Red Moscow

  Chapter 335 Nameless Town (Part 2)

   When the troops exposed to Soviet fire retreated, at least 30 people lay forever on the cold street. Seeing the heavy casualties of his subordinates, the German commander hiding behind shouted hysterically: "Fire, fire immediately, and blow down all the buildings where the Russian firepower is hidden."

  Six German tanks lined up fired at the buildings in the town. The walls of the building were immediately riddled with holes, and even the walls that had been hit several times fell down with a bang, kicking up dust all over the sky. The fighters hiding in the building naturally wouldn't just sit and wait for death. Some fighters opened the door, rushed straight to the street, and ran towards the center of the town; some fighters jumped out of the back windows and quickly moved to a safe place The place.

   After a burst of shells were poured into the town, the town was filled with thick smoke, and here were collapsed buildings. Seeing that the situation was almost over, the German commander ordered the infantry to enter the town again. In order to prevent the Soviet soldiers from hiding in the ruins, he also dispatched only a few flamethrowers.

  A German sergeant led a squad of soldiers to a half-collapsed building. Suddenly a bullet flew out of the corridor, knocking down the soldiers rushing to the front. The sergeant grabbed the soldier by the collar and dragged the soldier behind a low wall. When he saw that the soldiers had stopped interacting with each other, he couldn't help turning his head and shouting angrily, "Pyroman, burn me, and burn all the Russians hiding inside."

   Following the shout of the sergeant, a soldier holding a flamethrower that was still dripping with burning gasoline stood up straight, aimed at the corridor and pulled the trigger. A fire dragon composed of gasoline and viscous agent rushed into the corridor. For a moment, the all-pervasive flames filled the entire building, and there was a horrible scream from inside the building.

  The German sergeant held a submachine gun and took the lead in rushing into the corridor filled with hot air, only to see a man covered in fire on the stairs, rolling and screaming. He rushed forward and pulled the trigger on the enemy rolling on the ground. After the crisp gunshots, the screams stopped abruptly, and the people on the ground stopped struggling. The soldiers under him also rushed in, rushing up the stairs, and soon there were two different types of weapons firing from above.

  Such battles are going on in many places in the town. The flamethrower is a very ferocious weapon. It sprays burning oil to form a flame jet, which splashes everywhere. Especially the flame can turn around the corner in the building, causing great damage to hidden enemies. The fear of fire is natural, and no one on the battlefield wants to be burned by fire. Therefore, some timid soldiers put down their weapons and surrendered as soon as they saw the Germans using flamethrowers.

   The German army, supported by tanks and flamethrowers, is nibbling away at the buildings occupied by the Soviet army. As time went on, more and more buildings were lost, and the soldiers had to move to the movie theater in the center of the town.

  Faced with such a severe situation, the deputy company commander asked Guchakov worriedly: "Comrade company commander, the Germans are getting closer and closer, what should we do?"

"The task given by the battalion commander to our company is to hold back the enemy here so as to cover the main force of the battalion to cross the river." Guchakov said expressionlessly: "If the order continues, every commander must firmly stick to his post. , without my order, no one is allowed to take a step back."

"Comrade company commander," the deputy company commander became a little anxious after hearing Guchakov's words: "The battle has progressed so far. Although it is impossible to make detailed statistics, according to my observations, the number of casualties in the entire company must have exceeded half. If the fight continues like this, I worry that the troops will be wiped out."

"What the Germans rely on is nothing more than their tanks and those fire-breathing soldiers." Guchakov said without changing his face: "Deputy company commander, you arrange some sharpshooters to go to the roof and kill all the German fire-breathing soldiers." Get rid of them. As for the tanks outside the town, we must find a way to blow them all up. As long as the Germans lose these two reliances, they will be defeated by us soon."

  Two sharpshooters were quickly placed on the roof of the movie theater. Their task was to eliminate the German flamethrowers and reduce the pressure on the troops' defense. After a while, a young sharpshooter spotted a fire-breathing soldier walking on the street. He quickly aimed at the oil cylinder on the opponent's back, trying to turn him into a roast pig with one shot.

   Unexpectedly, when a shot was fired, although the bullet hit the cylinder, it failed to penetrate and instead turned into a ricochet. The German flamethrower was taken aback, and hurriedly lay down on the ground, looking around.

And another sharpshooter, who was a little older, saw that his companion was aiming at the cylinder of the flamethrower and shot, and quickly shouted: "Don't shoot the cylinder, the bullet won't penetrate it. Aim at their head and shoot." After finishing speaking , he pulled the trigger at the fire-breathing soldier who raised his head. The bullet penetrated the side of the flamethrower's helmet, and came out from the other side with a trace of blood foam. The fire-breathing soldier tilted his head and lay motionless on the ground.

  Seeing that the old sharpshooter killed the German flamethrower with one shot, the young sharpshooter quickly gave him a thumbs up, and then started looking for new targets again.

  While the sharpshooter sniped the German flamethrower, the second platoon leader who received the order to blow up the tank, led a dozen soldiers, and quickly approached the position where the German tank was parked under the cover of the ruined wall.

The leader of the second platoon used to be a tank soldier, and he knew that the vision of a tank soldier sitting in a tank is very limited, otherwise, every time he attacked, there would always be a tank soldier leaning out from the turret with the hatch open. Not a 13, but they are therefore needed to give direction to the gunner inside.

   I don't know what the German commander thought, but the tanks parked outside the town did not have infantry cover. Seeing this situation, the second platoon leader couldn't help being overjoyed. He quickly ordered two soldiers to feign an attack from the front, holding two bundles of cluster grenades, and ran a few steps towards the German tanks. After attracting the attention of the German tankers, they hid Into the ruins and never come out again. The rest of the fighters turned around from the side, pulled the string of the cluster grenade, one person towards the bottom of the tank, then ran to lie down more than ten meters away, and pointed their guns at the enemy tank at the same time.

  After several consecutive explosions sounded, the German tanks emitted billowing black smoke, and even two of them began to burn. After a while, the tank driver in black uniform scrambled and crawled out of the tank. Just when they tried to escape back to their own people, they were shot down by soldiers hiding aside.

  With the loss of tanks and flamethrowers, the German commander knew that his troops would not be able to take advantage of any further fighting, so he quickly issued an order to retreat. After preparing to gather other troops, attack this unnamed town that cannot be found on the map.

As soon as the German army retreated, two soldiers came from the west of the town, one of them was sent by Captain Andrei. After seeing Guchakov, he raised his hand and saluted and reported: "Lieutenant Guchakov, I am here to inform you on the order of the battalion commander that the main force of the battalion has crossed the river safely, please follow me to the downstream and prepare to cross the river."

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