Steel Soviet Union

Even though the urgently mobilized German army had dismantled super weapons overnight and was too busy to even bother to eat breakfast, how could the second Miss Dora, whose total combat weight reached 1,350 tons, be taken care of so easily?

After working all night and all morning, Miss Dora only had some of the most basic superstructure parts removed.

The 48-meter-long 800mm-caliber giant gun barrel cannot be dismantled by hand.

By the time Malashenko led his team to fight over, the servants of Miss Dora's Royal Engineering Corps, who were busy without touching the ground, were still urgently setting up simple gantry cranes on both sides of the railway track to dismantle the gun barrel.

Until the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade completely broke through the defense line, the gantry crane used to lift the second Miss Dora was barely assembled. It was barely higher than the second Miss Dora and there was no time to set up the beams and cranes. , the gantry crane parts piled all over the floor show how hastily the German army's emergency artillery dismantling work was carried out.

Lavrinenko, who was following Malashenko's pace, kicked a large iron lump beside him with unknown purpose. He kicked it with half his strength but it still remained motionless. Lavrinenko guessed that this was not the case. I know what the big iron lump is for, it must weigh at least half a ton.

"So this thing is actually a super cannon? Is this possible? Malashenko. Look at that big pipe. It's thicker and taller than the big chimney of the largest steelmaking plant I've ever seen! Oh my god, it's so I can squeeze people in! I promise!”

Miss Dora, who had her gun barrel hanging down almost horizontally, was not holding her head high and ready to fire at the moment.

But even so, Lavrinenko, who stood under Miss Dora, who was 6 meters tall, was still filled with strong shock.

The largest caliber cannon Lavrinenko had ever heard in his life was the main gun on a battleship. He vaguely remembered that those cannons were three to four hundred millimeters that could break the sky. Lavrinenko, who was not born in the navy, had no time to remember battleships. How thick is the mouth of the gun barrel?

But the thing in front of me, my partner and old classmate Malashenko, actually told me personally that this big and scary weird thing has a caliber of 800 mm!

What is the concept of 800 mm? It’s 9 times thicker than the diameter of my car’s gun tube! The main guns on the battleships are at the level of little brothers compared to this thing. Lavrinenko, who was filled with strong shock and visual impact, couldn't believe that the scene in front of him could be real.

"I swear to Comrade Stalin, Malashenko, this thing is definitely the biggest and scariest thing I have ever seen in my life, bar none! How on earth did those Germans create such a terrifying thing?!"

In fact, not only Lavrinenko, but also Malashenko, who has seen the majestic figure of Miss Dora countless times in later photos and scale models, is staring at the figure in front of him, which represents the highest level of German technology and The masterpiece of industrial crystallization is jaw-dropping.

"My dear little Krupp, this lunatic really dares to build such a scary thing! Using this super cannon of more than a thousand tons on land is really nonsense! You can't even think of it!"

Viewing models and photos and seeing real objects are two completely different things.

Malashenko, who thought he was fully mentally prepared, didn't realize how wrong he was until he saw the beauty of Miss Dora with his own eyes.

Powerful, shocking, and explosive in combat power! Just standing under her skirt and looking up with your eyes is enough to fill your entire 360-degree field of vision from left to right and top to bottom!

The strong sense of visual pressure observed at an extremely close distance is so shocking that it almost makes one unable to breathe!

This feeling is completely different from anything Malashenko has ever experienced before. The visual impact and shock brought by receiving any new car is far less intense than this!

Even Malashenko's breathing was a little short, and he could even feel that his head covered in a tank cap was sweating, and his slowly opening mouth became a little awkward even with his tongue, lips and teeth.

"After we get into Berlin, you can catch Hitler and ask him yourself, who knows what madness those Germans got to create such a doomsday weapon!"

"But it's lucky that the Germans really created her, otherwise it wouldn't be our turn today!"

"Remember this, Lavry! This German Miss Dora will be our comrade from now on, but this name must be changed, and it must be replaced by our own Red Army."

Political Commissar Petrov, who was riding in an armored car behind the tank column, arrived late.

Political Commissar Petrov, who closed the car door with his hand, followed the direction of the source of the strong visual impact and came to Malashenko and Lavrinenko, who were stunned on the spot like two idiots. It's really rare for the three people who hold the highest command of the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade to stand side by side and act like idiots.

"At first I thought you were crazy for leading a long-distance attack overnight and maneuvering around for more than 100 kilometers."

Political Commissar Petrov, who raised his head and raised his neck, swallowed involuntarily mid-sentence. Even the sunlight could completely block the majestic steel figure that cast a large shadow. It was indeed too shocking.

"Now it seems that everything is worth it, Malashenko. I bet that the Nazi leader Hitler will be furious about this. His trump card weapon is now ours! You will get General Zhukov for this. No, it should be Supreme Leader Comrade Stalin personally nominated and commended him, and maybe the whole army will learn from it, I guarantee you!”

Malashenko, who understands what a monumental contribution he has made, is actually relieved until now.

The order given to him by the front army headquarters was indeed to move forward. As the vanguard, he should close the encirclement of the German army as soon as possible and tie up the pockets.

However, Malashenko, who deceived his superiors and deceived his subordinates, summoned Lavrinenko and Petrov, the political commissar, and held a three-person meeting. After that, he made his own decision and increased the maximum advance distance of the forward attack by more than 30 kilometers without authorization. It took a lot of effort and effort to convince the two men, who were shaking their heads like rattles, to go crazy with him.

Before coming over, Political Commissar Petrov had ordered to use the radio station that had just been set up to send the report message "Due to the fleeting nature of the fighter planes, the brigade headquarters made its own judgment to advance more than 30 kilometers further after considering the actual situation on the battlefield" to the front army headquarters. I sent it out and waited for the follow-up results.

Malashenko knew that what was waiting for him was to be dismissed from his post, or even become a battalion commander or company commander. As a unit directly under the front army headquarters, the responsibility for changing military orders without authorization and acting independently is really a bit big. To the point where Malashenko, the newly minted hero of the Soviet Union, may not even be able to bear it.

But Malashenko, who had experienced a fierce confrontation in his heart, could not tolerate the German super weapon escaping from under his nose. He turned a blind eye to it and was indifferent to it even though he knew that the opportunity was right in front of him.

In a person's life, he will encounter countless big question marks on the road ahead. Hidden behind these question marks may be a deep pit that will never be recovered. Of course, it may also be a great opportunity for rapid success.

The end point of everything depends on the final result after the parties step forward to open the question mark. Of course, they can also turn a blind eye and take a detour.

Obviously, Malashenko, who has long been accustomed to risking his life on the battlefield and has become a big gambler in the roulette wheel of life and death, finally followed the call of his heart and chose the former.

As for the outcome, let it be decided by the completely different fate derived from it.