Chapter 2399 Life Relay

"High-explosive shells loaded! The target is the bunker in front, gunners ready!"

"High-explosive shells ready! Loaded!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

Boom--

When the dazzling gunfire ejected the hot projectiles again, the target, which was not far away, would also be destroyed in the explosion, so there were far more than one life lost. Performance

Boom--

The powerful 122mm high-explosive shells hit the outer wall of the bunker hard and burst and exploded. The military-standard concrete outer wall, which was indestructible in front of ordinary light weapons and small-caliber artillery, could not withstand such an explosive impact. In just a blink of an eye, there was a burst of flying sand and stones and splashing fire.

"Fascists from Sukabul! Come again, keep loading! Another shot! That thing is still halfway intact!"

"High explosive bombs are ready!"

"Loading complete!"

"Fire!"

There is no difficult problem on land that cannot be solved by a 122mm grenade. If there is, just fire another one.

The open-air bunker that had been bombed halfway was in bad luck this time. The 122mm high-explosive grenade that came towards it with a violent roar poured directly into the hole that was blown open and hit the bull's eye.

The collision fuse was successfully fired under the action of violent external force, and the high-energy charge contained in the warhead of the projectile was instantly detonated.

Boom--

Another loud explosion of "catching the coffin" sounded, and the entire semi-open bunker cover was directly lifted into the air, smoking and spinning, and then fell heavily like a hot iron plate after being smoked and burned, and directly smashed diagonally into the ruins of the bunker that had been broken beyond belief.

There is no need to ask what happened to the Germans in the bunkers. There is only one answer.

"Well done! Fuck the German fascists!!!"

The commander, who saw everything clearly in his periscope, roared excitedly and punched the armored plate beside him on the spot in excitement. This is the third bunker their crew has opened since opening the top of the Upper Zelo Heights. It can be said that the results are fruitful now that the battle has not been going on for long.

"Keep going, brothers! Support our infantry comrades and knock off the Germans' tortoise shells one by one!"

"Ura!!!"

The heavy armored vehicles in the rear held up their towering cannons and continued to advance forward and approach to support. In the trenches and communication trenches that were connected in all directions and crisscrossed in front, countless Red Army soldiers were fighting bloody battles with the enemies they met in close range.

"Fuck you, fascists! Die!"

Puff--

The shiny silver bayonet stabbed in from the front chest and out from the back, and the scarlet blood mark on the tip of the knife was the color of life. But it was not hope, but despair and death.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!!!"

He was stabbed through, but he did not fall in a pool of blood with a scream on the spot.

The big German soldier holding the bayonet on his chest clenched his teeth and had a ferocious face. He never let go of the MP40 submachine gun in his hand from beginning to end. Instead, he used the greatest strength he could mobilize to hold the handle tightly, raised his hand and swept it across the face of the deadly enemy in front of him.

"Puff!"

The force of the gun barrel hitting his face was enough to knock out his front teeth. The soldier, who felt his head whipped and saw stars, staggered and stood unsteadily. His body could not help but let go of his hands holding the gun and retreated repeatedly. The big German soldier who refused to give up was still fighting with his last breath of blood and was extremely crazy.

"Damn Russian! I want you to die! Die!!!"

The bayonet that pierced his chest fell to the ground with the AK, and no one paid attention to it. The big German soldier, who was mumbling and bleeding from his chest, was like a demon and could not die. He held the sharp saber tightly in his hand and pounced on the face of the enemy who was lying on his back and seemed to be defenseless.

The Red Army soldier, realizing the danger, endured the severe pain of losing his front teeth and dislocating his jaw, and subconsciously rolled sideways. The cold light that hit him almost brushed his cheek and fell straight down in an instant.

Puff--

The blood splashed in an instant, and the cold blade cut open the cheek that was already scarred by the battle. The blood stained the sharp blade and flowed down. The sharp tip of the knife had completely sunk into the soil because of the excessive force, which showed the great force.

"Fuck you! Die, die!!!"

The big German soldier who rode on the chest of the Red Army soldier had no intention of giving up. He suddenly exerted force with his right arm and pulled out the saber that was stuck in the soil. He didn't care about the severe pain and bloodshed in his body, as if his life had become something outside of his body. He only wanted to kill the fellow human in front of him and raised his saber again.

"Die!"

Da da da da——

He died immediately, without any ambiguity or delay. Not only would death not be absent, it would not even be late, at least this time.

A string of bullets came from nowhere, with the roaring flames bursting out of the muzzle, and shot directly into his chest and pierced out. His broken body, which was already seriously injured and was holding on to its last breath with strong willpower and adrenaline, could no longer withstand such destruction.

He fell to the ground with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, with blood splattering behind him, and his face was on the sky. After a slight twitch of the nerves in his legs and dilated pupils, he was completely lifeless and ended.

"Hey! Are you still alive?"

The soldier, whose AK was still smoking, had no time to check the results of the battle, or to be sure that there was no German stick, who could survive after being hit by seven or eight rounds of 62mm intermediate power rifle bullets in the upper body.

After trotting to his comrade, he just leaned over to check and confirm the injury.

"Wuwuwu um um"

"What!?"

The soldier who had not realized the problem just now looked at this strange behavior and realized that the comrade in front of him raised both hands to indicate that his jaw had been dislocated and he could not speak.

Looking at the deep wound on his face that was bleeding continuously, and looking at the face that was hit to the side with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, the soldier who realized the seriousness of the problem quickly carried his comrade and ran back.

"Medic! Where is the medic? I have someone injured!!!"

Such scenes can be seen almost everywhere on the battlefield.

Those soldiers who fell in a bloody battle with the enemy on the way to the charge will never be abandoned or ignored as long as they are still alive.

Comrades who come forward one after another will do their best to rescue and take them away. The medical emergency troops who follow closely behind the combat troops and charge together will immediately take over, regardless of the rain of bullets flying around them, and bravely move forward all the way. The relay of life is like this, going back and forth continuously.