Two hundred commandos are ready for battle. At this point in the battle, they are fearless.
The sun has not yet risen, the sky is dark blue, the battlefield is full of bricks and rubble, and there are blazing flames, and the ground is also full of corpses of the dead.
All the soldiers taking action were hiding on both sides of an intersection. Yang Mingzhi looked at the time and saw that it was already past five o'clock.
"Now, take action! Machine gunners, cover fire!"
As the order was issued, the assault troops bravely left the bunker. They held submachine guns and fired wildly at the enemy's positions.
Before this, the Soviet army had already carried out a charge, but that time it was more tentative. After encountering the enemy's powerful firepower, the troops retreated. But this time, the Soviet army must succeed, otherwise they will die.
All will be meaningless.
Yang Mingzhi was watching from the corner of the street. He leaned against the wall and held a small mirror in his left hand to observe the troops' offensive through light reflection. However, the situation was very bad!
"Damn it, artillerymen, why are you so slow!"
Yang Mingzhi was shouting to urge the mortars to be set up quickly.
The artillery company commander didn't refute anything. He led his men to establish an artillery position in the rubble-filled streets. Ten mortars were being set up nervously. Surrounding the artillery were some machine gunners, who were attacking the commandos.
Provide covering fire.
Yang Mingzhi was closely observing the enemy's situation, but the three heavy artillery did not fire at this moment. No! Yang Mingzhi suddenly thought that the enemy's heavy artillery had been fired many times frequently before, and the barrel of the gun must be very hot. If he wanted to fire again or cool down quickly,
Or just wait, so the enemy's resistance mainly uses machine guns.
This was a huge opportunity, with two battalion commanders by his side.
"The enemy's artillery must be too hot. We have a great chance to kill the enemy in one go. You order everyone to mount their bayonets and be ready to charge at any time. At that time, I will charge with you."
Rosakov was very worried, "Deputy division commander, you are the deputy division commander, why do you have to charge with ordinary soldiers?! You will die!"
Yang Mingzhi shook his head: "That's it! I won't be a coward."
The two battalion commanders immediately went down to prepare separately. After they mobilized 200 men to participate in the attack, the strength of the army was still close to 1,000.
Although it has become a tradition for the 284th Division to take the lead in charging, it is too easy to die in battle. Yang Mingzhi paid close attention to his own mortars, and they had basically completed all preparations.
"Brothers of the guard company, after the shelling is over, we will launch a general attack. You and I will charge the hardest. The well-equipped commando team will definitely suffer heavy losses. After that, we will take their place and continue the attack!"
"Yes, sir!" the soldiers shouted in unison. The one hundred people in the guard company were already hungry and thirsty.
It was at this time that the artillery opened fire! The scales were all adjusted to 200 meters, and the artillery shells were fired rapidly.
The first round of shelling was all ordinary artillery shells. These ordinary artillery shells exploded intensively in a small area, and iron pieces flew everywhere. These artillery shells honorably produced by Catfish Village were very powerful because they were filled with black powder. In order to increase
Destructive, the projectile warhead adds a large number of fragments, which is specially designed to bomb infantry.
They are not worried that these bombs will hurt their own people, because unfortunately, the commando team suffered heavy losses, and half of the soldiers were killed. The remaining people advanced slowly, and they could only continue to fight on the rubble and the dead, while the enemy
He also paid a price and resisted desperately.
After twenty shells were fired, the enemies hiding in bunkers and foxholes suffered heavy casualties, and even then they continued to fight back.
"What a great job! I didn't expect that the intensive use of ordinary artillery shells would be so effective." Yang Mingzhi excitedly hammered the wall.
Yelentina was also dormant with him, but this woman was more courageous and dared to get out of the bunker and stretch out her telescope to take a closer look.
"Okay! Belekov, comrades are going to use yellow-painted shells."
"Well, I saw it, the acid bomb." After that, Yang Mingzhi told the soldiers around him, "Comrades, it's our time to charge soon. Don't show any mercy to the enemy. Don't breathe that yellow smoke!"
There were only twenty picric acid shells. After the rapid firing just now, the artillerymen corrected their positions one after another. The limited special shells could not be wasted, and the target was those heavy artillery.
At the same time, the German artillery was very anxious. If the artillery fire was maintained at a rate of one round per minute, it could fire continuously for a long time, but as a result, it fired rapidly in a short period of time, and the barrel was so hot that it could be roasted.
