Chapter 843

It was one of the few buildings still standing in Smolensk. It was also a temple that would never collapse in the eyes of all the Soviet troops who stuck to Smolensk. Every brick and tile there is covered with the blood of Soviet soldiers, and every stone there is covered with bullet spots.

With a burst of rapid gunfire, just across the street, a German machine gun position has been firmly established here. More than a dozen German soldiers slowly turned the corner with an armored car with machine gun turrets on it, and mercilessly reaped the lives of Soviet soldiers with the 20 mm machine gun on the armored car.

Several Soviet soldiers carrying their own weapons across the street, German bullets swept along with them, the ammunition splashed on the ground a piece of white smoke, with this white smoke rising, in addition to the lead of a Soviet soldier, the rest of the poor people were shot through the body, so they lay down in the middle of the road.

People died every minute. Running from one side of the street to the other side of the street would cost several soldiers or even more than a dozen soldiers. The water supply and power supply of the blocks defended by the Soviet garrison had stopped. The German army even used heavy artillery to destroy many large-scale residential areas, in order to prevent the Soviet soldiers from using their garrison forces. With the fighting going on, the situation here is getting worse and worse.

The resistance is going to collapse because most of the communication lines are broken. The German stuka-2 bombers bombed the city exactly according to the position where the special forces deliberately started the fight, and easily destroyed many Soviet command nodes. This kind of fighting method made the Soviet troops lose the effective control over their subordinates even in a short period of time, and made it easy for the German troops to separate them and break them one by one.

However, the Soviet army, which had lost its unified command, still used their instincts to hold their own positions. They fought with the German army repeatedly in every street and block until the last one did not give up. After all, there are tens of thousands of main Soviet forces here, which really represent the courage of the Soviet elite to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, it is unwise to use the body to collide with the German army which is armed to the teeth by steel. The German army used its superior firepower to drive the Soviet army out of their defensive rooms and buildings, and orderly cleaned up the stubborn Soviet soldiers in Smolensk.

"Kuris! See that building? We're going to put the flag on the roof of that building! You take people there! I'll cover you with machine guns and rocket launchers! Do you understand? " A company commander leaned against the wall at the corner of the street and pointed to the tall building in the distance. It's impossible to find out what Smolensk building is, but it has withstood the fire all over the sky and has not collapsed up to now.

In the courtyard of the building, near a trench, a Soviet soldier's Markham machine gun was shooting hot tongues of fire. He and his deputy shooter tried to stop the German troops from crossing the street. In front of him, not far away, were the bodies of the Soviet Red Army's own people.

At this time of fighting, there is no time and no energy to deal with the cold corpses. They treat the corpses of their comrades in arms and the corpses of their enemies as the soil under their feet. They don't pay any attention to them. They shoot and fire at the corpses calmly, and they don't even look at the corpses whose expressions are distorted when they die of pain.

"Over there! Over there! The Germans are coming! The German infantry is approaching! Be careful The second shooter pointed to the two German soldiers who came bending over on the other side and screamed loudly. Not far away from him, two soldiers with rifles were shooting and quickly turned their guns. After all, their responsibility was to cover the flanks of this heavy machine gun.

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and a bullet from nowhere hit the Deputy shooter's head. Blood immediately splashed everywhere, and the Soviet heavy machine gun stopped shooting. German snipers seemed to be everywhere in the city. They attacked Soviet morale and destroyed a large number of Soviet soldiers, often opening up a situation for German offensive troops.

In some barricade battles, a German sniper even killed more than a dozen Soviet shooters in succession, so that the Soviet garrison finally had to give up fighting with the German army for these barricades repeatedly. The Soviet Union also had some snipers who took part in the counter operation. Unfortunately, because of their absolute inferiority in number, these snipers did not achieve the brilliant achievements of their German counterparts.

"Suddenly! Suddenly, suddenly The heavy machine gun roared again and hit a German Grenadier who was trying to get close to him. However, the machine gun position was doomed to be arrogant for a long time, because more German soldiers were waiting for what they wanted to wait on the other side of the street.

