Chapter 533: Fierce Battle

October 28, 0830, No. 1 Beachhead.

Nellie was having breakfast when a whistling sound came from the sky.

She immediately hid and lay in the trench in a standard anti-artillery posture.

This time was completely different from the previous exploratory attack. The enemy used heavy artillery and the whole earth seemed to be shaking.

And this time the bombardment lasted for a particularly long time. Nellie felt that her internal organs were shattered, and the bombardment had not stopped.

The frozen mud ground became the best vibration transmission medium, and even the anti-artillery posture could not completely resist the vibration.

Suddenly, perhaps a shell fell nearby, the hard trench wall was suddenly shaken and a large piece collapsed, and the stone-like soil fell at Nellie's feet and hit her toes.

Nellie kicked the soil away, but heard someone crying in the deafening explosion.

She raised her head, and as soon as she opened her eyes, mud and sand collapsed into her eyes, so she had to squint her eyes and rub them hard with her hands a few times.

The crying and shouting continued. It was a girl's voice, but Nellie couldn't hear it clearly in the explosion of the shells, and couldn't tell whose voice it was.

Then the voice stopped abruptly.

The shaking continued.

After an unknown amount of time, the shelling finally stopped. Nellie looked up and first glanced at her watch, then found that the watch was broken and the second hand was completely stopped.

Someone in the distance was shouting: "Enter the position! The attack is coming! Enter the position quickly!"

Nellie picked up the rifle next to her, skillfully cleaned the mud and sand in the barrel, and pushed the bullet in.

A team of infantry ran past Nellie and ran to the firing trench at the forefront of the position.

Nellie waited for them to run over, followed the team quietly, and walked at the back.

She didn't belong to anyone yet, and was currently considered a free person in the entire position - maybe even a mascot.

The team passed a section of the destroyed trench.

The shells fell directly into the trench and exploded, directly opening a crater in the trench. The people who were hiding in the trench were lying in the crater in a twisted manner.

Nellie was looking straight ahead, ready to cry and pass through the crater quickly, but at that moment she felt something in her heart and looked down.

The little nurse who had a nightmare the night before and cried to Nellie was lying at the bottom of the crater, her lower body was gone, and her beautiful eyes were looking at the sky.

Nellie frowned, stretched out her right hand and gently closed her eyes, then held the rifle tightly and followed the fast-moving male soldiers.

When she entered the shooting trench, the roar of the engine came from the west.

Malov led his squad into the shooting trench, and the old sergeant loudly encouraged morale: "Don't panic! We repelled an attack, and Prosen's armored forces are nothing big! If we can repel it once, we can repel it a second time! Little girl, you are in the position I am responsible for again?"

Nellie replied: "My bunker is close to here."

As she said that, she found a shooting position and looked out to observe the Prosen people's assault line.

Dozens of tanks were deployed in a row on the front of the beach, and there were more tank echelons behind them. The Proson people set up two rows of tanks in a staggered formation, so from the front, the number of tanks doubled!

Engine sounds were heard in the sky, and the Proson people's BF109 fighters were strafing at low altitude, trying to clear the people in the trenches along the trenches.

Nellie looked up at the sky, and sure enough, she saw black spots in higher places, which should be the Stuka bombers on standby.

Malov also looked at the sky, and he sneered: "It seems that the rain in the past few days has made the Proson Air Force depressed, so there is such a big battle right at the beginning."

As soon as the voice fell, the anti-aircraft artillery position on the beach opened fire.

Malov was very happy: "Good, the anti-aircraft artillery unit was not paralyzed by the artillery fire, so the enemy planes can't be reckless."

At this time, the anti-aircraft artillery on the opposite bank also opened fire, but because the distance was too far, the artillery fire could only create black clouds in the sky further east of the beachhead position.

Nellie thought of Lyudmila who was defending the air on the opposite bank, so she turned her head and looked east.

The weather had cleared up at this moment, and visibility was excellent. The east bank of the Valdai River could be clearly seen.

Nellie saw several ferries loaded with soldiers moving towards the No. 1 beachhead.

At this moment, the characteristic sharp buzzer of the Stuka dived.

The experienced guys on the position were all shot in the head and hid.

The 1,000-kilogram bomb of the Stuka is much more powerful than ordinary heavy artillery.

Nellie did not lie down, but stared at the ferry on the river and the densely packed people on the boat.

In a flash, a thick splash of water rose from the port side of the leading ferry.

The Stuka that dropped the bomb quickly leveled and fled quickly close to the ground.

"Fortunately, it didn't hit!" Zaitsev also looked at the situation on the river with a tone of relief.

Malov: "This is called a near miss, you idiot! This kind of near miss can also damage or even sink the boat."

As soon as he finished speaking, more Stukas swooped down, and the ferry carrying the infantry was surrounded by high water splashes - the largest water splashes were even seven or eight times as high as the ferry, making the boat look like a toy.

The people on the ferry were shooting into the air with machine guns, but it had no effect.

Suddenly, the people on the ferry No. 271 began to jump off the boat frantically. After a few dozen seconds, the ferry No. 271 tilted over and turned upside down on the river under Nellie's gaze.

The people who jumped off the boat fled the ferry frantically.

Nelly and Zaitsev were both looking at the river, and Malov suddenly grabbed their shoulders: "Don't look, the enemy tanks are approaching! We wish those who are swimming good luck, and now there is a tough battle to fight, soldiers!"

Nelly then turned back to look at the approaching Proson tank matrix.

This military appearance can really scare some new recruits, no wonder those temporary infantry divisions immediately collapsed when they encountered the Proson armored forces.

The temporary troops did not have enough combat backbones to guarantee the morale during the battle, and at the same time, almost all members of the temporary troops were new recruits who had not seen the cruelty of the Proson people.