"Damn it, can't we fire now?" the officer complained helplessly. After the Soviet artillery bombardment, impact fragments and fragments also attacked the German artillery position.
Although most of the fragments hit the sandbags, some unlucky ones were still shot and fell to the ground.
The nervous officer couldn't wait any longer and issued a death order to the soldiers. "You reload immediately! Blow up the enemy's artillery!"
Several soldiers were stunned on the spot.
"What? You refuse to carry out the order?"
"No! If we shell now, I'm afraid the shells will detonate early! Because overheating will cause the barrel to deform!" a soldier argued.
"Do it quickly! Otherwise you and I will be blown up by the enemy!" The angry officer kicked down the soldier who had just argued. When others saw it, the situation was indeed very bad. The ambush guys started to move forward again, and it was even worse.
They began to use grenades intensively.
Almost in tandem with the commandos, the artillery bombarded again. A feast of grenades was followed by a more powerful round of shells.
The picric acid artillery shells were limited, so we could only name the enemy artillery positions one by one. Ten mortars were fired again, and there were five acid bombs in them. The heavy artillery position at the forefront was hit, and suddenly the sky was filled with dust and the heat wave became more intense.
It swept across the entire street.
The German officers and soldiers who were still hesitant just now no longer had to worry about the overheating of the gun barrel. Because the hole had been blown out of the gun barrel, and as for the personnel, they were torn apart by the violent explosion on the spot.
A huge burst of hot wind hit, and the air was filled with some odors, which were sulfur dioxide, gunpowder smoke, and the smell of burnt meat. Yang Mingzhi even felt this strange scene personally.
"Although the acid bomb is small, it is very powerful! Comrades, the time has come, follow me and charge!"
Yang Mingzhi gave the order, and the personal security guards charged. These people were even equipped with some light rockets. During the charge, the bazooka hand was half-kneeling holding the steel pipe, and the rockets flew out bravely. At such a distance, there is no need to aim.
, the last rocket must be used without reservation.
The first artillery position had been blown over, and then the second one. Yellow toxic smoke was filling the air, and the surviving German soldiers were coughing violently. Soon, a new series of explosions occurred, and bad luck befell another German artillery position.
position.
Seeing the large force starting to attack, the commando soldiers stood up resolutely. Their position was at the front. In order to complete the task, everyone could no longer care about the toxicity of the yellow smoke. They held their breath and continued to charge, as vanguards.
Be the first to strike against the Germans.
The German defenders simply could not withstand this powerful barrage offensive. Bullets, grenades, and some strange rockets and huge artillery shells were everywhere.
When we arrived at the German third artillery position, there was no point in continuing to use acid bombs. More than a dozen people in the commando team took out grenades and threw them out together after counting two. A wooden-handled grenade was thrown out three or four times by an adult.
Ten meters is normal, and in special circumstances like street fighting, it is extremely powerful. Several grenades exploded in the air, causing the German artillerymen to bleed from the bombings and fall down with their eyes open. When the soldiers occupied their positions, they discovered that,
These defenders were already covered in charcoal.
The obstacles to the attack seemed to have been cleared. Yang Mingzhi led the people forward in the streets full of rubble and corpses. At his feet, there were corpses of commandos everywhere. "The sacrifices of you people were not wasted, and the entire combat operation was saved."
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It's not the time to pay homage yet, Yang Mingzhi holds the sand in his arms and continues to attack, with the target being the center of the town.
At the German command post, Schneider, commander of the 707th Division, had learned of the dire situation on the front. The Soviet army had broken through the defense line consisting of artillery and machine guns. He and his staff were nervous and sweating profusely.
"Do we officers have to fight the enemy head-on?" Schneider was very unwilling because the soldiers around him, as well as all those who could afford weapons, had a total strength of only two companies.
At this moment, three tanks suddenly came out. Schneider was overjoyed: "It's amazing! I don't remember that we have such a unit. These tanks! Aren't they being repaired?!"
"Yes, obviously they went to the battlefield temporarily!" the staff officer said excitedly.
There were four half-track armored vehicles following the tank. These armored units were actually fighting with injuries, and some of them broke down halfway and temporarily belonged to the German 707th Division. Their appearance was like divine help, and soon, Yang Mingzhi was about to