The only weapon that can destroy the e-1oo is ruined as soon as it starts to be launched. It can almost be said that the Germans can do whatever they want. Faced with such a bad situation, it seems that only retreat is the best strategy?

However, Old Hemstrasse refused to retreat. To be honest, for the armored soldiers, retreating was simple, and he could just pat his butt and leave. (? (〔Net But he could not leave those combat engineer brothers. They were still standing on the battlefield and could almost never withdraw, and the crucial department store position could not be handed over to the Germans!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Old Hemstral grabbed the phone and shouted: "Ravel, have you been maneuvering in place? The enemy has already broken through!"

However, the other two T-54s obviously did not progress that fast, and the Germans' resistance was still relatively fierce. Although they had already broken through several enemy positions, not all enemy formations could break through.

"Ten minutes, give us another ten minutes!" Ravl yelled while firing violently.

"Damn it!" Old Hemstral cursed again, because ten minutes was too long, and the damn German guys would probably cut him into eight pieces in ten minutes.

"Move, go around the other side."

Old Hemstrard forced himself to calm down and find a way. Now that the Germans have occupied the square, the combat engineers and anti-tank teams that are ambushing the surrounding buildings should attack the enemy. At this time, the Germans should be distracted, and this is the only opportunity he can take advantage of.

Immediately, Old Hemstral called the bazookaman who was ambushing the roofs around him: "Seize the opportunity to open fire together. It is best to destroy the enemy's tanks. If you can't, please help us get some time!"

I have to say that combat engineers are good. Although e-1oo rushed out of that street and entered the square, it caused them to be far away from the target. It is difficult to accurately attack the enemy's top armor at a distance of more than 100 meters, because the wind is relatively strong today, and the ability of RPG to withstand wind is quite limited. Even the most experienced shooter will find it difficult to grasp the unpredictable wind direction in the city.

The first group of shooters leaned out and used the simple sight of RPG to cover the e-1oo. This was not difficult, but the difficulty was to estimate the wind. This era depends entirely on experience.

As a dazzling flame ejected from the tail of the nozzle, under the influence of the rocket's motive, the caliber armor-breaking bomb flew out. At this time, there might be only one sound in the shooting master's heart, that is, he must hit it!

However, the facts are very different. A sudden wind blows the rocket away. You can clearly see that the rocket is getting farther and farther under the action of the wind, and passes over the e-1oo turret in a strange arc...

This attack immediately attracted Schwartzberg's attention. He immediately fired his own mg-34 machine gun and shot it at the roof, and called the infantry again to come and escort: "Don't get entangled with the Russian infantry, pass the streets quickly, I need you! Quick!"

On the other side, Old Hemstral was also ordering his combat engineers: "Stop the enemy's infantry and entangle them! Guys, please!"

In an instant, a fierce gunfight broke out on the original street. The Red Army combat engineers with assault rifles and the German grenades holding submachine guns shot against each other across the walls, and from time to time, they used grenades to entertain opponents. When the battle was at its most intense, the two sides launched a hand-to-hand fight in the house, and neither side was willing to give in, and bloody battles were inevitable.

At the same time, the Red Army anti-tank team ambushed on the roof also continued to attack, but this wind was so annoying. It was very big and sometimes too late, making the shooter feel at a loss. You can see rockets constantly passing through the e-1oo in strange arcs, but they just couldn't hurt it at all.

This situation is undoubtedly frustrating, but Old Hemstrasse was calm at this time. I don’t know if the situation was bad enough that he was powerless or if he was really calm and trying to solve the problem.

"Snipers and machine gunners must also be prepared to push the enemy's captain back!"

As soon as this order came out, Schwartzberg was under great pressure. He rushed towards him in a rain of bullets. You can see Mars shooting on the turret, but Schwartzberg refused to withdraw into the cabin. Instead, he used machine guns to continuously fire with the Red Army and directed the gunman in the turret to fire violently at the Red Army. Although he would definitely not be able to hit the Red Army on the roof, the effect of demolishing the house with 128mm grenades was still good.

