The charge that was originally used to blow up the door became the propellant for bullets, steel balls, rotten nails and other fragmentary objects randomly stuffed into the explosive bag.
The thin wooden door panel could not withstand the impact of such a powerful metal sharp object. Even if the German army moved furniture from the house to use it to prop up the door to reinforce it, it would still be of no avail.
Various metal fragments were directionally scattered under the restriction of the thin steel backing plate at the bottom of the explosive package, and instantly swept across the hall on the first floor with a fan-shaped killing range and terrifying power.
A dozen hidden German soldiers who were pointing their guns at the door were instantly swept into a sieve and fell into a pool of blood. The two German 34 machine guns mounted behind the collapsed wardrobe were also not spared.
The main shooter was stabbed into the eyeball by a sharp steel nail that flew out of nowhere, and penetrated into the brain stem and fell to the ground immediately. The deputy shooter who was holding the bullet chain was also not spared. There were about four or five large bullets.
The steel ball shot into his chest at a flying speed of more than 800 meters per second.
The amount of "propellant" in an explosive pack of more than five kilograms is not at all comparable to the power of shotguns shot with steel balls in later generations. The German deputy shooter, who did not even have time to scream, immediately fell backwards and
Together, his partners embarked on the road to meet the Kaiser and God.
The horrifying sound of flying dust and explosions as the wall collapsed and the house collapsed quickly faded away.
He poked his head out from the corner and glanced quietly at where the gate on the first floor was originally. Captain Varosha only saw a hole in the wall that was big enough to drive a tank through, and it appeared in his field of vision in a dilapidated form.
No sneaky figures of German soldiers could be seen in the large, broken hole, and not even the expected painful wails of the wounded German soldiers could be heard.
Captain Varosha, who was holding the ** sand submachine gun tightly in his hand, looked at it for a few seconds. After the blast smoke had almost completely settled, there was still no sign of the Krauts. It was estimated that the Krauts on the first floor were almost eaten in one pot.
Captain Varosha immediately issued the order.
"Comrades, follow me! Get ready to fight!"
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"Charge! Charge! Charge in, Ulla!"
"Grenade, kill these Germans!"
Captain Varosha had just arrived at the entrance of the cave to prepare for action. Another team of Red Army soldiers who started taking action simultaneously on the other side of the street had already broken down the door and rushed in. Various small weapons fired fiercely, releasing firepower in an explosive manner.
The shouting Red Army soldiers quickly filed in along the breach, and rushed into the first floor without encountering any strong resistance. It seemed that it should be much smoother than expected.
"Very good, it's our turn"
Captain Varosha, who was slightly relieved by the smooth assault of his comrades, was about to make an assault gesture when the German garrison building opposite, which had been broken into by another team of Red Army soldiers on the first floor, suddenly experienced a sudden change!
A German machine gunner who didn't know which tendon was connected to the wrong wire or who took the wrong medicine suddenly rushed to the balcony on the fourth floor. He picked up the 34 machine gun with a fixed drum in his hand and placed it on the iron railing of the balcony, condescendingly.
Aiming at Captain Varosha and his team below with an excellent attack vision, he pulled the trigger and fired a burst.
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34's unique continuous burst of gunfire suddenly rang out. Captain Varosha and his group, who were preparing to attack the building, were completely exposed to the ferocious firepower. The tracer machine guns that hit the ground were flying with debris.
The barrage knocked down more than ten Red Army soldiers in an instant.
The remaining Red Army soldiers, whose reaction speed was fast enough, knew that they would definitely be unable to dodge in the face of machine gun fire, so they immediately picked up their weapons and aimed at the obvious machine gun balcony to retaliate.
"Iushkin! The fourth floor balcony on the right, blast that machine gun!"
"Already doing it!"
The sudden burst of calm machine gun fire instantly attracted the attention of Malashenko, who was on high alert. It took less than two seconds to look in the direction of the commander's periscope and find the target by feel. However, Malashenko
Iushkin, who reacted faster, was already turning the gun.
Under his nose, he dared to suddenly appear on the balcony and shoot his comrades with a machine gun. Iushkin, who had his own sense of honor and exclusive self-confidence, considered this a great humiliation and provocation to himself, and
The Germans who dare to do this must pay the price they deserve.
"Die, you bastard lackey!"
boom
The 85 mm high-explosive grenade ready to be fired in the barrel was accurately sent to the balcony on the fourth floor by the raised barrel and exploded instantly. The German machine gunner who relied on the reinforced bunker of the balcony to dominate in the face of small arms counterattack was in bad luck.
After a loud and violent explosion, the German machine gun firepower point that was still spitting out flames disappeared in an instant, including the men and their guns.
Captain Varosha, who was almost killed, did not have time to see the German guy's last appearance clearly. He only saw gun parts and a few gun fragments scattered along with smoke and rubble in the explosion flames.
And a distorted and distorted helmet, like a big watermelon that had been flattened into a watermelon rind and then flew from the height of the fourth floor to his feet, smoking and flying.
It can only be seen from the pair of characteristic steel helmet ear protectors that basically retain their "life appearance". This is a standard 35 steel helmet for the German army.
"Damn German, you deserve this!"
Captain Varosha, who knew his duty, did not bother to answer the curses coming from around him, and quickly returned to normal. Knowing that it was not advisable to stay for a long time, he immediately raised his weapon and was the first to rush forward.
"Up, up, up! Follow the captain and charge quickly!"
Captain Varosha, who took the lead, played a very good leading role.
The Red Army soldiers who swarmed behind them immediately opened fire as soon as they rushed into the first floor. Whether they saw the enemy clearly or not, they immediately fired intensively at all places where people could hide.
It wasn't until the **SA submachine gun and 28 light machine gun in their hands were all empty of bullets, and there was the sound of the firing pin hitting the air, and adrenaline surged, that a group of Red Army soldiers who were in a state of high tension finally stopped.
The extremely ferocious firepower in their respective hands.
"Whoops, how many Germans have we killed? There are corpses all over the ground!"
Leaning behind the load-bearing pillar, he neatly replaced the new drum for the **sha submachine gun in his hand. Captain Varosha, who also witnessed the corpses in front of him, knew the truth of everything and spoke to the people next to him.
The voice sounded unusually calm.
"We didn't kill them. Look at the blood all over the floor. These German guys were blown up like this the moment they broke down the door. All our bullets hit the bodies."