It's better to conquer them than to command the steel torrent

Chapter 161 | The Protection of Causality!

After ramming the armored vehicle, the T-34 braked and slightly rotated its turret to the left, aiming at the only remaining Type 32 medium tank at the three-way intersection.

"Duang—"

The latter's 47mm capped armor-piercing shell hit the upper part of the T-34's turret, immediately ricocheted off, and was then destroyed by a single shot.

This was the first time Shank had witnessed the enemy's tanks swaggering about at such close range. The tanks kept firing their cannons, and the bullets fired by the Hungarian soldiers could only send sparks flying when they hit the tanks.

"A large number of enemies are charging in!"

"Take down this damn tank!"

"retreat!"

"No! Run across the intersection!"

"What should we do?!"

The officers shouted anxiously, some of their orders contradicting each other. Command and coordination were difficult enough in the darkness, let alone in such a sudden encounter.

The T-34 scatters the Hungarian soldiers crossing the crossroads. The combat team aboard the T-34 consists of six or seven men, all carrying PPD submachine guns or SVT-38 semi-automatic rifles. They move and fire at their surroundings, and among them are two female warrant officers who are particularly formidable.

Several T-26 tanks and over a hundred Imperial Russian infantrymen gradually approached, and hundreds of 7.62mm machine gun rounds rained down, suppressing everyone and leaving them in a dilemma.

Shank had minor abrasions on his knees and elbows, but thankfully they weren't serious.

He rushed to the overturned armored vehicle and tried to pull Reka, who was disoriented from the fall, out of the vehicle.

"Thank you... Colonel... I'm alright!"

Amidst the hail of bullets, several nearby soldiers tried to help, but they were all taken down by bullets one after another.

Small groups of Hungarian soldiers fought individually, engaging in fierce firefights with the larger enemy force.

As Shank grabbed Reika's hand and pulled her away, two enemies threw a grenade at them and then rushed towards them.

Having dodged the explosion, Shank used all his strength to drag Reka out, then picked up his semi-automatic shotgun and fired with unwavering faith from behind the overturned armored vehicle.

Another lemon grenade rolled over and exploded with a bang!
"Damn it, they're trying to blow me up again!" Shang Ke felt a buzzing in his ears, and when he came to his senses, he immediately leaned out and fired.

Several steel balls shot out from the muzzle of the shotgun, and an enemy screamed and fell to the ground.

The armored vehicle driver also opened the hatch, leaned out, and fired his pistol at the enemy repeatedly. Reka also drew her own pistol and fired.

But several bullets flying from the darkness took them down almost simultaneously. The pilot was shot in the head and slumped limply on the hatch, while Reika's left hand was also pierced by a bullet, blood gushing out.

Shank only saw a lithe figure rushing towards him in three steps—it was a Russian female warrant officer!

In a flash, she rolled to dodge the steel pellets fired by Shang Ke, then, holding her submachine gun, circled around to the armored vehicle and fired a burst of bullets, killing Reika who was clutching her wound. She then turned her gun on Shang Ke.

Damn it! We're doomed!
Shang Ke's eyes widened.

The female warrant officer aimed at him and pulled the trigger, but the bullet failed to fire; it simply misfired!
In an instant, the thought of 'I am doomed' vanished, and Shank fired the last shot from his Browning semi-automatic shotgun at her.

The female warrant officer dropped her submachine gun, dodged, and then drew her dagger and rushed in front of Shank.

In a moment of desperation, Shank also dropped his shotgun and prepared to draw his pistol, but before he could react, the other party lunged at him!

To be honest, even a strong man would have a hard time defeating a fourth-type warrior in a one-on-one hand-to-hand combat, mainly because the opponent's reaction speed is just too fast, like an eel.

"Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, two gunshots rang out. The Russian female warrant officer, who was holding a knife and preparing to stab Mr. Shang to death, looked on in astonishment and staggered to the ground.

Emilia, whose head and arms were still wrapped in bandages, put down her Bergman submachine gun and rushed over. At the same time, she casually fired three short bursts, killing the struggling Ivanros girl.

"Colonel! Are you alright?!" "Holy crap..."

Even if Mr. Shang is usually very calm, he really couldn't keep his composure in this situation.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and put the pistol he had just pulled out back into its holster.

He glanced deeply at Reka's body, not having time for a moment of lamentation, and quickly picked up the shotgun to reload.

May you rest in peace in the capital of your motherland! A girl devoted to her duty.

In just two or three minutes, the battle had turned into a one-sided affair—enemy tanks were firing indiscriminately, and large numbers of infantry were rushing to reinforce the enemy.

The one or two hundred people who didn't manage to get past the three-way intersection will probably have to break out separately, and their chances of survival are slim.

"Colonel, there are too many enemies. We have to get out of here!"

"Okay, let's get off the street first, let's go!"

With bullets flying and the situation so urgent that there was no time for hesitation, Shank picked up the Mannlicher short-barreled carbine as he passed the body of a Hungarian military policeman, and also took the first-aid kit.

A few enemies noticed them and fired a few shots, but missed.

The small battlefield had turned into complete chaos!

"The Huns are trying to escape!"

"give up!"

"Shoot them all if they don't surrender!"

In the hazy darkness beneath the blizzard, scattered groups of Hungarian soldiers fought their own battles, while the Imperial Russian soldiers paid little attention to the two men fleeing the streets…

A quarter of an hour later.

The rapid, dense gunfire gradually subsided, leaving only sporadic exchanges of fire.

Shank and Emilia quietly hid in the ruins of a general store east of the Lenk district.

The latter whispered, "The battle should be over."

"The enemy's reaction speed was about as expected. It's a pity that tank ruined my plans, but most of the people made it across the intersection, so it's not too bad." Shang Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

Those damned T-34s! They're so arrogant! From now on, we must feed those Russians a good meal with APCBC and HEAT!

If it weren't for that T-34 that appeared out of nowhere charging ahead and disrupting the battle formation, destroying several of our own tanks, then according to the breakout plan, everyone could have successfully crossed the intersection and escaped, because the T-26 was not as good as the Type 32, and the enemy reinforcements would have been temporarily blocked.

Actually, he still felt a little regretful and couldn't quite let it go.

But you haven't broken out, so you're still trapped in enemy-occupied territory, aren't you?

Emilia silently criticized Shang's optimism in her mind.

“The bandage is loose, re-bandage it, I’ll keep watch.” Shang Ke pointed to the bandage on her head and handed her the first-aid kit he had grabbed earlier.

"Thank you, Colonel." As she changed the bandages on her forehead and left arm, she looked worriedly at the heavy snow outside and said, "The enemy may come to clear out this area. We'd better find another place."

"Let's go, but be careful. The enemy's special forces might be able to sense our presence."

"But...we cannot cover it up."

Shang Ke looked around and pointed to the ground, saying, "Let's go underground and make their search more difficult. If they find it troublesome, they might give up the search."

(End of this chapter)