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[b]Character:[/b] Hauptmann Moritz Greiter
[b]Location:[/b] South West of Choroszcz 
[b]With:[/b] [@DiZL ReloadeD][@Kurai Assassin][@MrMinerGuy142][@Errant Son][@Zetsuko]

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Moritz grimaced as Rudolf's mechanised infantry made their attack on the farm - and came face to face with dogged Russian resistance.[color=fff200] Leutnant Jager's mortars had dropped smoke shells all over the area, masking the furious close-quaters melee as it began to escalate. The infantry would be on their own for now, and would need to rely on their superior skill at arms to prevail against the Russians guarding the farm. [/color]

Unfortunately, good German men, young men with otherwise bright futures, would die. War was never without casualties. Moritz could only hope that Rudolph could break the defenders quickly, with minimal losses. 

On the plus side, [color=fff200]the anti-tank fire had ceased, and now the way was clear for Moritz to launch his much anticipated attack. He intended to drive a path through the fields, and into the town, before allowing the panzergrenadiers to catch him up for the final assault.[/color] 

[color=fff200]"Oberleutnant Adalhard," Moritz spoke into his radio piece, but looked across the way at the Oberleutnant's Panzer IV as if addressing him directly. For a moment, he envied the man - the Panzer IV was a superior vehicle, but it was short in supply. "Deploy on the southern flank, follow me at a crawl, and watch out for enemy armour. If anything comes at us, I want it lit up before it can get around my flank. Do not advance into the town, though, no matter what happens."[/color]

The Panzers flared to life, [color=fff200]unable to shoot any more salvoes towards the barn without risking friendly casualties[/color]. Their petrol engines roared and rumbled, and soon they were embarking on a modest jog in the direction of the town. The smoke-choked battle for the barn raged on their left, and with Oberleutnant Adalhard on their right, [color=fff200]the Panzer Platoon would follow a clear channel through the middle of the AO. [/color]

Moritz dared to open his hatch, for a better view of things. The battle was under way now, [color=fff200]and an explosive chorus of small arms fire was breaking out across the entire front[/color]. A bullet snapped against his turret, and he ducked back down for a few seconds, before trying his luck again. 

The town ahead was [color=fff200]partially obscured by a thin wall of trees and bushes[/color], but Moritz could clearly see the array of muzzle flashes pulsing from every window and door of the houses directly in-front. [color=fff200]The Russians were in a panic, and were firing at anything and everything - paying little regard for the effectiveness of their weapons at such ranges. [/color]

"Platoon, chamber two rounds of H.E at them," Moritz said, and thirty seconds later, the four panzers burped a volley towards the houses. Firing ceased from the Russian side briefly, but soon picked up its pace again. "Oberleutnant Adalhard, add your StuGs to this-"
 
Moritz was cut off as [color=fff200]something exploded to his left, sending a wave of heat washing over him, and the sickly smell of burning oil[/color] - and something worse. He looked over, half in a daze, and saw that Weinstein's panzer had been reduced to a flaming wreck. It didn't take the Hauptmann long to find out what had happened. 

[color=fff200]An whole platoon of T-26's - Russian tanks, with 45mm guns - burst from the trees in front of the houses.[/color] They'd obviously been well hidden in the foliage, and had remained so until their commander decided it time to strike. They surged forwards, firing at the panzers; most shots went wide, and the rest proved ineffective. [color=fff200]The 45mm was capable of putting down a Panzer III, but it took some skill to hit the right part of their armour, and these Russian tankers were mere children compared to the likes of Moritz. [/color]

"All, load AT and engage at will," Moritz said, clambering back down the hatch just as a spatter of bullets slammed against it. He fumbled for his radio. [color=fff200]"Oberleutnant Adalhard, load AT and assist us with the enemy armour!"[/color] He then changed the frequency to the company's support weapons platoon. [color=fff200]"Jager, start dropping H.E onto the town. I want those Russian dogs staying in cover whilst we deal with their armour. Bring your machine gun teams up, deploy them in line with our tanks and start hammering anything that moves. I want total suppression and maximum fire superiority."

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