Ordinary brick-concrete houses cannot be beaten by a few shots. In a short while, you can see a house collapsed under the violent e-1oo bombardment. Some Red Army combat engineers who had no time to retreat could only be buried alive by bricks and rubble.

However, even though the situation was extremely bad, no warrior tried to escape. Everyone stood firm on their posts and fought against the enemy to the end with the weapons in their hands.

This kind of tug-of-war was naturally something Schwarzberg didn't want to see. On one hand, he ordered the gunner to continue to fire violently, and on the other hand, he also called the infantry to follow up, but it took time. Of course, he did not forget the existence of No. 888. He kept searching for the traces of the T-54 in the periscope and constantly asked the crew members: "Did you see that T-54 have you? Destroy it first!"

Old Hemstrasse hid very well. He quietly moved the tank to the other side of the department store, hid behind the broken wall and carefully observed the e-1oo diagonally opposite. He was waiting patiently for the opportunity.

"This bastard is really careful," said the old man indignantly. "Always keep facing us head-on. Are you sure to hit his walking device?"

Tzerelov smiled bitterly: "You also said that the enemy is very careful. Our shooting angle is very small, and a large number of armored wreckage in the square blocks the enemy. At this position, it is unlikely that we will hit the enemy's walking device."

Old Hemstral also knew that there was little hope. His ags-42 could hit the enemy due to ballistic bending, but the 4o mm grenade was too powerful to injure the enemy's walking device.

In other words, there are two choices placed in front of the old man: the first is to wait for the other two T-54s to bypass and explode from behind; the second is to take the initiative to attack and rush out of the current hidden position to attack the enemy.

The first choice is undoubtedly safer, but the old man is unwilling to wait. It is not because the old man is anxious, but because the combat engineers are in a tight position at this time and the losses are quite large. If you continue to wait, God knows how many young men will die tragically under the enemy's gun. Moreover, the enemy's infantry is also trying hard to keep up. Once they follow, they will guard the weak wings of e-1oo. They are equipped with iron fists and can make T-54 drink a pot.

So the old man decided to attack, and he personally took the opportunity to replace the driver: "Alyosha, you are still young, don't follow me to take risks this time!"

But Alyosha firmly disagreed. He would rather take risks. Even if the old man ordered him to give up his driving position on the grounds of better driving skills, the latter was not willing to leave the tank. He occupied the old man's position as the captain and prepared to control the ags-42 to attack the enemy.

He couldn't drive Alyosha away, and the old man had no choice. He got into the cockpit, moved his shoulders and fingers a few times, and the next thing he wanted was his skills.

The old man skillfully hung up the forward gear, and No. 888 slowly opened the hidden place, and then leaped forward lightly. Along the way, the old man used the cover of the cover as much as possible to achieve the effect of the surprise attack. Of course, to be honest, the distance was too close. Unless the German was blind, he would definitely be able to see him. What's more, Schwarzberg was still searching for him carefully?

"Catch you, little bastard!" Schwartzberg cheered and immediately reminded the captain: "At the ten o'clock direction, behind the broken wall, t-54!"

The e-1oo's turret began to rotate slowly and powerfully, and the scary 128mm cannon also rotated. In the turret, you can see the scope aimed at the gunner with his right eye, constantly shaking his handwheel.

"put!"

The 128mm giant cannon sprayed out a long tongue of flames, and the huge airflow and shock wave from the muzzle blew away the snow in front of the e-1oo, revealing the dark-brown asphalt pavement.

"Oops!"

Schwarzberg also carefully observed the shooting situation. This gun was still very accurate. If there were no obstacles that were in the way of the shells going forward, this gun would definitely be able to destroy the opponent's turret. But unfortunately, those obstacles absorbed the shells. Even if the 128mm armor-piercing shell was strong, it would not be possible to destroy the T-54 through a tank.

