Steel Soviet Union

The German barrel truck, which is much faster than the Opel Lightning truck, is obviously not an easy target to catch up with. Compared to those useless attempts, the Soviet tank commander has a bad temper and is full of violent genes in his body. , preferring to use artillery shells to make these Germans stop their useless struggle.

The T3457 tank, which slowly stopped moving in the snow, quickly cranked the turret and aimed the black muzzle at the target. The 57mm high-explosive grenade waiting to be fired in the gun bore immediately burst into flames after it was convinced that it had aimed at the target. He rushed out at top speed and plunged towards the German barrel truck team that was still escaping.

Although he cursed and shouted to let the Germans have a taste of the Red Army's treatment of deserters, the Soviet army's bearded commander, who was rough but careful and had a lot of tricks, never dared to directly disobey his superiors' orders and do anything too outrageous.

Although Malashenko usually wears an unpretentious smile when getting along with his comrades and subordinates, it is thought that Malashenko, who is known as the tank hero of the Red Army, is often summoned by General Zhukov. The bearded commander of the Soviet army, who was a big shot and felt that he could never offend Malashenko, swallowed involuntarily, and finally slightly deflected the muzzle that had been aimed at the butt of the barrel truck to the side.

boom--

The firing pedal on the bottom of the foot was stepped on instantly, sending the 57mm high-explosive grenade ready to be fired out of the gun barrel at extremely high speed. The 57mm high-explosive grenade rushing towards the gun with a shrill scream hit nothing in the blink of an eye. In the snow.

The warhead charge of the projectile, which was instantly fired by the warhead collision trigger fuze, quickly turned into a blazing fireball. The German driver, who was completely unaware of the incoming shell, subconsciously turned the steering wheel in an attempt to avoid the blast, which was several meters away. Flames.

However, the lightweight barrel truck that maintained top speed in the snow was still affected by the shock wave of the explosion. A piece of raised gravel that happened to appear just in front of the wheel turned became the final catalyst for the tragedy.

The small bucket truck, which was already drifting and had an unstable chassis due to the impact of the explosion, instantly ran over the rocks and flew away. The special effects drifting action that was more powerful than Fujiwara Takumi's AE86 made the bucket truck roll to the ground on the spot. They were all in disarray, with the car upside down and its chassis upside down, making it impossible to escape.

"Oh, damn it, Comrade Commander, your shot was so beautiful!"

The bearded Soviet commander, who was praised by both the driver and the machine gunner in the chassis, seemed a little embarrassed. To be honest, it was absolutely sheer luck that the high-explosive round just hit the target like this. Most of them were thankful that they were lucky enough. The bearded Soviet commander couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

What is surprising is that after the German barrel truck was blown to the point of rolling over and unable to escape, the other three German barrel trucks that were still escaping frantically stopped their escape at the same moment, opened the door and quickly opened the door. The German soldiers who rushed out of the car ran to the overturned barrel truck and tried to rescue the wounded inside. This scene can only mean one thing.

"Quick, speed up and rush forward! That old car is sitting in a high-ranking German official, and those lackeys are here to save him! Don't let them get away!"

The bearded commander of the Soviet Army who had good luck was immediately overjoyed after witnessing such a situation. His hesitant shot actually killed a big fish. How could such a situation prevent KV1 from abandoning him before? The car escaped, so the bearded commander, who was in a state of committing crimes, was very surprised.

As soon as they arrived at the overturned barrel truck that was upside down, they opened the door of the deformed truck and before they could save anyone, more than a dozen T3457s came roaring with full throttle and surrounded them from all directions. The iron barrel formation was formed, and a dozen German soldiers who were confused and confused were instantly surrounded.

If you had not experienced it personally, you would never have imagined what it would be like to hold a 62mm Mauser 98K rifle and confront a 57mm tank gun at a distance of less than ten meters.

The dozen or so German soldiers who were surrounded by steel armor with their flesh and blood bodies were already panicked and completely confused. If you had to describe it, only a group of panic could properly describe the true mentality of these German soldiers who were surrounded at the moment.

More than a dozen main guns, plus coaxial machine guns and some hull heading machine guns, were simultaneously aimed at the German soldiers in front of them. The already daring Soviet commander with a beard immediately pushed open the turret hatch above his head indifferently. , a spare white flag pulled out from the turret and immediately waved at the feet of the panicked German troops.

The bearded commander of the Soviet army who did not speak German used the most straightforward method to hint at what the German army should do next. He watched as a white flag that was thrown directly in the cold wind fell to his feet. The nearest German rifleman turned his head like a child who had done something wrong, and looked at the squad leader beside him with a slightly helpless and dazed look.

"Hey, forget it, there's no point anymore, everyone put down their weapons! Then raise your hands above your head."

A mere infantry squad and a dozen Soviet T3457 tanks with superior numbers were facing each other. Even if they wanted to die, they would not do this.

Forced by the situation, the German squad leader had no choice but to finally order the squad soldiers to put down their weapons and raise their hands to surrender. Knowing that it was impossible to do anything, choosing to surrender did not violate the stipulations he had stipulated under the military banner when he joined the Wehrmacht. oath.

After hearing this, he immediately threw the weapons in his hands on the ground without any hesitation. Seeing everyone's strong desire to survive, the German squad leader sighed again and then bent down to pick up the white flag thrown at his feet.

Once upon a time, I had laughed at those French guys who only knew how to wear perfume and play girls. They were simply born to surrender. But when this scene of being surrounded by tanks that I had never imagined in my dreams actually happened to me, the leader of the team The German squad leader suddenly felt that those French guys were not particularly embarrassed at all.

There is an old saying in distant China that "the world is as black as crows." When it comes to the besieged German army at this moment, it is probably as white as the world is white flags. However, this German squad leader who is about to enter the Soviet prisoner of war camp probably will never have the chance to hear it in this life. This is the old Chinese saying.

He jumped down from the turret and then walked up to the German squad leader. The bearded captain, who smelled of diesel mixed with vodka all over his body, seemed to be in a good mood. He grinned and smiled. The big fist immediately became bigger and bigger in the eyes of the German squad leader holding the white flag.