Chapter 927

A tiger king tank with 113 numbers painted on the side of the turret dashed up the road on one side of the road, pushing away a burning German military truck. The huge sound startled the Soviet soldiers on the other side. In the eyes of all the people, the tiger king tank was raised high in front of him. With the change of the center of gravity, he finally smashed down, and the black barrel pointed to the enemy in the distance.

"Boom!" Without the slightest hesitation, the powerful 88 mm cannon spewed out flames. A grenade flew to the nearby land along a straight line, and then burst into a gorgeous flame in the crowd. Huge black smoke rose, and the soldiers around them were overturned by the huge explosion. The howling and explosion were in a mess. Everyone wanted to avoid the deadly steel giant.

Before the effective counterattack of the Soviet troops was launched, another slender gun barrel was detected on the side of the subgrade. Then the track turned backward appeared. The front of a tilted armored car body appeared in people's view, and its chassis was exposed. The whole detected car body was smashed down and returned to the level state.

"Ryan! You left, I right! Let these damn Soviets see our ace in a row! " Shaky and a little dim in the tank cabin, Marcus 7, yells to Ryan, pressing his throat phone. His tone was full of anger, as if a barrel of dynamite could explode at any time.

On the turret of the second tiger king tank that rushed to the roadbed, the white hollow number 112 was conspicuous. The two tanks entered the temporary Soviet camp one by one, and it took only a moment to roll up a bloody storm.

Above the captain's cabin door of tiger king tank, there is a bracket which can be used to fix the machine gun. For air defense operations and for the convenience of the commander to directly attack the target, this bracket is also equipped with a mg42 machine gun, which makes the number of machine guns of tiger king tank reach three, which has a very close set of firepower against infantry.

At this time, Ryan is operating this machine gun, with his terrible precision shooting, taking the enemy's life in groups. The machine gun seems to have life in his hand, and it can shoot bullets into the densest place of the enemy flexibly and accurately.

"If you have time to talk, just kill a few more people! I'm busy! See you in half an hour! " Wearing earphones, Ryan is dedicated to killing his enemies. His eyes are as sharp as eagles. Under the rain covered cap, he looks very bright.

His fingers touched the trigger, and then the machine gun began to stretch and bounce back again and again. The cartridge case drew a beautiful arc, fell to the top of the tank turret in front of him, and then rolled down in all directions with inertia. Because of the pulling force of the machine gun, the bullet chain jumps into the gun chamber and looks rhythmic.

Now the German tank ace's body, full of that dark as the heart of the storm as cold. His murderous spirit made him feel extremely sharp. He could even feel the air around him, the food like life full of fear. So he devoured these souls and lives to his heart's content. It was like eating a big meal, which made people intoxicated and satisfied.

Unfortunately, now no one has time to appreciate the peak of terror of the killing God Ryan. His comrades in arms are killing their targets with the same efficient means, and his enemies seem to have little interest in appreciating the ruthless heart of killing.

The tracer bullets flashed, reflecting Ryan's face that seemed to be covered with frost. Then the bullets with the light on their tails flew into the confused Soviet crowd, knocking the cowards with their backs to the enemy on the ground, cutting their skin and breaking their bones.

"The devil!" A Soviet soldier screamed as he looked at the two German tanks, which started to rush into the crowd from the lower embankment. His scream was not far away, and a bullet went through his throat. He had to plug the hole with his hands, and then he fell to the ground with wide eyes and panic.

Further away, some Soviet soldiers carried their rifles, but the bullets from the heading machine gun in front of the tiger king's tank body knocked them down one by one, as fast as a harvester was harvesting wheat in front of it. Tracer bullets rush into the crowd, and then a blood mist rises, cruel and clean, fast and simple.

"Boom!" The second artillery attack of tiger king tank hit a Soviet car in the distance. The whole tail of the car was lifted to the sky. The wooden frame flew far away. The Soviet soldiers around were hit by the shrapnel and the fragments of the car, and many people fell down.

