Chapter 789

Listening to too many funny jokes will always change people's views on some truths. The final facts are covered up in the dust of history, and most of them are nonsense.

During the Second World War, the Italy army was not as unbearable as the rumors, so that Italy's army should be pasta simultaneous interpreting. At least the Italian army has a certain combat effectiveness when it bullies the few with the masses and the few with the masses. Even in real history, Italy's record, though not comparable to Germany's, is worthy of its world power level.

Italians can do it even if they can't attack like the Ukrainian army did against the Russians, hiding in a safe place and firing all their shells. So on this hard night, the Soviet garrison spent eight hours in endless pain.

In the early hours of the morning, another army appeared on Kharkov's flank, and this army had a bitter hatred for the Soviet Union. Romanian troops arrived and blocked the last way of Kharkov's backward retreat, and set up defensive positions there. Together with the two German divisions strengthened to these Romanian troops, it can be said that the flank of the whole Caucasus offensive cluster is really solid.

At this moment, although the German army still lacks large caliber artillery, it is no longer as lacking as it was at the beginning of the war. The large caliber support artillery produced by Krupp company has started to use the mechanized semi-automatic production process with full reference to the flow production line process of tiger king tank. The number of artillery produced every day has increased rapidly. Although these artillery equipment units have not completely filled the gap of the lack of artillery, they have temporarily alleviated the embarrassing situation of some units.

Compared with the German army, the Italian and Romanian armies do not have this problem. On the one hand, it is because these countries have not expanded their troops on a large scale in a few years, as Germany did. On the other hand, it is because these countries have no sanctions under the Treaty of Versailles and have sufficient stocks.

Now these cannons are on the Soviet German front line, and in the direction of Kharkov, they are pounding at the recalcitrant Soviet garrison in the city. The shells of these cannons made the whole city reverberate with the sound of buildings collapsing. The end of the world recorded in the Bible was no more than that. Each Soviet army held his own weapons and witnessed the destruction of his homeland into piles of ruins.

A Soviet sniper was lying in the rubble of a building that had long been destroyed by artillery shells. In his sight, several Romanian soldiers who had just arrived were looking at the destroyed building. These Romanian soldiers lack actual combat experience. In other words, they have not been taught by the cruel war to bend down and walk quickly.

If no one falls down beside him, if no comrade in arms is smashed in the head, if no one's blood is splashed on his face, he will never know how important and irreplaceable it is to bend down and move as fast as possible against the wall on the battlefield.

With the sound of a gun, with a bullet through the head of a Romanian soldier, the remaining Romanian soldiers immediately learned the skills they should remember, quickly helped the helmet and fled into the empty trench. Their movements are a little bit of nonsense, which is not consistent with the image of Jiangshan that they pointed out just now. But at this point, no one will care about their own image. After all, the one who pointed out most smartly just now is lying on the ground spraying blood.

The Soviet soldier opened the bolt, loaded the rifle skillfully, then aimed the sight at the slowest enemy, found out the advance and fired the second shot cleanly.

The bullet went straight into the Romanian soldier's back, causing a penetrating wound to his chest. The Romanian soldier screamed, jumped into the trench and hit the bottom of the trench head down. The two friends who jumped in first quickly leaned over, turned over the comrades with face down and found that he had no breath.

The Soviet soldiers on the ruins have begun to retreat from the small bag, carrying their rifles, ignoring the dust on their bodies, and running to the path behind them. He crossed a street, climbed up a broken wall in the corner, came to the second floor of a ruins, and stretched out his muzzle in a window.

Once again, he turned from movement to stillness, hiding his whereabouts as much as possible, and wandering on the edge of the Soviet defensive positions. The black muzzle of the gun pointed to the distant street, waiting for the enemy to come. In this ruined city, he is a hunter, a terror hunter who hunts for his opponent's life.

Right in front of the Soviet snipers, about a hundred Romanian soldiers are slowly approaching at both ends of the street. These soldiers are carrying guns and carefully walking forward. From time to time, they look East and West, trying to find out the enemy situation around in advance. Obviously, these people's efforts didn't achieve what they wanted, because in this corner, a sniper had aimed at a young Romanian soldier who was leading.

During the Second World War, street fighting was a nightmare for any country. The work of invading the city can only be handed over to the infantry. They can use their lives to fill a huge pit. Only when the defenders or attackers drain the last drop of blood can the killing really end. Street fighting itself has been studied as a subject since the Second World War. At this time, the ruins and debris are full of terrible death traps.

"Bang!" The sound of a gun, in this city full of explosions, burning everywhere, or ruins, does not seem to be how harsh. However, a Romanian soldier at the front fell down, which made the other people immediately understand what happened. The chaotic shooting started immediately. The Romanian soldiers who lacked combat experience frequently opened fire on the buildings on both sides, and the machine guns that covered the soldiers also roared. However, on one side, they shot intensively and bravely, while on the other side, they retreated slowly. These Romanian soldiers retreated slowly until they reached the end of the street, and then they stabilized their position. This time, there was no need to change positions. The Soviet sniper sneered and touched his ammunition bag. He found that there were not many bullets left. He gave a wry smile, then pulled out a clip and pressed it into his rifle. His assistant was hit by a stray bullet a few days ago and killed. Therefore, he has been fighting alone these days. The enemy soldiers who appear in Kharkov are not the German soldiers with rich combat experience and excellent combat effectiveness. Those grenadiers who are mixed with a large number of snipers are the real difficult roles. So he felt that he was now at ease, almost like the arbiter in this city, deciding the life and death of anyone. Several Romanian soldiers fumbled and began to explore forward. This time, most of the soldiers did not follow, but only a few unfortunate men, walking forward with fear. With guns in their hands, they watched the scene more frequently. Soviet snipers are very curious, why do these people know they are dead, and dare to come up so muddled to die. He narrowed his eyes, put the crosshairs in the sight on an enemy soldier, and then pulled the trigger decisively, "bang!" When the bullet hit the target, the Romanian soldier fell down without even having time to struggle. This time, the Soviet snipers were not very lucky. These Romanian soldiers obviously had some experience in shooting. They calmly searched and found the window where the Soviet soldiers opened fire. They raised their rifles and fired at the position of the Soviet sniper“ Asshole The Soviet sniper quickly pulled back his rifle, then retreated from the window of the ruins to the edge of the collapsed floor on the other side. He jumped down from the ruins, ignoring the dust, panting in the opposite direction of the enemy. After crossing the ruins and running across the street, he suddenly found a place he didn't know very well. After all, this city is not his hometown, and he can't distinguish any destroyed block. A breath of danger came from around and surrounded the Soviet sniper, making him a little breathless. So he quickly leaned to the edge of the street, quickly ran along the street to the direction he thought was safe. He carried his rifle, let the wind whirring in his ears, ran to the end of the street regardless of everything, the opposite street is already familiar to him, through the last crossing can reach the safe area there. When he rushed out of the corner, he could not help but stop, because on the other side of the corner, there were more than 30 Ukrainian soldiers. They attack along the other side to here, and are carefully groping forward. At this time, more than 30 rifles were facing the Soviet sniper, and the situation seemed strange. The Soviet sniper laughed, as if he thought it was a very funny thing. Unfortunately, he had not finished laughing, and he had been hit with at least 20 holes. He didn't feel the pain from his body. He fell on his back with a smile and closed his eyes wearily. Further on the other side of the street, across from many houses, row after row of Ukrainian soldiers carrying their rifles entered the city. The guns were as neat as the forest.