Chapter 656 Old Friends Reunite

Shooting down several Stukas could only buy Malashenko a little time. More Stukas that followed immediately stepped up to evade Soviet anti-aircraft firepower after witnessing the tragic situation of their comrades.

There is already a precedent for what would happen if the bulky Stuka charged hard against the ground anti-aircraft fire net. A skilled anti-aircraft artillery crew would definitely be able to defeat such a dive bomber with a speed of more than 300 meters, even if it was reckless. Aces like Del didn't dare to rush in against the air defense fire net. Those overconfident German pilots had already gone to another world to report to their senior Red Baron.

The Stukas' emergency evasion and dispersal left the German troops on the ground who were confronting Malashenko at a loss.

The tactics of the German armored commander who was at the forefront and commanded this attack were very simple: while putting enough pressure on the defensive Soviet forces on the position, persist until the air force arrived to carry out the bombing, and then use the remaining power of the Stukas' dive bombing to go all out. Break through the Soviet defense line and rush into the opponent's position.

As long as a gap can be opened in the Soviet army's fragile defensive position, the German mechanized infantry following closely behind will immediately rush in on armored vehicles to join the battle. By then, even if the Russians mobilize all their reserves, they will never be able to block the gap. .

But at the moment, the most important link in the German commander's plan: the group of Stukas in the sky failed extremely badly at the critical moment.

Looking at the Stukas that had already been lifted to an altitude of more than a thousand meters and still wanted to continue climbing, the German armored commander who was on the ground estimated that these air force bastards in the sky must have been scared out of their wits and expected them to It is obviously unrealistic to continue to launch dive bombing in the face of Russian anti-aircraft firepower.

Past combat experience and hearsay told the German armored commander that if all bets were placed on this unreliable air force, he might not even be able to figure out how the battle was lost in the end.

"Retreat! All crews, retreat! Retreat immediately!"

What Malashenko didn't expect was that the German armored soldiers who were shooting at each other a minute ago actually retreated after the Stuka in the sky appeared in trouble! They slipped away after losing less than ten tanks, which obviously greatly exceeded Malashenko's original expectation of a fight to the death.

Looking at the slowly retreating German tanks through the gun scope in front of him, Iushkin, who did not hear Malashenko's order to pursue, was quite puzzled by this.

"I really don't understand. What are those Germans doing? Just retreating like this? This is not like their past style."

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Iushkin's unintentional question to himself reminded Malashenko. Are those Germans planning some new conspiracy when they retreated like this? Could more Luftwaffe bombers be on the way?

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Malashenko opened the top of the turret above his head and leaned out. The German Stukas that were still hovering above his head were now flying over in small groups, slapping their butts and leaving. Far away, it doesn't seem like they have any plans to continue air strikes on themselves.

Such a strange situation further deepened Malashenko's uneasiness. He could almost have a premonition that the German army was really planning something extremely detrimental to him.

"Damn, this is so abnormal. What are these German guys trying to do?"

Buzz - Phew -

"Hmm? What's the sound?"

Whoosh——

"Hey, what the hell!?"

The flight speed of the 255-kilogram projectile fired from 45 kilometers away has dropped to less than 300 meters per second due to the long-distance air friction resistance, which is even fast enough for Malashenko, who is listening to the voice getting closer and closer. He was stunned for two seconds before reacting.

Realizing that he seemed to have heard this sound somewhere, Malashenko finally reacted at the last moment. Without saying a word, he grabbed the open turret hatch next to him and quickly shrank into the turret. Close the top cover smoothly.

boom--

Before Malashenko could let go of his right hand holding the handle of the turret roof, a violent impact like the earth shaking and the earth shaking, followed by a terrifying loud noise, immediately came from outside the car.

The 283mm high-explosive projectile weighing 255kg hit less than 50 meters away from Malashenko's car in a straight line. The large fragments of the projectile with a muzzle velocity exceeding one kilometer per second flew at a speed higher than that of an armor-piercing projectile. It hit the turret armor plate of Malashenko's vehicle and made a large scratch.

The 44-ton combat vehicle felt violently shaking like a baby stroller being pushed hard by a strong man. Malashenko, who was still hearing the roaring sound like an old ox pulling a broken carriage, finally remembered it. Since then, I have personally experienced this terrifying whistling sound in Leningrad last year!

"Fuck you German! Fuck you Fascist! Is this what I deserve for you to serve me twice with a train gun!?"

Malashenko did not know the caliber or model of the weapon that bombarded him.

But Lenovo’s own time-travel memories from later generations, combined with the famous super cannons in the hands of the Germans during World War II, were smashed at the Kirov Tank Factory in Leningrad last year and almost died. Malashenko finally concluded.

Those crazy Germans are probably using train guns with calibers comparable to those of battleships to serve them.

Malachenko, who was bathed in the fierce firepower of the German railway guns, was still unaware that the two railway guns that were firing at him 45 kilometers away at this moment were the two German K5 283mm railway guns that had fired at him once before in Leningrad.

It was a coincidence that fate was sometimes so magical.

The two K5 railway guns that participated in the siege of Leningrad last year had been outside the city until the beginning of this year. In the cold winter, the German army besieging the city hardly launched any decent offensives. Instead, the gun crews of the two K5 railway guns came out from time to time to fire two rounds to knock on the Russians in the city to swear their existence, and to do some exercise to warm up.

This situation of firing two rounds every three or five days continued until the Soviet army launched the summer counterattack.

The German army, which was making good progress, quickly drove the Soviet counterattack troops commanded by Marshal Timoshenko to the gates of Stalingrad, and repeated the situation similar to last year's Leningrad to encircle the city named after the Soviet leader.

The successful battle of Sevastopol gave the German army more confidence in the city-killing treasures in their hands.

The super weapons specially dispatched to capture Stalingrad were not just the Dodolas, but two idle K5s also came all the way south from Leningrad to the outside of Stalingrad to prepare for battle.