Chapter 813

Yes, it's just the beginning. German Paratroopers had rich experience in infantry against armored forces, but they were still hard up against the Soviet armored forces. The tank density of the Soviet Union was similar to that of Germany, or they were forced to maintain such density by the German armored forces, so the German Paratroopers also had a "German level" armored attack.

The antiaircraft gun that fired on the Soviet tank from the side turned its muzzle and destroyed the second T-34 tank that accompanied the Soviet attack. After that, the Soviet tankers fired and destroyed the multifarious antiaircraft gun. The good news is that after the chaos, the tanks of the Soviet army began to be out of touch with the infantry, and the German army had more opportunities to attack. The bad news is that the second wave of Soviet attacks followed.

"Boom!" A 75mm caliber anti-aircraft gun parachuted with paratroopers suddenly opened fire in the hidden fortification. A T-34 tank which was too close was punctured by the shell and exploded into a gorgeous flame. The smoke from the wreckage blocked the sight of other Soviet tanks, and the German artillery began to load quickly, waiting for other tanks to come up and die.

As the night drew nearer, the fighting became more bloody and white hot. The German positions were being compressed bit by bit, and more and more positions were recaptured by the Soviet army. However, the Soviet Union also suffered heavy casualties. They were almost filling the foxholes and trenches dug by the German army with corpses. Almost every inch of advance would cost many soldiers' lives.

On the German side, it's not a smooth fight. Even borol has begun to plan how to blow up the railway bridge behind him. Within 40 minutes after the start of the war, the German soldiers had been forced to use individual anti tank tactics, in other words, using soldiers to approach the tank to destroy this huge thing. The loss of this tactic was so great that the number of German casualties soared.

At the beginning, it can effectively curb the casualties. Many wounded soldiers can even be sent across the bridge to the opposite field hospital for treatment. However, in the increasingly fierce battle, the German army gradually had no spare energy to waste on transporting the wounded, so the wounded soldiers of the German army were basically ignored in the whole battlefield.

Many of the wounded soldiers were forced to play grenades and die with the nearby enemies. Some of them just lay quietly and were stabbed to death with bayonets or shot to death by the rushing Soviets. In a word, there are no prisoners in the battle here. We are all fighting for the important bridge with the attitude of death.

Borol's battalion has killed 77 soldiers. According to the proportion of casualties, he has lost one seventh of his troops. Under normal circumstances, his troops should have collapsed long ago. However, the paratrooper camp still held fast to its position and used their bodies to fight against more and more Soviet tanks.

Compared with Damanhur, the bridgehead of this bridge is the real hell. After all, the quality of US tanks is still far behind that of Stalin tanks of the Soviet Union. Moreover, the US Army is not as desperate as the Soviet people, who are rushing up to attack like crazy.

The battalion had run out of mortar shells, and to his despair, even the anti tank team had run out of ammunition. Two towed 75mm caliber short tube artillery have also been destroyed by the Soviet army, and they have fewer and fewer weapons to deal with tanks.

"Bang!" Pulling the bolt, borol stubbornly fired back with the rifle in his hand. It seemed that the Soviets on the opposite side didn't care about casualties at all, or they had been blinded by the sea of corpses in front of them. They forgot the unnecessary feeling of fear, and all of them fought for their lives, From time to time, the German soldiers who had seen the ammunition were tussled together with the shovel of the engineers and the Soviet soldiers rushing up.

Farther away, more than 20 Soviet tanks were on fire. German Paratroopers tried their best to blow up three Stalin tanks into scrap iron. The battlefield was full of tank wrecks and fragmented bodies of German soldiers.

"Battalion commander! Battalion commander A paratrooper jumped into the foxhole of borore with his helmet in his hand. He obviously ran all the way. He began to gasp after jumping into the foxhole. After he calmed down a little, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then quickly reported: "good news! battalion commander! hot wire! The reinforcements of the division headquarters are here, a whole battalion! They are crossing the bridge. We only need to hold on for a few minutes and then we can get down and rest. "

"Hoo..." hearing the news, borol finally relaxed his tense mood. His battalion is on the verge of collapse. If the reinforcements don't come again, he will really consider the plan of blowing up the bridge. After all, he's just a battalion, a paratrooper battalion that doesn't even have much firepower. It's really a matter of weakness to resist the two main armored divisions of the Soviet army.

