Steel Soviet Union

"All crews, I am your deputy commander Lavrinenko, let these evil German fascists see how our Red Army treats the enemy, comrades, Hurrah!"

The cry of Urah when launching a swift charge is by no means exclusive to the infantry. As the new era of prairie cavalry, the Red Army tank soldiers are also qualified to make the German invaders feel the deep-soul fear that this cry contains.

The German soldiers, who were on the verge of collapse in terms of fighting will and casualties, finally couldn't hold on any longer. Those who have never seen dozens of mighty KV1 heavy tanks rushing towards them at full speed will never understand what happened. What kind of fear is enough to make people collapse on the spot.

"I'm not going to fight anymore, I can't stand it anymore! This is not why I joined the army, I really can't stand it anymore!"

The first German soldier who dropped his rifle, turned around and ran away was like the initial outbreak point of a prairie fire plague. The rest of the German soldiers were so shocked by this heart-rending cry that half of their souls were instantly lost. The soldiers were also infected by the plague, and the final defeat, repeatedly delayed by sacrifice and tenacity, finally came to the entire German position at this moment.

"Retreat! Retreat! The position is lost. We can't stop those Russian heavy tanks. Retreat to a safe place to organize defense!"

Like a plague, the great rout that spread at the speed of light not only infected the ordinary German soldiers who were about to collapse. The grassroots German officers who also suffered heavy casualties in the position defense battle also joined the rout with trembling hearts.

At the beginning, some low-level officers stood up in twos and threes to stop the soldiers' rout. They even took out their guns and forced their soldiers to return to their original positions and continue to fight.

But when the German officers, who even the ground beneath their feet began to tremble, felt the fear that penetrated deep into their souls, the vows, overcome by the strong desire to survive and psychological suggestions, finally forced their arms to release the trigger, letting the pair of guilty The earth trembled uncontrollably, and the trembling legs turned in the direction behind them, violating the firm will just now.

Sometimes, the despair of reality and the strong desire to survive are enough to violate any once-firm oath. This truth is true for the vast majority of human beings still alive in the world.

After breaking through the first outer trench, Lavrinenko did not stop there. The tactical changes and combat orders from Malashenko still echoed in his mind to guide the way forward.

The thunderous scene of dozens of KV1 heavy tanks advancing wildly made the ground covered with thick snow tremble. Even the German anti-aircraft artillery positions that had just bravely stepped forward and fired fiercely at the Soviet tanks were shocked. Feeling the fear close to their feet, the anti-aircraft artillerymen who lost the infantry cover had no choice but to retreat.

"These unreliable bastards! Retreat, quickly, we have to retreat too! Blow up all the anti-aircraft guns quickly, don't let these things be captured by the Russians!"

The German major, who was roaring loudly and waving the Luger pistol in his hand with all his strength, had not finished speaking when a 62mm full-power rifle bullet came from nowhere and ripped open his entire head.

Seeing that the living officer in front of them had half of his head smashed and a red and white substance that could melt the snow flowed all over the ground, the German anti-aircraft artillerymen who were tortured to the point of collapse by this unprecedented cruel scene, where were they still? Not caring about the weapons they relied on for a living, the German anti-aircraft artillery soldiers who ran quickly past the corpse that was constantly twitching with nerves wished they could grow two more legs at this moment. There was also the corpse of the completely dead officer. .

The gunner who barely passed by was closely observing every change in the battle situation with a high-magnification narrow-angle main gun sight. Seeing that the German anti-aircraft artillery on the position finally could not withstand the huge pressure, they began to flee like a bursting flood. Iushkin, who immediately raised his eyebrows with an indescribable arc, then yelled.

"Comrade Commander! Those Germans retreated, they ran away! They didn't even have time to blow up those anti-aircraft guns! Your battle plan was successful, we won! Haha!"

Malashenko, who was still holding a ready-to-fire high-explosive bomb in his arms, ready to be loaded at any time, was stunned when he heard this. He just kept loading the shells and his tired body that was about to fall apart seemed to be resurrected with full blood. He immediately raised his hand and pushed. Kirill, who was seriously injured and unconscious, temporarily occupied the position of the commander. Malashenko, who put the shell in his hand aside, could only observe the situation by leaning his upper body out of the turret.

The dense rain of bullets that had been roaring towards me gradually weakened until it was almost completely gone. The scene of countless high-spirited Red Army soldiers charging past the car seemed a bit familiar. I couldn't help but recall that I had just been touched by the scene. Malashenko, who traveled to this strange yet familiar scene in another world, felt inexplicably lost for a moment.

"This is the world I live in, this is the war I have personally experienced. If there is anything else that is the most real to me, it is probably this life-saving fight that consumes countless lives and blood. exist."

The words blurted out after waking up from a strange world after many years are the most realistic representation of Malashenko's state of mind at this moment.

Seeing that his tactical goal had been achieved, Malashenko did not feel much joy and excitement in his heart at this moment.

In order to win this victory that should not belong to his destiny, a life that was extremely important to Malashenko at this moment was about to pass away in the wind.

Malashenko, who had no time to think about it too much, returned to the turret after confirming that the situation in front of him was settled. Kirill, who was still uncertain about his life and death and fell into a coma, was Malashenko's biggest concern. The presence of worry.

For this big boy who always carries a harmonica he brought from college as a souvenir in his pocket and who always likes to give himself a silly smile in his spare time, Ma Ma who survives and fights in this strange and passionate era Rashenko's heart is already entangled with too many things that are difficult to let go of.

"I will definitely find a way to kill you, Kirill! You will never die in my position, I promise!"

The driver Seryosha, who knew exactly what to do at this moment, immediately pushed the joystick in his hand and stepped on the accelerator without Malashenko opening his mouth.

The KV85 heavy tank, which completed the body turn in the shortest time, immediately galloped towards the rear area that represented the hope of life at the fastest speed it could muster.