The political commissar holding the phone in his hand picked it up and put it down again and again, but such mechanical repetitive movements of his hands did not produce the desired results. The other end of the phone, which could not transmit any sound, was obviously already dead.
It gave rise to the worst possible outcome.
"No need to guess, comrade division commander. Gaskov's divisional artillery regiment has probably been completely killed by those Germans. The explosion just now could not have been caused by the Germans' own shelling except for the ammunition explosion.
Such a big movement.”
Although he had guessed the worst possible outcome and made plans in his mind, when such bad news really reached the ears of Colonel Donskoy, the colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who had a firm belief as steel, was still adamant after all.
He swayed three times before falling to the ground.
"Comrade Commander, please control your emotions and take care of yourself. If you fall, do you want me to lead our soldiers?"
The political commissar's partner, who had quick eyes and quick hands, stepped forward to hold the body of the building as it was leaning. Colonel Donskoy, who felt a little dizzy for no reason, then shook his head violently to cheer up.
"We...how many reserves do we still have?"
"No more, there is no reserve team left. In the previous wave of attacks, the guard company of our division was at the front of the position. Now, except for the civilian staff of the division and the staff adjutants, we no longer have any
There is a reserve team, and we are the only ones left in the 21st Internal Border Defense Division!"
The successive blows of bad news have left this strong Colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs bruised and riddled with wounds. However, despite this, Colonel Donskoy, who has an incomprehensible and commendable fighting will, is still strong.
He straightened his body.
"If there is no reserve team, then we are the last reserve team. Unless I die, these Germans will never step foot across the position!"
After smashing the last sword in the hands of the 21st Border Guard Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the morale of the German offensive troops was high. The Panzer IV tank, which increased the power of its gasoline engine to its maximum horsepower output, roared past the infantry trenches and drove towards the Soviet Union.
The German infantry immediately jumped into the trench according to the most standard tactical actions, and began the final and most bloody battle to clear the position.
The German squad leader holding up the MP4O submachine gun in his hand just fired a short burst and knocked down all three Soviet infantrymen who were charging straight at him with bayonets and Mosin-Nagant rifles. The young man who had been shot several times seemed to have lost all of his life.
Possibility of survival.
But just when the German squad leader who had emptied his weapon opened the ammunition bag on his waist, reached out and touched one of the fully filled submachine gun magazines and prepared to replace the bullets.
The Soviet soldier who had been shot several times and fell forward to the ground with no chance of survival suddenly rose up, struggled with blood-red eyes, and with an inhuman roar, picked up the bayonet in his hand and pounced instantly.
"Ahhhh! Go to hell, Nacui!"
The standard four-edged bayonet of the Mosin-Nagant rifle, which is fifty centimeters long, is like a red-hot sharp knife piercing a cream cake, with a mixture of brain matter, blood and soft tissue splattering on the face of the German squad leader at an extremely fast speed.
He stabbed it in and out repeatedly.
He was caught off guard and thrown to the ground by this Soviet soldier who had exploded with his last vitality. The German squad leader, who was directly pressed by a weight of 160 kilograms, could not get away for a while no matter how good his physique was. His blue eyes
And a golden short hair was quickly stabbed by a four-edged bayonet like a hornet's nest, and howled loudly.
Several other German infantrymen who were attracted by the screams immediately turned around and attacked. The strong penetration of the 7.92x57mm full-power rifle bullet made these German soldiers holding the bayonet 98k rifle tightly in their hands worried about accidental injury.
Dare to shoot directly.
Instead, he chose to end the battle with a bayonet, stabbing the Soviet soldier in the back who was riding on his commander and constantly swinging the bayonet.
Puff puff--
The sound of three bayonets entering flesh almost simultaneously caused the bloody 98k bayonet to pierce directly through the chest of the Soviet soldier. The eyes of the Soviet soldier who was severely wounded still flashed with unwilling scarlet blood.
The four-edged bayonet, which had been soaked in crimson by blood, was like a fixed tombstone, and it was stabbed with all its strength towards the eyebrow of the dead German squad leader.
The three German soldiers, who were shocked that the Soviet soldier still had the strength to move, immediately took out their bayonets and stabbed them again. Looking at the body in front of them that was riddled with holes and seemed to be completely motionless, they held the gun with both hands.
The nearest trembling German soldier swallowed lightly and then carefully pushed his rifle forward, completely knocking over the entangled bodies of the Soviet soldier and the German squad leader.
An eye-popping scene followed.
The German squad leader, who was lying on his back with a hideous look on his face, was like a hornet's nest. He no longer looked like a handsome German and died suddenly on the spot.
Although the corpse of the Soviet soldier who fell next to him was not yet stiff, the four-edged bayonet tightly held in his hand was still inserted into the forehead of the German squad leader between the eyebrows, deep into his brain. The two corpses connected by the four-edged bayonet were almost like this.
They died in the closest position to each other at the same time.
Looking at the five or six holes of submachine gun bullets on the body of this ordinary Soviet soldier, and the almost equal number of bayonets that penetrated the holes, I can see this Soviet soldier's astonishingly strong willpower and breathtaking explosive skills.
The vitality of the three German soldiers who finally killed him were all greatly shocked and shocked in their hearts.
"This is not human at all! We are fighting the devil!"
As the most reliable sword in Stalin's hand when he implemented the Great Purge policy, the Soviet Ministry of Internal Affairs, led by Stalin's loyal confidant Beria, was not so much loyal to the Soviet Union as to Stalin personally.
The border combat troops under the leadership of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are not only better equipped than the ordinary Soviet troops, but also have higher quality and better education. Almost all of the soldiers who have been carefully selected and carefully screened have Stalin's fanaticism.
Believers, it is no exaggeration to describe such an elite Soviet Red Army armed with fanatical beliefs as being brave and not afraid of death.
What happened to this Soviet soldier was not just an isolated case. There were too many Soviet soldiers similar to him in the hand-to-hand battle for the entire position. The German soldiers who fought with him felt the fear and devil at close range.
The fierce battle for the White House was difficult to determine the outcome for a while. At this moment, a loud shout came from the rear of the Soviet position, which made all the Soviet troops on the position who were fighting to the death with the German army panic.
Vibrate.
"Kill all these fascist lackeys! For Comrade Stalin! Ula!"