Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 2308?? Bloody Town

The command of the commander in battle cannot be doubted. No matter how many questions and confusions you have, you have to wait until the battle is over.

Wegener, who was well aware of this, fired the main gun without much thought. The roaring full-caliber high-explosive bombs aimed at the target and flew straight away. The thunderous explosion of lightning was only a moment.

Boom——

When the wall collapsed and the house collapsed, there was a burst of flying sand and rocks, flames roared, and scattered masonry debris and rubble debris. There was almost a rain of construction waste in the sky. Another advantage of upgrading from the 88mm caliber to the 105mm caliber was instantly reflected. Incisively and vividly: The damage effect of large-caliber grenades on buildings and soft targets is absolutely unmatched by small-caliber artillery shells. The change brought about by this caliber is enough to produce a qualitative change in most cases.

With just one bombardment, the entire balcony window was completely shattered by a 105mm high-explosive bomb, leaving a huge gap.

Originally, there was a US military .30 machine gun in the gap, as well as a machine gun team of at least two people.

But now, there is nothing left in that place except a huge bombardment gap and dilapidated masonry and rubble.

Be it humans or guns, you can't even find the slightest trace of struggle in this place.

"The machine gun is gone, keep moving forward! Get on! Move quickly!"

The SS Panzergrenadiers who followed closely behind their own King Tiger tanks were very good at controlling the rhythm of the attack. perform

Seeing that the US machine gun on the annoying commanding heights was taken away by one of its own tanks, the SS leaders with quick eyesight and quick hands immediately called on their soldiers to take the opportunity to charge forward. No one can tell when or where the Yankees' next filling firepower will suddenly appear. Seizing this precious opportunity before then and seizing the time to push forward is undoubtedly one of the most important things.

It is true that the U.S. machine gun firepower on the commanding heights was blown away, but the U.S. troops on the ground level continued to fight.

"Those SS scumbags are coming! Beat them down and fight!"

"Give me the grenades and bring that box of grenades over here!"

"Ammo man, I need an ammo man! Who's going to load the machine gun!?"

The short time for the SS, as the attacker, to assemble their troops, objectively speaking, did give the U.S. military that was suddenly attacked in the town some breathing space. Taking advantage of this precious moment of respite, the US military in the town further adjusted its deployment, strengthened the firepower configuration at various intersections, and assumed a fight to the death stance, vowing to fight to the death with those SS scumbags. .

But obviously, these few minutes of hasty preparations for battle were not enough, especially when they could not withstand the King Tiger tanks that roared all the way along the main road of the town.

"Next! At one o'clock, it's still on the roadside! There are at least ten Americans in the shop window on the first floor. Blow it down!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

Boom——

Among the roaring roars of the main guns, there is always a duller and more explosive sound that is so different.

Relying on the high rate of fire supported by the semi-automatic loader, the actual combat effectiveness that the No. 007 crew commanded by Wittmann can unleash is astonishing.

Every time there is a loud roar, some American soldiers will die.

Either they were hit by a cannon from the commanding heights of a building and their bodies flew into the air, or they were destroyed by a single cannon and taken away en masse when they were defending key buildings at intersections in groups of three, five or ten.

The cannon man was knocked down, and then the SS Panzergrenadiers with big army boots, assault rifles in hand and fierce faces swarmed in. The slightest resistance would be wiped out like a candle in a short time. Destroy, and the damage caused to the enemy by this kind of struggle and resistance is minimal.

The U.S. military, which still had no intention of retreating until this point in the battle, quickly realized that continuing like this was not an option. The bazooka rocket launchers in the hands of light infantry could not stop these thick-skinned King Tigers at all, and they did not even reach the effective range. , will be taken away by these monkey-like SS armored scum.

"Verhaydon, this can't go on like this! We have to adjust our tactics. These stupid steel monsters are slaughtering our young men like cattle. We have to think of a way!"

It seems not a wise move to place the command post in the iconic church building in the center of the town. It is too arrogant and domineering. Once exposed, it will definitely be the enemy's primary target and can be easily attacked. It seems even more foolish to place an observation post on the top of a church bell tower.

But the benefits brought by this are undoubted. As the tallest building in the town, the top of the church bell tower has a clear view of almost all the main targets and the situation on all fronts in the town.

In this era without the blessing of high technology, you can call this a "Tufa spy satellite". In terms of perception of battlefield information, there is indeed no building in the entire town that can match it.

As the saying goes, the risks taken are equal to the rewards gained. Major Verhaydon, who is commanding his reinforced battalion and vowing to defend this town, is currently lying on the top of the church bell tower with his deputy. While the target has not been exposed yet, he uses the telescope to observe everything happening in the town and directs the battle.

"Contact Brad and ask if they are ready! All the infantry are almost dead. Tell him that if he doesn't take action, he will have to wait for a duel with the Germans' infantry tanks. He will soon lose his last chance!"

The deputy next to him was stunned when he heard this, blinked twice with some uncertainty, and then spoke.

"You mean, do you really want them to come? At this time?"

What answered him was Verhaydon's words without any emotion.

"If you have a better idea, I'm all ears. Are you going to imitate those Japanese monkeys who let infantrymen hold explosives to blow up tanks!?"

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The answer is obvious. Although we know that our tanks are no match for those German precious things, there is always something that must be done. The steel collision of tanks against tanks is already the best anti-armor trump card that the US military in the town has at the moment. There is really no other way.

"I understand, I'll tell him right now."

The battalion commander's orders were conveyed quickly. While the friendly infantry companies were crying for reinforcements and requesting retreat on the radio, only one US company was sailing against the current, heading upstream towards the hottest focus of the battlefield. , rushed away.

"Saber 22, Saber 23 open the way, everyone, follow closely! Let's teach those fascist ghosts a lesson and beat their tigers into sick cats!"