Seven Hundred and Sixty-Eight Peripheral Scrambles

Attack, attack! This is what most of Germany's troops on the Eastern Front were doing. The soldiers rushed through the woods, across the trenches and the open wilderness, across the flat and vast wasteland of dry grass. Surrounding the city with constant shelling, one after another the nodes on the map were planted with the swastika flag representing Germany.

A German grenadier jumped out of the trench, he ran forward, and after a few steps, he quickly lay down on the ground, the bullets flew over his head, with the whistling sound of friction with the air. The bullet closest to him was only a few centimeters away from his helmet.

Before the soldier adjusted his position, a No. 3 assault gun drove past him. The assault gun stopped at a position and fired towards a bunker that was constantly spraying flames in the distance. set fire.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and thick smoke rose from the thick reinforced concrete bunker, and the shells accurately hit the target at a distance of several hundred meters, smoothing out an advancing infantry. obstacle.

The evading German soldier got up and followed the No. 3 assault gun, which began to advance slowly again. The bullet hit the solid armor, splashing sparks, and the soldiers around the assault gun, braving the enemy's intensive firepower, moved forward with difficulty.

"For the Empire! Forward!" A group of German soldiers rushed to the enemy's position with their weapons in hand. Under the cover of machine guns, the engineers began to use tools to cut through obstacles such as the barbed wire fences laid by the Soviet army. The German soldiers behind them crossed over. Those destroyed barbed wire, and then quickly jumped into the trenches of the Soviet troops.

Intensive gunshots came, and there were explosions everywhere, some were caused by soldiers on both sides throwing grenades at each other, and some were caused by artillery attacks falling nearby. The originally strong and complete trenches have been destroyed by shells and other things. There are huge craters left in many places. The Soviet Red Army and the German soldiers who wanted to seize these places unfolded fierce competition.

The German soldier who just held a gun and killed a Soviet soldier was soon hit by bullets from other Soviet soldiers, and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt. Behind him, more German soldiers were firing fiercely, and on the other side, more Soviet soldiers fell with the sound of gunfire.

Hundreds of Soviet soldiers fought back on the ground, but after they jumped out of their trenches and charged forward for a certain distance, they realized that they were surrounded by German guns and bullets, and the No. 3 Assault A steel behemoth like a cannon.

With only rifles, they have no way to deal with the German attack. They have nothing to do with the German assault guns. They can only rely on the infantry to forcefully approach these tanks or assault guns with a dozen grenades to destroy the positions that pose the greatest threat to them. of heavy equipment.

"Abramovich! Go! Kill that enemy tank!" A company commander pointed to the distance,

The German No. 3 assault gun, which was constantly firing and attacking, gave orders to his subordinates. His troops have been smashed by the assault gun. If this big guy is not killed, there will soon be no more organized Soviet troops here.

"Which tank are you talking about? Sir?" The Soviet soldier named Abramovich lowered his head, held his helmet with one hand, and asked his company commander loudly: "What should I do?" Only by attacking can we guarantee the completion of the mission?"

"That tank! Did you see it? The one without the turret, the Iron Cross on the side, have you seen it clearly?" The Soviet company commander pointed to the distant target and told his subordinates loudly: "You , with a dozen grenades, approaching that tank! Yes, to the side..."

"Boom!" Before the company commander waved his arm to assign tasks to his soldiers, explaining the order he was going to let him carry out, a bullet hit his arm pointing at the tank. . The huge impact directly sent his palm flying, leaving only a bare wrist.

"Ah!" The unlucky Soviet company commander who was hit by a stray bullet screamed, and then fell to the ground. Stray bullets are flying everywhere on the battlefield. If one is extremely unlucky, a soldier can easily be hit by bullets flying across the battlefield. It may be the bullets fired by the enemy, of course, it may also be shot by one's own people. .

The soldier who was ordered to blow up the German tank just now stepped forward and helped the fallen company commander: "Medical soldier! Medical soldier! Comrade company commander was shot! He was shot! Come on! !"

The machine gun directly in front of the No. 3 tank was constantly spitting out flames, sweeping all the Soviet soldiers in the front trench into the trench. After all, the Soviet soldiers here no longer had any decent anti-tank weapons in their hands. So the German assault guns opposite them raged like wolves into sheep.

