It was a good idea to put down the weapons and immediately surrender. However, Major Baker, who had heard that life in the Russian prisoner-of-war camp was extremely difficult, did not think that he had to choose to surrender for the time being. He still had a way of retreat behind him.
"Don't worry about the Russian army. Hurry across the bridge and fight! We have planted explosives on the bridge. Crossing the bridge will be our victory! As long as we cross the bridge, we can blow up all these Russians!"
Major Baker, who could only hear the fierce gunfire, did not yet know that the control room of the bridgehead on the other side had been destroyed. The anxious Germans had no hope of blowing up the bridge now.
Major Baker, who made no resistance at all, led a group of his men to run away at the speed of light without looking back. Such a scene made Lavrinenko, who personally led the team to kill them, very angry.
"A bunch of gutless wimps!"
"All crews speed up, and the infantry is ready to dismount immediately at the bridgehead! Fire the main gun cautiously, be careful not to blow up the bridge!"
Fierce gunfire explosions resounded across the bridgehead on the other side, and the flying shells and fragments even shattered several searchlights originally used for lighting.
The scene was almost completely dark, with only the flashes of gunfire. Major Baker, who was not sure what the situation was like on the other side, had to judge on his own whether the war was in a tense state or beneficial to his own side. The group of people who had just crossed the bridge
The disguised Russians couldn't wipe out more than half of the infantry battalion so quickly, right?
"Everyone, speed up! Get ready to fight!"
Major Baker's loud shouts echoed in his ears. The rookie Duke, who was running fast after the veteran Fritz, seemed a little panicked. The hasty footsteps of his comrades beside him were like drums, beating in his heart.
The little heart was pounding and it was extremely nervous.
"Fritz, Fritz! Wait for me and run slower, I can't keep up with you!"
Holding his Mauser 98k rifle, which was almost frozen into a popsicle, in his hand, he hurriedly hurried forward. The rookie Duke, who had run less than a bridge, was already in a state of being out of breath, but running in
Fritz, the veteran in front, didn't seem to care about Duke's feelings and just ran away by himself without even saying a word in reply.
The fierce sound of gunfire coming from the darkness was getting closer. The veteran Fritz, who estimated that his visibility was no more than ten meters away, was secretly complaining, complaining about the moon that had just spread the cold and desolate moonlight all over the earth.
Why is it hiding in the dark clouds again at this most critical moment?
Several destroyed cars, together with the bridgehead control room, sprayed out scorching firelight, illuminating the surrounding darkness and several corpses lying dead in the snow next to them. Against the backdrop of the corpses with eyes wide open and expressions full of reluctance,
The orange-red dancing firelight on the sky is particularly eye-catching against the surrounding snow.
The gunfire that was still fierce just now suddenly stopped at some point. Major Baker, who had arrived at the bridgehead and was preparing to fight with the enemy, suddenly lost his target. This strange situation was obviously not within Major Baker's expectation.
"Why did the gunfire stop? Is it because the battle is over and those Russians have been eliminated?"
Major Baker, holding on to the roadblock bunker, knew that there was not much time left for him to hesitate. No matter who won the battle on the other side, which had gradually stopped and cooled down, he had to lead his team to cross the bridge as soon as possible. Then he quickly found the spare detonator.
, blow up this damn bridge before the Russian army crosses the bridge!
"Forward, battle formation! No firing without my order!"
Major Baker, wanting to be on the safe side, issued an order that he would soon regret.
Major Baker, who believed that his own force was superior, chose to believe that the victorious side would be his own, and those Russians who pretended to cross the bridge must have been corpses lying on the ground at the moment. The entire army was wiped out, or they were outnumbered. After raising their hands and surrendering, Major Baker
Only then did the resistance stop and the sound of gunfire ceased.
No matter what the outcome is, it can only be victory for one's side. After thinking about it for a while, Major Baker is convinced of this. It is as natural and natural as taking what one has earned.
Hiding behind a bunker in the darkness with a German 35 steel helmet on his head, a young Red Army soldier who was urgently drafted into the army three months ago and transferred to the front line was a little nervous. He wore gloves and held the handle of a German P40 submachine gun tightly.
