The tank's track chain left deep rut marks on the grass, but this was nothing on the plain wing plain of Highway 9, because it was already full of tank track marks.

During the attack, a total of 300 Soviet tanks passed by here. Now, these tanks are back here in a mighty manner. This is the 2nd Tank Division under the 1st Tank Army of the Soviet Red Army Guards. The original 1st Tank Division has been abandoned in the center of the encirclement due to excessive attack losses.

"The investigation force has lost contact, and there is still here, Mr. Political Commissar." An officer pointed to the undetailed map to his superiors to introduce the situation on the battlefield: "I think we should use artillery to cover here and here..."

"There is no time! Colonel, our artillery is short of ammunition, and now it is not the time to wait for those artillery." The middle-aged political commissar frowned and stared at the map, pointing to the place where the reconnaissance troops lost contact: "Since the enemy is here, we just need to attack."

A good reconnaissance unit was turned into a scapegoat who was "stepping on mines" by a group of clumsy commanders. If the German armored troops, who were good at using reconnaissance units, knew that the Soviet Red Army's reconnaissance troops were used in this way, they would probably laugh out loud.

"Breakthrough on the front? That would cause a greater loss, and it is still unclear whether it could break through the opponent's defensive position." The colonel named *fu strongly opposed the frontal assault. He hoped that his troops could pass through this relatively complex battlefield and start his own attack on the plain on the other side.

Joke, in places with chaotic terrain and highway subgrades, what is the difference between fighting with German armored troops and death? After the attack on this day, Colonel *sha found that his Soviet tankers were about to fall into the root of the disease: in areas with complex terrain, the Soviet troops were worried about being ambushed by German tanks. After several battles, the German troops stripped the Soviet armored troops almost at the cost of zero casualties.

So the Soviet armored forces hoped to fight with German tanks in the vast plains, so that at least they could know how they died, and at least they could take a look at what their enemies looked like - this was not alarmist, because many Soviet attacks, they were beaten back without even seeing the appearance of their opponents.

"This way, let your 2nd tank regiment unfold on that plain and carry out a flanking roundabout attack! Leave the 1st tank regiment to the 1st tank regiment for the front!" The political commissar skillfully formulated the combat plan this time, and he also felt that he would let the troops attack the front of the opponent's position every time, which was a bit too unkind.

So after thinking about it, he came up with this combat plan of division of troops and attacking. This is also the "command art" I see from which history book, but obviously he himself thinks that his exquisite command ability can better reflect his strong command ability than a frontal attack.

"Mr. Political Commissar, since the other party has set up a defensive position near Highway 9, the forest land and nearby roadbeds are very dangerous. We can let both regiments spread in the open space, so it will be easier to give full play to our number advantage." Colonel * wanted the follow-up troops to join the battle in the plains, so he bit the bullet and advised him.

"College of the Soviet Union! I have to remind you very seriously! Our Communist Party of the Soviet Union is not afraid of sacrifice or the enemy! The frontal attack must be carried out! We must let those damn Germans know that our Soviet Red Army has no cowards!" The middle-aged political commissar roared as he knocked on the table. He hated others questioning his command the most, so even if the Husband's colonel was extremely humble, he still made him furious.

"I'm sorry! Mr. Political Commissar! The frontal offensive will begin at the same time! Long live the Soviet Union! Long live the great Soviet leader Comrade Stalin!" The husband quickly stood attentively, which made the already angry Mr. Political Commissar slightly relieved.

Since the offensive strategy of attacking on both sides was determined, the Soviet armored troops on the front line began to prepare. The 2nd Tank Regiment assigned to the plains was naturally happy, and the 1st Regiment, responsible for attacking Highway 9 and the woodland, seemed extremely frustrated. However, with the roar of the tank engines, the battle began.

With the tank hatch, a KV-1 tank followed behind two T-26 tanks and slowly rushed to the flat area. The radio intercom was noisy, and many people were complaining about the messy formation and the lack of ammunition.

* Colonel * was sitting in the captain of the tank, carrying headphones and repeating his commands: "Keep the distance between tanks, all tanks use armor-piercing bombs to stand by! Keep the distance between tanks! Keep!"

