Chapter 675

The German army deployed about a platoon of troops at the east entrance of the Soviet street. Seeing that we were rushing towards them and hiding behind the sandbag Fortifications on the street two or three hundred meters away, the German soldiers took up their light machine guns and rifles and fired at us without hesitation. It seemed that they wanted to block our way with intensive fire.

In the face of the enemy's intensive fire, the soldiers of the guard camp and I jumped into the craters around us. Busmanov and I jumped into the same crater, turned to look at the mortar company far behind, anxiously said to me: "Sir, you stay, I will take the soldiers of the guard company to rush up."

Before I could speak, he stood up straight in the crater, looked left and right for a moment, and yelled, "one row to protect the teacher, two rows and three rows to follow me!" With that, he jumped out first, waved his submachine gun and rushed forward quickly. The commanders and fighters in two and three rows also jumped out of the crater and followed basmanov forward.

When it was less than 100 meters away from the enemy's position, basmanov and his soldiers were suppressed by the enemy's intensive fire and could not move in the crater. The bullets whizzed over their heads, and anyone who jumped would be immediately knocked down by the flying bullets.

I fell in the crater and watched the enemy's position carefully. There were sandbags on both sides of the street entrance, and behind each one there were five or six enemies shooting desperately. By the side of the road are two three story buildings. The building on the left side has been destroyed by enemy shells or bombs. The building on the right side is facing us. There are three windows on each floor. Eight or nine enemies put their weapons in front of the windows and wantonly suppressed basmanov and the commanders and fighters of the second and third platoon with their firepower.

I rushed to a row of commanders and fighters in the left and right craters and yelled, "everyone, listen to my command, suppress the enemy's fire, cover captain basmanov and charge." As soon as my voice fell, there was a pea like gunfire around me. At the end of the first round of shooting, five or six German soldiers hiding behind the sandbags fell down. As soon as the enemy's firepower weakened, the officers and men hiding in the crater jumped up and rushed up with their weapons. However, before they got close to the sandbags, several German soldiers rushed out of the nearby buildings and quickly ran to the sandbags, Take over the dead German soldiers. Under the intensive fire of the enemy, the troops had just rushed forward and had to retreat into the crater again. Although they responded quickly, more than a dozen soldiers fell in the pool of blood.

Seeing that the attack of the troops was frustrated, I was extremely anxious. At this time, Morozov jumped into the crater where I was and squatted down to report to me: "division commander, the mortar company is coming. Where should we fight? Please give instructions! "

I pointed to the Germans who were standing high and said in a loud voice, "do you see the German soldiers in those buildings? First we'll shoot them all, then we'll take out the enemy behind the bunker. "

Morozov agreed to get up and leave. I quickly stopped him, reached out my hand to him, and said unhappily, "Comrade major, you are an artillery commander. What are you doing with your rifle on your back? Leave the gun to me and command your troops. "

Listen to me, Morozov gave a wry smile. Without saying anything, he took off his rifle and gave it to me. Then he turned and climbed out of the crater and walked to his men.

I opened the gun, checked the bullet, and then put the gun on the edge of the crater. After a short search, I targeted the German soldier who was shooting with a submachine gun in a window on the third floor. With a slight aim, I pulled the trigger decisively. At a distance of 200 meters, the bullet flew to the spot in a flash. The German soldier leaned back and stopped shooting at the window.

See easily killed a German soldier, I quickly began to search for the second target. Before I set a new target, I was surprised to find that the German soldier who had just been hit by me was not dead. His left hand was drooping, his shoulder was still bleeding, his right hand was holding a submachine gun, and he continued to fire downstairs.

Seeing that the German soldier was not dead, I felt very strange. Just now I was aiming at the head of the German soldier. How could I miss it? Was the sight of the gun missed? Thinking of this, I locked the German soldier again. This time, I purposely aimed at the upper left side of his head. After confirming that the target was locked by me, I pulled the trigger again decisively. This time, the gunshot fell down. I waited for a long time, but I didn't see the German soldier in the window again.

