男人的天堂亚洲国产AV

   "First aid kit!" Shulka yelled, and at the same time shone a flashlight covered in black cloth on the soldier lying on the ground.

  With this photo, Shulka shook his head and threw back the first aid kit handed by the actor.

A round of shrapnel pierced through the car canvas and broke the soldier's spine from his back. The broken bones were even visible outside the body... Let alone a first aid kit for such an injury, even modern medical equipment can't help it immediately. There is no way to save it.

   Shulka raised his head towards the veteran, and the veteran and the actor carried the corpse to the front of the carriage, where two corpses had already been stacked.

  If they were lucky, that is, if the 4th Tank Brigade won the battle and came back alive, they would be able to bring these bodies back.

  Antipunov, with a pale face, muttered words, praying for these dead people... For some reason, the soldiers who usually thought he was troublesome suddenly felt that this kind of voice was needed at this time.

  There is actually a contradiction in this way of marching:

It is obviously dangerous to go forward by car... The car has no protection, and the infantry inside is still very dense. The enemies ambushing on both sides of the railway can knock down the soldiers in the car as long as they shoot bullets or shell fragments in the direction of the car. The next few, even at night.

   But the infantry had to take a car in order to keep up with the speed of the tank, otherwise the tank had to slow down to adapt to the speed of the infantry.

   This may seem safer but it is actually more dangerous... because it will give the enemy enough time to prepare, and then they can organize artillery fire to block, cover or even organize a defensive line against the advancing tank force.

  The British army slowed down the tanks to keep up with the infantry, and it turned out that they were wrong.

  The solution is to change the car into an armored car.

  An armored vehicle does not need heavy armor, it only needs to be able to block bullets or shrapnel, which makes it possible for infantry to be less vulnerable to enemy bullets or shrapnel when they follow the tank's footsteps.

  Of course, this can only stay in Shulka's thoughts for the time being. At this time, the direction of the Soviet armored vehicles is mainly reconnaissance rather than the coordination of troop transportation and tanks.

   "How far?" The instructor looked out through the bullet holes in the car's canvas.

   "Don't know!" Shulka replied: "Maybe soon!"

   At this moment, gunshots and explosions sounded again ahead.

  Originally, Shulka didn't take it seriously, because this kind of thing was repeated along the way...March, fight, march again, and fight again.

  The difference is only the length of each battle.

  However, they are all resolved by the scouting troops in front, and the main force in the rear does not need to worry about it.

   But Shulka soon realized that something was different, as the gunfire intensified ahead.

   Sure enough, the order was quickly conveyed: "All get out of the car and prepare to fight!"

  The soldiers quickly got out of the car and followed the tank and checked their equipment for half a minute. Then the tank drove up with a bang, and the soldiers followed closely behind.

   "Comrade Second Lieutenant!" Antipunov followed Shulka and asked, "I want to know what should I do?"

   "What should I do?" Shulka asked back.

   "I don't know whether I should kill someone!" Antipunov said: "I asked this question before I came here. They said that I should find a kind and trustworthy person, and let him give me advice..."

   "Do you think I'm a kind person?" Shulka was bitter for a while, he didn't expect that Antipunov was still struggling with this issue at this time.

   "Yes!" Antipunov replied: "You love your subordinates, and they all trust you from the bottom of their hearts. I can see that you risked your life to save our friendly troops..."

"Shut up, Comrade Antipnov!" Shulka interrupted Antipunov. "I just want to say, get back to your place, nobody cares if you shoot. I mean, if you don't Don’t block other people’s sight if you shoot a gun, or you will kill your comrades and even all of us, understand?”

  Antipunov nodded thoughtfully, and after a while he answered: "Yes, Comrade Second Lieutenant!"

   Then he ran to the back of the line as expected.

Shulka couldn't help but shook his head, and he didn't know whether this Antipunov was too simple or too stupid... He didn't realize that the battlefield does not allow a little pity and compassion, otherwise, he might not be able to live Return to Crean.

  The enemy's line of defense soon appeared in Shulka's sight. It was a field fortification built by a group of German troops.

   Barbed wire, trenches, and probably landmines.

  They obviously didn't have time to build anti-tank trenches, but they set up iron three-legged roadblocks in the position... These three-legged roadblocks are mainly aimed at tanks. He has three pillars, which support each other like tents.

   Of course, it's not that tall, it's only about a meter, with flat and sharp spikes on top.

   Such a barricade looks simple, but it is very practical on the battlefield, because as long as it is placed on the battlefield at will, there will inevitably be a pillar leaning forward. The ancient Chinese "rejecting horse gun" is similar to this principle.

Then, if the tank is going to crush them...then the track will pick up the flat spikes at the top and form a bullfight with the ground, then maybe the tank will win, but the track will be damaged, and so on Go up a few, and the tank will be paralyzed due to broken tracks.

  The way to deal with it is usually to use artillery fire to bombard them with mines, and then the wrecker infantry will move forward to clear a way.

  The Soviet army did the same thing. Following Major Gavrilov's order, tank guns and mortars launched a violent bombardment on the roadblocks, and they were blown up and down in a short while.

   But the trouble with this three-legged roadblock is that it still works even if it is swaying here and there, so tanks still dare not step forward to break through the German defense line easily.

   "They are delaying time!" Shulka said to the instructor while leaning out and shooting at the enemy: "I think we should report to Major Gavrilo!"

   "Report what? Procrastination?" the instructor asked loudly, "The major will ask why they procrastinated!"

   "I don't know!" Shulka replied: "Maybe they are preparing, or maybe they are waiting for reinforcements! In short, we must speed up our attack and advance!"

  (end of this chapter)