Three field reporters are installing their camera equipment behind a hidden low wall, while several German soldiers are also loading the iron fist rocket. These reporters came from the German propaganda department, and they were specially to make documentaries about the war.

The camera shakes in the rain of bullets, aiming at two German soldiers. One German soldier carries the prepared iron fist rocket on his shoulder and adjusts his angle, while the other is doing the same thing. The German soldiers watching nearby are shouting numbers to make them ready to shoot. The picture looks very tense.

At the same time, the two men leaned out of the low wall, and the iron fist rockets on their shoulders flew out one after another. A stream of white smoke came out of the tail of the pipe shaped iron fist rockets, blocking most of the cameras. From the beginning to the end, the reporter carrying the camera only photographed the two anti tank rocket launchers around him, and even dared not easily try to shoot the opposite situation with his head out. However, there was a bad accident. A bullet hit the steel plate of the rocket launcher in front of the German soldier carrying the rocket launcher to protect his face. It hit the edge of the iron plate and flew out, leaving only a spark. The German anti tank soldier was so scared that he lost his weapon and fell down“ son of a gun! Someone's been hit! Someone's been hit A reporter was so scared that he lost his camera and yelled. The camera dropped on the ground accurately recorded his panic. Unfortunately, the photography technology of this era can't record sound at the same time“ don't worry! I'm fine! " The German soldier who was lying down said that he was safe, and then slowly leaned against the low wall and sat up: "that bullet almost hit me! God bless you The black smoke of explosion had already risen on the Soviet machine gun position opposite. With heavy weapons support, the German army easily destroyed the Soviet fortifications. Two German officers reminded the reporters who came from afar that they could shoot in that direction, so the two cameras began to rotate, Point the camera at the place they just didn't dare. There is a place full of sandbags, is billowing black smoke, the German set up in the distance of a mg42 machine gun is shooting fiercely, to cover the German army's attack. The tracer bullets swept in a straight line in the direction of the Soviet Garrison and looked very dazzling. More than a dozen German soldiers, bowing and carrying their rifles, ran quickly past the camera lens. They rushed to the building where the Soviet Army stood in the distance in a hail of bullets“ My God! This is the real fight! This is the real battlefield! What a shock! What a shock A reporter stood up and exclaimed excitedly that he had seen the shocking pictures he had taken, and that his fame in Berlin's photography world was just around the corner. A bullet did not know where it came from and hit him in the chest. The bullet passed through his right shoulder near his chest, smashed his bone, and flew out from behind him with flesh and blood, sprinkling another reporter's face. Before he could shout out, two German soldiers had already knocked them down“ Are you crazy? This is the battlefield! Stand up and you'll break your head! " The German officer who was in charge of receiving these reporters held his helmet and swore loudly: "medical guard! Medical guard! Here's a fool who's been hit! "“ I got hit? Why don't you feel the pain? Did I really get hit? " The reporter, whose face was sprinkled with his companion's blood, yelled loudly, touching his body with both hands, trying to find the place where he was punctured by the bullet. His voice was trembling, as if he were dying. The German officer held the guy down and cried to him helplessly: "if you are hit by a bullet, you will not have a chance to fumble with your hands. Your partner is hit! Stupid The shot photographer didn't yell. He just looked at the people around him in horror. He felt something flowing out of his shoulder, but he couldn't feel where his arm was. He reached out his left arm, grabbed a German soldier by the sleeve and said, "am I dying! Am I going to die? "“ You've been hit in the shoulder by a bullet, but there should be no danger in your life... Help him press the tourniquet! Hold on! Push! The blood is coming out One side of the medical soldiers while dealing with the wound, while loudly said to him: "talk about your name, tell me about your hometown!"“ My name is... OK, help me clear up the camera, the pictures there are very important! I want to go back to Berlin! You can prove that this picture is not a swing shot, but a real battle scene! " The photographer asked with wide eyes.