Chapter 313: fighting

Chapter 313 Combat

The battle has entered a fever pitch almost from the very beginning.

Anti-tank rifles fired bullets one after another with a burst of gunshots, and several light tanks stopped... Maybe it was because the vital parts were hit by anti-tank guns and malfunctioned, or maybe the crew was killed and unable to move forward normally.

But this is only a few of them. Other tanks still rushed into the Soviet defense line with German soldiers aggressively.

It seemed that it was negotiated. Both the enemy and us began to throw grenades at the enemy. With a bang of "boom boom", the front of the defense line exploded into a mess.

In this regard, the German army obviously has an advantage, because if a grenade is thrown into a trench, it will do more damage in a semi-enclosed space.

As it is now, the grenades thrown by the Germans exploded in rows in the trenches and knocked down the Soviet soldiers, while many of the grenades thrown by the Soviets were blocked by tanks, as did the shrapnel that exploded.

A grenade was thrown at Shulka's side, and it might explode at any time while smoking green smoke.

At that moment, Shulka didn't think about anything, and rolled back out of the trench as soon as he turned over.

Although it is dangerous outside the trenches, it is much safer than the trenches with grenades.

As for picking up the grenade and throwing it back... Shulka noticed when shooting that they would wait a while after pulling the string before throwing the grenade.

This is the practice of veterans. Newbies usually can't wait to throw the string as soon as they pull the string, and this will also give the enemy a chance to throw back.

The German army in front of him was obviously the former, so Shulka had no intention of throwing it back at all.

Sure enough, as soon as Shulka turned over the trench, he only heard a "boom", and the grenade blasted a pile of dust in the trench.

Shulka turned over and rolled back into the trench, leaning out again in the smoke of the grenade to shoot at the enemy.

With a "bang", it hit a German soldier who was holding a grenade and was about to throw it.

The target was only more than thirty meters away, and Shulka hit his arm without even aiming.

The smoked grenade fell to the ground, the German soldier quickly picked it up with another hand, and was about to throw it again but it was too late...

There was a loud explosion, and the grenade exploded at the height of half a person, and shrapnel flew around, knocking four or five German soldiers around to the ground.

"Bang!" Shulka fired another bullet, and the German soldier who had just emerged from behind the tank was knocked to the ground.

That's a submachine gunner.

There is a saying on the battlefield that "a submachine gun plus a grenade is worth the money in melee combat". The damage that a submachine gun can cause in close combat is no worse than that of a grenade.

A shuttle of machine gun bullets flew over, Shulka quickly retracted his head, then picked up two grenades in the trench, ignited the strings, and threw them out one after another.

A German soldier rushed to the front of the trench at this moment and pointed his submachine gun at Shulka... Shulka grabbed his foot and dragged him off the smooth snow.

The "da da da" submachine gun bullet almost flew past Shulka's scalp.

The German submachine gunner who fell into the trench wanted to struggle, but was knocked unconscious by Shulka's gun butt.

The real battlefield is far more chaotic than depicted. To some extent, it can be said that both the enemy and the enemy have no rules, and they only want to use all methods to kill each other, using a simple and primitive way.

The tank "rumbled" up, and its tracks slammed down into the trench with ice, snow and mud. A soldier stared wide-eyed, ignited a bundle of cluster grenades and lifted them towards the tank chassis, motionless.

There was a "boom", just as the tank rolled over the trench above his head, the grenade rang, and the tank was hanging on the trench with broken tracks hanging in the air, and a puff of thick smoke came out from the bottom.

Several German soldiers rushed into the trench and plunged their bayonets into the chest of a soldier. They were about to turn their guns in other directions, but found that an explosive package beside the corpse was smoking.

Soon, there were German and Soviet troops fighting each other everywhere. They fought each other with bayonets, shovels, and even teeth. Although they didn't know each other, they did everything they could to kill each other.

And this struggle soon paid off... German infantry couldn't keep up with the tanks that continued to advance across the trenches.

In fact, it is useless even if the tank stops, because the enemy and us are in a melee and cannot tell each other.

Thus, this gives the fighters with deep defenses the opportunity to blow up the tank. They approach the target from the dead end of the tank along the trench, and then throw the incendiary bottle up or blow it up directly with an explosive package.

Finally, the German attack was repulsed again. All the twenty or so German tanks that attacked remained on the defense line, and some of them were still burning with flames and emitting black smoke.

At this time, the soldiers were all covered in gunpowder smoke and blood, and almost lost their human form.

Shulka plunged the bayonet into the neck of a German soldier, and then dragged out the instructor who was strangled under him.

The instructor covered his neck and coughed violently, then retched, and after a while he wiped the blood from his face and complained: "Please, Shulka, can you stop doing this next time?"

"What?" Shulka asked, "Do you mean not to save you, Comrade Instructor?"

"No, Comrade Shulka!" The instructor pointed to the blood on his face: "I mean, you don't need to take a bayonet on his neck in this case..."

The instructor kicked the German soldier's soldier to turn it over.

At this time, Shulka realized that a bayonet had pierced the neck of a German soldier just now, so blood sprayed out and covered the instructor's face.

In fact, it's more than that.

The instructor's neck was pinched, and he was trying to breathe with his mouth wide open, but as a result, blood was poured into his mouth...

Shuerka suddenly understood why the instructor retched just now.

"You must have drunk a lot, comrade instructor?" Shulka laughed: "How does it taste?"

"No no!" The instructor replied: "It's not like you think!"

Although the instructor denied it, his evasive eyes revealed it.

"It's nothing, comrade instructor!" The veteran on the other side said: "We should drink their blood and eat their flesh!"

"Yes!" The actor replied: "The instructor is demonstrating to us!"

He laughed as he spoke, but the laughter quickly turned into a groan. He was hit by shrapnel on his left shoulder, and the medics were bandaging him at this time.

"Comrade company commander!" Leonyev asked, "Do you know how long we are going to guard?"

"Of course!" Shulka sat down and leaned against the trench wall, and replied: "Defend until the enemy withdraws from the Soviet Union!"

The soldiers couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

(end of this chapter)