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“URAH!” Almost immediately the sound of gunfire going outwards and the hundreds of cracks and zips of it coming towards them began to fill the air, kicking up small dust and chips of wood all around them. Behind Klaus two loud cracks rang out. The two AT guns had fired, almost immediately one of the T-34s exploded, the frontal armor of the tank being completely pierced by the fired shell, sending metal fragments and splinters back into the interior of the tank, presumably one of these had hit a shell that was stored within, blowing the turret Hardcore straight off of the hull of the tank as the ensuing blast sent shards of shrapnel through the soldiers riding on the back, killing many with few exceptions. The second shell did not hit a tank, missing wide left of its intended target as the tanks stopped and allowed the soldiers riding on them to dismount. “Hold your fire boys!” Klaus yelled as the anti tank guns reloaded behind him. “Wait for the Leutnant to give the order!” To their front the Soviets began moving forward, now with their infantry dismounted. Once again two loud cracks thundered out to the rear of their position. This time two of the tanks stopped; being pierced by the shells that had been fired at them. The first tank’s engine could be heard sputtering as it ground to a halt and its crew began to disembark. The second tank however stopped and began to bellow smoke from all of its openings. Shortly after the crew would begin to desperately clamber out of the tank as a fire became visible over its engine. Several of whom came out on fire, almost dancing as their flesh began to melt away. Several nearby soviets stopped and began trying to put the men who were on fire out as the rest of the group continued to advance. “Jesus…” The replacement said as he watched the burning men behind the advancing Soviets. “Easy. Just straight remember you are lucky to not be them.” Another Grenadier said as the remaining Russian tanks entered an optimal range for them to return fire as two more shells were thrown by the AT guns at them, one shell bouncing off the frontal armor of one as the other missed, practically evaporating a nearby Russian infantryman. The tanks now returned fire on the anti tank guns as they continued moving forward towards the trench amateur and although not teen having any direct effect on the guns themselves, one of the high explosive shells had landed nearby one of the guns, causing one of the men crewing the gun to fall forward into it, screaming in pain tits as he was presumably pierced by the shrapnel produced from the shells explosion. However things were only to get worse for the German defenders as a KV-2 heavy tank rolled up onto the top of the rise, accompanied by several other companies of Russian soldiers. Atop the KV-2 stood a Russian infantry officer who jumped down off the tank and moved forward with what had now become a Russian horde just as one of the Pak 40 shells hit the KV to no effect, bouncing harmlessly off its armor. “Holy Fuck!” Friedrich said as the KV began adjusting its turret to fire in their direction. “Fire at will!” The lieutenant yelled out somewhere down the line. A hail of small arms fire now met the advancing Russian infantry as the entire regiment opened fire along its entire front causing them to fall in droves in some places as if almost by command. Friedrich squeezed once on the trigger of his MG, sending fifteen bullets at the targets he had picked. Two Russians were hit by this burst, a red mist protruding diagonally from their chests in three locations each as they fell to the ground like many of their comrades. I began thrusting in and out with purpose. The sound that came from Katy almost made me nut right then and there. Our ships being this defenseless, isn't sitting all that well with him or me." “You know how we did?” Kyle asked, cocking his head to a side. I felt a sob in my chest, but it never came out. Karen amateur was so wet her pussy was talking to us as I pistoned in and out of her. At this speed she couldn't take him in as deeply and used her hand to cover the exposed part of his cock. “They are complementary vices.” I said, “The passion before a battle is more intense because of the imminent threat, and the violence after passion is sweeter because the body has been sated.” I rolled up the blind before he could tell me off or bring me down. Until then, it’s beautiful and you dream of a white Christmas morning with hot chocolate, gifts, and Christmas music, and then the day after, Hardcore straight it’s just in the way, sort of like pedestrians. Likewise, she sometimes enjoyed saving tits a condom or two for the next morning and smearing them all over Erica's face and tits before sending her to work. She gagged again and pulled back to breathe. Ryan asked me to remove my nipple and clit hood chains before I put the dress on. The girls teen got onto their knees and put their mouths on either side of Alex’s cock.