Chapter 939

In ancient China, it was said that once a great achievement is achieved, all bones are withered. In the west, there is a saying that the emperor's throne is full of corpses. In fact, they all talk about sacrifice from the perspective of winners. Sadly, no one likes to explore the fate of losers.

Zhao Kuo of Changping didn't seem to be successful, but the soldiers who followed him were still dead. So no matter whether we win or lose, as long as there is competition, there will be sacrifice, and sacrifice often means a river of blood and corpses everywhere.

The battle in Stalingrad's city has reached a level of collapse, and the position held by the Soviet Union has been cut off by the German army. Like a sharp sword, the German army split the enemy's shield from the center. Now part of the German army in Stalingrad is building artillery positions on the banks of the river. The German army can finally use their best methods to deal with the continuous flow of ships sailing on the Volga River.

The German army transported two 88mm anti-aircraft guns to the shore, and then launched flat fire on the ships on the river as it did against tanks, which reduced Stalingrad's reinforcement and supply by another third.

The last complete Soviet Reserve Division went into battle, frantically trying to recapture the lost warehouse and get through the internal links of Stalingrad. The battle broke out, and the Soviet troops in rows were fearless of death, fighting for 2 √ of their lives to attack the German defense positions.

"Bang!" A Soviet soldier, carrying his moshinagan rifle, aimed at a Ukrainian soldier of the German army opposite. Without hesitation, he fired a shot. The bullet hit the Ukrainian in the face and directly killed him inside the bunker. However, the German comrade in arms also found the danger and looked up to see the Soviet soldier.

So the Soviet soldier nervously began to pull the bolt on the gun with his hand. He shivered several times, but did not pull the bolt apart. By this time, the German soldiers had turned their guns and aimed their G43 rifles at him.

Without the slightest hesitation, the German soldiers pulled the trigger, so the bullet hit the opposite Soviet soldier accurately and knocked him down on the ground. But next to the fallen Soviet, a dozen Soviet soldiers with bayonets and long guns were shouting and rushing to the German position.

In the German position, machine guns roared and spewed fire, shooting dense bullets at their enemies. Of course, the Soviets did not come to die. Their machine guns began to fight to suppress the German firepower. The bullets almost collided with each other. When the German machine gun bullets strafed the Soviet infantry, the Soviet machine gun bullets also hit the sandbags on the German machine gun positions.

Don't think that the German army is really small and strong, the bullet hit them can also make a gushing blood hole, let them scream and fall to the ground twisted to die. The Soviet bullets were as deadly as those of the Soviet Union. The German auxiliary shooter was shot and fell to the ground. The German firepower in this machine gun position was immediately suppressed.

The Soviet Red Army soldiers rushed to the German position, and the two sides launched the most brutal melee fight. They were all entangled in the positions of soldiers who were carrying the bayonets and shovel. High tech weapons and equipment seem to have no place to use here. Everyone is killing their opponents in the most primitive way.

"Ah A Soviet soldier charged at a 17-year-old Ukrainian recruit with his bayonet. The other side couldn't dodge, so the bayonet was inserted in the ribs of the Ukrainian recruit. The blood soaked the German soldier's black clothes in a flash, and dyed the fabric dissatisfied with the dust into another more disgusting color.

"Woo..." this young Ukrainian holds his opponent's gun in both hands, spits blood and stares at his opponent who killed him. He can't speak any more because more blood will gush out of his mouth with one mouth. However, he still grasped the body of his opponent's gun, as if he didn't want the person who killed himself to succeed.

However, soon the second Soviet soldier who jumped into the trench rushed forward. The Soviet soldier also thrust his long gun forward, and the bayonet inserted in front of the gun pierced the young Ukrainian soldier's other side of the chest from another direction. The two men forced together, and the young Ukrainian collapsed on the ground of the trench.

They were only a few meters away from them. A German soldier was waving a shovel. He could see that he was not a German soldier, but a minion from Ukraine. However, he was obviously much more powerful than his comrades in arms. By this time, he had killed the Soviet soldiers who jumped into the trenches opposite him.

