On their defensive positions, the German infantry were suppressed crazily by the Soviet infantry who broke into the restricted area, and they were pinned to the ground and rubbed against each other.
The huge gap in small arms has reached the point where German soldiers have almost no power to fight back. These German soldiers belonging to Army Group Center were surprised to find that the enemy they were facing was completely different from the Russian soldiers in the past.
The gap between the equipment and the guy in hand has changed so much that it has reached an earth-shaking level.
The Bobosha and Mosin Nagants that were common in the hands of Russian soldiers in the past have disappeared, replaced by a new type of unprecedented, capable of rapidly firing large-caliber, high-power ammunition that feels like a human hand
A new weird weapon like a light machine gun, and a large number of SVT-40 semi-automatic rifles that were only partially equipped before.
The most intuitive feeling of the German soldiers was that with just one shot from the firestick weapons in their hands, the Russians on the opposite side, who had the same or even fewer people, could just raise their hands and hit several bullets like a storm.
This kind of firepower is so fierce that even the German squad machine gun MG42 cannot compete with it. Once they get close to a distance of about a hundred meters, the Russians will inevitably dominate the world. The light weapons in the hands of the German infantry simply cannot defeat these perverts on the opposite side. That is.
Even if you want to fight with them, you won't find a chance. These Russians with powerful firepower can end the battle with bullets and they will never use bayonets.
Don't look at the guys in their hands, all of them have a shiny silver bayonet, but there are very few blood on the sword. Like before, when you rush into the position, the bayonet will be red.
, primitive hand-to-hand combat in which even teeth and fists were used at the climax, can now be said to be almost completely a thing of the past.
In the trenches, traffic trenches, and bomb craters, there were everywhere the corpses of German infantrymen who had been shot into a hornet's nest and those who were retreating in embarrassment.
The retreating German infantry are still trying to reorganize their defenses and push back, at least to hold the last small position where the Jagdtiger heavy tank destroyers behind them are fighting. If the Russians continue to push back like this,
Everything was over, and the entire defensive position was no longer in the hands of the Germans.
The battle between the infantry was extremely fierce, with gunshots and explosions ringing out. At the same time, the collision and duel between steel had just begun.
"Keep going! Run over the Germans' heads. Don't worry about those infantry bastards. We are already very close!"
The roaring and speeding tracks rolled up large pieces of floating soil and roared directly over the trenches, shaking the earth. The German soldiers squatting in the trenches with their backs against the earth wall felt in horror the violent shaking like an earthquake, and their eyes widened.
Army Group Center, filled with fear and filled with unqualified recruits, is no longer as powerful as it once was.
"Why are you standing there! Kill the Russian tanks! Can you win this battle just by holding your head in your hands? Ah!?"
The squad leader who couldn't stand it anymore loudly scolded the shivering recruits around him. The recruits who had already started wiping away tears still cried and screamed loudly even though they were being scolded. His words were all "I can't stand it" and "
I want to go home" are useless and annoying words.
"You idiot! Don't get up, get down here! Get down quickly..."
Snapped--
crackling——
Plop——
The squad leader who wanted to push the recruit's head back into the trench didn't even finish his words. A bullet that flew from nowhere shot into the side of the helmet. After a muffled sound, he directly pressed the brain into the helmet.
Popped the popcorn.
After a dull thud of a corpse falling to the ground, the corpse that fell to the ground was the squad leader's corpse with half of his head missing. The destructive power of the new 7.62mm intermediate-power rifle bullet is indeed more powerful than the previous generation.
Rifle bullets come in bigger sizes.
"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!!!"
All the crazy and bloody things can easily break a person's will, especially when the person has not completely transitioned from an ordinary person to a real soldier. It is simply easy to destroy such a weak will by roaring and firing madly.
They were all thrown away, and this German recruit who ran out of the trench with bare hands is the best proof.
"Huh? Where did the flies come from?"
Dong dong dong——
Destroying a tank requires reporting to the commander, but destroying a German infantry does not. Iushkin, who no longer knew how many Germans he had killed, did not take it seriously.
Go, step on it lightly to complete the kill, and then release the 12.7mm coaxial machine gun pedal under your feet.
What was left was only the rotten blood, rotten flesh and human remains that were torn apart by the impact, only about 20 meters away from Malashenko's command vehicle.
"Artyom, reload! Armor-piercing bullets, prepare to fire, quick!"
Without looking back, Iushkin shouted to his good friend to move more quickly, but Artyom, who was already bending down to load the ammunition, suddenly felt something close to his feet.
The ground was stunned.
"Comrade Commander, this...did we forget this?"
Artyom and Malashenko were just as close as people standing next to each other in a subway queue. Of course, Malashenko could hear a reminder at such a close distance and immediately lowered his head.
"...."
Staring at what Artyom was holding in his arms, Malashenko was stunned for a moment, a little dumbfounded.
As Artyom said, Malashenko has indeed forgotten this. When people's nerves become tense at critical moments, they will always do things they are accustomed to step by step, and there is a high probability of forgetting new things.
The added elements are often like this.
It's like you've been working day in and day out for ten years and suddenly a new job is added, and you forget to do this new part of the job the first time you get started. The hair that Artem is holding in his arms is
The same goes for armor-piercing discarding sabots.
"Remind me earlier next time, don't wait until now! Load it immediately, let's take the first shot of the German for the test!"
With Malashenko's words, Artyom, who was holding the projectile in his arms, straightened his back without saying a word, and with a lightning move, he pushed the projectile into the barrel of the gun with his fist.
The propellant cartridge that was standing at the feet and ready was directly lifted by the thick Qilin arm with one hand. It was instantly picked up. Following the projectile, it was lifted up by both hands and sent into the barrel. When there was a "bang" sound, it was like flowing water.
The sound of the breech closing.
Here is Artyom's biggest advantage: his astonishing arm and hand strength, which is as strong as Popeye eating spinach. After the two factors of being a shipbuilder and a pipe wrench mechanic are combined, you can imagine that this picture is bigger than his calves.
How do you get those thick arms?
"Loading completed!"
When Artyom's familiar voice sounded again, Malashenko, who was convinced that he could definitely hit the target at this distance even if the accuracy was poor, finally gave an unequivocal order while still staring at the target.
"Hit it in the face and fire!"
Brothers, today Corki's birthday, a few brothers went out to drink a little wine to celebrate the old man, and temporarily changed it.