The battle became intense almost as soon as it started.
Anti-tank rifles fired bullets one after another amid gunshots, and several light tanks stopped...perhaps because they were hit by anti-tank guns in vital parts and malfunctioned, or perhaps the crew members were injured and unable to move forward normally.
But these were only a few of them. The other tanks still brought German soldiers into the Soviet defense line aggressively.
As if they had agreed, both the enemy and ourselves began to throw grenades at the enemy. With a burst of "boom", the front of the defense line exploded into a mess.
The Germans obviously had an advantage in this regard, because if a grenade was thrown into a trench, it would do more damage in a semi-enclosed space.
Just like now, the grenades thrown by the German army exploded in rows in the trenches, knocking down the Soviet soldiers. However, many of the grenades thrown by the Soviet army were blocked by the tanks, and the same was true for the exploding shrapnel.
A grenade was thrown next to Shulka, emitting smoke and threatening to explode at any time.
Sulka didn't think anything at that moment, and rolled back out of the trench as soon as he turned over.
Although it is dangerous outside the trench, it is much safer than the trench with grenades.
As for picking up the grenade and throwing it back... Shulka noticed when shooting that they would wait for a while after pulling the string before throwing the grenade out.
This is what veterans do. New recruits usually throw the string as soon as they pull it, and this also gives the enemy a chance to throw it back.
The German army in front of him was obviously the former, so Shurka had no intention of throwing it back.
Sure enough, as soon as Shulka climbed over the trench, he heard a "boom" and the grenade exploded into a pile of dust in the trench.
Shulka rolled over and rolled back into the trench, leaning out again amid the smoke of grenades to shoot at the enemy.
With a "bang", it hit a German soldier holding a grenade and preparing to throw it.
The target was no more than thirty meters away, and Shulka hit his arm without even having to aim.
The smoking grenade fell to the ground. The German soldier quickly picked it up with another hand and was about to throw it out again but it was too late...
There was a loud bang, and the grenade exploded at half a man's height. Shrapnel flew in all directions, knocking four or five German soldiers around him to the ground.
"Bang!" Shulka fired another bullet, and the German soldier who had just emerged from behind the tank was knocked to the ground.
That's a submachine gunner.
There is a saying on the battlefield that "a submachine gun plus a grenade is worth the price in close combat." The damage a submachine gun can cause in close combat is no worse than a grenade, and it can sweep away everything with just one raise of your hand.
A bunch of machine gun bullets flew over. Shurka quickly retracted his head, picked up two grenades in the trench, pulled the strings, and threw them out one after another.
At this moment, a German soldier rushed to the front of the trench and pointed his submachine gun at Shulka... Shulka grabbed his feet and dragged him off the smooth snow.
"Da da da" the submachine gun bullet almost flew past Shulka's scalp.
The German submachine gunner who fell into the trench still wanted to struggle, but was knocked unconscious by the butt of Shulka's rifle.
The real battlefield is far more chaotic than the one depicted. To a certain extent, it can be said that both the enemy and the enemy are out of ideas, and each other only wants to use all means to kill the other party, using a simple and primitive method.
The tank rumbled up, its tracks carrying ice, snow and mud swishing down into the trench. A soldier's eyes widened, and he lit a bundle of cluster grenades and held them toward the chassis of the tank, motionless.
There was a "boom", and just as the tank rolled over the trench above his head, a grenade went off. The tank hung on the trench with its tracks broken and hanging in the air, and a plume of smoke came out of the bottom.
Several German soldiers rushed into the trench and plunged their bayonets into the chest of a soldier. They were about to turn the muzzle of their guns in other directions, but they discovered that there was smoke coming from an explosive pack next to the body.
Soon, German and Soviet troops were everywhere fighting each other. They fought with each other with bayonets, shovels, and even their teeth. Although they did not know each other, they used all possible means to kill each other.
And this struggle soon had its effect...The German infantry was unable to keep up with the tanks that continued to advance across the trenches.
In fact, it is useless even if the tank stops, because the enemy and the enemy are in a melee and cannot tell each other apart.
Therefore, this gives the soldiers in the depth of defense an opportunity to blow up the tank. They approach the target along the trench from the dead corner of the tank, and then throw incendiary bottles up or blow it up directly with explosive packets.
Finally, the German attack was pushed back again, and all the more than twenty attacking German tanks remained on the defense line, some of which were still burning with flames and black smoke.
At this time, all the soldiers were covered in gunpowder smoke and blood and almost no longer human-like.
Shulka plunged his bayonet into the neck of a German soldier, and then dragged out the instructor who was being choked under him.
The instructor covered his neck and coughed violently, then retched. After a while, he wiped the blood on his face and complained: "Please, Shulka, can you not do this next time?"
"What?" Shulka asked: "Do you mean not to save you, comrade instructor?"
"No, Comrade Shulka!" the instructor pointed to the blood on his face: "I mean, you don't need to stab his neck with a bayonet in this case..."
The instructor kicked the German soldier's soldier and turned him over.
Only then did Shulka realize that a bayonet had pierced the neck of a German soldier, and blood spurted out, covering the instructor's face.
In fact, it's more than that.
The instructor's neck was pinched and he was trying to breathe with his mouth wide open. As a result, blood was poured into his mouth...
Shulka suddenly understood why the instructor had retched just now.
"You must have drank a lot, comrade instructor?" Shulka laughed: "How does it taste?"
"No, no!" the instructor replied, "It's not what you think!"
Although the instructor denied it, his avoidant eyes revealed it.
"It's nothing, comrade instructor!" said the veteran on the other side: "We should drink their blood and eat their flesh!"
"Yes!" the actor replied: "The instructor is demonstrating it to us personally!"
As he spoke, he laughed, but the laughter soon turned into a groan. His left shoulder was hit by shrapnel, and the medical soldiers were bandaging him at this time.
"Comrade Company Commander!" Leonyev asked, "Do you know how long we will stay on guard?"
"Of course!" Shulka sat down and leaned against the trench wall, replying: "Hold until the enemy withdraws from the Soviet Union!"
The soldiers couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.