Yang Mingzhi's roundabout operation was going on intensely. The battle situation changed so fast that day. He didn't expect that the enemies of the two regiments were so inexperienced.
The enemy was exhausted. One more charge would have eliminated them! The first platoon of the reconnaissance company, which was forced to stay in the forest due to the war, followed the clues to find the retreating Floyd regiment and conducted a reconnaissance.
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The leader of the first platoon was very surprised: "Is the enemy going to die? Why are they all lying on the ground? Could it be that their physical strength has reached the limit?" This information immediately informed Yang Mingzhi that this attack had the right direction.
The soldiers were ordered to move forward quickly. The wide offensive front was like a huge fishing net. Although the regiments of Hoffman and Floyd had not yet fully reunited, they were just two "schools of fish" about to be captured.
Catch them all in one go.
The frightened people could no longer organize a guard post well, especially the people of Floyd's regiment. They suffered heavy losses and were exhausted physically and mentally. The morale was so low that many people simply threw their weapons around, not even machine guns.
Perform maintenance.
Many of them slept in the open air, regardless of whether it was cold or not. No matter what Kubrit ordered, he could not do it because his own mental state was also in terrible condition.
His eyes were bloodshot as he leaned against a tree and reflected on today's battle.
The north wind blew against his cheek, and in the sound of the wind, some strange noises drifted into his ears.
"No! There's a situation!" Kubrit stood up suddenly, subconsciously pulled out his pistol and immediately fired a warning shot, shouting loudly: "Everyone, get up! The enemy is coming! Meet the enemy! Meet the enemy!
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Some people thought it was because the officers were nervous, and some people were really worried that the enemy was coming to kill them. The legs of those who were frightened were shaking, and some were holding rifles and wailing.
The temporary camp of Floyd's regiment was so chaotic that only half of the men could stand up and load their rifles.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Yang Mingzhi, who was attacking, heard several gunshots and was shocked.
"The enemy has discovered us! They are right in front! Davarisi! Ula!" Yang Mingzhi held his submachine gun high and led a group of people as fierce as brown bears to run wildly.
Everyone was roaring, and the loud sound even shook the snow off the pine trees.
Carambola and Natasha, like the male soldiers, stretched their throats to express their courage.
The husband in front led the soldiers to attack desperately, and Yang Tao was very worried about his safety. The battle had already begun, and it was useless to worry anymore. She kept her mission in mind and said to Natasha: "We can't charge too much."
Be fierce, find a good location and establish a gathering position immediately!"
"Okay! Let's remove the scope as well and just do mechanical aiming in the forest." As she said that, Natasha was already taking it apart.
The two of them stuffed the dismantled scope into their backpacks while running.
The positions of the Soviet and German troops were actually less than 400 meters away, but the dense pine tree trunks blocked the team's tracks. The snow absorbed a lot of noise, and few German troops noticed anything unusual.
Before the German army was ready, Yang Mingzhi's army arrived.
The RPG players in the army took the lead. These warheads loaded with large amounts of explosives were extremely powerful, and the air waves and loud noises they caused were even more ferocious and shocking. Many people suddenly had a nervous breakdown. Yes, they were about to run out of energy.
, no one expected this sudden attack. Despair and helplessness were written on their distorted faces, and then their whole bodies were torn apart by the blast shock wave.
After all, the enemy was gathering together to rest. It was only two hours before the failed offensive operation, and the enemy suddenly came from behind.
The spears of the Soviet soldiers glowed with cold light. The Mosin-Nagant almost turned into a short spear, and a large number of short spears formed a spear formation, as if a bayonet battle was about to take place.
Unfortunately, this was not the case. The soldiers preferred to use bullets to resolve the battle. The submachine gunners in the "short spear array" fired desperately, and the enemies who rushed to fight were shot one after another.
This was not over yet. Offensive grenades came one after another. The forward soldiers threw out all four grenades they carried without hesitation. Some of them were captured from the Germans. These smoking iron rods suddenly exploded one after another.
From the smoke, a group of furry creatures emerged.
The spears stabbed those who cried, and the bullets fired at those who resisted.
The German army was stunned in the moment of fighting. Kubrit was an officer after all. He did not look confused, but actively organized a counterattack.
"All machine gunners, fight me! Destroy the enemy! Stop their charge!" It's a pity that no matter how many people followed his orders, no matter how many people he shouted.
When their morale collapsed, they might have only one way to escape. Many soldiers who could still run suddenly forgot that they had almost died of exhaustion just now. This time they really used the last bit of energy in their cells to retreat.
Most of the people were running towards Hoffman's camp, hoping that their comrades there could resist the enemy.
But this is an act of desertion.
Kubrit raised his pistol and ordered at the top of his voice: "Don't run away! Fight me!" Two gunshots rang out, and a man who was running for his life had his head exploded. However, the collapse of the entire regiment was not something he could handle alone.
It was the first time for those young people who had just joined the army to participate in such a brutal battle. Faced with the crazy firepower of the Soviet army, and when they saw the bloody corpses of their comrades, their despair was almost instantaneous.
Kubrit's action of killing others as a warning had no effect. The enemy was still charging and bullets were flying. The escapees basically carried their weapons and hunched their backs to escape. That is to say, Kubrit himself was still standing stupidly.
Suddenly something holding white smoke flew over, and a soldier knocked down the confused deputy commander with one shoulder.
After the RPG exploded, it killed and injured many people who were fleeing for their lives, and also shattered a machine gun position that was blocking the attack.
Kubrit held up his hat, slapped himself hard several times, and finally came to his senses.
"Deputy commander, we must retreat! Otherwise our entire army will be annihilated!"
This soldier had just saved himself, but he actually asked to retreat!
"No! If we retreat, we won't be able to complete the mission. You! Attack me!"
"Deputy commander!" the soldier shouted loudly: "Recognize the reality! We are tired and cannot stand up to the enemy's strong firepower. We must leave here, otherwise everyone will die!"
Finally at this time, Kubrit saw the situation clearly. The enemy's strength was really large in terms of firepower. Their offensive was too fierce, their firepower was tenacious, and they even had some special killer weapons. They also had RPGs, so
The grenades thrown seemed to have been intentionally fragmented, and there were even some artillery pieces.
Therefore, what opened the way for their attack was a large number of explosives. How could unprepared people bear this? Flesh and blood bodies would only die when the steel fragments swept across them!
The most important thing was that he saw soldiers already carrying a stretcher to escape, and lying on it was the regiment leader Floyd.
"What the hell!" Kubrit clenched his fists and ordered reluctantly: "Brothers, let's retreat and go meet with Hoffman!" (To be continued.) 8