The Third Reich: I Became Emperor

""Awesome, so awesome, there is such a powerful weapon." A German soldier said excitedly when he saw this scene.

"If we had equipped this weapon earlier, we would not have been beaten by the Russian tanks without any chance to fight back."

"This is awesome! It's much better than Iron Fist."

"Iron Fist is trash in front of it"

"I wonder how many of them can be equipped."

Looking at the power of the bazooka, a group of German soldiers shouted excitedly, and even the German captain who had doubted it before was now excited.

"That's amazing! How many bazookas are there here?" the captain asked hurriedly.

"There are only 500 weapons and almost 3,000 rounds of ammunition. We have to use them sparingly. It is not easy to transport them to the front line. There are attacks from the Russian Air Force everywhere. What bad luck." The logistics officer in charge of the escort sighed.

You know, in order to transport this batch of weapons to the front line, their logistics officers and soldiers also took great pains, and finally delivered this batch of weapons to the front line safely.

Although the overall air supremacy on the Eastern Front was in the hands of the German army, the air supremacy of the logistics supply line was in a state of competition between the two sides, and the outcome was not completely determined.

Often, not long after their logistics convoy set off, there would be attacks from the Russian fighter planes in the sky, but due to the small number of German fighter planes, they could not completely solve the problem of the Russian fighter planes, and there were often fighter planes coming to attack their logistics convoys.

"Five hundred are too few. On average, there are only one or two bazookas per squad. The ammunition is also limited, and there are too many tanks on the opposite side of the enemy."The captain complained.

Upon hearing this, the escorting logistics officer said helplessly:"It's not a small number. This is considering that you are on the front line. Otherwise, there are at most two hundred. Many troops are scrambling for such powerful weapons. There are almost three million troops on the entire Eastern Front, and there are only 100,000 bazookas. Just think about how many each unit can get."

After hearing his explanation, the captain stopped hesitating and immediately sent people to learn how to operate it.

This thing is actually very simple, especially since many people have operated the Iron Fist rocket launcher. Facing the bazooka rocket launcher, they quickly figured out the shooting routine

"With these rocket launchers, I have great confidence in holding the defense line next time."The officers and soldiers of the 5th Infantry Division assigned to the bazooka rocket launcher said with a smile.

In the past, they could only use the iron fist when the enemy tanks approached a distance of 50 meters. Even more often, without the iron fist, they could only rely on people holding anti-tank grenades and rushing under the tanks, often at a huge cost, to destroy a tank.

But now it is different. With the bazooka rocket launcher, the combat effectiveness of the 5th Infantry Division has been greatly improved. Countless armor-piercing shells with flames hit the charging T-34 tanks. For a time, the armored forces of the bear suffered heavy losses.

"Damn it, why was the attack interrupted?"Lieutenant General Rebalko shouted angrily.

""Commander, the Germans have a single-soldier anti-tank weapon that can easily penetrate our tanks." The combat staff officer who came to report explained

""An individual anti-tank weapon?" Lieutenant General Rebalko asked in confusion.

His armored unit was destroyed by Katyusha rocket launchers last time, so he didn't know about the bazooka.

In addition, everyone who had seen it was killed, and the German army had a strict confidentiality system, so the Russians didn't know about this weapon. Even if they knew, they thought it was an enhanced version of the Panzerfaust.

"Yes, it's very powerful. With the tail fins, one shell can destroy our tank."The operations staff said helplessly.

Hearing this, Lieutenant General Rebalko frowned. He didn't expect the German army on the other side to be so difficult.

"Notify the Air Force and have them send these damn Germans to hell."Lieutenant General Rebalko roared angrily.

Soon, hundreds of Russian fighter planes flew over the battle area, dropping bombs one after another on the German positions, and conducting a full-scale carpet bombing of the entire German position.

For a moment, the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into hell, with smoke everywhere.

"Hehehe, it feels so good. It feels so good to be without German fighter planes intercepting us. Now we can bomb them as much as we want and let these bastards have a taste of being slaughtered. Hahaha, it feels so good."A Russian pilot driving an Il-2 attack plane said with a laugh.

"Yes, it was really cool, but I was slow just now and an anti-aircraft gun position was taken away."The wingman next to him also echoed

"Don't worry, the German troops below are all ours, no one can take them away today"

"That's right, but aren't you afraid that you won't be able to take in so many German troops?" The wingman also said jokingly.

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, there are no German fighter planes. What is there to be afraid of? In our eyes, they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered. We will kill as many as we can."

As soon as the words fell, a J-5 fighter took the lead and hit an Il-2 attack aircraft with a few machine guns, which instantly exploded.

"Damn, it's a German fighter plane"

"Avoid quickly!"

"Oh my god, it's too fast."

"It's a jet fighter, run."

Unfortunately, in front of the J-5, the Il-2 attack aircraft was nothing but dregs, unable to even last a round and directly destroyed by machine gun bullets.

Some were even swept apart in mid-air, and the Russian pilots didn't even have a chance to jump.

"Too fast, can't outrun, counterattack, counterattack quickly"

"Don't run away, you can't escape, fight back quickly"

"Damn it, I can't catch up"

"The machine gun bullets are too weak, and there is no reaction when they hit."

Hartman was driving the J-5 jet fighter, and at this moment he had only one thought, that is, it was great.

There was no plane that could catch up with him. The bullets hit the J-5, leaving only a trace of bullet marks, without any damage.

""Great! We must get 100 fighters today." Hartmann roared, and rushed into the Russian fighter formation like a silver arrow.

The 37mm machine gun hit the Il-2 attack aircraft, and there was no way to survive except being shot down.

"terrible"

"Is this our air force? So powerful?"

"I saw that the fighter planes of the Russian bear were shot down like dumplings."

"so amazing"

"Too bad they showed up too late."

"Hahaha, that's great."

The Fifth Infantry Division, which was suffering from the bombing on the ground, saw their fighter planes appear and talked excitedly, but their excitement was soon interrupted because the opposite side's bear tank group appeared again and continued to charge towards the position.

"Prepare to fight, rocket launchers ready."

In the sky, with the arrival of a large number of J-5 fighters, the Russian fighters finally collapsed and began to retreat. Unfortunately, facing the J-5 fighters with a speed of more than 1,000 kilometers per hour, they could only be slaughtered and could not even retreat.

"Hartmann shot down dozens more fighter planes. The total number of planes shot down must be over 300, right? He is simply a devil."

"There should be. It is said that he has now made a plan for himself to shoot down a thousand enemy planes."

"It is said that the Supreme Command ordered that whoever shot down 500 fighter planes first would be awarded the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Diamonds, Oak Leaves and Swords."

"My God, this is the highest honor!"

"Is this specially made for Hartmann?"

"The key is that he is still so young"

"We have to work hard too."