Chapter 522 The tank that cannot be started (two-in-one update)

Under the night sky that was lit up by flares from time to time, the three Weiran men, wearing blankets filled with mud, carefully approached the lying T34 tank.

Picking up the kettle neatly placed on the hatch of the driver's seat and unscrewing it, Roman raised his neck and took a sip of water with a hint of vodka. Then he leaned on the muddy tracks and whispered, "I He has already guessed that we are here."

"He is so awesome"

Vajm admired in a low voice, then asked curiously, "But why?"

"I'm afraid the political commissar has encountered this situation more than once."

Roman responded to the other party's doubts that he had not yet fully asked, and then said, "Okay, don't waste it. It’s time, we should find some usable parts.”

“I’m going to get the wrench”

After Vajim finished, he walked around to the side of the tank and walked from the general. I took out all the useful things in the tool box. Wei Ran picked up the kerosene lighter specially left by Political Commissar Trosha.

Under the leadership of Vajim, the three of them quietly touched the side of another T34 dozens of meters away under the brief light of the flares that flew up from time to time.

"That's it,"

Vajim whispered, "The side of its turret was penetrated, but fortunately it didn't explode, so we should be able to find something that can be used. "

"I'll remove the road wheels and tracks." Roman walked around to the front of the tank as he spoke.

"Victor, come here and help me." Vajim called to Wei Ran and walked around to the back of the tank, then climbed up with his waist down.

"What do you need me to do?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.

Vadjim took off the blanket that served as a cloak and pointed around, "Cover me up with a blanket later. If there is any light leakage, remember to cover it. In addition, go to the tank and see if there is any light leakage." Radio parts. Also, the Germans may have planted bombs." As he spoke, Vajim took off a small "tank key" from his belt, along with the blanket he was wearing. Passed it to Wei Ran.

This so-called tank key is more like a universal wrench for opening hatch covers. Although most of the time, whether in combat or marching, tank crews do not lock the hatch from the inside to facilitate escape.

The hatch of this tank was undoubtedly locked by the Soviet Red Army soldiers who took advantage of the darkness to clean the battlefield.

Taking the wrench and blanket from Vajim, Wei Ran waited for the former to gently lift the grille and lay his upper body on it, then immediately covered him tightly.

After waiting for a moment, Vajim, who was hiding under the blanket, first fumbled around with his hands, then took out a German military box flashlight tied with a leather cord from his collar and held it with his hands. The lamp socket, then turned on the power and took a quick look.

In less than two seconds, Vajim immediately extinguished the flashlight and started disassembling the necessary parts with a wrench.

While in the mud blanketOutside, Wei Ran also carefully walked around to the front of the tank and carefully opened the locked driver's hatch.

Looking back and looking around, Wei Ran leaned his upper body into the hatch and also covered his body with his blanket before taking the risk and lighting the lighter.

With just one glance, he frowned. The situation here was tragic. Wherever he looked, traces of blood spatters and torn tank uniforms could be seen everywhere. The debris, as for the crew members inside, had been taken away.

Turning his head and looking at the position of the electromechanical man, Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh. This tank had no electromechanical man at all, and it was not equipped with a radio. But where the electromechanical man was, there was the body of a half-grown dog curled up.

A brave badge dyed dark red with blood was hung around the dog's neck by its previous owners. There was even an unknown yellow wild flower placed on top of its tiny head by Soviet soldiers cleaning up the battlefield.

"You are also a brave electromechanical worker"

Wei Ran reached out from his pocket and took out a small piece of uneaten bread, and gently placed it on his ear and nostril. Next to the puppy with residual blood stains, he quietly extinguished the lighter, retracted his upper body, and re-locked the hatch cover that smelled of blood.

"Let's remove the road wheels," Roman, who had just been disassembling the spare track at the front of the car, said softly.

Wei Ran nodded silently in response. Wei Ran took the wrench handed to him, walked around to the side of the tank, and carefully disassembled the road wheel that also had its tracks detached.

"I'll send the track back first," Roman greeted in a low voice, then used a rope to pull the removed track plate and walked back.

When he came back, Weiran had already unscrewed all the bolts on a road wheel. With the cooperation of the two, the road wheel, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was pinned down by two crowbars wrapped in cloth strips, and fell heavily onto the blanket that had been laid out in advance.

"How much longer?" After finishing his work, Roman approached Vajim and asked through the mud-covered blanket.

"It will be ready soon."

Vadjim's response seemed a little dull, but then he turned off the flashlight, lifted the blanket and handed out a long cylinder head and a few metal lines that were still dripping with oil and some greasy parts.

