In the ruins of the ruins, the Soviet infantry squads formed combat teams. They basically formed combat teams of three and opened fire on the German troops entering the city.
They first used hand grenades. These weapons were deliberately delayed for two seconds before being thrown. The bombs flew over the heads of the almost unprepared German troops and exploded. They were like small shrapnel shells, smashing in all directions and easily piercing through.
It grabbed the cotton-padded clothes of the German soldiers and their vaginas, and rolled wantonly inside their bodies, causing a series of permanent injuries.
It was the first time for these German soldiers to participate in an urban warfare attack. They were completely unaware of the brutality of urban street fighting, including their commander Holstaufen, who recklessly led his men into a seemingly undefended city. Little did they know that this
It's a complete trap!
When the soldiers who checked the suspicious artillery and hit the bomb fell in a pool of blood, Holstaufen was instinctively thrown down by several soldiers, thus avoiding being injured by flying fragments.
"Asshole! What's going on!" He just cursed, and more explosions followed.
The battalion commander was extremely lucky. It was because he was thrown to the ground that he successfully escaped the sudden and intensive grenade attack. Those large grenades that were deliberately added with used shells as fragments came from the blacksmith village.
They were filled with picric acid, which was more powerful. They were used intensively. The flying shells and fragments of the grenade itself swept away the enemies in the area at almost the same time. The shrapnel was so dense that even mice could
Can't hide.
Debris also smashed into the ruins one after another, and a large number of bricks and rubble were crackled.
When the yellow smoke gradually dissipated, the vigilant militiamen exposed half of their heads and saw the corpses scattered in the end, as well as the wails of the undead.
The German soldiers who were still alive were considered experienced. When they knew they were under attack, they immediately found bunkers and hid.
Holstaufen's mind was in a state of confusion. He pushed away the bodies of the soldiers who died while protecting him. As soon as he recovered, he heard the sound of gunfire again, and there was a large amount of flying soil and debris around his feet.
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"Damn it! This is clearly aimed at me!" Because this man was wearing a large-brimmed hat that was standard in the German army.
According to German military regulations, officers can wear steel helmets except under special circumstances. In order to show the majesty and glory of the Third Reich's military officers, most of the time, officers stubbornly disdain to wear steel helmets, which also makes them too easy to become the target of public criticism.
The shooting skills of several militiamen were not good, and Holstaufen managed to escape by rolling around. In the panic, his hat also fell off. When he picked up the damn hat, he just stretched out his palm, and there was
Above his hand, a brick was smashed by a bullet!
"Ah! It really hurts!" Holstaufen immediately retracted his hand. This was the first time he was injured. The sharp fragments of the brick hit his hand, causing blood to flow.
A dozen soldiers surrounded the battalion commander, and more than fifty people outside the bunker fell down. The ground was blown up by explosives, and there was a lot of blood on the black soil. Many seriously injured German soldiers were wailing, and even more
Many people have died.
The attacks happened almost at the same time. The three German companies that entered the city suffered huge losses. They were caught off guard, and their casualties suddenly reached an astonishing 50%!
"Battal Commander! What to do! We have been surrounded by enemies!" a soldier roared.
At this moment, Holstaufen covered his injured hand and reluctantly untied his gloves, only to find that a hole had been made by the fragments. Perhaps because of the high mental impact, at this moment, the pain actually disappeared.
The German soldier, who was still vigilant, roared several times before Holstaufen came to his senses.
"What to do? Let's evacuate quickly! We must evacuate this damn city!"
Having said that, it was extremely difficult to retreat. What was even worse was that he and the remaining forty or so people who were lucky enough to be alive were in a corner of the city square.
Many German soldiers could see the Soviet soldiers who occasionally leaned out. Some of them wore green steel helmets, and some had nothing at all. The gunfire flames exposed the location, and the German soldiers who were forced to fight back immediately opened fire there.
Some general machine gunners bravely leaned forward, pointed their guns in that direction, and fired in all directions.
The militiamen led by Alexander did not participate in the tragic defensive battles experienced by the Ninili militia battalion, but that guy's men did stick to the city as his colleagues and as defenders of Homnich.
The militiamen fought a desperate battle with the German army. After the first round of attacks, the German army's firepower advantage slowly became apparent. Many militiamen were hit by counterattack bullets and died.
"What a hell! Comrades, follow me!" Alexander decided to personally lead the veterans to kill the guy wearing an officer's hat.
"Comrades, shoot bravely. We are equipped with light machine guns and submachine guns, and we will immediately suppress the bunker where they are!" Alexander hoped to pin the unknown officers to death in the city square in this way, and then launch a roundabout attack.