Just as I locked my new target and prepared to shoot, a series of cannonballs came out of the chamber behind me. I quickly turned around and saw that the mortar company was lining up seven or eight meters behind me and began to fire on the enemy's position. Eight mortar shells roared in the air and drew a beautiful arc, which accurately landed on the third floor. The explosion made smoke billow, bricks and stones on the wall fell, and the shooting on the third floor stopped abruptly. Before the enemy recovered, another batch of shells accurately landed in the middle of the first and second floors, and two rounds of shelling destroyed several German firepower points in the building.

Before the smoke cleared, a new batch of shells came out of the chamber again and landed in the enemy's sandbag fortifications, blowing up the unprepared German soldiers. Before the flying dust fell, another batch of shells fell on the street behind the sandbag fortification, blowing up the enemies who tried to escape and rush out of the building for reinforcement, and falling into chaos.

The fortifications blocking our army's advance disintegrated just after a burst of shelling by the mortar company. Has been suppressed in the basmanov took the opportunity to rush out of the trench, with his soldiers quickly rushed to the street. Seeing that the German shooting stopped, but the soldiers in the first row were still lying in the crater waiting for orders, I couldn't help but get a little angry. Waving my rifle, I yelled at them loudly: "soldiers in the first row, what are you doing here? Don't you see the soldiers in the second and third rows rushing up?"

Just after I started my fire, a young sergeant stood out in a crater not far from me. He raised his weapon high above his head and cried out, "comrades, since your belly is getting cocooned, what are you doing in the crater? Come with me, move on! Go ahead After shouting, he just like basmanov, waving his weapon, took the lead to rush into the street.

Morozov came up to me again and asked me, "Comrade division, the mortar company has destroyed the enemy's position. What's our next task?"

I looked at the guard company rushing into the Soviet street and saw that after they entered the street, they quickly broke up into parts and rushed into the buildings on both sides of the street, taking the class as the unit, to fight with the enemy in the building. Looking back at the mortar company, we can see that they are ready and ready to assemble. Then he told Morozov: "major, take your mortar company and follow me to the Soviet street. Maybe the brothers in the guard camp will need your help later."

Under the protection of Morozov and several artillery soldiers with submachine guns, I entered the Soviet street carefully, which was still in fierce fighting. The more I went inside, the more bodies I saw lying on the ground, both German and Chinese. Judging from their clothes, there are very few of them belonging to the guard camp, almost all of them are the troops recruited by rodimzev, and there are even many sailors in them.

I carefully stepped over one corpse after another in the street, but as I walked, the corpses in front of me piled up, and there was no place to stay. Seeing this, I couldn't help sighing.

Hearing my sigh, Morozov couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sir, what are you sighing for?"

I pointed to the corpses on the ground and said to him, "yesterday, the joint forces of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd regiment and the 1st 3rd regiment recaptured this street from the enemy. The fighting was fierce at that time, but the casualties were obviously not as heavy as they are now. You see, the bodies of our army on the ground are nearly twice as many as those of the enemy. I really don't know how the 42nd regiment of the guards fought this battle? "

After listening, Morozov did not express his opinion, but giggled twice. Suddenly he pointed to the place in the distance where he was still fighting and said to me, "Sir, look, the enemy is attacking the building from the square of January 9. But our soldiers seem to be playing very well. There are several tanks burning downstairs. "

I looked in the direction of his fingers and saw that he was not talking about other places. It was the famous "Pavlov building" in the battle of Stalingrad. At the moment, to the north of the building, there were three German tanks burning. In addition, there were thirty or forty bodies lying on the ground. A large group of German soldiers were hiding behind two armored vehicles that had not been destroyed and shooting at the window of the building.

