Chapter 2932 Bullets and Books (Part 1)

This library located in the Capitol is really big. It can not only accommodate rows of bookshelves full of books, but also add an extra second floor with a balcony to the library on the second floor.

And now, those armed SS soldiers who were armed to the teeth and wearing the same plate armor and bulletproof vests as their own, who had just met once not long ago, have appeared again on the second floor of the library and opened fire.

Dada Dada——

"Damn it! Spread out! Find a shelter and hide! Don't fight hard!!!"

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do.

The huge library looks full of space, but there are very few things that can be used as shelters, almost very few.

Needless to say, there are overturned bookshelves and scattered books on the ground. Are you going to be a turtle and dive into the pile of books to block bullets with books? It is true that there is a golden house in the book, but there is no coffin lid.

Those tall bookshelves still standing on the ground looked OK. The solid wood bookshelves themselves and the thick books placed on them could indeed withstand some bullets, but they did not include automatic rifles firing intermediate-power rifle bullets. The penetration and muzzle kinetic energy were not at the same level as pistols and submachine guns.

So even though Alsim reacted quickly, he raised his gun to shoot at the second-floor attic above and tried to suppress the enemy, while changing positions and moving quickly, he did not forget to speak loudly to remind his soldiers.

But facing such a terrible reality and extremely unfavorable combat environment, even these veteran combat engineers who had experienced hundreds of battles found it extremely difficult.

Some soldiers hid behind the stone load-bearing pillars in the library and escaped for the time being.

But those soldiers who had no pillars around them and could not accommodate everyone even if they had pillars, suffered a considerable number of them on the spot.

The enemy's superior automatic rifle firepower from a high position penetrated the plate armor bulletproof vest that could only resist round-headed submachine gun bullets and pistol bullets without any suspense, and the blood splattered on the spot.

Several soldiers who were shot more than a dozen times immediately fell in a pool of blood, and around them, more soldiers were desperately moving tactically, running and fighting, and looking for any available cover to hide temporarily.

The SS fanatics who had already ambushed in the second-floor attic were obviously impossible to let these unfortunate enemies go easily. The battlefield truth of taking advantage of your illness to kill you was once again vividly reflected.

The heavy rain of automatic rifle firepower poured down from the second-floor attic, and even the crackling hot shells kept falling like rain. The scene was definitely more blockbuster than any Hollywood indoor gun battle blockbuster.

"Don't come in! Get out! Everyone outside, get out!!! There's an ambush!!!"

When the gunshots rang out inside the house, the remaining soldiers of the Alsim company, who had not yet entered the house, immediately felt nervous and anxious. They picked up their weapons and entered in an orderly manner without caring about anything else. Without saying a word, they rushed in to support and rescue their comrades.

But those SS soldiers who had ambushed in advance were really well prepared, and even considered the details of preventing the enemy's subsequent reinforcements from entering.

A group of machine gunners just placed the MG42 on a bookcase in the second-floor attic, and the muzzle was aimed at the entrance of the library where Alsim's vanguard team had just entered. The hot rain of bullets knocked down the two soldiers who had just stepped into the threshold with just one burst. They fell to the ground with twitching bodies and splattering blood mist, and it seemed that they would not survive.

Obviously, the machine gun was not prepared for the Alsim vanguard team that entered first, but was specially used to intercept the follow-up reinforcements who were unprepared for this. It was obviously a deliberate deployment and not a coincidence.

This also further shows that Heisenberg, this bastard, is not only extremely cruel and has no bottom line, but also very dirty when playing tactics, even using the insidious tactics of "letting the vanguard go and attacking the reinforcements".

Not only should Alsim's vanguard team be shut down and beaten, but Alsim's follow-up large force should also be given the maximum sudden killing.

If it weren't for the quick reaction speed of the veterans of Alsim's company, they would not have rushed in like a swarm of bees even in an emergency to save people. Then there are more than just two bodies lying on the ground now. If there are not 17 or 18 or 20 bodies, I'm afraid this matter will not be over.

He just shouted loudly to stop the others outside the house from rushing in, and reminded them loudly that there was an ambush.

Alsim found a large stone sculpture that looked solid nearby and used it as a temporary shelter. When he looked up, he found that the MG42 that was "sizzling" like a cloth tearing machine was set up in a blind spot on the first floor and could not be seen at all.

At least from where he was now, he could not see any specific situation except that he could hear the gunshots roughly from where they came from.

This also proved that these SS scum were not only crazy, but their understanding and practical application of tactics were not comparable to those fanatical SS or the soldiers caught from the streets.

Alsim could despise Heisenberg and his minions who had nothing to do with "humanity", but at the tactical level, he had to admit that these enemies were really "crazy and slippery" and had combat power that matched their madness and fanaticism. The crazier and more capable enemies were, the harder it was to deal with them.

"Damn Suka! This is a big trouble!"

No matter how much of a "Slavic superman" Alsim was, he now knew clearly that the overall battle situation was not in his favor, and it was extremely unfavorable. If he didn't find a way to turn it around quickly, he would die on the spot.

For a moment, he couldn't think of any other way, so he could only take out the two grenades he carried with him, which were the ones that Sulovchenko had just "supplied" to him not long ago.

Without time to think about it, Alsim put the two grenades together, held them tightly with one hand, and suddenly pulled off the two pull rings at the same time with force. He swung his arms and threw them in the direction of the machine gun sounding in the attic on the second floor.

As for whether the bomb could hit the target, it was up to fate. After all, even Alsim himself was not sure that the bomb would produce any result.

But even if the bomb could not kill the Nazi, it would be fine if it could cause some trouble.

At least forcing them to move the machine gun position could buy a little time, and the stairs leading to the second-floor attic through the machine gun blockade would be temporarily open. It was not impossible to seize this opportunity and rush to the second floor to reverse the situation.

Alsim was sure that Sulovchenko, who had witnessed his grenade throwing action, could understand his intention and seize the opportunity, but the loud shouting that refused to stop was also at the same time, at a closer position, and it was arrogant again.

"How many cannon fodders are there in front of you, going to die for you one after another? Fellow, let's see how long you can hold on."