No wailing, no screaming, not even a cry of despair
Death at the end of life is greeted so calmly, not like a big boy who has spent his good years reaching the end of his life, but more like an old man who has finally reached the end of his life after experiencing all kinds of life.
Captain Varosha was neither a poet nor a philosopher. He didn't know how to use complicated and gorgeous words to describe his state of mind at this time.
But when he stepped to the window sill and looked at the body lying face up on the ruins on the first floor, a complex and indescribable emotion suddenly hit Captain Varosha's chest.
It was like a big stone was stuck in my throat and I couldn't breathe at all.
"Then it's not your fault. It's all those Germans who caused it. Everything was caused by them."
The words whispered from beside him did not sound like comfort, and Captain Varosha was not even sure what his current state of mind was.
Sad? Angry? Or both? Or just pity for that young life?
Captain Varosha didn't know, and he had no intention of delving into it further. The same was true for most of the other Red Army soldiers at the scene.
After all, you may feel panicked and sad when you see a young life passing away for the first time, but when such a scary thing happens almost every hour in your life every day, just like eating and drinking.
The numbness of people's hearts is probably as common as seeing a beggar on the street, let alone an unrelated stranger whom they meet for the first time.
"What these Germans have done in our motherland, one day I will pay them back twice as much on their land, I swear!"
In fact, anyone would give up if they just said harsh words, but Captain Varosha's harsh words had an indescribable appeal, as if he could do it immediately tomorrow. Although he knew it was impossible, but
The perseverance and bravery conveyed by the twinkling words and eyebrows will still make people subconsciously choose to believe it.
"Wait, what is that? There's actually a firefight on the street!? Damn it! I always thought it was the fighting in the building opposite and the tanks were providing support, but I was fooled!"
Captain Varosha, who was looking at his feet instead of looking at the street, was startled. He immediately looked in the direction of the platoon leader's finger beside him. He saw a scattered group of German soldiers, not to mention gathered, being crushed by his own side.
The scene at the crossroads came to mind.
But judging from the current intense and unusual firefight, it was clear that the suppressed Germans did not intend to give up just yet, and still had the intention of tearing open the street defenses and rushing towards them.
Boom
crackling
"ah!!!"
Captain Varosha lowered his head and was looking towards the street entrance. Before he could look in other directions, the sound of shattering glass suddenly came from the opposite floor, accompanied by a terrifying scream.
Everything that happened suddenly caught Captain Varosha's eyes and he looked towards the opposite floor. He saw a German soldier who was looking through the window on the top floor as if he had been forcibly kicked out of the window. He was wailing miserably.
Falling downstairs.
In just a blink of an eye, he fell from the height of the fourth floor to the ground along with broken glass. He kicked his legs twice like a wild dog that was suffocated by a stick, and then stopped moving.
"Comrade Company Commander! It's Chekov and his friends. They have also completed their mission. The building opposite is ours! Look, the red flag has already flown!"
Deputy Company Commander Chekov, who was sent by Captain Varosha to lead men to attack another building, also made smooth progress. He even brought a Guards flag with him and placed it directly on the window sill across the street, fluttering in the wind.
, just looking like this is already quite a morale booster.
"Quick! Semaphore, send them a semaphore! Organize firepower to repel the group of Germans on the street with condescending firepower. Use all the machine guns you brought, including the Germans'. No matter what, organize the most intense firepower!"
Shouting from afar in the streets with gunfire and gunfire is obviously ineffective. At this time, using semaphores to convey messages is obviously a very suitable method.
The platoon leader who received the order from Captain Varosha immediately found the flagman accompanying the team in a panic and asked him
After briefly repeating Captain Varosha's order, he brought it to the forefront.
"Comrade Company Commander, Comrade Deputy Company Commander, they replied that they understand, and they will organize firepower to repel the Germans. Is there anything else that needs to be conveyed?"
"It's gone. Everyone, hurry up and use your guns to drive the Germans back! If the range of your submachine gun is not enough, go pick up the Germans' rifles and machine guns. Don't be stunned, move quickly!"
Captain Varosha commanded his team to get busy immediately, while on the other side, Major Schmeisser, who had orders and was unwilling to give up, was still leading his men to continue the crazy attack.
"Follow up! Press forward! Alternate cover and move forward! Come on!"
Major Schmeisser, brandishing a Walther 38 pistol in his hand, was lying in a crater, shouting orders at the top of his voice to the soldiers hiding behind the tank wreckage and in the buildings on both sides of the street.
Normal sounds can be heard clearly even on the battlefield.
Many German soldiers who had reached this stage of the battle were already planning to give up and had no intention of continuing to risk their lives for useless work. However, the order from Major Schmeisser was against their will and forcibly sent these soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit.
Pushing in the fire pit.
Most of the German soldiers emerged from the wreckage and bunkers with extremely strong reluctance. The weapons in their hands were used as if they were doing errands, and they fired twice at will. After scanning the shuttle, they quickly quickened their pace and changed positions.
I was afraid that those extremely vindictive Russians would kill me.
But even so, the German army, which had lost all its armored units and was exposed to the open offensive terrain, still suffered heavy casualties.
One after another, German soldiers fell down wailing in front of the fierce Soviet machine gun and main artillery fire.
Some German soldiers who couldn't find a bunker even lay down behind the bodies of their fallen comrades to seek cover. However, the machine gun barrage that almost drove the German soldiers away was followed by a heavy firepower.
, both the dead and the living were penetrated and plowed over again. There were really more than one or two German soldiers who died in such a miserable way.
Seeing that the attack had reached this point and there was no hope left, the accompanying captain who had been lying next to Major Schmeisser gritting his teeth finally couldn't bear it anymore. He covered his helmet with his hands and lowered his figure towards the man beside him.