With the captain's every whistle, seven or eight sailors would rush out from different hiding places, holding grenades, and bravely rush towards the enemy's position. However, because the enemy's firepower was too fierce, at most one sailor could jump into the trench and die with the German army. The rest of them were not far away and were knocked down by dense bullets.
Fight for your life with your life, kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. I was stunned to hide under the tank by the unprecedented desperation of the sailors!
I looked back at the infantry with difficulty. They all stayed in the crater, put their guns on the edge of the crater, and fired against the Germans in the trench. I don't think they will come out of their hiding places if all the fire points in front of them are not destroyed.
I'm afraid that according to the current way of playing, it won't be long before all the sailors will die. From charging to now, I haven't seen the captain's shadow, only the captain hiding in the crater beside the tank. I turned my head to remind the captain not to fight like this any more, or even if we win, it will be a terrible victory.
I yelled at the captain twice. Maybe the gunfire on the battlefield was too loud for him to hear. I was about to shout again, but he jumped up and ran forward with a grenade. I was shocked to see that if he died, the attacking troops would be leaderless. Fortunately, after only a few steps, he jumped into a crater.
The way the sailors played their lives scared the Germans in the trenches. In order to prevent the position from being occupied by our army, forty or fifty German soldiers, driven by the officers, jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the sailors with guns.
As they were jumping over a crater one after another, a wounded marine stood upright and resolutely pulled the grenade in his hand. With a loud bang, the German soldiers around the crater uttered a wail, either dead or wounded, and more than a dozen soldiers collapsed around the crater. The infantry soldiers, who had been hiding in the crater and shooting, also pointed their guns at the German soldiers who came out to die. With a crackle of fire, more than a dozen German soldiers fell under the muzzle. The rest of the soldiers panicked, turned around and ran to the trench. No matter how fast a man runs, he can't run faster than a bullet. Of the more than 40 German soldiers who attacked, only two escaped back to the trenches.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the infantry jumped out of the crater and charged the German army. After rushing to the place less than 30 meters away from the trench, the sparse firepower on the German position became dense again, and the infantry hid in the crater one after another. I also crawled out from under the tank, covered by craters and scattered bodies, and slowly climbed forward.
I climbed to about 30 meters away from the trench and was found by the German army. A machine gun that was shooting wildly was turned around and focused on me. A long string of machine gun bullets flew in and splashed the soil around me. In order to avoid bullets, I quickly rolled to the right and into the next crater.
There was an infantry soldier in the pit. He was lying on his stomach. Suddenly, he saw a man fall from the top and almost hit him. He was startled and almost instinctively pointed his rifle at me. When he saw clearly the rank on my badge, he quickly put away his gun, squatted down to salute me, and loudly reported: "Comrade commander, the German firepower is too fierce, we can't rush through at all."
Listen to the bullets whizzing past the pit top, I know what the soldier said is correct. It's a pure death to rush forward at this time. When I looked down and saw the grenade hanging on the soldier, I had an idea and quickly told him: "the German firepower is too strong, so hard charging is definitely not enough. However, we are only tens of meters away from the trench. It should be no problem to throw grenades and blow up the enemy's machine guns. "
The soldier didn't talk nonsense, and answered "yes" loudly Pull out a grenade with a wooden handle from your waist and pull the string when you stand up straight. I just wanted to remind him to pay attention to the German machine gun. He had fallen flat on his back in the crater. The head and chest have been shot in more than ten places, and they are bubbling with blood.
I was squatting in the crater, and when I saw that the German fire was so fierce, I fell down beside the bloody bodies of the soldiers in a hurry. Just lying down, the strong smell of blood to my nostrils, let me feel sick. The blood of the soldiers came and soaked the soil under me. Lying with a dead man, I can't help but feel fear. I'm afraid that the German is rushing to me and shooting me from a commanding position.
However, the fear was only temporary. After all, it was not the first time for me to go to the battlefield. I soon recovered my peace. I lie in the pit and think quietly. If I don't kill the machine gun opposite, I can't escape the fate of head bursting as soon as I stand up. I have to find a way to leave here.
I pulled out my pistol and leaned out to shoot twice. Later, I thought that the killing effect of the pistol was too small for such a long distance. Maybe I didn't kill the other party. The other party killed me first. I put the gun back in the holster and went to pick up the rifle that the soldier had thrown aside. Just picked up the rifle, but accidentally saw the grenade on the ground, the heart said that in this case, the grenade is more effective than the gun. So I changed my mind. I put my rifle aside and collected the grenades on the soldiers and at the bottom of the pit.
I lie down in the crater and try to drop the bomb. I find that as long as I lie down, I can't take advantage of it. If I don't grasp the strength well, I may even be unable to throw the crater. It seems that the best way to avoid being killed by a grenade is to stand up and throw it. But looking at the remains of the soldiers lying nearby and listening to the bullets whizzing overhead, I gave up the idea of standing up.
