Seven Hundred and Ninety, Xu Rulin

Listening to too many funny jokes will always change people's views on some truths. The final facts are covered in the dust of history, and most of them are nonsense that are left for everyone to talk about after dinner.

During World War II, the Italian army was not as bad as rumored, so that the Italian army used spaghetti to describe it. At least when the many bully the few and the many bully the few, the Italian army still has a certain combat effectiveness. Even in real history, although Italy's record cannot be compared with that of Germany, it is worthy of its level as a world power.

Even if they can't attack desperately like the Ukrainian army against the Russians and hide in a safe place to shoot all the shells in their hands, the Italians can still do it. So on this difficult night, the Soviet defenders spent a full 8 hours of difficult time in endless pain.

In the early hours of the morning, another unit appeared on Kharkov's flank, and this unit had a bitter hatred for the Soviet Union. The Romanian troops arrived and blocked the last retreat of Kharkov, and established a defensive position there, and cooperated with the 2 German divisions that strengthened these Romanian troops, it can be said that the flank of the entire Caucasus offensive cluster , the real impregnable.

Although the German army still lacks large-caliber artillery at this moment, it is no longer as lacking as it was at the beginning of the war. The large-caliber support artillery produced by Krupp has begun to fully refer to the assembly line process of the King Tiger tank, and has begun to use mechanized semi-automatic production processes. The number of artillery produced every day has begun to surge-these cannons are equipped with troops, although they are not completely filled. It filled the gap of the lack of artillery in the troops, but temporarily eased the embarrassment of the shortage of artillery in some troops.

Compared with the German army, the Italian and Romanian armies do not have this problem. On the one hand, it is because these countries have not expanded their armies on a large scale within a few years like Germany, and on the other hand, it is also because these countries do not have the sanctions imposed by the Treaty of Versailles. ,Adequate inventory.

Now these cannons are all on the Soviet-German front line, and they are bombarding the stubborn Soviet defenders in the city in the direction of Kharkov. The shells fired by these cannons made the whole city reverberate with the sound of buildings collapsing. The end of the world recorded in the Bible is nothing more than this. Every Soviet soldier holds his own weapon and witnesses the homeland he guards. Destroyed into piles of ruins.

A Soviet sniper was lying on the rubble of a building that had been blown into ruins by shells long ago, quietly and motionless. In his scope, several Romanian soldiers who had just arrived here were checking the destroyed buildings. These Romanian soldiers lack actual combat experience. In other words, they have not been taught the habit of bending over and walking quickly by the cruel war.

If no one fell by your side, if no comrade had his head smashed, if he hadn't been splashed with blood all over his face, he would never know how to bend over and bow his head on the battlefield, try to move as fast as possible against the wall, What an important and irreplaceable habit.

With a gunshot,

As a bullet pierced the head of a Romanian soldier, the remaining Romanian soldiers immediately learned the skills they should keep in mind, and hurriedly fled into the empty trench beside them, holding on to their helmets and crawling. Their movements are a bit shitty, and they don't match the image of the few of them pointing Jiangshan just now, but at this juncture, no one will care about their own image, after all, the one who pointed out the most chicly just now is lying on the ground spurting blood Woolen cloth.

The Soviet soldier pulled the bolt, loaded the rifle skillfully, then aimed the scope at the slowest enemy soldier, found out the lead, and fired a second shot neatly .

The bullet flew straight into the Romanian soldier's back, causing a penetrating wound to his chest. With a scream, the Romanian soldier threw himself into the trench, hitting his head on the bottom of the trench. The two friendly soldiers who jumped in first quickly leaned over, turned over the comrade who was face down, and found that he was not breathing.

The Soviet soldier on the ruins had already started to retreat from the small soil bag, carrying his rifle, ignoring the dust on his body, and ran to the path behind him. He crossed a street and climbed up a side road at the corner. The broken wall came to the second floor of a ruin, and he stuck out his muzzle through a window.