If the temporary troops came to defend the beach, all the Ante troops would be driven into the river today.

However, the naval infantry, the Black Death, were now defending the beach.

Nelly saw Proson's tanks pass the first target.

The anti-tank guns on the position immediately opened fire, and the projectiles hit Proson's tanks one after another.

Unfortunately, there were too few anti-tank guns that survived the enemy's artillery attack just now, only three in total, which was indeed not enough to face the enemy's overwhelming offensive.

Nellie saw a long-barreled Type 4 tank stop and turn the turret towards the naval infantry anti-tank position.

She hurriedly adjusted the scale and hurriedly aimed at the commander of the Type 4 turret.

She pulled the trigger, but the hastily aimed shot only hit the commander's hat.

The commander hurriedly retreated into the turret and closed the hatch.

At the same time, the Prosons opened fire.

The high-explosive shell directly hit the gun shield of the firing ZIS3 anti-tank gun, and the smoke from the explosion engulfed the gun position.

Nellie gritted her teeth and stopped looking in the direction of the anti-tank position.

The remaining anti-tank guns were still resisting, but the bombing just now had almost destroyed the bunkers of the gun positions, and the camouflage was almost completely blown up. The Prosons used their superb artillery skills to call out the names one by one, and soon the anti-tank guns were completely silent.

"You can only pull it yourself!" Malov shouted, "Prepare your incendiary bombs, explosive packs and cluster grenades. Of course, if you want to use the Prosons' strange things, you can do it at will. Just stick to them and pull the wire. Remember the key points, first block the infantry, then stick to them and throw things!"

Nellie ignored Malov and others.

The weather was very good today, and the visibility was excellent. Nellie squinted her eyes and looked for officers and non-commissioned officers in the enemy's skirmish line.

She soon saw a Proson man with a big cap. Only officers in the Proson troops would wear big caps, and ordinary infantry basically wore steel helmets.

So Nellie glanced at the target, roughly estimated the distance, adjusted the scale, and then carefully aimed.

After the gun went off, Nellie stretched her neck slightly to observe, just in time to see the moment when the big cap flew up.

She immediately looked for the second target.

At this time, the enemy's skirmish line crossed the target, and the machine guns on the position opened fire.

In just a few seconds, the skirmish line was all lying down.

At this distance, Nellie could not see the enemy infantry crawling forward.

Malov patted Nellie on the shoulder: "There is an anti-tank gun over there, maybe it is not broken, how about you use it to shoot the tank's observation window?"

Nellie nodded and ran a few steps in the direction pointed by Malov. Sure enough, she saw an anti-tank gun next to the corpse. The bag of anti-tank gun ammunition was still on the ground, and the ammunition was scattered in the trench.

Nellie picked up the gun and checked it. No obvious problems were found, so she pulled the barrel open and stuffed a round of ammunition into it.

She raised the gun and aimed at the observation window of the Proson tank.

At the moment of firing, Nellie felt that her shoulder was broken.

She lowered her head to confirm and found that it was her illusion, but the huge recoil of the anti-tank gun still left a deep impression on her.

Because of the pain in her shoulder, Nellie did not even confirm the hit effect in the first time.

When she looked up again, she saw the Proson tank continued to move forward, as if it had not suffered any damage at all.

But then, Nellie discovered that only the coaxial machine gun in the turret of the tank was firing, and the hull machine gun was not firing.

It seems that Nellie's shot killed the hull machine gunner through the observation window - this position in the Proson tank crew should be the electromechanical operator, who, in addition to firing the machine gun, is also responsible for maintaining the radio and other equipment on the vehicle.

Nellie pulled the bolt, but found that the shell did not automatically eject. She could only grab the still hot shell with her hand, forcibly pull it out and throw it away, and then load a new bullet.

Nellie chose another tank and aimed at the cockpit.

When she pulled the trigger, Nellie really felt that her shoulder was going to break.

The Proson tank stopped.

However, not long after, it started to move forward again! At the same time, the hull machine gun was completely silent.

Apparently, the electromechanical operator of Proson replaced the driver and continued to drive the tank!

Nellie pulled the bolt again, pulled out the hot shell and threw it away, and reloaded——

If the mechanic was killed again, there should be no member to replace him, right? After all, the three people in the turret had work to do.

The gun fired.

The Proson tank stopped again, this time it stopped for a little longer, but finally resumed its advance.

Nellie was stunned. The coaxial machine gun on the tank turret was still firing, indicating that the gunner was in his original position. Could it be that——

Malov's voice suddenly drilled into Nellie's ears: "Go!"

While the old sergeant shouted, he grabbed Nellie's collar, lifted her up like a rabbit, and threw her on the floor of the trench.

The next moment, the high-explosive shell hit the place where Nellie had just been lying, and instantly broke the anti-tank gun into pieces.

Malouf stiffened and stood looking at Nellie.

Nelly turned over and looked at Maloof from below, then noticed the blood dripping from the old sergeant's trousers.

Maloof raised his hand, patted his chest pocket lightly, and then fell back with relief.

Nelly rushed to his side, but saw the old sergeant's dull eyes.

She knew it was too late.

After closing his eyes with her hands, Nelly opened the pocket he had just photographed and took out letters, photos and a booklet.

The pamphlet was one of those written by General Rokossov, and the photo showed a middle-aged couple with three children.

As for the content of the letter, Nelly didn't read it and stuffed it into the pocket of her maid's skirt along with everything else.

At this time Zaitsev came over: "Malov! The enemy is approaching - Malov?"

Nelly: "He died. Where is the deputy squad leader?"

Zaitsev pushed up his military cap: "He died before we came here, Sharif! Malov died, you are a first-class soldier!"

The man named Sharif immediately replied: "I know! Don't panic, everyone! Block the infantry first!"