After a moment of waiting, Vajim removed a few more screws and threw them into the cylinder head held by Roman. Then he whispered, "These are enough. Let's go back quickly."

Roman handed the cylinder head to Vajim, "You go back with this, Victor and I are responsible for the road wheels."

"We still have a problem."

Vadjim took the cylinder head filled with parts and held it in his arms. While Weiran and Roman were trying to drag the road wheels with blankets, he continued to whisper, "After we repair the engine, There is no chance to test start at all. We have to wait until the battle starts tomorrow.Otherwise, in such a dark sky, even if we want to drive back, we may be regarded as Germans. You don’t need me to know the consequences then. "

"Then wait until tomorrow" Roman made the decision without thinking.

Hearing this, Vajim nodded, turned to Wei Ran and whispered, "Wei Ran. Ke Duo, is the firing pin still there?"

"Yes." Wei Ran quickly took out the firing pin from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"I will install the firing pin later. , the road wheels are left to you. "

Vajim said, having tied the firing pin to the leather rope used to hang the flashlight around his neck.

"Be careful yourself"

When they exhausted all their strength, they also sent the road wheel back. By the time, Vajim was already lying next to the open engine grille, covering himself with a dirty blanket and starting to work.

After taking a breath, Roman pointed at the tank and whispered, "Vic. Do you still have the candle end? Bring it over and bring a blanket over. ”

“Right away”

Wei Ran wiped the mud and sweat from the corner of his eyes, and immediately got into the tank along the hatch of the driver’s seat at the front of the vehicle. With the dim light of the lighter here, I successfully found the candle end, which was only as long as a finger.

Finally, I took an extra blanket and returned to Roman. The two of them worked together to hang the blanket full of mud. Use it to enclose a small space next to the road wheel that needs to be replaced and light the candle head.

With this only light, it can attract fatal bullets or even artillery shells to them at any time. The two worked hard and finally rotated the weight they had worked hard on.

When Wei Ran and Roman tightened the last screw, Vajim had just finished the work.

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"Now we just have to put the tracks on"

Roman blew out the candles and leaned on the newly replaced road wheels to take a breath, "This is also the most dangerous part. . "

"Wrap the hammer with a blanket," Vajim suggested. "That way the sound may be quieter. "

"You can also put a shoe on the track pin." Roman pointed to the wreckage of the No. 3 tank not far away. "There must be a shoe in there. Wait for me to find one and bring it back." "

"I'll go"

Wei Ran handed the wrench and the submachine gun on his back to Roman, wiped the mud on his hands randomly, and then stood up holding on to the tracks. .

Following the smell of blood, he carefully climbed into the turret, closed the hatch cover above his head, and then took out the bullet casing lighter left by the political commissar Trosha and lit it.

With the help of the small yellow flames, he could see clearly for the first time the inside of the tank that he had captured with a submachine gun.

The five crew members had not been removed. Without exception, they were all killed by sand submachine gun fire.At this time, each of them had half a piece of soldier card in their mouths. Not only were there signs of turning around, but even the car radio was smashed.

He could even tell from the weird sitting postures of the corpses of two of the members that there might be something under their butts that would explode when touched.

There is no doubt that just like the German soldiers who buried grenades near the escape hatch of their tanks, this small trick was most likely arranged by the Trosha political commissar.

"When I was alive, I worked for Mustache, but when I die, I have to work for the Soviet Union, which is also a pain for you."

Wei Ran sighed as if he was mentally ill, and then said this Only then did he carefully take off a boot from the foot of a corpse.

What surprised him was that with a soft "clang" sound, a metal cigarette case with an eagle emblem also fell from the boot to the floor.

Reaching out to pick up the cigarette box, Wei Ran opened it and found that in addition to a few cigarettes and a few gold rings from unknown sources, there was also a piece of paper stuck to the cover. Zhang is a rare color photo in this era.

With the small flame of the lighter, he could clearly see that in the photo was a young girl wearing a skirt. Behind the girl, he could also see a large barn and several cows.

"Another beautiful little widow"

Wei Ran muttered again, bent down and placed the cigarette case and its contents on the chest of the German soldier , and then he extinguished the already hot simple lighter, and climbed out of the turret with his smelly boots in one hand.

Taking the boots from Wei Ran, Roman pointed in the direction of the German position, "Victor, keep an eye on the surrounding situation. We may make some noise later."

"Leave it to me"

Weiran stepped directly from the wreckage of the Panzer III tank onto the chassis of the T34 tank, then pressed his body close to the turret, with his back to Roman and the two of them. He picked up the telescope he took out of the metal book.

Behind him, Vajim found a German belt that he didn’t know where it came from and passed it through both ends of the broken track. Then he tightened it with a winch, shortening the two tracks bit by bit. distance between.

