Chapter 160:

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Chapter 160:

Chapter 160

The paratroopers grim prediction came true.

Shit Why the hell are those German bastards deploying tanks here?

Ugh

In a direct tank-to-tank battle, the remaining thousands of Panzer III tanks and their inferior units were useless.

But just because they were small, it didnt mean that the infantry could subdue the steel beasts with their bare hands.

The paratroopers hid and aimed their rocket launchers at the tanks.

They couldnt attack because there were also German infantrymen watching all sides from the trucks.

We only have two launchers

Two launchers werent enough to unleash overwhelming firepower and suppress those more than ten vehicles.

They might be able to destroy a couple of them if they hit well, but they would be minced by the German machine guns in an instant.

They also had to expose their upper bodies at least, instead of lying flat on the ground like now, because of the blast flame that burst out from the back.

Hey, Ivan, what are you doing?

Ah, thats the thing Sir

The squad leader looked down at the veteran soldier who was fiddling with something with the warhead, with contempt.

Did he pick up something weird somewhere?

Here, here it is!

What is this?

This is the explosive that I took out of the rocket warhead and tied together. If I shoot this, I can give them a big blow.

The squad leader rubbed his forehead in pain as he saw the rocket warhead with chunks of explosives hanging from it.

There were plenty of rocket launchers, so he didnt mind that, but Anyway, it was absurd. But Ivan smiled and showed it to him.

Our former squad leader taught me this. Trust me.

Fine. Then you take the launcher and shoot.

***

Huh? A rocket launcher!

Damn it. Driver, move!

They gave the order, but the Germans had no time to react.

The rocket launcher, which looked heavy and bulky, flew slowly and curved, but it wasnt something that the clumsy tanks and vehicles could avoid.

Aaaah!

Oh, mother

The rocket launcher, unfortunately, hit the tank and caused a huge explosion.

It looked heavy, and it had a lot of explosives, or maybe the ammunition and fuel inside the tank caused a secondary explosion, but the Panzer III tank literally blew up and scattered flames and debris all over.

The vehicle-mounted infantrymen on the trucks were caught off guard and screamed as they rolled on the ground.

Some of the veteran soldiers managed to regain their senses and fired at the direction where the rocket launcher came from, but the Soviet soldiers were nowhere to be seen, as if they had hidden again.

They must be the paratroopers

Is that important now? Hurry up and scatter the vehicles that can move and find them! Vehicle-mounted infantry, get off!

Yes!

***

The Soviet commands intention was exactly as they planned.

The paratroopers were not the main attack. Rather, they were closer to a diversion.

Model had singled out and defeated the paratroopers who could launch guerrilla attacks and break up the armored units, but that was exactly what the Soviets wanted.

Even if we sacrifice 20,000 paratroopers, we will break through Warsaw as soon as possible. Thats the way to reduce the casualties of 200,000.

Marshal Zhukov was half on fire.

The secretary-general wanted to conquer the whole of Germany as soon as possible.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Liberation is coming! Brothers!

Mother!

The Warsaw insurgents, with their weak weapons and low training, harassed the Germans as much as they could.

Even as they died from the bullets in their heads, they shouted.

Long live Poland! Long live liberation! Destroy the fascists

Bang! Another young man fell to the ground after being shot.

The blood that bloomed like a red flower stained the wall and made a splendid picture.

Yanek! Yanek Wisniewski! Open your eyes!

The Polish brothers and the Soviets were slowly entering from the outskirts of the city, but the center of the city was still occupied by the Germans.

Did they get the order? Everyone felt that they were trying to retreat, but there was nothing they could do about the last person who was defending the machine gun position.

There were corpses in front of the machine gun position.

The bravest sons

The bravest among the Poles. Those who could charge into the mouth of death that was wide open, without hesitation, for their brothers and families.

The Polish flag tied to their arms was dyed red with blood and became an enemy flag.

Tatata!

The machine gun spat fire again. Another young man fell to the ground, whether he was shot or not. Should he go and save him? Is he alive? As he was wondering, he heard a siren from the sky.

The siren was speaking in German.

[The commander of the German garrison in Warsaw has surrendered. Dont die in vain and surrender. I repeat. Surrender!]

An old Soviet fighter plane flew in the sky with a large speaker. Some of the Polish insurgents who knew German cheered.

But the Germans didnt surrender right away. The machine gun position in front of them lifted their machine gun and shot at the Soviet fighter plane.

Tatata!

The machine gun spat out cartridges and attacked the plane.

The Soviet plane seemed to take this as a kind of treaty violation.

After broadcasting peacefully to the Germans to surrender, the plane that was hit by the machine gun fire dropped a bomb on the Germans.

***!! **!

The Germans ran out of the position and tried to avoid the bomb, but they were soon riddled with bullets by the Polish snipers who were aiming at them from all sides.

Boom! The bomb fell on the empty position and exploded, blowing up the machine gun and ammunition.

In the distance, a red flag and a white flag of Poland were flying over the city hall. The insurgents shouted with their hearts bursting as they looked at the flags fluttering in the fierce wind.

They finally reclaimed Warsaw.

They took the capital. A cheer rose from the hearts of the insurgents.

Wow!!! Hooray! Hooray!

Warsaw! Were back!!

Long live the liberation of Poland!

Despite all the resistance, the Germans were defeated. They lost Warsaw.

The surviving remnants fled out of the city one by one. There were few who could retreat orderly.

There were already rumors that 100,000 paratroopers had built an airfield and a Soviet garrison in the rear of Warsaw, that there were 20 armored divisions, and all kinds of rumors.

At least the Soviets had deployed a tremendous force, and the Germans had lost miserably.

Pushed by the collapsed defense line, the Germans, who had collapsed, tried to rebuild the defense line with the remaining units, but the Soviets eventually pushed in with overwhelming force.

Where where should we go?

A new recruit who had barely survived asked a veteran, who pointed to the west without a word.

The Oder River. After the Vistula River was broken through, the only thing that could be a defense was the Oder River.

Beyond that, there was the capital of the empire, Berlin, and there was no more place to retreat.