Chapter 1867: Blast to Pieces

The tanks stopped very close to the positions and maintained a strong direct fire output. Immediately afterwards, the infantrymen following the tanks advanced under the cover of heavy fire suppression, picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the faces of the fascists who were suppressed to the point that they could not even raise their heads. Read

Relatively speaking, this was a very simple battle.

Especially under the unusually strong direct fire suppression of the heavy tank units of the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division, any German infantrymen who were pinned down in the trenches of the positions wanted to raise their heads and fight back, which was a suicide act that was no different from directly slitting their necks.

The German infantrymen who were pinned down in the bunkers could not move. Giving up the positions was not the right thing to do, and raising their hands to fight back was even less the right thing to do. Being helpless for a while was the most straightforward and easy-to-understand description of the current situation, but even such helplessness would not last long.

Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that the German army was quick-witted and had tactics and countermeasures to fight against them, but that the Red Army infantrymen who rushed into the position under the cover of their own tanks had already killed the German soldiers who were hiding in the bunkers and could not move forward or backward. If they didn't do something, they would really be waiting to die.

"The Russians are coming! Fire, fire quickly! Drive them out!"

"Are you crazy? We have to retreat, the Russians are more numerous than ants!"

"Machine guns, take the machine guns!!!"

The German infantry regiment guarding the village was not a well-equipped elite unit. The equipment on hand could only be barely regarded as the standard equipment of the first-line German infantry division. In terms of newness and oldness, it was even worse, and most of them were old goods.

For such an ordinary Wehrmacht infantry regiment, it was simply a nonsense delusion to equip the latest assault rifles in large quantities like the elite armored divisions of the SS and the equally elite Great German Division of the Wehrmacht.

The remaining German soldiers on the battlefield have tried every possible way to fight the enemy with the maximum firepower, but no matter how hard they fight, the light weapons in their hands, which are mainly bolt-action, semi-automatic firepower, and fully automatic firepower, can't really compete with the enemy on the opposite side, which are almost all automatic firepower, and the worst are semi-automatic.

The German rifleman fired a clip of 5 rounds of 98K, while the Russians on the opposite side could pick up the AK in their hands and fire two rounds, including the time to change the magazine. The ammunition projection of these light weapons is not just a little big. This is simply a duel of different dimensions. The difference in ammunition projection per unit time is dozens of times, and it is a close combat. What the hell! ?

"Retreat! Everyone retreat, we have to retreat, retreat to the village! Take turns to cover the retreat! Quick!"

The battle had just lasted for less than five minutes, and the exhausted German remnants had begun to withdraw from the outer positions at the entrance of the village, preparing to retreat to the low wall bunkers of the buildings at the edge of the village to fight the next stage of the blocking battle.

As the saying goes, it is easy to attack but difficult to retreat. This has been an eternal truth of war since ancient times. It is much easier to rush forward in a large group when you have the initiative than to be forced to retreat by the enemy.

The German army that really began to try to retreat into the village soon found that it was far from as easy as imagined.

The Russians who were chasing them had no intention of suspending their offensive. The tactic that seemed to be the case was to first capture the outer positions and then take a short rest, and then swallow up the entire village step by step. At the moment, it has become the wishful thinking and self-imagination of the German army.

The Germans attacked with all their might and broke through the first line of defense without much effort. Kirill, who was in charge of commanding the entire offensive, did not intend to order a pause.

The Germans stationed outside the village not only did not have decent large-caliber anti-tank guns, but even had only a few small-caliber 75, 50, and 37 small water pipes.

There was no need to dawdle against such a group of poorly equipped enemies. The best strategy was to continue the fierce attack without giving them a chance to prepare for defense. The principle of cutting meat with a blunt knife did not apply now, or it could be said that enemies of this level were not qualified for Kirill to use this more suitable tactic to deal with difficult opponents.

"Each crew should aim at the firepower point on the outermost side of the village where the enemy is stationed and fire. The main gun should aim and fire directly! No mercy!"

"After destroying the firepower point, the machine guns will cover the infantry to open the main entrance of the village. The first row is ready to follow up! After entering the village, move forward immediately to report the situation!"

Kirill, who often fought with the Germans in the field to seize the village, knew what kind of killing method was the most efficient under the premise of the Germans' desperate resistance.

Just retreating to the village and not having time to catch their breath, this group of German remnants, who were covered with embarrassment and stains all over their bodies, were still in shock, but immediately waited for the enemy's ruthless attack together with their comrades who were stationed on the outer line of defense of the village.

"Russians! The Russians are coming again, they don't stop at all!"

"Stop them, we must stop them here! Everyone, take your positions!"

"Iron Fist! Go find iron!"

Boom--

A powerful 122mm high-explosive projectile whistled and hit the outer wall of a pure wooden village hut, exploding instantly.

The huge explosion instantly tore the poor little wooden house into pieces, and the scattered wood chips and house fragments were scattered everywhere like a rain of wood.

No one knows where the MG42 machine gun and the machine gun group originally set up on the reinforced window, as well as the unknown number of other German soldiers in the house, are now.

Bombed into pieces? Or crushed under the ruins of collapsed walls and houses?

Anything is possible, but it doesn't matter anyway. The living don't care about escaping, so who would care about the situation of the dead? Even if they are still alive, they are almost dead.

The low walls and wooden houses at the edge of the village that played a big role in the battle in the previous two days have now become a death warrant for the German soldiers stationed there.

Guarding these wooden houses, low walls and bunkers at the edge of the village means concentrating troops. After all, there are only a few houses that can be entered and not collapsed after two consecutive days of shelling, and there are even fewer houses with excellent views and truly usable for setting up the best crossfire points.

When the German infantry gathered their forces in these limited available shelters and huddled together to fight to the death, the unreasonable Russian steel monsters on the opposite side did not even give you a chance to fight to the death.

Want to fight to the death? Fight to the death with the 122mm artillery shell of my kind father. I will send it to you now, just accept it.