After a moment, Roman pushed the track pin he had been holding into the link hole on the track from the outside in in the completely opposite direction.

Immediately afterwards, Vajim also placed the boots that Weiran had found on the pin, and Roman also raised the hammer wrapped in cloth and waited patiently.

Almost at the same time as the flares fired from the Soviet position rose into the air, the hammer in his hand also hit the upper of his boots.

"咚"

After a not obvious knocking sound, the mud-covered pin also went in for a short section.

After waiting quietly for a moment, and seeing no movement around him, Roman patiently waited for the flare above his head to fall, and then waited for the moment when the second flare rose, then slightly increased the intensity.With all his strength, he hit the track pin padding the sole of his boot for the second time. Gu Lin

With such a slow and heart-wrenching knocking sound, the slender track pin was finally completely smashed in.

"Victor, come down" Roman shouted in a low voice.

“It’s done?” Wei Ran quickly put away the binoculars and jumped off the tank and asked.

"Only the last two jobs left"

"The first thing is to find an opportunity to see if it can be launched"

Roman kicked the track and continued, "The pin is driven in in the opposite direction. After it is successfully activated, it has to go forward a certain distance, and then the pin is driven in again from the inside out. Otherwise, the track will fall off before it can be driven very far."

"As long as it can be activated, these tasks will not take long."

Vadjim pointed to the turret, "Should we hide inside the tank, or should we hide under the German assault gun? ""

"Is there any movement around?" Roman asked Wei Ran in a low voice.

"Nothing happened." Wei Ran shook his head, "Except for the free flares."

"Then let's go to the tank." Before he finished speaking, Roman was about to go to the tank. climb.

"Wait a minute" Vajim reached out and held Roman.

"What's wrong?" Roman asked in a low voice.

"If"

Vajim glanced at Weiran and Roman under the flares raised from the Soviet position, "If our tanks cannot be started by then, let me How about being a loader? I have been driving a tank for so long, but I have never loaded a shell with my own hands. This may be the last time we drive this tank to fight."

Roman and Wei. Ran looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, nodded as the flare slowly fell, and said solemnly, "If this tank cannot start, you will be the loader."

"Thank you. Vajim finished, then let go of Roman's muddy shoulders.

"Tankers don't need to thank you, that's unnecessary nonsense." Roman smiled and said what the previous loader Agafond often said.

"No thank you. When we defeat Kharkov, I'll treat you to a drink of vodka, including Agafond's share." Vajim also made a promise with a smile.

"We're waiting for your vodka"

After that, Wei Ran, who had given up his position as loader, had already walked around to the front of the tank and got in through the open hatch of the driver's seat. , while not forgetting to take away the pack of cigarettes left by Trosha and the three kettles next to them.

Amidst the tiny knocking sounds, the three people got into the tank and carefully closed and locked the hatch. Then they moved up the five armor-piercing bullets that had been thrown down the escape hatch one by one and wiped them. Cleaned up the mud above.

"Try the German canned food"

After everyone blocked the observation holes that might transmit light with cloth strips, Roman also took out the few remaining cans from his pocket. Light the candle head five centimeters high,Then he took out three German cans from the canvas pocket beside him.

"It's a pity that there is no more wine"

Vajim took a sip of the fresh water left by Trosha, smacking his mouth and looking for the faint taste of vodka in the water.

"I still have a few sips here, take it and drink it." Wei Ran took out the wine bottle and handed it to Roman behind him, and took the German canned food from the other side.

“Keep it,” Vajim refused first, “and drink it before the battle begins.”

“You must keep it until the battle begins.”

"You are the commander, you can fight us as you please." Vajim said without even thinking.

"Then there must be a plan."

Roman whispered, "If our tank can start, Vajim, you will be the one to drive the tank. Try to choose the one we have." The tank goes around the side."

"Understood"

Vajim used his bayonet to pry open the can and said nonchalantly, "Isn't that what you say in every battle plan? Just remember it."

"This time is different."

Roman took a sip of the soup in the can and continued, looking at the flickering candlelight on the breech block. If our tank can't start, we will have one more person." Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran and Vajim both looked over.

Roman smiled, picked up a piece of chicken from the can with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely, "If our tank cannot start, we will have one more person." "

Before he finished speaking, Vajim immediately said, "You have just agreed to let me be the loader. Let Victor go back then."

"We will return. We need someone hiding outside the tank."

Roman suddenly raised his head, "If our tank can't move, if the Germans rush over, we need someone outside to protect us and give us as many lives as possible. Fire a few shells."

