"Each vehicle crew keeps a distance from each other, and each company and platoon launches an attack as planned! Immediately after entering the city and driving into the neighborhood, the infantry are released and dismounted, and the infantry and tanks advance forward in an orderly manner! All units maintain contact and remember to report the battle situation at any time. Over
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Just as the unknown German soldier shouted the alarm at the top of his lungs with the better view upstairs, at this moment, a group, no, it should be said to be a large number of Red Army troops, appeared outside the city.
The tank group is advancing rapidly, and the direction of its attack is undoubtedly aimed at the city.
"Fischer, Wagner, you two get in the car quickly! There is a combat mission!"
Before the two German soldiers in charge of the sentry card could do anything, a truck speeding from the street behind them appeared in front of them. The officer on the front passenger side of the truck was waving to them to get in the truck.
"Are the Russians really calling?"
The older veteran was still in disbelief, but he ran towards the car without stopping at all.
"Nonsense! If we're not Russians, are we still Americans? Let's go!"
He dragged the recruit Danzi into the car with him. The veteran, who was leaning against the canvas car, held the G43 semi-automatic rifle in his hand and looked at the other people sitting around him in the car, silently.
Observing all this, a plan of its own has begun to quietly brew in my heart.
"Are we...are we going to fight the Russians?"
The rookie recruit sitting next to him was still very scared. He was so scared that he held the rifle upside down, with the tip of the gun pointing downwards at the floor of the carriage. Normally, he would definitely get two "big pot stickers" from his superiors for this extremely low-level stupid mistake.
Even if there is no "big pot sticker", it must at least be scolded.
However, no one could care about a rookie like him in this fight. No one in the rear carriage full of people said anything, and it was eerily quiet.
"Shut your mouth! When you get off the car, follow me closely. If you lose me, I won't care about you! I don't know if you will be beaten to death by the Russians or captured and tortured to death."
The rookie recruit who was scolded by the veteran in a low voice and only dared to ask questions in a low voice now didn't even dare to say anything. He just kept his mouth shut and planned to do as the veteran said without any thoughts or opinions of his own.
Abacus is just panic and fear.
That is to say, when the German soldiers in this truck had no idea where they would be taken, let alone what their fate would be in a few minutes, the battle on the edge of the city had already broken out, and the real exchange of fire began.
With just one shot of the powerful 122mm high-explosive grenade, the improvised simple sandbag bunker was blown up into the sky, including people and guns. Human remains and weapon fragments were scattered everywhere in the violently spreading flames. It was deployed in
Such a German machine gun post on the outer edge of the city was destroyed without a single shot being fired.
Scenes like this are by no means isolated, but can be seen everywhere.
The entire German perimeter defense position in the south of the city suffered a lot of damage after being hit by a rapid barrage of fire. Before it could react, it was violently bombarded by a Red Army heavy tank carrying a 122-meter heavy artillery, and the rider was shot directly in the face.
, to be able to organize an effective defense in the first place under the already lax and slack situation is a fucking weird thing.
"We need support! Support immediately! Yes! The Russians are swarming, and countless tanks are rushing towards us! The outer positions are still basically lost, and we can only retreat to the city!"
"What!? Impossible, there is no possibility of holding on! Even the outer city cannot be defended without reinforcements. Just look at how many Russian tanks there are! I guarantee there are more cars than there are cars on Green Street in Berlin. I
..."
call out--
Boom——
A 122mm high-explosive grenade flew from nowhere and hit the outer wall of the house. The huge explosion directly opened a large hole in the outer wall of the small building, which was far from being as thick as the buildings in Stalingrad.
Bricks and rocks flew everywhere. The German lieutenant was knocked directly to the floor by the strong explosion, and even the phone receiver in his hand was thrown out.
"Damn it, they're all here!?"
Surprised and cursing, the German lieutenant struggled to get up from the ground in embarrassment. The first thing he did was to run to pick up the phone and throw it away several meters away. He then dropped the phone on the floor and brought it to his mouth again.
"Hey! Hey!? Can you hear me? Hey, hey! Damn it, the phone line is blown!"
Boom——
The anxious and angry German lieutenant didn't even put down the microphone. The broken wooden door panel, which was already shaken by the impact of the explosion, was forcibly opened from the outside of the house, followed by a panting and disheveled man.
A German submachine gunner broke in and shouted.
"The Russians...the Russians have broken through the defenses! Their tanks have already entered the streets, and we have no weapons that can stop them! The casualties are heavy and we need support!"
"Support will be here soon! But we must guard——"
Boom——
Another solid shot came from nowhere, and the dilapidated small building that had just received a direct hit from the 122 high-explosive grenade was hit hard again.
The hit position of this shot was even more tricky. It hit directly along the large hole in the outer wall opened by the previous shot. It exploded inside the building instead of on the outer wall. The 122 grenade exploded almost in the center of the building.
The whole building was about to collapse, and the German lieutenant who was knocked to the ground again felt that the whole world was shaking.
"It's not safe here, sir! Get out of here quickly, this building is going to collapse!"
"The files, there are still files that have not been destroyed! Those files..."
"I can't care anymore! Leave quickly!"
Without even having time to help his commander stand up, the submachine gunner in a hurry grabbed the fallen lieutenant by the collar and pulled him out like a dead dog on the ground.
But all kinds of unexpected bad things always come one after another, catching people off guard, and each one comes faster than the other.
As soon as the people here were dragged to the door, a gun battle broke out downstairs, and there were loud crackling gunshots, and the sound was loud in an instant.
Da da da da——
Bang bang bang——
boom--
"Uhhhhh!!!"
There were explosions of rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, and grenades. The downstairs, which was still under our control when we went upstairs, was obviously in chaos, and we didn't know what the specific situation was.
The submachine gunner who was supporting Lieutenant Wei and running out knew that the situation might be bad. He supported the person with one hand and held the MP40 submachine gun with the other hand, ready to fight at any time. However, he did not expect that the person who appeared from the stairs was not a Russian at all.
Instead, it was a smoking grenade that flew towards me and flew bigger and bigger.