"What? Tell me clearly! What do you mean by someone?" A Soviet officer held his microphone and shouted loudly: "Blasted by enemy planes? Where are your air defense camouflage? What?"

Zhukov stared at the dozen or so phones in front of him, and each officer who answered the phone seemed busy. Since the beginning of the attack, German planes were constantly interfering with the Soviet advancement. These planes blew up bridges and road nodes, bombed villages and destroyed Soviet supply stations, and couldn't get rid of them like flies.

The German Air Force used all its strength to support German ground forces in combat. The fighter jets that took off were bombs and took advantage of the opportunity to carry out air patrols to destroy the numerous Soviet armored troops as much as possible.

Following the Soviet army's route southward, Soviet vehicles and corpses lined up on both sides of the road could be seen everywhere. Before these poor soldiers could see the enemy they should have destroyed, they were killed by the enemy's planes. Although the Soviet Air Force also used all its strength to interfere with the Luftwaffe, they rarely achieved successful results except for paying the price of blood.

Hartman came to the southern front with his flying troops, responsible for ruling the sky here. He was like an emperor flying in his own realm, patrolling his territory. The black tulips have become a legend, a legend that belongs to the Eastern Front. In this story, this plane is the king of the entire Eastern Front, and uses magical flying skills to knock those who challenge him down.

Soviet pilots set up countless sets of black deaths that inspired the entire German flight force, but they could only add a few iron crosses representing the battle record on the fuselage of this terrifying Ta-152 fighter.

Later, because the fighter jet with black tulips on the nose was painted with too many results, the Luftwaffe had to re-plan the position of the record and transfer the record from the bottom of the fighter's cabin to a wider position at the tail.

Of course, Hartmann is not the most mythical man in this battle that mainly attacks the ground. Because the ace of the ground attack aircraft in the Luftwaffe is a genius named Rudel who has a combat power of more than ten days. He flew his three new Stuka 2 attack aircraft and took off 400 times in one go, destroying more than 900 targets.

The reason for three Stuka 2 aircraft is that this guy was shot down twice, miraculously escaped back twice, and continued to be active on the front line of attacking targets on the ground. This legendary man claims to kill all the targets he saw, including truck anti-aircraft guns and even a motorcycle.

The huge losses caused to the Soviet Union by these crazy German pilots, after the war, almost one-fifth of Soviet tanks were destroyed by the Luftwaffe. Without the efforts of these German pilots, then Guderian's G Army would face at least one-quarter more enemies.

In order to achieve such a record, 210 aircraft of the Luftwaffe were shot down or fell due to failure, losing 106 pilots. These young lives disappeared from the sky and became the cold names on the Luftwaffe monument.

But they were still lucky because as long as they were air force pilots, they could at least find their names. Many soldiers who sacrificed their lives for their motherland did not even leave their own names, and could not engrave the names of millions of infantrymen.

In the front-line command center, Zhukov obtained first-hand information about the German army's counterattack in local areas. He was not sure whether it was because the German team began to counterattack in full or the "temporary intention" of some German troops here.

His troops lost a large amount of armored forces during continuous combat, and thousands of tanks of various types became scrap iron, and more than 90,000 soldiers were killed in advance. The Soviet army lost such huge troops for the first time in the past three months, and these troops were the most precious main armored troops of the Soviet army.

The commander of the G Army, his old rival Guderian, suffered heavy losses, but the mood of both sides was absolutely incomparable. Even if the G Army was wiped out, it would only lose an armored army. At least the A Army also had a large number of armored troops. Zhukov was different. The troops in his hands were the only main armored force accumulated by the Soviet Union. If they were completely lost here, they could only wait to lose the war.

However, he also has his own advantage, that is, no matter how heavy his losses were, once he defeated the German army's G army heading north, he could regain the initiative on the battlefield and completely defeat Germany's strategic attempt to go south to seize the Caucasus. According to this level, the Soviet army's losses were tolerable, which was the main reason why Zhukov gritted his teeth and insisted on not stopping the attack.