The palms of my hands were already covered with sweat. It was really exciting to put on a German military uniform and conduct a disguised raid.
"Comrade Battalion Commander, why don't we open fire? Those Germans are already crossing the bridge." Baiyue Novel Network
The little soldier was lucky. Lying next to him less than a meter away was the commander of their infantry battalion, the same one who had been "deceived" by Malashenko without his knowledge earlier.
, the infantry battalion commander Lima Wolf who led others to snatch the second Miss Dora.
He held a sand submachine gun shell in his mouth as a decompression tool, grinding his teeth together. He has been fighting since the outbreak of the Great Patriotic War last year, starting from the most basic soldier and using a German head to fuck him step by step.
Limavov, who holds the position of battalion commander, is undoubtedly a calm veteran with extremely rich combat experience and the ability to endure at critical moments.
Malashenko's words of personal order just after the battle were still echoing in his ears. Battalion Commander Limavov, who kept the order in mind, has been waiting for the last moment, waiting for all the German infantry to cross the bridge.
The moment when there is no cover, they can all be knocked down in an instant.
The little soldier had given up hope when he saw no reply from his comrade, the battalion commander, but a sudden loud shout suddenly erupted when he least expected it.
"Now, fire! Fight!"
Dong dong dong——
Da da da--
boom--
Countless tongues of fierce flames instantly burst out from the darkness, knocking down a large area of the German infantry who were just on guard with guns. A grenade flew out of nowhere and was accurately thrown into the center of the crowd. The smoking 24 potatoes
The masher made a loud noise, directly blowing up all the German troops approaching a squadron nearby.
Major Baker, who was caught off guard and hit a sap in the head, finally realized that the searchlights that seemed to be destroyed by the crossfire were intentional. The burning vehicles around him illuminated the surrounding vehicle wreckage in the dark night.
The same is true.
The German soldiers, whose eyes were completely dark, had no idea where the enemy was, so they fired randomly based on their senses. However, those camouflaged Russians in the darkness could clearly see their own position illuminated by the fire. This kind of one-sided battle was self-defeating.
Hibiki had no chance of winning from the beginning.
"Damn it! Damn it! Fritz, come with me and find the spare detonator, quickly!"
At this point, Major Baker no longer dares to hope that he can break through or fight out. His last duty as a soldier is driving him to find a spare detonator and blow up the entire Don River Bridge first.
The spare wire-guided detonator is placed on the first shore bridge pier under the bridgehead, in a very hidden secret door known only to a few garrison officers, to prevent the conductor wires in the bridge control room from malfunctioning.
Or the emergency response measures reserved in case the wires are damaged, now is the best time to activate them.
Taking advantage of the gap in the exchange of gunfire, he took Fritz, a veteran with whom he had a close personal relationship, to fly over the railing and under the bridge. The first shoreside pier supporting the Don River Bridge was less than three meters away.
Ten meters away, very close at hand.
Major Baker, who ran desperately towards the bridge pier, only had time in his heart, the last little time left. Fritz, the veteran who followed him, was also like a frightened bird. While running, he kept looking back to see if there was any Russians.
The man's pursuers came up, and while they were running wildly, neither of them noticed that there were four pairs of eyes quietly staring at them in the darkness.
"Quick! The backup detonator is right here, Fritz, open the door and press the button!"
Fritz, the veteran who arrived under the bridge pier first, threw aside the weapon in his hand, found the secret door where the spare detonator was located according to where Major Baker pointed, and opened it instantly with a flick of his hand.
"How could this be like this?"
There is only an iron box left on the abrupt detonator. As long as you press it hard, the key lever that can blow up the entire Don River Bridge in an instant is like a home key inserted in a keyhole.
The key suddenly disappeared and disappeared.
When the stunned veteran Fritz and the hurried Major Fritz were stunned and speechless, a tall figure gently shook the dismantled joystick in his hand, the shadow behind the bridge pier that had never been noticed.
Jump out of the middle.
"It's been a long time, you two, are you looking for this?"