Chapter 1347 502 Elegy

The initial velocity of the Panzerfaust armor-piercing projectile that rushed out from the mop-like launch tube was not high, and even the naked eye could clearly distinguish its trajectory.

The German machine gunner who was changing the ammunition belt heard the whistling sound of the wind, and his terrified eyes immediately shot towards the direction of the armor-piercing projectile.

But the eyes could not stop the murder weapon from moving forward. Everything that was supposed to come would eventually come, just as what was destined to happen would never change.

"It's over, everything is over"

The regret in his heart did not turn into words and blurt out. This was not because of his subjective unwillingness, but because the German machine gunner and deputy machine gunner really did not have time to do these things.

The Panzerfaust cone-shaped armor-piercing projectile, like a large weight, hit the target accurately and impartially. The Panzerfaust, which was originally used to deal with armored targets, could also produce terrifying explosions and shock the world even when dealing with ordinary targets. If you think that an armor-piercing shell with a metal jet condensed in one direction will not produce a horrifying explosion like a high-explosive shell, you are totally wrong.

The violent and howling flames and blasts engulfed everything around, and the armor-piercing shell damage trajectory condensed into a hot metal jet directly penetrated the gun shield, tearing the chest of the German gunner who was exactly on the trajectory.

The flames and shock waves raised waves of dust and hit everything around. The human body fragments and frozen soil were lifted up to the sky by the explosion shock wave.

The moment the explosion sounded, there was a lot of smoke and dust. No one knew what was hidden behind the fog. The truth could not be seen until the smoke cleared.

The MG42 standing on the snow pile had completely disappeared after the smoke and dust dissipated, leaving only a small snow hill with a small top cut off.

The two German machine gunners and deputy machine gunners also disappeared with the world.

The German machine gunner team, who had just been loading the guns and loading the bullets, was completely destroyed. The Iron Fist rockets that were powerful enough to penetrate the main armor belt of the T34 were not in vain.

It was impossible to know how it felt to be destroyed by one's own weapons. The only thing left was the traces of blood and large pieces of impacted flesh on the battlefield. The metal jet destroyed everything on the trajectory of the ballistic advance the moment it was formed. The flesh and blood of the two German machine gunners and deputy machine gunners were not enough to resist it.

"It's gone! The German machine gun is finished!"

The veteran of the combat engineer battalion who hit the target with one shot confirmed the result of the battle through the gradually dissipating smoke, and the excited and high roar instantly spread to the minds of the surrounding comrades.

"Well done! Pick up your weapons, follow me, Ura!!!"

It was the young company commander who ordered the veteran of the combat engineer battalion to knock down the MG42, and it was still him who grabbed the PPSh-41 beside him and shouted the charge slogan.

Youth is not only a derogatory term for lack of experience and inexperience, but also a positive term for passion and enthusiasm.

Youth is the most essential driving force behind the endless stream of patriots!

Patriots with firm beliefs picked up their weapons and rushed forward rapidly, firing all kinds of automatic light weapons fiercely and firing hot barrages at the enemies on their faces.

The German army, which was not dominant in close combat automatic firepower configuration, was now suppressed by the opponent's passionate morale.

There is definitely no shortage of brave men in elite teams like the German Wehrmacht, but brave men also need battlefield advantages that are equal to this courage, otherwise everything is empty talk on this cruel battlefield.

The Red Army soldiers, who were also brave, swept the enemies to the ground one after another. The rout and failure of the German infantry seemed inevitable in the current situation.

On the other side, the German heavy armored forces, known for their strong armor and powerful guns, were still desperately resisting, trying to effectively fight back against these Russian steel behemoths that were rushing towards them.

Malashenko's No. 177 IS4 heavy tank command vehicle was still at the forefront of the team, and continued to rush forward with dents and craters all over the main armor belt on the front of the tank. The German armored soldiers who had already failed once witnessed the scene in front of them but were powerless.

"Armor-piercing bullets! Keep loading, quickly!"

"Are you crazy? That doesn't work on the Russian monsters at all, don't be stupid!"

"Keep shooting, hit its tracks! Be sure to stop it, quickly!"

Chaotic radio sounds filled the entire channel and spread everywhere. The German gunners who either admitted defeat or refused to accept it finally aimed at possible weaknesses again and repeated shooting under the orders of their respective tank commanders, but the final result was no different from a moment ago and was basically the same.

Ding, ding, bang, bang——

Crack——

"We can't penetrate! We can't penetrate that Russian monster at all!"

"Führer! What the hell is this thing!?"

"Come again! Hit its gun base, repeat the shooting, hurry up!"

One of the ultimate creeds that soldiers abide by is never to give up until the last moment, and the German armored commanders obviously sat on this point, and they did it very well.

The high-speed whistling armor-piercing shells were ejected one after another, and Malashenko's car, which attracted most of the armor-piercing firepower like a magnet, was still safe and sound under the fierce bombardment of armor-piercing shells.

All that was left for the German armored soldiers was the steel body covered with craters and continued to charge bravely.

The word despair applies to many occasions, such as the current group of German armored soldiers.

When you know that all your efforts are in vain, the powerful opponent is like a reef in the sea, standing firm and stubborn, and you are just a small wave that can't play a decisive role and is almost incompetent.

Out of the instinct of all carbon-based creatures living on this blue planet, surrendering seems to be the most appropriate decision when you have tried your best but still get nothing.

In his later years, Malashenko mentioned in his memoirs that the 502nd Heavy Armored Battalion of the Wehrmacht encountered in the Battle of Cherkasy did perform quite tenaciously in the battle.

They are not fanatical scum like the SS, but a group of loyal soldiers who are conscientious in their orders and honorable in their battles. They are models of fighting spirit worthy of learning from the armies of many small countries.

But the crushing pressure of absolute strength forced this group of Wehrmacht armored elites to surrender. Malashenko mentioned in his memoirs that he was very happy that there were no fanatical Nazi scums among this group of people. They just adhered to orders to the end and fulfilled their sacred duties as a soldier. That's all. There was no one who needed to be executed by his own order. They just needed to be sent to the prisoner-of-war camp in the rear.

And they really completed their mission and fought until the last moment before they were irreversible, then surrendered and left their car.

"I must admit that I rarely met German opponents who deserved my respect. The 502nd Heavy Armored Battalion of the Wehrmacht was undoubtedly one of them."

Even though there was great hatred and irreconcilability between the United States and the Soviet Union across the sea during the Cold War, the New York Times magazine finally chose this comment from Malashenko as the cover slogan, only this time.