He had a hunch that this German officer might be the commander-in-chief of this unit.
Now it was really Holstaufen's turn to be frightened again. He was ready to cross the line of fire. Suddenly, the machine gunner who was covering was shot in the head by the Soviets, and his body fell to him stiffly.
before.
"Do they have snipers? Damn it!"
The Soviet army is in the dark, and the German army is in the light. There are still more than thirty German soldiers left in the city square. They are facing attacks from multiple directions. Bullets are fired from high places in the ruins, and full-power rifle bullets can easily penetrate them.
The tops of their helmets were cut off! These helmets, which protected against pistol bullets and splinters, were now meaningless.
If you continue to be patient, you are doomed to sit there and wait for death.
Holstaufen made a desperate move: "Brothers, we will die if this continues! Now we can only fight! Tiger! Machine gun cover! Others, follow me!"
Alexander had planned for the soldiers to carry cluster grenades, outflank them, and blast the enemies into the sky with dense explosions. As a result, they actually jumped out of the bunker and fled like crazy!
"Don't these people think they died quickly enough?" Alexander was shocked. The Germans who had been lying in wait and endured the attack came out at almost the same time.
They were retreating collectively, and their formation was quite organized. They were retreating and shooting at the same time!
"Damn it, these guys are trying to escape from the city! We can't let their officers withdraw! Comrades, give me chase!"
Alexander led his direct subordinates to take the lead in pursuit and shoot at the enemy's back. However, the militiamen's marksmanship and technical and tactical skills were not very high. Moreover, in such a thrilling battle, many people's hands were shaking as they ran.
They continued to shoot, and the Mosin-Nagant, a weapon with extremely high accuracy, turned into a musket in the hands of these people.
The guns were still crackling, but the enemy's zigzag steps cleverly stunned many militiamen, so the Germans simply withdrew from the city square after losing three more people.
The poor skills and tactics of these militiamen are really worrying! Alexander was heartbroken and had no choice. He had lost the chance to encircle the enemy.
Holstaufen finally saw hope. He waved his injured hand and said, "Everyone, hurry up, let's evacuate this damn city immediately!"
During the retreat, his people experienced little resistance. The soldiers in each militia squad had low military quality and weak weapons and firepower. They were no match for this group of German desperadoes.
But there was still a militia squad, and these ten warriors struggled to block the retreat of the German troops. They only had rifles and grenades in their hands. After throwing a few, they only had rifles.
Knowing that they were outmatched, this squad still chose to fight until they were all killed. Their heroic deeds achieved some success, but they were unable to stop the German army. Holstaufen led his last men and successfully evacuated outside the city.
This was the biggest loss suffered by this German camp. In the first urban street battle, the German troops who entered the city actually lost more than a hundred people, and more than fifty people were injured, and they reluctantly withdrew.
They retreated with the German troops outside and reached two kilometers outside the city.
While nervous, the German army immediately began to count the number of people. After discovering a large number of casualties, Holstaufen was shocked and immediately ordered the mortar soldiers: "Bomb me and shoot down all the artillery shells we carry!"
"We really have to kill them all! This is our heavy weapon! We..."
"Shut up!" Holstaufen ordered the artillerymen to carry out the order immediately.
He no longer had so much to worry about. The so-called artillery shells were shipped after they were shot. It would be bad if the Soviets were given a chance to breathe.
The retreating German soldiers ran wildly because of their heavy loads. Most of them sat down on the snow and gasped for air. Some of them coughed violently and even coughed up blood. It can be seen that they escaped very quickly, which also proves this.
The German army's battlefield response was relatively quick, but the commander had never fought in street battles. In the first battle, a quarter of the entire battalion was lost. The lesson was really huge.
That is to say, their organization level is very high, and even with such losses, the whole camp has not collapsed.
Those who survived also marveled at the losses, and the soldiers whispered to each other, as if what the troops encountered was the main force of the Soviet army.
The mortars fired all 100 shells in a short period of time, and they hit them head-on. Alexander did not care about the casualty statistics of his own troops, and the militiamen only collected a small number of German weapons and replenished the wounded German soldiers.
, the shells came like raindrops.
The militiamen were like mice, burrowing into their own caves and into the cracks of the ruins to avoid the storm of shrapnel and shock waves.
The furious Holstaufen did not think that the bombardment would have much effect. There must be a large number of enemies hidden in this city, and their main force did not retreat at all.
He immediately ordered the radio operator accompanying the army to report to the division headquarters: "Tell the division commander quickly that our army has encountered the main force of the Soviet army and they are holding fast at Homnich. Send the air force for bombing!" (To be continued.) 8