"Don't worry, there is still a chance, stay calm!"

Schwartzberg shouted loudly to the gunner. He knew very well what the Russians wanted to do. As long as the other party did not change his mind, he would have enough shooting opportunities next.

The person who was most tired was the e-1oo loader. The 128mm armor-piercing projectile was stupid and heavy. Without enough physical strength and arm strength, he really couldn't do this. Especially in this continuous and uninterrupted shooting, the physical strength of the loader would be consumed dramatically. After loading a few shells in a row, he was already tired, but he also knew that he could not stop at all. He had to destroy the enemy before he went around the side of his tank, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

The old Hemstrasse on the other side is also very tired. The double-row joystick of the Soviet tank is cumbersome and exhausting physical strength. After all, he is an 80-year-old man. Continuous maneuvering and continuous disguised form is really a heavy burden. Especially when there is a terrifying cannon that is pressed against your forehead and keeps firing, every slightest mistake will cause the car to be destroyed and people die. Not everyone can withstand such psychological pressure!

However, the strange old man was obviously not an ordinary person. He had to play war osplay with one leg, but now he has finally really played war games, especially this extremely passionate battle. The whole old man suddenly became excited. He was like taking two pounds of stimulant, and he was so angry.

Even driving in the narrow periscope, the old man still used his ordinary perception to use destroyed tanks and armored vehicles as cover to approach the e-1oo in the form of Brown's movement. Anyway, Schwartzberg was shocked. He had never seen a driver who could drive the tank so well. To be honest, he didn't know how to describe the scene he saw. Is this still a tank? It's like Jerry, who is so moving, okay.

The more tragic thing is that he is Tom Cat, and he has no way to deal with the little mouse. He can only watch the naughty little mouse keep showing off and teasing his nerves. Anyway, Schwartzberg is already on the verge of being crazy.

The German loader was sweating profusely and stuffed shells into the cannon chamber, while the cannon leader, who was sweating in his head, captured the movement trajectory of No. 888 as much as possible. Although the other party's trajectory was extremely unscientific and violated the principles of physics, he had to keep up.

"put!"

The shells were knocked away.

"put!"

The shell was blocked by obstacles.

"put!"

The car stopped suddenly on No. 888 and the shells were missed.

Old Hemstrasse was driving in a way that almost drove the German gunners crazy, and if you stayed in the e-1oo turret, you could even hear the sound of the Germans gritting their teeth.

After five consecutive attacks failed, the loader almost gasped and stuffed a shell into the cannon chamber. After completing this action, the man fell directly into the hanging basket because he was too tired and had used all his strength to the wilderness, and now he couldn't even lift his finger.

The cannon leader is also tired. Do you think it is easy to shake the handwheel up and down? This twist almost makes him collapse, especially whenever the target suddenly disappears from his sight when you are about to shoot, let alone the helplessness and speechlessness.

Anyway, the gunner has lost confidence, and he is almost mechanically performing his work, and he has no confidence in destroying his opponent. Instead, he hopes that such destruction will end soon.

He aimed subconsciously for the last time, and then the enemy moved to avoid it again. At this time, his body was no longer obeying the command. After trembling, the shells flew out without waiting for him to shake the handwheel to adjust the scope.

"Damn it, I missed it again!"

The gunman was about to urge the loader to work quickly, and the latter said that he could not take care of himself, so he would let him take a few more breaths.

At this moment, I was nervously observing the battle progress and almost got angry and heart attack Schwartzberg cheered: "I'm hit!"

It was indeed hit, but the hit position was quite mysterious. The 128mm armor-piercing projectile broke the gun barrel of No. 888! This means No. 888 lost the firepower of the offensive!

Schwartzberg was so happy that he held the gunner's head like a child and kissed wildly. It was really a joy from the bottom of his heart, because he knew that he was invincible!