He turned from motion to stillness again, trying to hide his whereabouts as much as possible, wandering on the edge of the Soviet defensive position. The muzzle of the black hole was facing the street in the distance, waiting for the arrival of the enemy. In this ruined city, he is a hunter, a terrifying hunter who takes the life of his opponents.

Right in front of the Soviet snipers, about a hundred Romanian soldiers were slowly approaching at both ends of the street. These soldiers held their guns and walked forward cautiously. They looked around from time to time, trying to detect the surrounding area in advance. enemy situation. Obviously, the efforts of these people did not achieve their intended purpose, because just in this corner, a sniper had already aimed at a young Romanian soldier who was leading the way.

During World War II, street fighting was a nightmare for any country. The job of invading a city can generally only be handed over to the infantry, filling a bottomless pit with their lives, until the last drop of blood is shed by the defender or attacker, the killing is truly over. Street fighting itself has been studied as a subject, and it is already after World War II. At this time, among the ruins and rubble, there are terrible death traps everywhere.

"Boom!" A gunshot didn't sound too ear-piercing in this city that was exploding and burning everywhere, or in other words, in the ruins. However, a Romanian soldier who was walking in the front fell down, which made the others immediately understand what happened.

The chaotic shooting started immediately. The inexperienced Romanian soldiers frequently fired at the buildings on both sides. The machine guns covering these soldiers also roared. The army retreated slowly, until they retreated to the end of the street, before they stabilized their position.

This time, there was no need to change positions. The Soviet sniper sneered, touched the ammunition pouch on his body, and found that there were not many bullets left in it. He gave a wry smile, then drew a clip and loaded it into his rifle.

His assistant had been hit by a stray bullet a few days earlier and died. So he has been fighting alone these days. These enemy soldiers who appeared in Kharkov are not German soldiers with rich combat experience and superior combat effectiveness. Those grenadiers who are mixed with a large number of snipers are really difficult. character of. So he feels that he is more than capable now, almost like the arbiter in this city, deciding the life and death of anyone.

A few Romanian soldiers fumbled and began to move forward again. This time, most of the soldiers did not follow, but only a few unlucky ones walked forward tremblingly. With their guns in hand, they observed the surrounding scene more frequently. The Soviet snipers were very curious, why these people dared to come up to die in such a muddle when they knew they were dead.

He squinted his eyes, pressed the crosshair in the scope on an enemy soldier, and then decisively pulled the trigger. There was a "boom!", and the bullet hit the target, and the Romanian soldier responded Falling down, not even having time to struggle.

This time the Soviet snipers were not very lucky. These Romanian soldiers obviously had some experience compared to the chaotic shooting just now. They searched calmly and found the window where the Soviet soldiers fired. They raised their rifles and fired at the position of the Soviet sniper.

"Bastard!" The Soviet sniper quickly drew back his rifle, and then retreated from the window of the ruins to the edge of the collapsed floor on the other side. He jumped off the ruins, ignoring the rising dust , panting and ran to the opposite direction of the enemy.

After crossing the ruins and running through the streets over there, he suddenly found a place that he was not familiar with. After all, this city was not his hometown, and he couldn't distinguish any of the completely destroyed blocks. A dangerous aura surged from the surroundings, surrounding the Soviet sniper, making him a little out of breath.

So he hurried to the edge of the street, and quickly ran along the street to a direction he thought was safe. Holding his rifle, he let the wind whistling in his ears, and ran to the end of the street recklessly. The opposite street was already familiar to him, and he could reach the safe area over there by crossing the last crossroad. up.

When he rushed out of the corner, he stopped involuntarily, because there were more than 30 Ukrainian soldiers on the other side of the corner. They have attacked here along the other side, and are groping forward cautiously. At this time, more than 30 rifles were facing the Soviet sniper, and the situation seemed a little strange.

The Soviet sniper laughed, as if he thought it was a very funny thing, but it was a pity that he was punched with at least 20 holes before he finished laughing. He didn't feel the pain from his body, he fell down on his back with a smile, and closed his eyes tiredly.

On the other side of the street farther away, across many houses, row after row of Ukrainian soldiers carried their rifles and entered the city. The densely packed guns were as neat as a forest.