The German reconnaissance platoon was not completely wiped out. Several soldiers were hit by bullets and were dying. The tragic groans finally woke up the furious Soviet soldiers.
The Soviet army did not replenish their guns, and even squatted down to check the injury. However, the German soldier was seriously injured and died soon due to excessive blood loss.
"The grenades made of cans and bullet shells are so cruel." The soldiers sighed, and then they started to clean the battlefield.
Therefore, the guy who was shot in the calf by Natasha was quickly discovered by the soldiers.
He was hit by a 7.62mm bullet, which directly broke his fibula. As a result, the German soldier's calf was broken and a lot of blood had flowed out. However, this man obviously had a strong desire to survive. He pinched his leg with both hands and tried to slow down the blood loss.
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Finally, the Soviet soldiers came to control it. One person took off his leggings and temporarily used it as a tourniquet. The others shook their arms and called for their comrades to come around.
Natasha held the rifle in her arms and headed to the location of the killed sniper with Igor. She glanced at Balzen and saw the battalion commander running away with a happy face.
"Haha, the credit for catching the tongue should go to me."
Igor heard her muttering and couldn't help but smile: "My dear, your contribution is absolutely indispensable. Balzen will not be stupid enough to steal the credit from you. Let's take a look at the enemies you killed first! Look at that fascist
What kind of face is that?"
"Indeed." The girl turned her head and smiled. She took off the linen and suddenly washed her face. She flicked her golden braid gorgeously, and the girl's delicate side was vividly displayed, but it was incompatible with this battlefield.
The two of them always remained cautious. Even if their comrades were on this small battlefield, there was still the possibility of a sudden attack.
Natasha quickly found the man's body, and her face became serious again. She saw a lot of blood spattered at the base of the pine tree trunk, and a body with a head that was mangled and bloody, lying quietly.
The corpse's left arm still pressed the Mauser rifle, and the gun barrel was also stained with thick blood. The unpleasant smell of blood was very strong.
Igor leaned down, pushed the body aside, picked up the rifle, wiped the blood on it, and casually rubbed his bloody right hand on his pants.
"Natasha, this Mauser 98K rifle is your trophy. Look, there is a scope on it."
"It should be a Zeiss sight. It is a very excellent sight. It can magnify eight times. It is very good as a telescope."
Igor was slightly surprised: "You actually know so much?!"
"Comrade Commander told me."
"What else did the commander say?"
"The commander said that the German snipers all used Mauser rifles. He believed that the accuracy of the Mauser rifles was not as good as our Mosin Nagant, but their scopes were really advanced. This gun is really important to me.
It’s useless, but the scope is really useful. After this battle is over, I will use it as the scope of my new anti-tank gun.”
"Okay." Igor nodded, "Let's see what else we can find useful."
Ordinary soldiers are eager to receive supplies of ammunition and food, especially the high-top leather shoes of German soldiers. For troops who often carry out long-distance attacks, a sufficient supply of leather shoes is very necessary.
Balzen was eager for information. As to whether the German troops were deployed ahead and what was happening with the defenders in Lojev City, he only knew that the German 634th Division had sent troops to garrison. He knew nothing about the specific situation. The only surviving German soldier became everything.
The key point was that Balzen naturally happily took Misha, the correspondent who knew German, for a good interrogation.
The wounded German soldier was fed some water, and the bandage on his calf was tightened. To be honest, Balzen had no intention of resuscitating him. He asked for information and shot him.
The wounded German soldiers could guess what the Soviet army wanted to do without even thinking.
So when Misha asked him the key and pointed questions, the guy actually bared his bloodshot teeth and cursed.
Balzen was not stupid. He could not understand the German soldiers and could tell from their attitude that the wounded soldiers were cursing.
He decisively asked Misha: "Dear, what is this guy talking about? It's probably a curse. Oh, I still understand when he curses scheisser."
"Yes, it's just swearing, very vicious."
"What exactly did he say?"
"He...he said...he said that we do not have the right to life. Not all ethnic groups have the right to life."
Balzen gritted his teeth: "What else did he say?"
"He also said that they, you people who spread the Bolshevism plague, are not qualified to survive. The mission of the Third Reich will eventually be completed. Even if he dies, victory belongs to the Third Reich..."
"Okay, stop talking!" Balzen interrupted Misha. He was very angry because these words should have been said by the armed SS, but this wounded soldier and other corpses were all covered with military uniforms.
There is no SS Peugeot. He sighed: "I thought there were still some real soldiers in the Wehrmacht. It seems I was wrong. These guys were all brainwashed by Hitler, and they were no different from the Waffen SS who were killed.
"
The intelligence still needs to be reviewed. This person is so tough-talking, but Balzen has a way.
He squatted down and asked several people to hold the man down. His right hand was directly inserted into the wound on his right calf, and he pinched the broken bone.
The wounded German soldiers suddenly burst into wails like slaughtering pigs, their whole bodies were trembling, and they almost fainted from the pain.
Balzen struggled several times, and the wounded soldier's spirit finally collapsed, because he was controlled by the Soviet army, and a wooden stick was put in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue. The wounded soldier really couldn't survive or die, and the only way to do it was to
The only way for this vicious Soviet officer to stop was to confess.
Balzen laughed out loud: "That's right. You had said it earlier, why did you have to suffer?" However, Balzen's smile was more like the devil's taunt, and the wounded German soldier confessed everything he knew.
That is, he understood the defense situation of some of the German 634th Division in Loyev City and its surrounding areas, especially the presence of two regiments of defenders in the city.
As the wounded soldier talked, Misha quickly recorded it in his notebook. The wounded soldier explained valuable information while begging for his life. Naturally, Misha only recorded the first part. As a field communications soldier with extraordinary qualifications, Misha did not
He showed no mercy to this wounded German soldier.
Misha finally stopped the pen, handed the notebook to Balzen, and introduced: "Batalion Commander, this is the summary of the complicated intelligence that I made during the surprise attack. You can understand it at a glance."
Balzen indeed understood the basic situation of the German army's defense after watching it for more than ten seconds. In particular, he learned that the German army had set up multiple outposts three kilometers south to west of Loev City. Each outpost had a
Machine guns, so-called crackling gunfire from a guard post, can quickly alert the entire Loev.
"It seems that it is wrong for the large army to rush northward like a sharp sword. We need to take a detour. I have to inform the second group behind me about this. By the way, Misha, this person is still chattering now. Do you have any information?
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"No! Comrade Battalion Commander, he is begging for mercy."
"Really?" Balzen was unambiguous. He instantly pulled out the Ruger pistol seized from his waist and ended the life of the wounded soldier. Smoke was still floating from the muzzle of the gun. Balzen said coldly: "Life is beautiful.
It's a pity that there are no fascists, and we, the Soviet Red Army, are your nemesis."