As for the gunner, he was still confused at the moment? He seemed to be unable to believe this result, but when he observed the broken gun barrel of No. 888 with a scope, he couldn't help but jump up.

The Germans were happy, and the goddess of luck seemed to be favoring them. When No. 888 lost its firepower, is there any suspense in this battle?

Zherelov was very frustrated because his father's performance was flawless. He was about to succeed, but his martial arts were ruined by the enemy. What is this?

In an instant, the morale of the crew of No. 888 fell to the bottom, and no one knew what to do next. At this moment, Tzerelov suddenly felt the tank under his feet shaking. This was a signal that the motivation was increasing the power. Could it be that my father was preparing to retreat?

The answer given by Old Hemstral was exactly the opposite. Yes, the blow to him was quite a big blow, and he was so angry that he cursed. But soon he calmed down again. After thinking for a few seconds, he made an amazing decision to fight!

The motive burst out from the tail of No. 888, which was exploding, was a signal that the Russians were preparing to escape. He gave an order without thinking: "Catch up and kill him!"

The clumsy e-1oo started to maneuver, but compared with No. 888, this guy's maneuverability is simply a scumbag, with no beauty, just like a blind wild boar rushing around in the woodland. Simple, rough, and arrogant are the best descriptions of it.

However, Schwartzberg likes this simplicity, rudeness and arrogance. In his opinion, this represents an unrivaled power, and this power will crush the opponent.

"Go forward! Go forward! Go forward!"

The excited Schwartzberg even sang a song, but No. 888 made an amazing move in his singing. Old Hemstrasse did not retreat, nor did he run away. Instead, he was striding forward!

What do the Russians want to do?

Schwartzberg was shocked. He could not imagine what a weaponless tank could do. Could it be that the Russians were preparing to die? A vigorous death assault?

Schwartzberg welcomes the Russians to do this, and he will kill the other party without hesitation: "Open fire, kill it!"

I suddenly recovered the cannon leader's confidence and the physical strength of the loader. Even though the latter felt his arms were sore now, he still quickly loaded a cannon into the cannon chamber.

With a roar, the shells flew out, and then...and then there was nothing, because the cannon was shot away.

Schwartzberg was a little stunned, but immediately he ordered: "Continue!"

The exhausted loader loaded again, and the cannon leader swears: "I will never let it run away this time!"

The shells flew out again, but the cannon leader's oath was not fulfilled, and the gun still failed, which also made the excited Germans come to their senses. The previous shot was indeed a fool. Being able to win once was considered luck, but not every time would you have such good luck.

When the next two bombs fell again, the Germans' expressions returned to their original ashen. Yes, they destroyed the No. 888 armed forces, but their tanks were not much different from those without armed forces. If they could not hit the enemy's cannon, no matter how powerful they were, what's the use?

Anyway, the Germans now have realized what it feels like to fire empty guns. The enemy is just under your nose, but your big stick is just a sense of powerlessness that is too disgusting. In desperation, Schwartzberg even drove the gunner away and personally slaughtered the gunnery, but he soon realized that his performance was no better than the gunner who had collapsed.

The distance between No. 888 and e-1oo was shortened rapidly, and the closer the distance, the more the Germans could not get No. 888. The only thing Schwartzberg couldn't figure it out was what the other party was going to do?

"Boys, grab the handrails and prepare for impact!"

Old Hemstella's plan is very simple, just bump. Even if I don't have weapons, I will hit you to death. So is this method good? It's hard to say, because e-1oo is much heavier than t-54 after all. Compared with e-1oo, t-54 is simply a lightweight player. Will the result be good if a lightweight player hits a heavyweight player?

The 888th degree was very fast. You can see its tracks rolling up a bunch of snow and soil, and it crashed into the second half of the e-1oo at a glance. At that moment, Schwarzberg shot the last shell and almost flew away against the 888th turret. Then, before the roar of the shooting was finished, he felt a huge vibration.
To be continued...