Steel Soviet Union

The high-explosive projectiles launched through the 122 Heirloom have irresistible damage capabilities to even crispy gadgets like No. 3 and No. 4. It is easy to blast through the dome armor and kill the crew members inside.

The terrifying power that even armor can't stop, and the effect of hitting a person forcefully can be imagined. Malashen never thought that these unscrupulous SS bastards had done anything to human beings. Ke, determined to use this physical complete eradication and annihilation to end everything.

The Stalin heavy tanks, which were only a few dozen or even a dozen steps away from rushing into their faces, stopped advancing, but the SS soldiers who had reached the last moment of life and death still did not intend to give up, holding high the cluster grenades in their hands. Preparing to throw is the best proof.

It's a pity that fate will no longer favor them and give them another chance. At the final moment, disaster is approaching.

Boom boom boom boom——

Malashenko did not issue a unified firing order. The shells were in the breech of the gun. The crews fired the shells almost as fast as they could. The shocking flames and dusty shock waves that rose from the ground were instantly heard. Flooding the surrounding land.

Even through the thick armor of the vehicle, Malashenko could still feel the instantaneous attack of the force that wiped out everything. The shock and impact transmitted invisible in the air had destroyed the traces of the last struggle of life. .

The SS division that cut off its tail to survive succeeded, but the price paid was heavy. After a series of almost continuous gunfire and explosions, there was finally no living SS soldier left on the position.

All that was left were the sprawling corpses with missing arms and legs crisscrossed everywhere, as well as the burning corpses of giant beasts emitting acrid black smoke.

After the execution was completed, Malashenko once again opened the turret hatch above his head and leaned out. There was no need to pursue the defeated SS troops who retreated in panic like a tide.

The Soviet assault aviation and tactical bomber units, which are still swooping and roaring in the sky, will give these already miserable and miserable fleeing SS troops their last leg. Everyone likes to beat up a drowned dog, and there is no reason or restriction not to do it.

The SS troops who fled in panic towards the starting position were blown up by the continuous dive and scream.

The Il-2 attack aircraft, which carried 132mm heavy-duty air-launched rockets under its wings, showed no mercy. When the German tanks were running low, they even directly used this heavy-duty rocket that could kill tigers and leopards. Fight the German infantry.

The aftereffect of a 132mm rocket being hit can only be described as "blasting the sky". Malashenko saw with his own eyes through the telescope the mutilated corpse of a German guy that was blown up into the sky, straight into the sky. The height is definitely about the same as three floors above. Who knows if this unlucky German guy was directly hit in the foot by a 132mm air-launched rocket.

The bombers in Figure 2 that followed also had no intention of letting go of these fascist enemies. Since the aerial bombs were fully loaded, there was no reason to fly back without throwing these black iron guys on the heads of the Germans. I can't help but feel sorry for the hard work of the workers in the rear munitions factories day and night.

It only takes one 250kg cast aerial bomb to reduce the tiger and leopard to the state of parts. This extremely rough and barbaric bombing method can only be seen in the Soviet tactical bomber unit. As a peer, The Luftwaffe's frontline twin-engine tactical bombers rarely used this dangerous low-altitude bombing method to attack.

If this kind of frivolous operation is not performed well, the plane may lose control and crash. In an emergency, it may not even have enough height to straighten the flight attitude. However, the aerial bombs thrown at low altitude are not only extremely accurate, but also due to inertia. The effect flew very far, and the fleeing German troops on the ground quickly realized its power and suffered.

The 250-kilogram aerial bomb flying directly over from the wing root pylon is really too scary. The whistling sound rubbing against the air can scare people to death. No matter how strong a man is, he will see a 250-kilogram bomb. It was impossible to remain indifferent even if the black iron guy flew straight towards his face.

The veterans with quick movements and reactions hurriedly sought shelter nearby. The recruits with a little experience who had fought in a few battles followed the footsteps of the veterans and became followers. The rookies who knew nothing continued like headless flies. He ran back to the ground and ran forward.

No matter how fast you run on two legs, can you still run faster than the roaring 250kg aerial bomb? The answer is of course obvious.

Boom——

The two 250-kilogram aerial bombs at the roots of the left and right wings were thrown down at once. The resulting explosion power is naturally conceivable.

The dozen or so SS soldiers closest to the explosion center evaporated on the spot and were instantly swallowed up by the air waves without a trace. It was as if they had never been in this world at all. Basically, they did not leave even the slightest trace. .

The SS soldiers who were slightly more lucky at least left the world with evidence that they had been here: a broken corpse that was so mutilated by the bomb that it was difficult for the body collector to collect the parts, but at least it was better than those who disappeared from the earth. , the heartbreaking unlucky guy who didn't even leave a trace is better. ,

The scorching shock wave licked the trembling last courage. Even the Führer's troops, known for their steely black will, failed to create miracles under the combined strangulating open-ground three-dimensional attack, and were still beaten to pieces. , rolling and climbing.

In the end, even the La5 who had finished cleaning up the German fighter jets joined in and came to help in this air raid that beat down the drowned dog.

A burst of tracer barrage of 20mm aircraft cannon shells was pulled away, followed by a bloody grass-cutting clearing. There was a straight line of ballistics along the path pointed by the nose of the aircraft. There would be no living creatures standing. The dense air flow concentrated on the nose of the aircraft was The artillery barrage is simply a battlefield combine.

The wave of attacks that left a psychological shadow on the Guards Flagship Division came to an abrupt end.

Mr. Weishe, the commander of the Guards Flagship Division who had originally arrogantly threatened to show off to his brother Skeleton Division and teach them how to fight, jumped angrily in the division headquarters. He picked up the microphone and spoke to the Air Force liaison on the other end in a rage. He cursed loudly.

"Incompetent", "cowardly", "the failure is all due to you", "the blood of the Guards Division was shed in vain because of you cowards"

Bad words and descriptions like these were almost always used. Mr. Weishe still believes that it was the Air Force's incompetence that led to his failure.

But the unknown Air Force contact on the other end of the phone clearly didn't think so.

The air raid that was originally mobilized to give you face has caused us heavy losses. I haven't even come to you to settle the score, but you are the villain who complained first and then slapped you? Isn’t the commander of the Guard Flag Corps Division amazing? My Imperial Marshal Meyer is not a vegetarian either. Even if we go to the head of state, we will not take the blame. Let’s see who is afraid of whom! We’ll see!

They shirk responsibility from each other, and even get into an argument on the phone with harsh words and curses, and eventually break up without any explanation of who is right and who is wrong.

Malashenko at the other end of the distance did not know the bloody scene that happened in the headquarters of the Guards Division. At this moment, Malashenko was still holding a telescope on the turret of his car, looking at the battlefield in the distance and a line of sight. Bloody road.

Yes, it was a road of death forged with blood using the remains of SS armored units, the corpses of infantry units, and the large grasslands connecting the SS starting positions and our own defensive positions.