Chapter 1706 Spears Crossing

The experienced platoon leader had plenty of tricks to deal with the Germans who were armed with assault rifles similar to their own.

Although the accompanying infantry battalion brought by Kulbarov was only the lowest-ranking battalion in the Varosha Infantry Regiment. But this did not mean that this battalion could not fight or was too weak in combat effectiveness. It was simply that the other two infantry battalions and the combat engineer battalion were too strong. They could tear the Germans apart with their bare hands even if they threw away their guns.

So the Red Army soldiers still had the advantage in combat when facing the not-too-elite Wehrmacht infantry in front of them.

Boom boom boom boom——

A series of grenade explosions stirred up large pieces of broken soil and dust in the air. The huge shock wave could be clearly felt by the Red Army soldiers who were covering the trench wall at a distance.

The grenade was not thrown directly after the ring was pulled out, but was held in the palm of the hand and thrown out after a slight delay. The core point of the tactic was to achieve a dense air explosion effect.

This series of air-blast lemon grenades really made the Germans look confused and unprepared. The Russian grenades flying in the air with parabolic trajectories gave them almost no time to react. The German infantrymen who were shocked by the grenades had no time to lie down before a series of grenades exploded in the air and scattered hot metal fragments.

These grenade fragments, which were densely shot from high and low in the air, were far more lethal than those exploded on the ground.

If you look down from the perspective of the grenades in the air, you will find that almost all of the German soldiers who had no time to lie down had their heads, faces, necks, upper chests, and other important and vulnerable parts of the human body exposed to the killing range without any cover.

It is natural to imagine what the result will be after a series of loud noises at an explosion distance of less than ten meters.

"Go, charge! Hurry up!"

As soon as the grenade exploded, without any hesitation or waiting, a squad leader who was ahead of the platoon leader took up his AK with a bayonet and led the soldiers around him to rush out of the trench shelter.

The smoke and dust stirred up by a series of violent air explosions had not yet settled, slightly blocking the view, but the German blockade firepower that had just covered the entire trench had disappeared.

A few staggering figures could be vaguely seen behind the dust, some trying to stand up, or picking up the weapons that had fallen on the ground. The squad leader who rushed to the front did not say a word, and pulled the trigger on the spot with a hip-fire posture without even aiming.

Boom, boom, boom—

After a roar of 62mm intermediate-power rifle bullets, there were no living people standing in the field of vision. Only the bodies of German sticks were left, some with their brains bursting out, some with their upper bodies shot into sieves, lying in all directions.

"Keep going! The next trench, follow up, hurry up!"

Such scenes have long been commonplace, and there is no need to boast or linger about how many German sticks have been killed.

When the soldiers ran past one after another at a brisk pace, lowered their postures and continued to move forward, the squad leader who squatted down to change the magazine of the rifle in his hand also happened to see the mysterious new gun that fell next to the body of the German stick.

Time on the battlefield is very tight, and every second is precious and cannot be wasted.

Especially for grassroots commanders and fighters who need to lead the team, they can't waste time on useless things.

"Let's look at it later. We don't have time for it now."

The squad leader pulled out a fully loaded spare magazine from his chest and inserted it into the chamber. He suppressed his curiosity and returned to the battle and rushed forward. The German rifle that he had just targeted was left lying beside the owner's body, soaked in the blood that was still warm.

Although there were some casualties in the first fight because they didn't know that the enemy also had similar new guns.

But when more and more Red Army soldiers poured into the position through the torn hole, they switched back to the passive state of the first fight with the enemy's new light weapons.

The German army still had to take every hit, and the battle between the infantry did not change in any essential way because of the investment of the German army's new rifles.

You Germans have upgraded your firepower and become much stronger?

Sorry, our Red Army infantry has stronger firepower!

The group of Wehrmacht infantrymen on the battlefield who were still able to fight had only replaced less than half of their rifles with new rifles. Most of the Germans still had the old Mauser P38. But the opponent they faced was a super-strong infantry armed with PPSh, AK44, and SVT-40, and the lowest grade was a semi-automatic rifle that could fire in bursts.

In terms of firepower intensity, the German army was still no match for Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division as usual, whether it was a competition between infantry or tanks.

In terms of combat quality and the proportion of veterans, this group can only be said to be barely acceptable, slightly better than other Wehrmacht infantrymen at present, and at most can only be regarded as the level of the German regular infantry division in 41 or 42.

For the current German army, it is certainly good to have such a situation.

But the tragedy is that the opponent they faced was of hellish difficulty, the "Stalin Guards" led by Malashenko, nicknamed "Iron Butcher". Being pinned to the ground and beaten was both reasonable and not too surprising.

The German troops, relying on the rear half of the position, were still fighting desperately. The cross-machine gun firepower points arranged in several echelons were too tightly blocked. The German shooters operating the machine guns must be veterans. They were having a lot of fun with precise short bursts of five to ten rounds each. Although they were intermittent, they were rhythmic and well controlled.

It was not a solution to charge hard against such tightly blocked machine gun firepower. The fierce and fierce offensive was temporarily blocked.

But the good times of the remaining German troops did not last too long, because soon several smoking grenades flew to their faces.

The German machine gunners, who relied on the reinforced low wall at the edge of the village as a machine gun bunker, were not afraid of the explosion of ordinary grenades. But the problem was that this thing was not the type that exploded, but it was spinning on the ground, hissing and spraying out white smoke that was not thick but conspicuous enough.

"What? Did the Russians release poison gas???"

The gas mask box hanging on the buttocks can be taken off at any time, but this group of German machine gunners and all the surrounding German infantrymen who rely on the village edge for defense obviously have no chance to do so.

Boom boom boom——

What blew up the earth wall and sent the German soldiers and their guns flying into the sky was a burst of 122mm full-caliber high-explosive grenades that came at them instantly and made no sense at all.

The tank troops that had already dealt with all the German tanks finally had their hands free, and the black main gun barrels were full of high-explosive grenades ready to be fired. Kurbalov, who was exhausted and angry because of this mess with too many unexpected factors, was holding a radio transmitter and shouting orders to the crews under his command.

"Bomb it! Concentrate firepower in the smoke! That's the last bunker of the Germans, blow all these fascist pigs up to the sky!"