Hearing this, Vajim fell silent. If the tank really couldn't start, it would be just as dangerous inside or outside the tank. It’s just a matter of who dies first and who dies last.

"Victor, I want to be a loader." Vajim looked at Wei Ran. In the flickering candlelight, an obvious look of prayer could be seen on his mud-covered face.

"Okay" Wei Ran nodded simply after a moment of silence.

"Then it's decided"

Roman lowered his head, "If the tank can start tomorrow, Victor will be the loader. If it can't start, Victor, you will Hide in the wreckage of the German assault gun to cover us, and make sure the Germans don't throw grenades into the tank."

"If our tank is destroyed, you.Just run away. " Vajim added, reaching out to touch the breech block, and finally sighed hesitantly, pinched a piece of meat from the open can and threw it into his mouth.

"When you're full, Rest." Roman put down the empty cans, "I'll be on guard. "

"Let me do it." Wei Ran pointed to the cockpit cover, "I have a better view here. "

"You can wake me up if you're sleepy." After Roman finished, he blew out the candle end that was about to burn out.

Falling into the darkness of the tank, Vajim ate in silence. With the food in his hand, Wei Ran also carefully opened the newly locked hatch, using the flares that flew up from time to time outside, to vigilantly observe the movements around him

In this unquiet night. , time passed slowly by the minute, and the flares fired from time to time by both sides gradually stopped.

I don’t know when it started, but a dense drizzle began to fall in the night sky, and the cool raindrops hit my face. It also made the somewhat sleepy Wei Ran wake up a little.

He stretched out his upper body and glanced at the morning glow on the eastern horizon. Wei Ran yawned and got out of the tank lightly. , pointed at the wreckage of the No. 3 assault gun and untied his belt.

However, before he finished urinating, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. After listening for a moment, Wei Ran immediately realized. He tightened his belt and raised his binoculars in the direction of the Soviet position behind him.

With just one glance, he found that all the tanks in his field of vision were T34 tanks with no infantry following them.

"Roman Vajim"

At this time, Wei Ran no longer cared whether shouting would attract the attention of the Germans, and even picked up a crowbar and hit the thick The armor plate, "Try to start the tank quickly"

"What's wrong?" Roman was the first to push open the hatch cover above his head, and then he heard the roar of the engine behind him from the direction of the Soviet army. .

"Vadjim starts the tank"

Almost at the same time that Roman shouted this, the sound of rumbling artillery fire came from the German position on the opposite side

"Hurry up" Wei Ran shouted with a hammer, followed by Roman jumping down with two tank pins, waiting to complete the final repair work on the tracks.

"I'm here. Started!" Vajim pressed the starter switch and shouted anxiously.

However, in addition to the asthma-like roar of the starter and the gurgling black smoke constantly coming out of the rear of the car, the The negative response of the tank engine, which they had high hopes for, made their hearts grow colder and colder

"Boom"

Amidst the dull sound of artillery, the tanks coming from the Soviet position had already Fire started, which also indicated that the distance between the two sides was within 500 meters. But for the three people trapped in the center of the battlefield, the German tanks were probably not even 200 meters away from them

"Can it still be started?" Roman, who was covered in mud, asked in a loud voice.

"I'm already working hard," said Vajim.While responding to the sound, he didn't release the start switch at all.

"It's too late"

Roman jumped from the wreckage of the assault gun onto the T34 that was trying to start up, threw away the track pin in his hand and asked, "Vadjim, what do you want to do? Loader?"

After trying to start the engine for the last time, Vajim turned around and moved to the loader's position, while shouting loudly, "Victor, there are two bombs under my feet. "Drum"

"Victor"

Roman, who had already climbed into the turret, pointed to the left side of the front of the car, "This direction is our only shooting range, and the other directions are interchangeable." Here it is, don’t let the German soldiers touch it.”

Wei Ran gritted his teeth and responded loudly, “Don’t worry, leave it to me.”

“If we are destroyed. , you run back immediately." Before Roman could finish his words, he had already closed the hatch above his head with a clang.

Looking left and right, Weiran ran to the hatch of the driver's seat and took out the two drums that Vajim just mentioned. After closing the hatch, he bent down and hid behind the assault gun. In the shadow of the front of the car, a bundle of German grenades was pulled out from the mud under the chassis.

It’s funny, this is the only individual weapon that can be considered a threat to German tanks. It was buried under the tank by the Germans who were cleaning the battlefield last night, and he dug it out with his own hands.

A moment later, the T34 tank turret, with only Roman and Vajim included, was slowly turning towards the left side of the front of the vehicle, turning into an immovable artillery position, shrouded in gunpowder smoke. At dawn, anxiously waiting for the prey to be delivered to the door.

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