"You mean, we encountered a new tank unit from the German army near here. You destroyed three new tanks and suffered heavy losses and finally seized the position. Then the German army immediately put in their troops to counterattack?" Zhukov frowned and asked the division commander who came to report. The other party looked frustrated, as if he had really lost too much troops, which made the division commander feel distressed.

"Yes, they have invested a large number of Tiger tanks, and there should be more than 30. Our troops have suffered heavy losses in the previous attack, so they cannot organize effective defense at all." The division commander lowered his head and answered Zhukov's question.

Hearing the "true confession" of the division commander, Zhukov felt his heart twitching, and he came up with another translated truth in pain: attacking the German positions where five tanks were stationed, the Soviet army lost dozens of tanks, and now dozens of tanks have counterattacked, and he lost dozens of tanks. His troops retreated to the starting position, but they did not take down an inch of land, but hundreds of tanks were missing.

This loss is also unacceptable to Zhukov, who is rich and powerful. You should know that although he has thousands of tanks as capital, there are definitely no more than 3,000 that can really be used to fight against the German armored forces. There are KV-1b tanks with temporary modification of artillery, T-34 tanks, and a small number of Stalin tanks, but these tanks only account for less than half of all his tanks.

The rest of the goods are some T-26 "reconnaissance tanks" that no one likes to want. You can tell that this type of tank is similar to the German armored reconnaissance vehicles; there are also some old-fashioned KV-1 tanks, as well as kv-1 tanks that have been repaired and can finally make do with... As for the big-headed dolls like the kv-2, the Soviets are now very consciously not producing them anymore.

However, even so, these tanks were consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the double ravages of the Luftwaffe and German armored forces, the Soviet army had lost almost 1,000 tanks. Although most of them were T-26 and KV-1 tanks used for reconnaissance, this loss was undoubtedly heartbreaking.

Besides, just now, a main Soviet force was wiped out in a protruding part that had just been chewed. These tanks were not bullshit T-26s and outdated KV-1 tanks. Instead, the brand new T-34s, Stalin tanks, and some kv-1b type "super kv" with improved artillery.

Unfortunately, as the highest commander of the Soviet army, Marshal Zhukov did not know that the five tanks that were in front of his troops were the troops of the 502 heavy tank destroyer battalion, the most elite German army, and did not know that the weakest rookie in this army also destroyed more than 10 Soviet tanks. Of course, he did not know that he almost killed the No. 113 unit, which was firmly ranked second in the German Armored Force ace ranking, and did not know that the No. 112 tank was also a frequent visitor on this ranking.

If he knew this, he would be more relieved, right? At least he had such an opportunity to use his superior forces to kill a German super ace car. But now he doesn't know this, he is lamenting the gap between his troops and the Germans.

"Your troops have suffered too much loss. I will arrange for your division to be replaced in the back to rest." Zhukov waved his hand, then turned around and asked his chief of staff, "Comrade Chief of Staff, the tank war ace who was requested to be transferred from Stalingrad, called Wolf's chariot, has he arrived at the front line?"

His words made the chief of staff standing aside lit up his eyes. As the chief of staff, of course, he knew what his boss asked this meant. It can be said that Zhukov asked this meant that he was ready to join the elite armored forces and fight with the German tanks.

Whoever wins to death will be decided in the last few days. How can this make him not excited, how can he not be excited? The victory and defeat of the Soviet Union finally kicked off with his own participation!

Thinking of this, the chief of staff immediately answered: "Comrade Marshal, he had arrived here a few hours ago. We handed over a brand new Stalin tank with imported American scopes to him and his crew. He heard from the commander of the First Guards Assault Team that they are ready to fight for their motherland!"

"Very good!" Zhukov nodded with a smile. He looked at the map hanging on the wall, and a voice in his heart shouted: Guderian, now I'm starting to attack, what about you? How do you face my attack this time?

He pointed to the protruding part that was taken back by the German army and spoke a solemn order: "Let them regain this position! Eliminate German tanks as much as possible!"

"Yes!" The Chief of Staff stood attentively and replied-
Chapter completed!