A Soviet officer drew a pistol from his waist in the chaos. He waved his arms in an attempt to stop the rout. Two soldiers with him, armed with moshinagan rifles, yelled to stop the soldiers running back: "the enemy has only two tanks! Hold your ground! Our reinforcements will be here soon! Our reinforcements will be here soon! "

Raine's machine gun swept over, and a bullet hit the officer's waving arm, directly flying the palm of his hand, as well as the exquisite pistol. Blood splashed on the face of a Soviet soldier beside him, but before the soldier could make any expression, another bullet hit him in the chest, and the two men almost fell to the ground at the same time, only one dead and one injured.

Before the officer who had been beaten away was lucky, he was trampled on the chest by the incoming rout soldiers. Before he could shout out a word of help, he was trampled into the soil by countless pairs of boots. He couldn't figure out to his death why they met the surprise attack of two such terrible new German tanks in the "rear" temporary camp. The whole camp is now in a mess. Many of the tents have collapsed in half, and the other half is covered with horrible patterns of splashing blood. Who could have imagined how much the Soviet armored forces had to pay to stop the counterattacking German tanks along the way. Intermittently extending from the front line to this place, at least one Armored Regiment was destroyed on the road. From the front line to here, in a straight line, there were Soviet tank wrecks everywhere. There were Stalin tanks that were completely destroyed, T-34 tanks that had their bodies separated, trucks, and T-26 tanks that had their turrets blown away. In a word, this straight line seems to be the graveyard of the Soviet armored forces. No one knows exactly how many Soviet soldiers were lost. By the time German grenadiers, under the cover of leopard tanks, burst into the cut-out, the Soviet army had collapsed. The German counterattack troops collected at least thousands of Soviet prisoners along the way, but their mental condition seemed not very good. They repeatedly recited words like demons and monsters, numbly accepted German custody, and could not even say a complete word“ Did the tanks of the second company catch up with those two lunatics? " The commander of an armored battalion of the first armored army frowned and asked his men, "hell, we've come to support as soon as possible, but we're still a little late." They were indeed a step late. Five tanks of No.1 company of 502 heavy tank destroyer battalion, which was responsible for holding the position, were finally lost under the Soviet crazy attack. First, No.111 tank was hit by Stalin tank in close range, then the isolated No.114 tank group was destroyed, and the whole group was annihilated by the Soviet when abandoning the vehicle. Tank 115 eventually volunteered to stay to cover the retreat of the grenadiers, and was destroyed in the last part of the unit. Along with the tank, there were more than a dozen wounded grenadiers who volunteered to stay. In the end, they did not choose to surrender, because this word has long been out of their dictionary“ The German grenadiers are the best infantry in the world. Surrender will disgrace their name This is the last word that the Grenadier platoon leader who chose to stay said to Ryan. And the commander of tank 115 said more simply: "there are only heroes in your tank company." So when the German reinforcements arrived, Ryan took Marcus and the supporting troops and killed a rifle. He wanted to avenge his subordinates and get justice for those excellent subordinates. So the Tiger tanks of the two companies followed the two tiger king tanks to launch a crazy counterattack against the Soviet position. Because the number of tanks was insufficient, Ryan, who retreated, had no disadvantage in the number of tanks this time. Dozens of German tanks joined the battle one after another, and the Soviet army finally experienced the destruction of German armored forces“ Captain Ryan! The flanking Soviet tanks are retreating! We're chasing! They're moving to your right. If you turn to the right, you'll probably run into those unfortunate guys! " In the earphone, the voice of the friendly commander came out clearly: "we will try our best to drive those guys to you."“ Thank you! I'll make it Raine made a turn to his driver Bauman by pressing the throat phone: "there's no point in fighting these scum, we'll go to the trouble of the Soviet armored forces! Turn right! "“ well! Captain! I'm turning! " Bowman answered Ryan's order. The tracks of tiger king tanks were wrong, and they began to turn in place flexibly. Marcus's No. 112 tank also started to turn. Two tiger king tanks left half of the destroyed Soviet Camp and stormed to the other side, killing them“ Wolf! If you come! I'll wait here! " Ryan's sword eyebrows stand up and hum coldly.