Burning Moscow

　　 When the soldier fell to the ground, the remaining four T-34s of our army had quickly passed the trenches and hid in the forest. The German tank bypassed the burning T-34 and quickly rushed towards our position.

　　 Seeing that the enemy's tank was only three or four hundred meters away from the position, I just wanted to tell Kistyakov to order the artillery to fire, and there was a sudden intensive gunfire from the forward position. The light and heavy machine guns on the position fired fiercely, and the bullet hit the tank body and splashed a string of dazzling sparks.

　　 The rapidly advancing German tank slowed down, and slowly discharged the battle formation while moving, turned the muzzle, and fired at the exposed firepower point unhurriedly. A few shells flew over, and the two most active firepower points suddenly became dumb.

"Naughty! What a shit!" Seeing that the infantry opened fire without permission and attracted the shelling of German tanks, I couldn't help being furious, and shouted at Kistyakov: "Hurry up, pick up the anti-tank artillery group and let them open fire immediately! "

　　 Almost as soon as my voice fell, the anti-tank guns deployed in the forest had already fired. It seems that Major Yevremenko discovered that the situation was not right, and before he had time to ask me for instructions, he decisively issued an order to fire.

　　The artillery shells flying out of the forest landed in the queue of German tanks and exploded. Except for the first few shells that did not hit the target, all the shells that were shot out fell accurately on the body of the German tank, and the hit tank was suddenly enveloped in thick smoke. Soon a fire-covered tank soldier emerged from the scrapped burning tank and threw himself on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the burning flames.

　　 Seeing an enemy coming out of the tank, the gunshots in the trenches became intense again. The silhouettes of people rolling on the ground trembled violently under the intensive firepower, and then they lay on the ground and there was no more movement.

　　 The four T-34s retreated into the forest and drove forward at full power, stopped before the trench, and fired fiercely at the enemy tank.

　　 In the first round of the anti-tank artillery regiment, four German tanks were destroyed. The countercharge of our tanks easily destroyed two more. The remaining dozen tanks finally found that something was wrong, and immediately drove in reverse, retreating while shooting.

　　 The number of T-34s parked in the trenches was too small, so they did not immediately pursue the pursuit, but cooperated with the anti-tank artillery regiment to shoot at the German tanks. The German tanks retreating on the open ground were no better targets. When they approached the forest fortified by the Katukov tanks, at least six more tanks were beaten and turned into burning scrap iron.

"Awesome!" Kistyakov exclaimed excitedly: "Six more cars were killed, they only have five left!" Then he asked me in a questioning tone: "Comrade Commander, let Katukov now Do they attack the general?"

"You don't need to worry about this. Katukov is a very good fighter. He knows when to take the initiative to attack. If these tanks are allowed to escape, he will not be Katukov." I said casually. After the remarks, I couldn’t help but froze for a while. Why are these words so familiar? Could it be that I have stolen the dialogue from another movie?

Katukov did not disappoint us. As soon as the five German tanks approached the forest, our T-34 tanks rushed out of it. As soon as the intensive shelling, four of them were destroyed, and the remaining one was destroyed. The track of a tank was also broken and it was spinning in place. The top cover of a T-34 was opened, and a tank soldier emerged from it. He held two small red and green flags in both hands and waved a series of semaphores. With the end of the semaphore, the remaining tanks stopped firing, and the German tanks that were slowly turning from three directions surrounded the past.

　　 After the German tank stopped, the top cover was opened, and a submachine gun with a white handkerchief stuck out from it. The white flag shook desperately, indicating that it was ready to surrender.

　　 Seeing that the German tanks had been wiped out, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hung the telescope around my neck, and said to Kistyakov: "Comrade Colonel, the battle is over. Let's go ahead and take a look."

　　 When they came to the position of the anti-tank artillery regiment, Yevremenko was instructing the soldiers to hang the artillery to the tractor. Seeing our arrival ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he hurried over and saluted me.

　　I said, "Comrade Major, good job! Are the casualties of the troops high?"

　　 He smiled a little shyly and said, “It’s not too big, but one gun was blown up, three people were sacrificed and nine people were injured. Fortunately, it was not a German tank, otherwise our regiment would have more casualties.”

　　 is not a German tank? I raised the binoculars and looked at the destroyed tanks again, and the white cross on the body was clearly visible. So I asked in astonishment: "Isn't there a Nazi cross on this destroyed tank? You said it wasn't a German tank, is it an American tank?"

　　 Hearing this, the major waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Comrade commander, you misunderstood, misunderstood! I said it was not German tanks, but that these tanks were not made in Germany."

　　 "It's not made in Germany. Where is it made?" His words made me confused.

"That's it," he coughed and cleared his throat to explain to me: "Germans tanks suffered severe losses in the early battles, and they could not get timely supplements from the locals, so they began to use the captured ones on a large scale. French tanks. Compared with German tanks, these tanks are obviously much inferior in terms of firepower, armor and speed. That's why we can wipe out this tank squadron with such a small casualty."

　　 "Comrade Commander," Kistyakov called to me from the side: "Look at me, General Katukov's tank is here."

　　 I looked in the direction of his fingers, and a T-34 tank of our army was cautiously bypassing the burning tanks and hurried towards us.