I quickly patted molozov on the shoulder, pointed to the enemies in the square and said to him in a loud voice, "major, I order you to immediately set up artillery positions in the streets, bombard those enemies in the square and relieve the pressure of the garrison in the building. Even if we can't eliminate them all, at least we should drive them away. " Without saying a word, Morozov turned and walked to the artillery behind, carrying mortars and ammunition boxes, to convey my orders to them.

When I saw Morozov leave, I was worried that if I stayed in the middle of the street, I might become a target for the German soldiers who missed the net. So I said to the soldiers around me, "comrades soldiers, major Morozov is going to set up an artillery position here soon. It's not suitable for us to stay here. Come on, follow me to the building With that, I took the lead in walking towards the nearest door.

When I got to the entrance of the corridor, I was about to go inside, but I was held by a soldier. He reminded me in a low voice: "Comrade division, we haven't checked this place. Maybe there will be enemies hiding here. You wait here now. I'll search first and make sure it's safe. Then I'll call you in

For the soldier's concern for me, I nodded gratefully to him with a smile and agreed to his proposal. The soldier who got my permission walked carefully into the building with his submachine gun. Just walked not two steps, suddenly there were two shots inside, and then the soldier fell back to the ground.

"There are enemies in the building," a soldier roared. He rushed to the door and swept inside with a submachine gun. Then he flashed aside, took out a grenade, pulled the string, burned it in his hand for a few seconds, and threw it into the corridor. After a loud noise, there were several murmurs. The soldier changed his cartridge clip and rushed in first. I bent down, grabbed the submachine gun in the arms of the sacrificial soldier, and rushed in.

The smoke of the grenade explosion has not dispersed, and the indoor visibility is not high. In order to prevent accidental injury, I rushed to the soldier, picked up the submachine gun and shot at the human like objects inside. After the gunshot, a shadow fell to the ground.

I quickly stopped shooting, and was thinking about whether to continue to rush forward or to hurry out. When the soldiers around me yelled: "don't come in behind, so as not to be hurt by mistake." Then he pressed down his voice and urged me, "Sir, you should hide first. Maybe the enemy will rush out soon." At the end of his speech, five or six shadows rushed down the stairs, shouting in broken Russian: "Russian, surrender!" The soldier did not say a word, holding the submachine gun in his hand, and fired at the people who rushed down. At this critical moment of life and death, I did not dare to neglect, but also aimed at the shadow of those who shot all the bullets in the submachine gun. The shadows rolled down the stairs, one to a place not far from me. I bent over and ran over, fumbled and picked up the submachine gun in his hand, and took out two clips from his chest belt. I was carrying a submachine gun and was about to ask the soldier to withdraw with me. Unexpectedly, he took out two more grenades, pulled the strings and threw them down the stairs to the second floor“ Boom, boom After two loud noises, the soldier raised his gun over his head and shot hard upstairs. After that, the cat rushed up the stairs. First I was stunned, then I rushed out of the door and yelled: "Hello, the enemy is on the second floor, follow me!" After shouting, I also rushed to the second floor. When I rushed to the second floor, the soldier just knocked down two German soldiers who were about to rush downstairs. Before meeting the enemy fell to the ground, he rushed to the nearest room with a gun, "wait a minute!" I almost instinctively called out, because I don't know how many enemies there are in the room. Isn't it fatal to rush in like this? But without waiting for the soldier to respond, several bullets flew down the stairs leading to the third floor and hit him in the back. His body leaned back, stopped for a moment, and then fell to the ground“ Damn it I secretly scolded in my heart, quickly squatted down, stretched out the muzzle of the gun and fired fiercely at the top of the stairs. A few screams came, and then the body of a German soldier rolled down the stairs. When I was hesitating whether I should continue to rush up, two soldiers ran up the stairs, squatted beside me and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's the matter?" I first pointed to the soldier who fell to the ground and said, "he was about to rush into that room when he was killed by the enemy upstairs." Then he pointed up and continued, "there should be a lot of enemies upstairs."