"Peng!" A clear gunshot sounded. The Germans who rushed into the building turned their heads in disbelief, spitting blood from their mouths, wondering why there was someone behind them.
I just observed outside the door and found no Soviets. Why did the Soviets appear now...
When the German fell, Yu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly replaced the magazine of his pistol, and aimed at the door: "Liao Kasha, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, sir, where are you?" Liokasha's voice was a little urgent. The appearance of the German just now really scared him. Before, he was still thinking about how to take revenge, but now he is just glad that he can still survive.
"I'm fine, be careful. There may be Germans outside the door. I'll continue to observe the bullet points!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he took out his sniper scope and observed the street in front of him with his peripheral vision.
He placed the pistol at the door where he could pick it up at any time.
There were footsteps outside the door again. Yu Yang quickly put down the sniper scope in his hand, picked up the pistol, and aimed at the door. A slightly dull male voice rang out: "Hey, comrades in the room, don't get excited.
, I am Vasily Zaitsev, my companions and I are coming in now!”
A second or two after finishing speaking, two Soviets walked into the room and were stunned when they saw the corpses on the ground: "What happened here? Lyokasha, it's really good that you are still alive. Tell me."
what's going on?"
After Lyokasha saw Vasily, he immediately collapsed on the ground, unable to control his emotions, and began to cry: "Dead, all dead, the headquarters was bombed, all dead, Elishava died
Yes, the company commander is also dead..."
Vasily looked at the situation around him, comforted Yu Yang, nodded in a friendly manner, found a seat and sat down, looking at Elishava's body on the ground in a daze.
This is Lyokasha's sister and his friend. They come from the same area. When Vasily first became famous, they would often chat together.
"Boom..." An explosion sounded, and the artillery that had corrected its trajectory fired again. Several shells accurately landed on the street this time, killing a group of Germans.
However, the Germans had advanced a certain distance during the interval between bombings. Most of the Germans had not been harmed yet. However, these Germans rushed towards the houses on both sides like crazy, trying to avoid the artillery fire above their heads.
But then artillery fire struck again, with half the basic ammunition, 155-caliber howitzer, and more than two hundred rounds. The second battalion commander was bleeding heavily this time. There were only less than two basic ammunition in total. This time one
He accidentally hit about half of the base and exploded the area in front of Yu Yang into a sea of fire.
As for the basic ammunition mentioned by the regiment leader, he kept some privately. After all, the Italian cannon of the second battalion commander cannot be used as a decoration. It may have other functions at critical moments, such as blowing up city towers?
Inside the German command post, more than 20 snipers gathered together for breakfast after a meeting. The Germans' recent food was pretty good. They captured an important supply center in Stalingrad some time ago and actually discovered some basements.
There are some materials sealed that the Soviets have not yet had time to destroy.
Eating cans and drinking hot soup with relish, these benefits are only available to snipers and some special treatment soldiers. Ordinary soldiers even have a problem with having enough to eat.
For ordinary soldiers, if they want to eat well, it all depends on their luck. Just like the German group that Yu Yang met before that was preparing to eat chicken, they just didn't know where to get a chicken.
The German snipers were eating when an explosion suddenly sounded not far away. It only lasted a few times and then stopped. The vibration caused by the explosion brought down the soil from the roof and fell into the lunch boxes of these soldiers.
"What are these artillerymen doing? Are they blind? Are they planning to blow up our own people? Are they being instigated by the Soviets and planning to kill us?"
A German sniper curiously raised his head and then lowered his head on the roof, cursing a few words. At the beginning of the Battle of Stalingrad, the Soviet artillery was almost wiped out by German bombs. Several battles took place on the outskirts of the city.
, the Soviet Union’s remaining firepower was almost completely destroyed by the Germans, and now almost all artillery fire in the city belongs to the Germans.
The sound of the artillery just now was obviously the unique sound of the large-caliber 155 howitzer shells breaking through the air when they fell. The sound of the Soviet artillery was slightly different, and these veterans could tell it apart.
Moreover, in the eyes of the German army, the Soviets have not fired artillery for a long time. Only their own people will now use large-caliber artillery to bomb some locations where the Soviets are firmly entrenched. However, it seems that this time the bombing was a little off, and it almost hit the headquarters.
, the sound of artillery fire was not very far away from them, it was right next to them.
"Who knows? Apart from the enemy, the most terrifying thing on the battlefield is our friendly artillery. Haha, eat quickly and go out for some activities after eating, so as not to be buried here by your own people!"
The other sniper rubbed his shoulders helplessly and continued to eat, turning a blind eye to the dust falling from the rice. One mouthful of rice was half a mouthful of sand, but the food was very sweet.
The German lieutenant colonel spat twice in his command room and threw the can in his hand aside angrily: "Damn it, ask the artillery regiment, what are they doing? Are they going to blow us up?" The officer listened.
It was very clear that this was not the sound of Soviet artillery.
The communications soldier immediately ran out and came back after a while: "Batalion Commander, the line is blocked, it must have been blown up!"
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and send someone to fix it. These damn artillery pieces will never be accurate when they hit the Soviets, but they are pretty accurate when they hit our own people!"
After the officer finished speaking, he sat back down in his seat, looked around a little irritably, took back his can, and continued eating, feeling a strong bad feeling in his heart.
After the communications troops were sent out, there was only one round of artillery fire, and the artillery fire stopped after about six or seven rounds. It was probably because their own artillery regiment was testing the fire just now, and the shots were a little off. Thinking of this, the German officers could eat with peace of mind.
However, less than a minute had passed, and the sound of artillery sounded again. This time, the landing was getting closer and closer to them. Just now, they could roughly judge that it was 70 or 80 meters away, but now it seems that it is
There was an explosion around him, and the German officer quickly stood up from his position.
"Damn it, these artillerymen, are they blind and firing randomly? When I go back, I will definitely repair them!"
But just as he finished speaking, a cannonball landed accurately on top of the building where they were hiding, right in the middle of the two angles, and the building collapsed instantly.
The German officer felt a loud noise above his head, then felt the ground shake, and various debris began to fall above his head.
"Batalion Commander, our exit is blocked, what should we do?" A messenger ran to the officer in a panic.
"After the explosion is over, take the backup channel. These damn artillerymen, I must send them to the gendarmerie, the executioners who massacre my own people!"
Just after they finished speaking, two more artillery shells fell on their heads. The ceiling above the German officers' heads suddenly fell down, and the entire headquarters was buried.
The temporary headquarters built by the Germans in the basement was collapsed by three sudden artillery shells. About forty people were hit in the entire headquarters. A guard platoon and more than twenty snipers were all buried underneath.
