Steel Soviet Union

As the saying goes, if you want to die, you can't blame others. The group of rear German troops who were deliberately left behind as scapegoats to buy time have already ascended to the sky and are on their way. The speed at which they were annihilated can almost be described as "shocking the German commanders for a hundred years." .

"Encol! Answer me! Encol!!! Damn it, can anyone hear me anymore! Answer me, Hey! Hey!!!"

Blind tone, there is only endless blind tone and pure electric noise in the radio channel, and there is no reply from the human voice that is expected to appear quickly.

Obviously, the small German army that was left behind had been completely wiped out by the Russians. Even if not everyone was dead, they still had to put down their weapons and raise their hands to surrender. In short, these two situations are equal to the loss of the troops, nothing. Big difference.

The desperate nightmare doesn't stop there, and even more terrifying news is coming one after another.

"The Russians are catching up! Their speed is too fast, Schraun! The blocking force did not cause any interception to them and is already firing at us!"

The rear troops are the unlucky ones left to die. It’s just a matter of time. If a gecko wants to cut off its tail and survive, it must have the firm determination to give up its tail, so even if it dies too quickly, it’s not too outrageous. Things that are incomprehensible.

But what is even worse for the author is that the Russian armored forces, which were chasing after them from the left and right sides, had already bitten the tail of the retreating large forces at this moment and entered into a firefight again. For a moment, Major Schroun felt like he was full of questions and couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but press the button of the throat microphone and asked in silence.

"How is it possible!? Didn't you say that all you saw were Russian heavy tanks? They came from behind the village and were two kilometers behind us. How could they catch up so quickly!?"

Compared to Major Schroun's disbelief, the irritable tone on the other end of the radio seemed more impatient.

"If you don't believe it, look back and see for yourself! See if those things that are catching up are Russian heavy tanks. These tractors can run as fast as our Panthers!"

"???"

Although this is not the first time he has fought against the IS6 heavy tank, Major Schroun's main impression of this excellent heavy tank in the past has always been its mind-numbing solid defense and its huge caliber. On the cannon.

As for the mobility, Major Schroun, who mostly engages in armored encounters or friendly support battles, has not really experienced the mobility of the IS6.

But it’s your business if you don’t have any idea and no actual experience. The actual performance of the IS6 is clearly there without any discount, and it will not be affected by the stupid cognition of the Germans.

Not to mention having a mobility advantage over German tanks, among the Red Army tank units, the IS6 heavy tank is by far the fastest and most maneuverable heavy tank, and is completely at the same level as medium tanks.

The most striking comparison is the serious IS4 heavy tank, whose mobility performance can be said to be neither good nor bad, and quite satisfactory. But if compared with the IS6, the IS4 heavy tank vehicles of the division commander and the following regimental commanders are really "old turtles" and extremely slow.

The IS6 heavy tank cluster, with dust rising up behind them, almost kept pace with the medium tank troops and rushed to the front.

The heavy tonnage makes the IS6 heavy tank inferior to medium tanks in the starting and acceleration stages, but in terms of final top speed index, it is almost the same as our own medium tanks. So once you encounter this kind of full-speed pursuit battle that can run for a certain distance, it is not that difficult to keep pace with the IS6 and T43.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the German was caught up not long after running away, and it is completely reasonable.

The German heavy armored force with the King Tiger as the core was destined to have no chance of winning in terms of mobility, and it was impossible for the German army to abandon the King Tiger as the backbone, leaving only the faster tanks to escape. This kind of nonsense is very unrealistic just thinking about it with your brain. The guy who is the most capable of fighting has been thrown away, and you are still fighting with wool?

There was only the last distance left from the starting position of the German attack, and it was very close. Major Schroun, who was about to be finished, knew that the people of the entire organic armored division had probably withdrawn by now and were preparing for defense. Those who were still outside and had no time to retreat were the only ones left who were at the front when charging and were left behind when retreating. They were the most damn unlucky group.

Complaints are complaints, and no matter how much you complain, it is useless. Major Schroun is very clear that coming up with a practical solution is the most urgent task at the moment.

At this point, there is no other better choice. In order not to be quickly entangled and divided by the enemy with a superior number, Major Schroun can only reluctantly divide the troops once again and abandon the rear end, which is already in contact with the Soviet army. The troops, trying to delay for some time, continue to move forward and retreat quickly.

"These bastards have abandoned one of their own people again! They have a really strong desire to survive."

"Don't worry about it, let's continue the attack, Kurbalov! The Germans who were left to die can't stop us at this point. Let's tear them apart and continue to pursue. The Germans' position is right in front!"

"No problem, Comrade Deputy Division Commander!"

From each leading a regiment, splitting up and pursuing in circuitous ways, to now uniting in front of the German position.

The pursuit forces led by Lavrinenko and Kulbalov respectively have converged together. The strong core force of two tank regiments gives them enough strength to launch an attack on the frontal defense position where the enemy's main force is entrenched. And eating this group of German armored troops who were left to die again was the last appetizer before the feast.

Just when Lavrinenko and Kulbalov were preparing to lead their team to rush forward, a familiar voice from Malashenko suddenly sounded on the radio channel.

"Lavery, I've done it here, what about you? Report the situation!"

"Done? It's so fast! I thought you wouldn't be able to do it without me. We're almost done here. There are only a handful of Germans who are left to die. After killing them, we can go straight to the defense. position, we can end everything in one go!”

According to Lavrinenko's familiarity and understanding of his brother, he must have guessed that Malashenko would definitely be interested in him and asked him to continue the attack and launch an assault in order to take away the Germans in one wave. He led the two The regiment soon came to support.

This time, however, Lavrinenko was destined to be disappointed.