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Chapter 1867 Bombing to the scum

Chapter 1867: Killed to the uttermost

Stop the vehicle very close to the position and maintain strong direct fire output. Then your own infantry following the tank will rush forward under the cover of heavy fire suppression and pick up the thing in your hand.

Just throw it in the faces of those Fasis who were pressed so hard that they couldn't even lift their heads.

Relatively speaking, this is a very simple battle.

Especially under the unusually powerful direct fire suppression of the heavy tank troops of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, any German infantry who was pinned down in the trenches wanted to raise their head to counterattack, which was a direct blow to their necks.

Suicide is nothing short of seeking death.

The German infantry who were pinned down in the bunker were unable to move, not to abandon their position, and even less to raise their hands to fight back. Being helpless for a moment is the most straightforward and understandable description of the current situation, but even if it is like this

Being helpless won't last long.

Don't get me wrong, this is not to say that the German army has cleverly adapted tactics and countermeasures to fight against it, but that the Red Army infantry who rushed into the position under the cover of their own tanks seemed to have killed the German troops who were hiding in bunkers and could not advance or retreat.

If nothing was done to the soldier's face, it would really be the same as waiting to die.

"The Russians are coming! Fire, fire! Drive them out!"

"Are you crazy? We have to retreat, there are more Russians than ants!"

"Machine gun, take the machine gun... Uh-huh!!!"

The German infantry regiment guarding the village is not a well-equipped elite unit. The guys on hand can only be regarded as standard equipment for the first-line German infantry divisions. They are even worse in terms of newness and oldness. Most of them are old goods.

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For example, the elite armored divisions of the SS and the Grossdeutschland Division of the Wehrmacht, which is also an elite, have installed a large number of the latest assault rifles. For such an ordinary infantry regiment of the Wehrmacht, it is simply nonsense.

Delusion.

The remaining German soldiers on the position are already trying their best to use their maximum firepower to fight the enemy fiercely, but no matter how tenacious they fight to the death, these bolt-action teams in their hands mainly use semi-automatic firepower and supplement with fully-automatic firepower.

Although equipped with light weapons, it really can't compete with the enemies on the opposite side who have almost all automatic firepower, and at worst, semi-automatic firepower.

The German rifleman can fire 5 rounds of 98k with a bridge clip. The enemy on the opposite side can pick up the AK in his hand and fire two rounds, including the time to change the magazine. The ammunition projection of this light weapon is beyond description as the gap is a bit large.

Wow, this is simply not a duel in the same fucking dimension. The amount of ammunition projected per unit time is dozens of times different, and it’s still close combat. What the hell are you doing!?

"Retreat! Everyone retreats, we have to retreat, retreat to the village! Take turns to cover and retreat! Hurry!"

The battle had lasted less than five minutes, and the remnants of the exhausted German troops had already begun to withdraw from the peripheral positions at the entrance of the village, preparing to withdraw to the low-wall bunkers on the edge of the village to fight the next stage of the blocking battle.

As the saying goes, it is easier to attack than to retreat. This has been an eternal truth of war since ancient times. It is of course much easier for you to take the initiative and rush forward in a sea of ​​waves than to be forced to retreat by being overwhelmed by the enemy.

The German troops who really started trying to withdraw into the village soon discovered that it was not as easy as imagined.

The Russians who were chasing after them had no intention of suspending their offensive. They first took down the outer positions and then took a short rest, gradually swallowing up the entire village for the camp. This strategy, which seemed like it should be, turned out to be the German side at the moment.

Wishful thinking and self-imagination.

The attack in one go almost effortlessly broke through the first line of German defense. Kirill, who was in charge of commanding the entire offensive, really had no intention of ordering a pause.

The German troops stationed outside the village not only did not have decent large-caliber anti-tank guns, they even had only a few small-caliber ones, those 75, 50, and 37 small water pipes.

There is no need to wait any longer to deal with such a group of enemies with low equipment levels. The best strategy is to continue to attack without giving them a chance to prepare for defense. The principle of cutting flesh with a dull knife does not apply now, or at this level.

The enemy is not yet qualified for Kirill to use such tactics, which are more suitable for dealing with difficult opponents.

"Each vehicle crew aimed at the firepower point where the enemy was stationed on the outermost side of the village and fired. The main gun was aimed and fired directly! No mercy!"

"After destroying the firepower point, the infantry is covered by machine guns and opens the main intersection of the village. A platoon is ready to follow up! After entering the village, move forward immediately and report the situation!"

Kirill is well versed in the combat experience of frequently having field battles with Germans over villages. Kirill knows exactly what kind of killing method is the most effective when the Germans are stubbornly resisting.

They had just retreated to the village and before they had time to take a breath, the remnant German soldiers, whose bodies were covered in embarrassment and stains, were still in shock. However, they followed up with their comrades who were stationed on the outside defense line of the village to wait for the enemy's merciless attack.

The onslaught continued.

"The Russians! The Russians are coming at us again, and they haven't stopped at all!"

"To stop them, we must stop them here! Everyone is in place!"

"Iron Fist! Go find Iron..."

boom--

A powerful and heavy 122mm high-explosive projectile roared in and hit the outer wall of a purely wooden village house and exploded instantly.

The huge explosion tore the poor wooden house into pieces in an instant, and scattered sawdust and house fragments scattered everywhere like a rain of wood.

No one knows where the mg42 machine gun and machine gun group originally installed in the reinforced window, as well as an unknown number of other German soldiers in the house, are now.

Was it bombed to pieces? Or was it crushed under the rubble of collapsed walls and collapsed buildings?

Any situation is possible, but in short, it is no longer important. The living people don't care about running for their lives, so how can anyone care about the condition of the dead? Even if they are still alive and not dead for the time being, it is almost as good as dead.

The low wall and wooden house defense line near the village, which had played a great role in the battle in the previous two days, had now become a life-threatening talisman for the German soldiers stationed here.

Guarding these wooden houses, low walls and bunkers at the edge of the village means concentrating troops. After all, after two consecutive days of shelling, there are only a few houses that can be entered without collapse. The best view for setting up the best crossfire point is really usable.

There will be fewer houses.

When the German infantry concentrates its forces in these limited available bunkers, huddles together and wants to fight, the unreasonable Russian steel monsters on the opposite side do not even give you a chance to fight to the death.

Want to fight to the death? Go fight to the death with your loving father's 122 shells. I'll send it to you right now. Just pick it up.

(End of chapter)


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