Chapter 1840 Everyone, Get Down!

"Those Russians are crazy! They dare to use flamethrowers indoors. This place will soon become a fire scene!"

"We can't hold this place. The first floor is lost and the commanding heights on the second floor are meaningless! Our losses are too great. We have to retreat quickly!"

"Retreat? Where to retreat? There is a platform behind. Do you plan to fight the Russians to death on the platform? There is not even a little defensive shelter there! There is only a train on the track!"

"Why is the train not working!? Don't we still have..."

Swoosh——

Boom——

The panicked SS soldiers on the second floor did not have much time to talk nonsense, because the iron fists in the hands of the Red Army soldiers on the first floor could not wait to greet them.

"Russians! The Russians are rushing up! They are attacking the stairwell. I can't hit them!"

If you walk normally, you can walk all the stairs from the first-floor waiting hall to the second-floor waiting stand in less than half a minute.

Even if a temporary bunker was built in the stairwell and a machine gun was set up, judging from the fierce firepower of the Russians, the delay effect was no more than one or two minutes, or even less. Who knows which stupid friendly army gave those Russians so many iron fists!

Time is running out, and most of the soldiers of the Skeleton Division who feel that it is meaningless to continue fighting do not want to die in such a place.

Although this does not mean that they have decided to surrender, they just want to change to a more meaningful and more effective place to continue fighting. But there is no doubt that how to escape has become a top priority that must be solved as soon as possible.

"We can't go down the stairwell! It must be full of Russians rushing up! Let's jump down from the second floor and find a way on the platform?"

"What? Jump off the building!?"

The solution given by the battalion commander of the Skeleton Division who took the lead was really terrifying. Logically speaking, the height of the second floor was not very high. Professional soldiers who had received military training would not have any major problems jumping down from the second floor. It could even be said that they would be unscathed.

But the key point was that this ghost place was not an ordinary second floor. It was the second floor of the grandstand in the waiting hall of the Russian railway station.

These Russians, who didn't know what they were thinking, built the second floor grandstand with a height difference of seven or eight meters from the ground of the first floor hall, which was almost as high as the third floor of an ordinary residential building.

What was even more terrible was that the second floor grandstand would not be flat ground when jumping out of the rear window, but a staircase leading to the platform that was much higher than the ground. The entire waiting hall is like a building built on a foundation two or three meters above the ground. No one knows why the Russians designed it this way. Whether it was to prevent water from flowing back during the rainy season or for some other reason, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that jumping down from a cumulative height of eight or nine meters, almost ten meters, onto the brick and stone staircases with hard edges and uneven heights, it might really kill you. Even if you don't die, it's no problem to break your legs or arms.

The SS soldiers who looked at each other were completely dumbfounded. They didn't want to do this, but they couldn't think of a second way that was not as good as this one. If they really wanted to jump off the building, they couldn't make up their minds for a while. Time passed by inadvertently, until a dazzling fire and pig-like screams came from a stairwell not far away.

"Ahhh!!! Ahhhhhh!!!"

"There's no time, the Russians are attacking with flamethrowers! Jump with me!"

The battalion commander, who was also a little scared and more hesitant, was the first to grit his teeth and stamp his feet. He took a short run and then jumped out of the window. The wooden window frame, glass shards and the whole person flew out, leaving behind the bewildered and stunned soldiers of the SS Division.

There was no other way, so he had to jump.

Soon, one after another, SS soldiers began to jump from the second-floor stand window like dumplings, and lost their balance in the air and fell to the ground in all kinds of weird and outrageous postures. There were many people who limped and bent over, and fell flat on their faces.

Although he was thrown and rolled on the stairs, he had countless injuries and bruises all over his body.

But those SS soldiers who at least didn't break their legs still struggled to get up from the ground, gasping for breath, gritting their teeth and picking up the weapons and guns that fell beside them. They helped each other and began to retreat to the farther end of the platform in pairs.

Jumping off the building does not mean safety. The terrible crisis that the Russians may come out of the waiting hall at any time lingers in everyone's mind, just like a nightmare that cannot be shaken off.

"Hold on! We will be safe at the other end, let's go!"

Limited by the blind spot of the first floor looking up at the second floor, if the Germans did not take the initiative to stick their heads out and draw their guns to fight, the people on the first floor would not be able to see what the Germans hiding on the second floor are doing now. They only know that the extremely fierce resistance of the Germans on the second floor suddenly stopped, which must be wrong.

"Go up, go up, go up! The Germans have stopped shooting, they must want to run!"

Taking advantage of the enemy's firepower interruption while changing bullets, the flamethrower was used to pair up the German machine gunner and assistant gunner who were hiding behind the wooden furniture bunker at the corner of the stairwell and firing wildly with MG42, and they were all made into barbecue on the spot.

Without caring about admiring the sizzling and burning corpses under his feet, Comrade Alsim, who was in charge of leading the assault, only shouted to his soldiers to rush up quickly and not let the enemy run away.

The soldiers of the combat engineer battalion, holding their steel guns tightly in their hands, rushed straight up along the chaotic and hot stairwell with heavy plate armor and bulletproof vests on their shoulders. Alsim, who led the assault, also followed the pace of the vanguard and followed closely behind.

"Comrade Company Commander! The Germans are gone, they ran away!!!"

The stands on the second floor were empty, full of empty machine gun ammunition boxes and shells on the ground. To be more precise, there were also the bodies and wounded SS soldiers who had been killed or not yet dead, lying on the ground groaning and losing their combat effectiveness.

The waiting stands on the second floor had no access except for the two staircase corridors on the left and right connecting to the first floor. One of the two staircases was led by himself, and the other was blocked by another platoon leader and another team to attack upwards, in order to completely cut off the German escape route and not let any of them escape. They had already agreed to meet in victory on the second floor stands.

In this case, how the hell did these German scum on the second floor escape? It couldn't be that they disappeared from the face of the earth!

Angry and annoyed, but keeping calm and rational, his two hawk-like eyes scanned the second-floor stands, and then focused on the broken window with only a few pieces of broken glass hanging on the window frame.

"Damn it, these fascist bastards actually jumped off the building!"

He cursed in a low voice, then rushed to the window sill and looked down.

Alsim did see the SS scum on the platform who were supporting each other or leaning on their broken guns as crutches, and who had not had time to escape far away while limping, but he did not immediately order the soldiers to shoot at them from the second-floor commanding window with a good view.

To explain why, it was because the steel behemoth lying under the platform and on the rails, which was already trembling slightly and had a great visual impact, was too terrifying. Alsim, whose eyes were wide open and deeply shocked, roared as soon as he reacted.

"Everyone, get down!"