly under the armored vehicle.
The German deputy battalion commander who was ordered to continue firing was also hit by the grenade barrage and fell into the carriage in a state of rotten flesh.
"Wideman!" Langerman saw that the bloody thing was his comrade. "Damn it! It's all over!"
In order not to be captured by the enemy, and for the sake of dignity, Langerman finally stuffed the muzzle of the pistol he held tightly into his mouth. His right hand was still shaking a little, after all, he did not want to commit suicide.
Until he heard the violent knocking sound on the back cover of the armored vehicle, he was so desperate that he finally pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the person fell to the ground, and there were piles of red and white sticky objects on the iron wall of the carriage...