Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...
The combined force of explosives and grenades, known as the "combo pack," was unquestionably powerful, although the sound of the explosion was unlike anything Lynn had heard before. Watching as the tree trunk broke at waist height and fell towards the side of the road, Lynn's last shred of worry dissipated: whether professional demolition experts or amateurs, as long as these large trees blocked the road, his plan was halfway to success!
As the echoes of the explosion lingered in the forest, the German lieutenant with a stubbled face raised his Luger P08 and fired three shots into the air, shouting "Freiheit!" Now was the right time for such a command. Although the fallen trees didn't manage to hit a Soviet tank, the sudden obstacle caused the tanks in the Soviet convoy to close up, unable to maneuver between the thick, waist-high trunks. Consequently, the tanks at the front row opted to slam on their brakes simultaneously, a sight that anti-tank gunners welcomed. The immobilized targets were prime for the German soldiers armed with rocket launchers. The first tank obstructed by the fallen tree immediately fell victim to the barrage of rockets, its crew and accompanying infantry nearly wiped out in the intense explosion. The second Soviet tank also met a similar fate: German infantry fired their "tank killers" from less than 50 meters away, sealing the fate of the T-34 with a well-placed rocket.
Under the impact of the intense explosion, the entire forest seemed to tremble, with snow remnants falling from branches and fragile twigs, creating an unexpected "snowfall."
With the rocket launchers proving effective, German soldiers unleashed a torrent of gunfire, raining bullets upon the road and the Soviet infantry in the forest. Those unlucky enough to be caught in the open instantly fell, despite the fact that regular bullets posed little threat to tank armor. However, with the leading tanks being systematically destroyed by German anti-tank weapons, the subsequent Soviet tanks struggled to find suitable angles of attack. Cannon rounds futilely struck trees, and the broken trunks inadvertently aided the Germans by obstructing the road, while machine gun bullets blindly sprayed at the height of the branches.
Caught off guard by the German ambush, chaos ensued among the Soviet troops, with infantry pinned down and unable to raise their heads. Over a dozen tanks were trapped on the road, unable to move, rendering the tanks and self-propelled guns in the rear unable to assist. The German forces were in a favorable position. However, despite
After looking at this simple yet clear diagram, the lieutenant suddenly realized. He stared at the notebook as he walked, seeming to think that a distance of 4000 meters was not enough to conceal the movement of the troops, so he wrote "5000?" on the side.
Four thousand meters or five thousand meters, in Lynn's view, were both acceptable, and the stretch of forest between them seemed to be much more than just five or six kilometers. So, he raised his thumb to the lieutenant.
The lieutenant nodded and returned the same thumb gesture to Lynn. Folding up the notebook and pen, he began to call on the surrounding soldiers to accelerate their pace. Although they were still within the range of tank artillery, the Soviet armored vehicles blocked behind did not fire—clearly, the sudden retreat of the German ambush unit was beyond their expectations.
The marching speed in the forest was roughly equivalent to normal marching on the road. After about an hour, the lieutenant stopped and stood still, casting a questioning glance at Lynn. Lynn looked around, the woods here were relatively dense, with a slope leading from the side of the road into the depths of the forest. And the entire row of spruce trees stood like giant guards on either side of the road. Even if they were all blown down, it would delay the Soviet tank unit here for several hours, but this loose rear guard unit couldn't even manage to blow down a row of trees, let alone one or two trees: the sergeants had been busy for a while before they collected a dozen hand grenades and two small mortar shells from the soldiers, and if there were any fewer, the anti-tank soldiers would probably have to contribute their precious anti-tank rockets!
With previous experience, the soldiers quickly selected their targets and tied explosives to them. Some soldiers even found ropes to tie to the grenade pull cords, allowing them to detonate them remotely from a distance. Under the lieutenant's personal arrangement, three "Panzerfausts" and two "Tank Killers" were roughly deployed in the positions indicated by Lynn. Seeing this situation, the "Doghead Strategist" felt a little guilty—both the distance and the position were drawn from his imagination, without any basis in actual combat experience. But seeing the lieutenant with his scruffy face being so serious, and the soldiers around him filled with confidence, he almost wanted to speak, but in the end, he remained silent.