Chapter 2594 Horrifying Scene

The 5mm ammunition, which was originally used for anti-tank purposes, was indeed extremely powerful. This steel core armor-piercing bullet, which was originally used in anti-tank rifles, had a destructive power that was absolutely devastating among infantry firearms. Any infantry bunkers commonly seen on the battlefield were almost a joke in front of it.

The barrage of bullets swept in with a crazy scream penetrated the bunker, bringing large pieces of concrete debris flying everywhere. The German soldiers hiding behind it had no time to dodge. The wall-penetrating bullets that hit them would tear open the wounds with the deformed bullets and inject them into the flesh, and then use the powerful kinetic energy impact to crush all the flesh and bones it touched.

"Ah! Legs, my legs!"

"Don't worry about it! It's too late to save him, come back!"

"No! No! If we stay any longer, we will die here, those Russians are bombarding us with anti-aircraft guns!"

The 5mm beast of KPV is still a standard experimental equipment, except that Malashenko can use his old face and his well-developed connections to get a batch of them for the already privileged leader division and equip them. Ordinary Red Army troops don't even know that there is such a new machine gun, let alone using it.

It's basically nonsense to expect these ordinary soldiers to know what most of the Red Army field troops don't know.

The German soldiers who were killed and wounded by the wall-penetrating shooting and whose arms and legs were broken were almost stunned. They have seen the terrifying destructive power of the Russians' large-caliber heavy machine guns, but this more terrifying destructive power is obviously better than the stereotyped Russian heavy machine guns.

The destructive power of the Deshkan can only penetrate light bunkers under normal circumstances, but compared with the current situation, it can be said to be the weakest of the weakest.

This terrifying destructive power is so strong that the German soldiers who were beaten to the ground with broken arms and legs mistakenly thought that the Russians pushed up some small-caliber rapid-fire anti-aircraft guns and leveled the barrels to fire through the walls at them. And the German soldiers who came to this conclusion still believed it, because the destructive power plus the violent firing sound was really the same as that of a machine gun.

"We have to leave here! Right now, right now!"

"Leave!? Are you crazy? The Russians' firepower has blocked the entire street! If you get a little closer now, you will be beaten into pieces, and you still want to leave!?"

"Damn it! What do you say? Just be locked up in the alley by the Russians and wait to be mowed into meat paste by those machine guns!?"

The huge pressure of death and destruction enveloped all the surviving German soldiers, so much so that several of them were close to collapse because of this terrible pressure.

Screaming, cursing, and loudly venting their violent emotions at their comrades, these impotent rages on the verge of collapse did not play any role on the battlefield full of bullets, but apart from this, they could not do anything meaningful. Being blocked in this alley by violent firepower, if you dare to show your head, you will die, and you will die into a pile of slag without a single piece left.

The shouting and angry and desperate howling of several German soldiers did not last long, and a group of "living devils" who were about to end their tragic fate were approaching.

"I can't stand it anymore! I want to leave here, and you can do whatever you want! I can't wait to die here!"

A German soldier who really couldn't bear it stood up on his own initiative, no longer caring about the group of comrades beside him who didn't even have the courage to die, and could only sit here, trapped in this damn place, helpless and furious.

He swore that he must do something, and firmly believed that the battlefield would favor the brave rather than the cowards. Even if he died, he would die on the road to hope, instead of hiding in this alley and being beaten into a pile of blurred pieces of meat that couldn't even be distinguished from animals or people.

This was a small group of German soldiers who lost their command and were separated from the main force. Among the few people who hurriedly ran out before the house was blown down, there was no squad leader, not even a deputy squad leader, and no command at all.

No one could command this big German soldier holding an STG44 assault rifle. Even if we take a step back, in most cases, cowards do not have the confidence and courage to command brave men.

But sometimes, courage does not mean that you can run towards hope and win victory. It is just a chosen path rather than the final result.

That is, when the big German soldier holding the STG44 had just walked out for two steps, with his back facing his comrades who were looking at him blankly and at a loss, and was about to move forward a little further, closer to the edge of the alley, to check the situation outside and make tactical choices.

An unexpected explosion suddenly came from behind.

Boom——

A scene that no one on the scene expected suddenly took place.

The place where the German soldiers, squatting or sitting, were staying, or more precisely, the wall next to them, the outer wall of the two-story building next to the alley, suddenly shattered into countless brick and stone fragments like a foam board blown up by a firework cannon, splashing and dancing in the flames and impact.

It was expected that the enemy might appear at any time in the direction of the alley, but it was never expected that a wall that seemed safe next to it would suddenly explode.

There was no time to get closer to the alley entrance, and there was no time or energy to see what was happening in the world outside the alley.

In the strong impact of the explosion, he was almost blown away by the strong back thrust that came instantly. He was in a panic and caught off guard. He relied on his extremely fast reaction speed to hold on to a street lamp pole in the box beside him, and then he managed to stabilize his position.

The STG44 assault rifle that was originally tightly held in his hand was also shaken out of his hand and flew out, and fell directly on the ground about three meters away.

The gun is the life of a soldier, especially on the battlefield. It is more important than life.

The first reaction after stabilizing his position and coming to his senses was to pick up the gun quickly, and he didn't think about anything else and had no time to think about it at all.

But just as this big German soldier was running towards his weapon, he subconsciously glanced in the direction where the explosion sounded and his comrades were.

The "horrible" scene in front of him almost scared him to death on the spot.

In the midst of the blasting smoke and dust that had not yet settled, a whole team of Russians holding assault rifles were filing out of the gap in the wall that had been blown open.

The comrades who were arguing just now were either a pile of broken limbs or completely disappeared, at least they were completely out of sight.

The Red Army soldiers who failed to find their target immediately after leaving the gap looked around and immediately found that the German who had luckily not been blown to pieces or blown away was trying to pick up the gun, and the black muzzle filled with bullets pointed directly at him without saying a word.