It's getting dark, and borol finally pulls out with his only organized squad as a guard. The Soviet Union's attack continued, but because several paratroopers came one after another, the German army still had an advantage in the whole bridgehead position.

On the other side of the bridgehead, borol counted his troops, and found that just one step of the retreat, he lost 20 excellent paratroopers - his battalion had three companies, and now almost one company was killed in the battle.

There was no good food. Everyone ate the boiled water to make potato flour as fast as they could, because just as they were having dinner, the news came from the front line again. Because the Soviet soldiers began to attack overnight, their battalion had to go up again to prevent the Soviet army from taking advantage of the number to occupy the bridgehead position. This is not good news for everyone. After such a high-intensity battle, the paratroopers need to rest. They are not the terminators of the future. Many soldiers have not closed their eyes for a day in a row. It's a pity that the order is always the order. After eating what he had in his hand, borol took people to the two trucks that sent ammunition to collect the ammunition they needed to hold the position. The fighter Gunners were carrying ammunition chains, and the anti tank group were carrying ammunition boxes. These ragged paratroopers, who were no different from beggars, once again walked through the bridge they had just passed with messy steps. As he walked along, he heard Donna humming the military song of the paratroopers. Whenever the paratroopers met with difficulties, they would sing this song, just like a group of devout children praying to their gods. So he hummed along, not very loud, but with a certain firmness: "ah, who is marching in the enemy area. And singing the devil's song? A soldier stood on the Bank of the Oder River, humming silently. Whistling, we walked back and forth. And the whole world may curse or praise us as they please... "With this song, the disordered paratroopers began to march in order. They no longer walk together in groups, but began to take the initiative to form a horizontal line. Row by row began to tidy up, as if in a little bit of rebirth, bit by bit off the original ugly shell, eclosion into a butterfly. And in the direction of their advance, the German soldiers are shooting fiercely, bullets in the already dark environment, draw a bright straight line, flying to their target. The Soviet soldiers on the opposite side were also shooting desperately. Bullets were flying across the whole position, as dense as raindrops. From time to time, a shell fell, setting off a huge wave, tearing people and weapons around. Occasionally, a flare goes up to illuminate the whole battlefield like day, and then many soldiers will be hit and fall to the ground. There was no difference between the scorched earth and the surface of the moon. The trenches were filled, the craters were next to the craters, mud was everywhere, and the red blood was flowing and solidifying under the feet“ General, have you never thought that if the other side breaks through the line of defense of the paratroopers, will the war situation continue to fall into a stalemate A staff officer in the headquarters for nervous looking at the map goodrian put on a coat“ I thought about it Goodrian gave a wry smile, then shook his head and said, "but I firmly believe that they can win the war under the most difficult conditions... Because they are the best soldiers I have ever seen. In addition to them, we put in the special forces created by the head of state, used the ace flying squadron in the east line, sent out the most advanced helicopters, and launched the most advanced helicopters Even our most powerful tank crew rushed to... "Speaking of this, he looked at the dark sky outside and continued:" they are all the best. So there is no reason for us to fail. We are determined to win this battle! " Under the same starry sky, in the cold wind, Ryan also looked up at the starry sky overhead. He leaned against his rickety tank canopy and enjoyed the last bit of quiet. There are only five tanks left in his army. Just now another tank broke down. Finally, the maintenance vehicle and another tank were left to cover“ There are still 20 kilometers left. We can get there within the stipulated time The commander of tank 114, who started, breathed in his headphones“ Get there on time and prepare the perimeter there. As a matter of fact, we have to defend against enemies coming from both directions. Behind us is not a safe area. " Ryan took his eyes back from the sky, looked in the direction of the railway bridge in the distance and said, "three tanks defend the front bridgehead, and the remaining two tanks defend the rear bridgehead. What's the problem?"