The shovel of the shovel was clutting with blood, and it was running down the direction a little bit, but the blood soon dried up in the wind and became a thick red paint, which made the spade a dazzling scarlet.

The German soldier took a look at the body under his feet, then raised his head and saw two Soviet soldiers pulling their bayonets from his young comrades. So he laughed, picked up the moxinnagan from the ground, and walked towards the two enemies who had found him with his bright bayonet.

"It's a fart to kill a child! Come on! Come to me The German soldier from Ukraine yelled, then stabbed the Soviet soldier on the left with a bayonet. The Soviet soldier obviously had two brushes, and he used his gun to push away the bayonet that the German soldier had stabbed. He wanted to stab the German soldier.

The German soldier who failed to make a single blow quickly took back his long gun and swung the bayonet from the second Soviet soldier with the butt of the gun. With one against two, he obviously can't win easily. So he stepped back two steps, made way for a short distance, ready to look for opportunities. But he fell back and stumbled over the body of the Soviet soldier he had just killed. As a result, he found that the bayonets of the two Soviet soldiers in front of him had been stabbed. This is the battlefield. No one would pursue chivalry foolishly. It is the eternal truth here that you will die when you are sick. The German soldier knew that he couldn't get away safely, so he stabbed his long gun at one of the Soviet soldiers and tried to kill a murderer himself before he died. After a brief encounter, a Soviet soldier dropped his gun and collapsed, and the Ukrainians on the ground were breathless. Taking out their guns from the Ukrainian soldiers, the living Soviet soldiers gasped, red eyed and began to shake their heads, looking for the next target they were going to kill. But he only saw one Soviet soldier after another jump into the trench and then leave in a hurry. All over the place, there were voices calling for ulah. He knew that it was the voice of his own troops seizing a German position. It was the voice of a group of soldiers shouting from the heart in the joy of victory. Looking at the bodies of the German soldiers and Soviet soldiers lying at his feet, the Soviet soldier pulled the bolt and fired his rifle again. After that, he followed other troops out of the trench and rushed to another distant trench. The Red Army of the Soviet Union was ordered to recapture the position occupied by the German army and drive the German army back from the banks of the Volga River. Now they are less than 50 meters away from their target. Maybe they will succeed soon. After all, there are not many regular German troops here“ Suddenly! Suddenly With the sound of gunfire, another piece of tracer came from the front. There was no time for us to think about it. The experienced Soviet soldiers had bent down and lay on the ground, while the standing Soviet people were soon beaten to the ground. The Soviet troops began to return fire with rifles in their hands. The two sides opened fire on each other across a street less than 10 meters wide. The bullets hit the walls and the ground, sending out dazzling sparks. The Soviet, who had killed two Ukrainian soldiers just now, was lying on the ground. He suddenly felt a slight tremor coming from the ground. He stared at the dust on the palm of his hand in horror and found that there were some tiny gravel beating there. He knew that the German tanks should have come near, otherwise the ruins would not "shake". So he narrowed his eyes and looked up. He saw a leopard tank that he had never seen before rolling forward about 20 meters in front of him. There are only two 20 mm caliber machine guns on the turret of this leopard tank. This damned guy was responsible for the heavy gunfire just now. Before he could twist his body to make way for the tank, the strange leopard tank without main gun revealed the special weapon between the two machine guns. The Soviet soldier didn't know what it was, but he had a feeling, an inexplicable impulse of despair. Soon the new weapon flashed in the air, and then the high-pressure gasoline was burning and spewing out. In an instant, it covered all the targets in front of the tank, and the broad and huge flame devoured everything, burning everything it passed. The Soviet soldier just saw the fire getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and then felt the pain on his face and body like peeling off his skin. He wanted to howl, but a stream of hot gas poured into his lungs. In an instant, he lost all his thinking and memory, leaving only the charred carbides, which were condensed into crisp ashes adhered to his face. The leopard tank's improved flamethrower continued to move forward, crawled over the ruins and debris, and finally bumped into piles of corpses glowing with smoke. It was easy to crush these fragile corpses into real dust.