Half the base amount of ammunition lasted for about thirty minutes. Each of the seven guns fired about thirty rounds. Of course, each gun was supposed to fire sixty rounds, but the second battalion commander really
Feeling sorry for the ammunition, I felt that I had almost finished the shooting, so I stopped firing, moved my position, and conserved my strength.
The streets after the bombing were in a mess. Each shot of the 155-caliber howitzer made a big crater. If it landed in a position where the Germans had gathered to hit it, one shell could take away the lives of more than ten or twenty Germans.
Even the Germans in the fringe area were seriously injured and were not far from death. Large-caliber artillery shells exploded at close range, and the shock waves generated could shatter a person's internal organs.
The Italians who suffered the same fate as the Germans were the Italians who were hiding not far behind the Germans. They hid not far away from the streets after retreating yesterday, but they were implicated today.
However, these Italian cannons were not Italian weapons. To be precise, they were French cannons captured by the Germans in support of the Italians. The source was very complicated, but in the end they were snatched by the second battalion commander after he defeated a group of Italians.
Yu Yang hid in the room, looking out the window at the heavy gunfire. Two shells landed on a building not far away from Yu Yang and others. Yu Yang remembered that there should be Lao Maozi there, but there should be none now.
Already.
These shells exploded the Germans and their own people together. This may also be Yu Yang's fault. After all, Yu Yang had provided them with ballistic guidance before and did not avoid the buildings where the Soviets were hiding.
The number of old men who were killed by the bombing should not be very large. After all, the Germans had just advanced all the way and had cleared out a lot of rooms. After all, only a few could survive.
Yu Yang slowly put down his sniper scope. Yu Yang no longer needed to check the situation outside. Not many Germans could survive this kind of artillery fire. Two to three hundred shells fell intensively on this street.
, even Germans hiding in rat holes may be blown to death or suffocated to death.
The artillery fire had stopped, and Yu Yang sat down on the ground. He was not sure whether the Germans killed by this artillery attack were counted as his own kills.
If he counted, he would have almost finished killing 300 German soldiers. If he didn't count, Yu Yang would not be able to complete this task at all given his current situation.
However, even after completing the largest number of killing 300 German soldiers, Yu Yang still had nearly twenty German snipers to kill. The most difficult thing was to kill the German general. Yu Yang had never thought of a good way.
If he wasn't injured, he might still give it a try. Now that he is injured, Yu Yang really doesn't know what to do. German generals are not ordinary soldiers. Generally speaking, they rarely appear on the battlefield unless Yu Yang can kill him.
A German military command headquarters, at least at the division and brigade level, could have a general.
"Hello, my name is Vasily, are you also a sniper?" Vasily has been paying attention to Yu Yang, especially when he saw the sniper scope in Yu Yang's hand, he became even more interested in Yu Yang, and slowly approached Yu Yang,
He handed me a cigarette.
"Hello Vasily, I have read your report in the newspaper. You are very powerful. My name is Yu Yang. You can call me Yu, a sniper? I am not."
Yu Yang shook his head. He had never thought of himself as a sniper. He even said that he had always thought of himself as just a scout. As for using a sniper rifle, it was nothing more than his love for this weapon. Another thing was to supplement his long-range ability.
Killing ability, nothing more.
If he was really a sniper, Yu Yang would not have clearly exposed himself by entering Stalingrad, smoking in the dark, or raising a torch.
Moreover, Yu Yang has never received professional sniper training at all. He does not know the common sense of many snipers. He is at most a sharpshooter, or a precision shooter.
"Are you from Siberia?" Vasily looked Yu Yang up and down. First of all, Yu Yang's appearance should not be that of a European. After all, there is a clear gap between Easterners and Europeans.
The only people with Eastern faces who can wear Soviet military uniforms are those soldiers from Siberia.
This point is different in that the races of the Soviet and German troops are relatively mixed. There are Germans, Europeans, Central Asians and even black people in North Africa among the German troops.
In the eyes of these Germans, they can't tell the difference between Central Asians, West Asians and East Asians, just like the Chinese can't tell the difference between Eastern Europeans and Western Europeans. In their eyes, yellow people all look the same.
This is also the reason why Yu Yang was able to disguise himself as German soldiers and Italian soldiers before. The troops of these two countries still included some people of color.
"I'm from the East, well, from China!" Yu Yang thought for a moment. New China has not yet been established. It should be the period of the Republic of China. However, I guess these old fools don't know the specific name of China. These people probably still have lingering impressions of China.
During the Qing Dynasty, do we still need to explain to this guy that he died early in the morning?
"Oh, friends from the East, I know. I have met several friends from the East in the headquarters. They are here to study. Are you the same?"
Vasily looked at Yu Yang with some surprise. He obviously didn't expect that there would be foreign soldiers on the battlefield of Stalingrad. However, he knew a lot more than Kosygin's low-level soldiers. At least he had accepted Hetu's training.
receive.
"The Germans are coming, be careful!" Before Yu Yang could explain, Vasily suddenly said something, then took out the sniper rifle from his back, made a silent movement, and looked out the window.
, and his assistant immediately got up from the ground, picked up the telescope, and went to another gap to observe the situation outside.
"At one o'clock, behind the pit, two Germans, one of whom is injured, are moving towards us!" The observer quickly found the position of the Germans and reported it to Vasily.
Vasily moved the muzzle of the gun a little, made a slight adjustment, and fired a shot at the edge of the German mound. A German fell directly to the ground, and then Vasily quickly pulled the gun bolt and fired the second shot.
, two Germans fell to the ground and died within three seconds. Before Yu Yang found these Germans, Vasily had already completed the killing.
Yu Yang looked at Vasily with a somewhat surprised look. He didn't hear any strange movement just now, but Vasily had been chatting with him, face to face.
If this was a game, Yu Yang suspected that Vasily was a cheat. Otherwise, how would he know that a German was approaching him?
"How did you do it? I mean, how did you discover these Germans?" Yu Yang was curious. Now he understood why snipers would be a nightmare for infantrymen on future battlefields.
If every sniper was as perverted as Vasily, scouts like Yu Yang would have no way to survive. They would be killed without knowing where the enemy was.
After Vasily dealt with the two Germans, he returned to his original position and grinned: "I smell the stench of those damn Germans."