However, when he kept shouting to hold, he found that the Soviet tanks in the front row had fired, not only the fire, but the captains of these tanks were shouting in their headphones. The content of the shouting made the husband's mind blank: "German! German tanks! They rushed over!"

After a day of battle, the captains of the Soviet tank troops were used to a phenomenon, that is, every battle seemed to be the Germans who were winning, but because of the absolute number of Soviet tanks, these German armored troops that kept winning were also retreating. Therefore, in the eyes of most Soviet tankers, even though they suffered heavy losses, they still firmly believed that they were the winners.

Today, this phenomenon was completely broken. The German tanks that had been retreating for a long time finally appeared and launched a counterattack, which made all the Soviet troops feel scared. They didn't know whether they had defeated the Germans in the past day, and they could not even be sure whether the German counterattack in front of them was forced to fight or had planned it.

Unfortunately, they didn't have much time to hesitate. The 40 Tiger tanks from the German 502 Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion lined up in a row and rushed towards the Soviet tank troops that could not see the end.

As soon as these tanks appeared, they fired once on a small hillside. In just a few seconds, they destroyed more than 30 Soviet tanks in the front. The power of the 88mm cannon can be said to be unparalleled. At a distance of 1,000 meters, the T-26 tanks on the periphery were easily turned into parts.

"College! Colonel! * Husband! It's the 502 Tank Battalion! It's the German army!" Inside the headphones, a voice shouted loudly at a nearly collapsed rhythm: "I saw it! I saw the tank No. 113! It's him! It's him!"

502 Tank Battalion? *Fu almost reached out to lift the hatch above his head, and then jumped off the car and ran away. The terrible German Tank Battalion broke the terrible German Tank Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Tank Division responsible for the attack on Highway 9?

Those tanks that were more difficult than the Leopard tanks had long been known to the Soviet Red Army. They knew that the tanks were called Tiger by the Germans, and were a more terrifying super tank. In actual combat, they found that their opponent's tanks had stronger firepower, thicker armor, but faster speed than the kv-1 tanks.

"Damn it! Open fire! Organize a counterattack! Their numbers are not large! The troops on both wings encircle them! Destroy these tanks from the side and behind!" The husband ordered loudly.

Just as his order was issued, the Soviet tank troops on the left were completely covered by the sudden and dense explosion. The husband didn't have to see it, just by hearing the explosion, he knew that it was the German Frederick rocket launcher. It was because of being attacked by such rocket launchers a few hours ago that they hurriedly began this retreat and breakout operation.

"Boom! Boom!" With the dense explosion, the tank troops of the left-wing Soviet Red Army immediately turned into burning flames. Dozens of tanks burst out thick smoke after the explosion, and they exploded violently near the slightly warm shell. Many tanks were broken with engines or tracks, just like a beast with a soul-lost, paralyzed on the ground and motionless.

But just as the rocket launcher attacked, the German tanks stopped moving forward and fired another round of shells not far away. These armor-piercing shells tear apart the front armor plate of the Soviet tanks with the whistling sound of breaking through the air, turning one brand new Soviet tanks into twisted scrap iron easily.

"Accelerate! Accelerate! Stick it up! Otherwise we will be finished!" The husband ordered loudly, but he suddenly felt his tank being shaken violently, and then the huge explosion could be heard through the headphones. He didn't know what was going on, but he only knew that his head was pressed against the cover of the hatch door, and then he fainted.

"College! Husband Colonel! Wake up!" When he heard the sound again, he found that the cannon leader of his tank was staring at him anxiously.

*Fu remembered the current situation of the troops he commanded, and quickly struggled to sit up, opened his dry and torn lips, and asked in a trembling voice: "We... were hit?"

"Yes! Sir! Our tank was hit by an aviation bomb, shattering the shock absorber and spring of the load-bearing wheel on one side. The engine was no longer good and could no longer be started."

"Aviation bomb?" The husband found that he had just woken up and his mind was a little too short.

"German tanks did not continue to assault. They just lured us into formation on the plains. In fact, they planned to let the planes deal with us from the beginning. More than 30 Stuka bombers, we almost wiped out all the troops!"
Chapter completed!