Because the soil under my body was wet with blood, I felt very uncomfortable lying down. I turned over to the right and lay on my back in the pit. Looking at the wisps of smoke floating in the sky from time to time, I suddenly had an idea that I could drop the grenade lying on my stomach instead of taking advantage of it. I could try to drop the grenade lying on my stomach. As soon as I threw it back, the grenade would fly out.
Thinking of this, I picked up a grenade, pulled the string and threw it back without thinking about it. The smoky wooden handle grenade, drawing an arc, rolled in the air and flew out of the crater.
After a while, there was the explosion of the grenade. I estimated that it was 20 meters away. As the German machine guns are still clattering, I know that the blind bombing just now did not achieve the effect I wanted.
I picked up the second grenade and carefully recalled the position of the German machine gun I saw before I entered the crater. After taking a deep breath, I suddenly pulled the grenade and threw it back.
After the grenade exploded, the German machine gun fire stopped. I thought in my heart, this is really a blind cat meets a dead mouse. I didn't expect that my grenade will also cost the enemy's firepower. Thinking of this, I just wanted to stand up, and the German machine gun clattered again. When I heard that the German machine gun continued to fire, my heart suddenly cooled. It seemed that the grenade could not destroy the enemy's firepower.
I took a look in front of myself, and there were three grenades. I took out the first aid kit from my body, tied the three grenades tightly together with bandages, and prepared to throw them all at once. At such a time, if I continue to throw out one by one, it is bound to attract the attention of the German army. At that time, they will do the same thing and throw a few grenades in. I will wait to be blown to pieces.
After binding the grenade and connecting several leads together, I tried. It is impossible to throw dozens of meters with one hand. I can only throw it with two hands. I hold my breath, pull the string with my right hand, then hold it in both hands and throw it back with a sucking force. That gesture is like a bride throwing a flower ball. The only difference is that she throws a blessing while I throw a death.
After a loud bang, the German machine gun was dumb again. Although the machine gun was no longer firing, I did not dare to act rashly. I still lay in the pit and did not move. I was afraid that as soon as I leaned forward, the German machine gun opened fire again. It was strange that I was not screened at that time.
It wasn't until the sound of "ula" outside that I was sure that the grenade had destroyed the German firepower. Looking at the commanders and fighters constantly jumping over my head, I wanted to stand up, but I found that I was weak and couldn't stand up at all.
When the battle for the trench was going on, I lay still in the crater. Until the end of the battle, when the captain himself brought people to clean the battlefield, he found me in the crater.
The captain jumped into the crater, crouched down and asked with concern, "Comrade commander, are you injured?"
I shook my head and said with a bitter smile, "I'm ok, but I can't stand up. Please give me a hand Then I reached out to him.
After he pulled me up from the ground, he raised his hand to wipe my sweat and said with a lingering fear: "Comrade commander, I saw you lying in the crater with blood all over your body and still. I thought you were sacrificed."
When I heard him say that, I looked down. No, his clothes were full of the soldier's blood. No wonder the captain was worried. Instead of explaining, I asked, "have you captured the position?"
The captain nodded his head and replied, "report, comrade commander, the position has been taken down. Because there were too many casualties during the attack, commander tarantsev sent me two more companies, so that we would have enough troops to hold the position. "
When he talked about the heavy casualties during the attack, I think it mainly refers to the sailors. Thinking of the amazing scene just now, I can't help but teach him a lesson: "Comrade captain, although we have recaptured the position, you should also see that our casualties are too large. We should know that if a commander is careless on the battlefield, how many lives will be sacrificed needlessly. This is not careless at all. Fighting is not risking the lives of soldiers. Our soldiers are not ordinary people. I'll trade ten Krauts for one of our soldiers. I'll never trade them. What kind of thing is a German? It's worth our soldiers' lives. You must accept the experience and lessons of this battle, and use your brain more in the future, so as to achieve the greatest results at the least cost. "
The captain blushed at my criticism. When I finished speaking, he bowed his head and said with embarrassment, "I understand, comrade commander. Thank you for your instruction. I will firmly remember the experience and lessons of this battle."
Just as he was talking, the captain, surrounded by several sailors, came running. I saw his right arm wrapped in bandage, hanging in front of his chest, it seems that he also hung in the battle just now.
He came to us and saluted with his uninjured left hand. He reported: "Comrade commander, all the Germans in the position have been eliminated. Please go to the command post first and have a rest."
The captain's face returned to normal at this time. He asked the captain, "do you know the German number?"
The captain nodded and replied, "all clear, comrade commander. The Germans who occupied the position belonged to the 60th motorized division. In the battle just now, it has been completely eliminated by us and there are no prisoners. "
After hearing this, the captain showed a happy expression on his face. Then he turned to me and said, "Comrade commander, please! Go to the command post in the position first to have a rest and report the good news to the commander by the way. "