More and more soldiers planned to retreat, and more and more soldiers were shot and fell to the ground. On the battlefield, there was not only the whistling of bullets, but also the groans of a large number of wounded soldiers. The groans of the wounded soldiers stimulated all living people, including the battalion commander.
human nerves.
"Damn it, if you keep spending time here like this, I will be wiped out!"
The battalion commander cursed a few words, stretched out his right hand again and shouted loudly: "Brothers, retreat quickly, if you continue to do well here, your entire army will be annihilated!"
However, this outstretched arm also gave away his position. What was especially bad was that he was being stared at by Natasha.
A huge bullet struck at three times the speed of sound. The powerful force not only tore off the target's arm, but also lifted him up and flipped him to the ground!
"Ah! Save me!"
The battalion commander's severed arm was spurting blood, and the soldiers who came after hearing the news tried to support him, but were shot to death again.
Upon seeing this, the unlucky battalion commander finally let out his final cry of grief, facing the people who were preparing to greet him, and shouted heartbreakingly: "You must retreat quickly, and leave me alone! Let your brothers retreat quickly!"
There were more than 500 soldiers in a battalion of the puppet army. They had no choice but to abandon more than 100 corpses and fled in a hurry. Their backs were exposed and some were hit by the Soviet army.
Only a few of the injured puppet soldiers were helped back by their comrades, while more wounded soldiers bled to death.
"Haha! They retreated!"
"Our machine guns haven't fired yet, and they are running away!"
"Half of these traitors to our great motherland were killed by us?"
"No! Ivan, we only repelled the enemy's first round of attack. Soon the Germans will attack in person!"
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The Soviet camp erupted with a shocking urrah sound. Everyone took off their helmets and shouted victory. There were also different opinions on the enemy's defeat.
Under Balzen's order, a company of soldiers left their position and searched for the battlefield a few hundred meters away. The job of these people was to replenish their guns. Any wounded puppet soldiers they found were directly rewarded and their weapons and weapons were taken away.
shoe.
The soldiers who hurried back after finishing their work collected one hundred and sixty pairs of shoes at once, which was also the number of enemies killed in battle.
Balzen was a little happy. He would not be overly excited because a new round of enemy attacks was coming.
Not only are the enemies about to make a comeback, but the group of enemies in the city must also be ready to move. Fighting back the enemies in the city is perfect and no problem. Balzen is very worried that the enemies will send out tanks next, and the intensity of the war will also skyrocket.
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His worries immediately spread to the grassroots, and even to every soldier. Natasha also received orders to deal with enemy tanks reasonably. She had the luxury of killing many enemies with armor-piercing bullets, and her performance improved accordingly. Of course,
If you can kill a tank, wouldn't it be a great achievement? What's more, the performance is linked to the bonus. She learned that the bonus for a tank has increased to one thousand rubles.
The perspective shifts to the German camp.
The fleeing puppet army camp was like a defeated rooster, every one of them was dejected and even abandoned their armor.
The frequent gunshots from the front made the commander of the puppet army worried. He once asked for more troops to rescue him. Then he thought about it carefully. If he made this decision, wouldn't it be an attack by the whole regiment? What would the battle situation be like at the front? If it weren't for these damn trees
He would have known about it a long time ago.
I saw the attacking troops withdrawing, and the commander of the puppet army called the battalion commander's name. As a result, the dejected soldier told him that the battalion commander had tragically died in battle.
"Ah? What a ghost!"
The regiment leader stamped his feet fiercely and angrily grabbed the collar of the messenger soldier: "Tell me, approximately how many of you are back?"
"This...maybe half!"
"Half the people are dead?!"
The regiment leader's eyes widened. Shouldn't a tentative attack be so intense? The battle has only been going on for an hour so far!
The Hershey soldier continued to explain: "When we attacked, we encountered precise fire from the enemy. Their machine gun firepower was very weak, but the rifleman's shooting was surprisingly accurate. The battalion commander was obviously hiding in the bushes, but he was still hit.
I dare say that it was not random shooting by the enemy that got lucky, but that the battalion commander was exposed. I dare say that the enemy must have a lot of snipers there!"
"You...your information is very important!"
The leader of the puppet army was trembling in his heart. He felt that his opponent had not used all his strength. If his whole regiment was really crushed, the loss would not be half a battalion.
The German troops in the rear were still waiting for news. After counting their numbers, the puppet troops determined that nearly 200 people had not returned. For this regiment, it had to lose one-tenth of its troops without making any progress. It had to be said that it was a defeat.
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The regimental commander worriedly ran to the German commander Quetzal in the rear and reported the bad combat situation to him.
"You mean, the enemies are all sharpshooters? They just used rifles to fight back your troops?" Quetzal was surprised and even more contemptuous of this group of puppet soldiers. He didn't say anything vulgar.
His words and eyes said it all.
The commander of the puppet army saw contempt in the eyes of the German army, especially the arrogant attitude of the German officer. Since this German man was not afraid of death, he encouraged him to go.
Therefore, the leader of the puppet army immediately put on a fearful look and said worriedly: "The enemy's marksmanship is too accurate, and my people are already afraid! Our people have generally only received military training for a month, and their marksmanship is very bad. If
If you continue to let our troops attack, I'm worried that I won't be able to control my troops at all, and they will scatter in fear."
"You are just a bunch of rats!" Quetzal said fiercely: "Those Belarusian gangsters do have some combat effectiveness. As long as our army's tactics are appropriate, their defense line will be broken through at once. Don't they lack machine guns? Well, I will let the tanks
What do you think of taking the lead and breaking through their defenses in one fell swoop?"
The leader of the puppet army nodded and encouraged: "The great Third Emperor's army has the best combat power in the world. If we can't do it, you can definitely do it. Your tactics will definitely succeed. As for my people, everyone is so scared that they want to run for their lives!"
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Quetzal was very happy to hear the flattery.
"Idiot, I'm not asking you to take the lead! My soldiers are very powerful, so we will take the lead in the next battle. There will be a coordinated infantry and tank assault. Your people will follow our German army. Today, we must
Recapture Loyev. Go down and prepare quickly, so that your group of rats can cheer up!"
The leader of the puppet army saluted, still looking humble. But he was cursing in his heart: "You arrogant guys, they even have rockets, don't you have a way to deal with tanks? I have to think of a way,
Gather your troops and run for your life!"
Seeing that the German officer gave orders to his people, the puppet army commander changed his humble appearance and swaggered to his camp with his hands behind his back.