Tank destroyers are only suitable for sneak attacks. Their armor is quite weak and will definitely not be able to stop the attack of the opponent's tank guns.

And now, Soviet tanks have discovered their locations and are rushing towards them!

"Please keep shooting and kill the Soviet tanks five hundred meters away." Schut continued to command calmly in the radio: "Preferring priority to destroy their T-34 tanks."

The new t-34 is powerful, but those old t-26s are different. Those old tanks are not as good as hunters.

The Soviets' various industrial processing accuracy was not high enough, and the same was true in the field of optical. Their sight accuracy was insufficient and their tank guns were not accurate enough. Only within five hundred meters did they have enough destroying ability. A 76mm tank gun could easily be knocked away from five hundred meters.

Now, a distance of between one thousand and five hundred meters is the hell of Soviet tanks!

"Turn right three degrees." The gunman continued to shout to the driver.

Because of the continuous rotation, the ground near the car body was crushed to pieces by the tracks. Before the car body could turn, Shute suddenly shouted: "Full speed, reverse!"

Hearing his order, the driver hung the reverse gear without hesitation. The gears inside the gearbox made a clattering sound. After half a second, the sound finally stopped. Then, the 160-horsepower gasoline engine at the tail made a huge roar. In the black smoke, the small body quickly retreated backwards!

"Boom!" A shell hit the place where they had just been hiding. If they had not retreated, they would have been destroyed.

Although the Soviet tank guns were not very accurate at a distance of more than 500 meters, it did not mean that there was no blind cat hitting dead rats.

After avoiding being hit once, the entire crew member did not feel thrilling at all, just as if it was an ordinary training. The gunner continued to give orders. As the car body was turning, the 75mm gun fired again.

"Boom!" Another T-34 on the opposite side was hit.

At this moment, the opponent's position suddenly changed. As T-34s were hit, the remaining T-26 tanks finally stopped fighting. They didn't have time to turn around, and even went into reverse gear and retreated backwards.

Since t-34 can't stop the attack, even if t-26 rushes forward, there is only one left to die.

The artillery battle lasted for fifteen minutes, and the Soviet tanks retreated. Seeing the retreating tanks, Shute would certainly not let them go.

"Progress! Eliminate all the Soviet tank troops!" Shute shouted in the radio.

With his orders, the hunter tank destroyers exposed their bodies from their hiding place. Their unique appearance immediately stunned the Soviet tank soldiers on the opposite side.

"What is that?"

"We thought we had exchanged fire with the German main tank troops. Now we are these ugly guys who are ambushing us?"

A famous tank soldier cursed that they did not believe in this small "tank" and had just destroyed most of their T-34 tanks. Now, when they saw these German "tanks" coming up, they felt scared.

The backward t-26 is absolutely unable to escape the opponent's pursuit!

After all, the Trailer Tank Destroyer developed from the chassis of a light tank. In order to support this 75mm cannon, it made many compromises, such as removing the turret, such as a maximum speed of only 40 kilometers per hour.

If those high-speed t-26s turn around and escape, the hunter will definitely not be able to catch up, but now the other party is backward running, it seems to be slow in the eyes of the hunter.

"Stop, open fire!"

The hunters stopped from their rapid advances, and the 75mm tank gun roared and continued to accelerate. They made perfect use of this kind of shooting in progress.

"Boom!" A T-26 was destroyed. The front armor of this tank was only 15 mm thick, and it could not even be blocked by a large-caliber anti-tank gun. In front of the 75 mm tank gun, this tank was only tortured!

For the hunter's anti-tank battalion, the remaining battles can no longer be called battles, they can only be called massacre.

Just as they were chasing the Soviet tanks, the reconnaissance troops continued to investigate.

The BMW R-75 motorcycle was moving forward on the bumpy road. Conrad's windbreaker was covered with dust. The Soviet land was covered with dust, which was not as clean as Germany.

Tros sat on the sidewalk of the motorcycle and lit a cigarette.

Smoking is harmful to health, but smoking can relieve fatigue. Especially for soldiers who may sacrifice their lives at any time, smoking is even more a way to relieve stress.

Unfortunately, smoking is not so comfortable on the speeding motorcycle. It is difficult to light a cigarette when the wind blows. After catching it, after taking a few sips, only cigarette farts are left.

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, Tross picked up his telescope again.

Then, a joyful expression appeared on his face: "We discovered the Soviet motorized troops, about the size of a regiment, are moving towards our direction. Soon, we must notify the troops behind and eat this Soviet army!"

If the Soviet mechanized army was operated together by the whole army, they could even counter-encircle the 42nd Army of Germany and even eat them. But now, the scattered Soviet army is just creating opportunities for being eaten by the Germans.

Their backward communication system made them unaware that the tank regiment in front of them had been eaten, and the army numbered as the 4th Mechanized Regiment was also on the way.

Although it is called the Mechanized Regiment, the number of cars in their army is also insufficient. Fortunately, they found enough horses as an independent Mechanized Regiment.

Their various heavy weapons, including heavy machine guns, field artillery, ammunition, and food, were all pulled by horses, and they just needed to move forward with light equipment.

The leader Alexander, sitting in a convertible Gas off-road vehicle, his body shaking with the car, his eyes staring on the spreading map.

At the current speed of advancement, they will be able to arrive in Grodno tonight, but Alexander is always a little uneasy in his heart.

Now, he didn't know what troops there were nearby. He knew nothing except the tank regiment in front of him, even the tank regiment. It was only after he saw the traces of the tracks on the ground that he sent someone to contact him.

Now, what is the situation nearby? No one told him that he had just received orders to go to Grodno to defend and fight back, but this feeling of dark eyes made him feel uncomfortable.

Will the Germans appear nearby?
Chapter completed!