At the other end of the battlefield, the fate of another No. 3 assault gun was not so good. On the opposite position, the Soviet soldiers had a 45mm anti-tank gun in their hands. In the camouflaged trench, when the No. 3 assault gun got close enough, the Soviet anti-tank gun opened fire.

The shell pierced through the front bottom armor of the German assault gun, leaving a hole about 3 cm in diameter. The shell and the fragments formed by the armor swept through the entire interior of the assault gun, killing the four members inside. riddled with sores. Fortunately, the assault gun did not explode, so the more than 20 German soldiers who followed were not in any danger.

"We must retreat! If we don't leave, we will all die here." A Soviet soldier looked at his companion and said loudly. However, the order to retreat was not issued at all, and everyone could only stay in the trenches, waiting for their doomsday.

On this side of the position, the company commander whose palm was blown off was being hurriedly bandaged by medical soldiers. And two young Soviet soldiers have already filled their bodies with grenades, ready to stop the No. 3 assault gun of the German army, which is like entering no one's land. They weaved through the trenches and soon came to the side of the German assault gun.

Gunshots sounded from time to time in the surrounding trenches, German shouts were everywhere, and Soviet soldiers screamed after being shot. They climbed onto the trench with their bare hands, ready to approach their objective from a flanking position. It's a pity that the first Soviet blaster was discovered by the German army just as he showed his head. A row of dense bullets swept over and hit the Soviet soldier's head, instantly capturing his young body. life.

"..." The Soviet soldier was so frightened that he couldn't even speak when his comrade's blood spattered his face. He didn't know what would happen to him after he went out. His calf was shaking all the time, making him even take a step I can't even move my body. He felt that he should leave this ghost place as soon as possible, but he still remembered that the purpose of coming here was to destroy the enemy's chariot—but now it was very difficult for him to move forward or retreat.

A grenade rolled into the trench and landed right at his feet. He looked down at the iron lump, and only a moment of cursing was left in his mind. The huge explosion lifted the dust in the entire trench, and the German army was taken aback by such a deafening explosion.

However, after the explosion, the No. 3 assault gun that was close at hand was still raging on the battlefield, and the German army was still advancing slowly under the cover of armored vehicles and assault guns. They occupied and cleared one trench after another, pushing the Soviets out of the land bit by bit.

Several German soldiers found a gathering area of ​​the Soviet Red Army in the trench, so several grenades were thrown here at the same time. After an explosion, the German soldiers rushed in with guns, and opened fire on any moving target. Load a few bullets.

Soon there was no sound in the entire trench. The German soldiers kicked the Soviet soldiers who had fallen to the ground. There was a heavy machine gun here, but they did not dare to fire because they were afraid of being killed by the assault guns in the distance. A little farther away, there were more than a dozen Soviet soldiers lying here and there. They were all poor worms who were killed by the grenades and strafing just now.

A Soviet man in an officer's uniform was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were still full of unwilling expressions. The entire hand of the Soviet company commander was missing, and a blood-stained bandage was still wrapped around the wrist. There were some empty ammunition boxes scattered around the body, and it seemed they were using them as chairs.

Not far away, German soldiers gathered together and were laying a huge national flag in the center of a group of bunkers. They occupied this place and had to leave an identification mark against the air according to the regulations. Now, from this very spot, looking up at the top of the hill, the Germans could already see the core of the Sevastopol fortress.

"My head of state." An officer knocked on the door of Akado's office. In the room, Anna and Fanny were chatting with Akado about media control and utilization. After Anna ordered to come in, the officer opened the door and walked into the room, placing a report on the on Akado's desk.

He stood beside Akado and reported softly: "General Manstein's Army Group M had surrounded Sevastopol an hour ago, and he said he wanted to use this attack to express his gratitude to the head of state. loyalty."

"I see. Call him back and tell him that I am very much looking forward to his next performance. The Caucasus is the stage I gave him. I hope he can perform an excellent performance that I will never forget!" Akado nodded , After saying this, he signaled that the person coming could leave.