At that moment Shurka himself was a little confused about the situation. He didn't understand that his subordinates and even the whole battalion suddenly launched a counterattack against the German army like crazy... They should have continued to stay in the position and rely on the fortifications to defend.
Later, Shulka realized that they thought Shulka and the Panzer IV died together.
This phenomenon occasionally occurs on the battlefield, especially when the army is besieged and at the last moment. If a core figure or hero dies in the army, it will instantly inspire everyone's tragic revenge and launch an all-out counterattack against the enemy.
The Soviet army was like this at this time. They yelled and jumped out of the trenches desperately and rushed forward to fight with the enemy.
In fact, this was not the case for the German army at this time. They also launched this meaningless attack because their main force suffered heavy losses on the lake.
As a result, the two troops became furious and struggled with each other. The battle soon developed into a melee.
Shurka didn't have time to think about what happened. He only knew that the German soldiers around him also rushed forward... But he failed to rush forward because just when he stood up and moved forward, Shurka grabbed his left leg.
.
The unsuspecting German soldier fell to the ground with a "thud". He turned around in confusion and was surprised to find that a military spike was coming towards him...
With a scream, a military stab stabbed diagonally into the German soldier's neck from his chin. The German soldier clutched the wound in pain. Blood spurted out from his mouth in large mouthfuls. He kicked his feet in the snow as if he wanted to get up, but
I tried several times but failed.
Shulka ignored him and didn't even have time to pull out the assassin. He grabbed the MP40 submachine gun on the chest of the German soldier and fired back. Two German soldiers had just rushed up and seemed to want to jump over the crater. They were unexpectedly knocked down by the bullets and screamed.
It rolled into the crater with a single sound.
Then came three more enemies...
This crater was a misunderstanding for the Germans. The reason was that the front line had been pushed to the front at this time. They always thought that the enemies here had been cleared, so they rushed forward one by one. Who would have thought that there was a person hiding in the crater waiting for him?
As if waiting for them.
Then Shulka threw two more grenades, causing the German soldiers who followed him to stagger.
After being disrupted by Shulka, the German army's follow-up troops were unable to keep up, so the Soviet army soon gained the upper hand, and the German army retreated like a tide.
At this time, Shurka's bomb crater was even filled with German corpses.
Just when Shulka was about to climb out, there was a "bang" gunshot. The actor covered in blood stood on the crater holding a rifle and yelled viciously: "Get out, you *** lackey!"
"I surrender!" Shulka raised his hands helplessly and said, "Comrade Okunev, you successfully captured me!"
The actor couldn't help but was stunned, and soon recognized it was Shulka. He couldn't help but walked forward excitedly and said: "Shulka, it's really you, Shulka, you're not dead yet..."
"Yes, I was almost beaten to death by you!" Shulka replied.
Shulka wanted to stand up, but failed. He thought he was entangled with the corpses of the German soldiers. After moving, he felt a tingling pain in the back of his neck. When he reached out and touched it, he found a cold, hard thing embedded there.
There was sticky blood all around.
"Shrapnel, I was hit by shrapnel, and it was still in the neck..."
This was what Shulka was thinking before he lost consciousness. All he could hear in his ears was the actor's nervous shouting: "Shulka, Shulka! Medic, medic...get over here, you bastard!"
Shulka woke up intermittently several times, as if in a dream.
In fact, at this time Shulka could no longer tell which was a dream and which was reality.
Sometimes he seemed to have returned to modern times, listening to a senior mathematics professor talking to himself on the podium about calculus with his classmates.
Then there were the panicked faces of the instructor, actors and others.
Then he was suddenly thrown back onto the battlefield to fight fiercely with the enemy.
The next second I saw a doctor-looking man shining a flashlight into his eyes. The light was like a road to heaven.
…
When Shulka really woke up, she found herself lying in a ward. A nurse next to her immediately noticed this. She hurriedly dropped the medical equipment she was sorting and ran while shouting: "Doctor, Anato
Dr. Lee...he's awake!"
Soon, a bearded doctor appeared in front of Shulka. He observed it for a while and then asked: "How do you feel, Comrade Shulka?"
"Where am I?" Shulka asked.
"Relax, Comrade Shulka!" the doctor replied: "This is Sernov Hospital, and I am your doctor Anatoly!"
"Hospital? Moscow?"
"Yes, Comrade Shulka!"
"Where are my comrades? How are they?" Shulka asked: "Have we won?"
"They are fine, Comrade Shulka!" Dr. Anatoly seemed to be moved by Shulka's spirit of always thinking about the battlefield. He nodded appreciatively towards Shulka and said: "They are the ones who sent you here.
Hey, you just had an operation, you should have a good rest!"
"Operation?"
"Yes!" Doctor Anatoly said: "You are lucky, Comrade Shulka! A piece of shrapnel, a gift from the Germans..."
As he spoke, Dr. Anatoly brought an iron plate to Shulka. Inside, lay a square piece of shrapnel the size of a one-yuan coin, with some blood stains on it.
"Do you want to keep it?" Doctor Anatole asked.
"No, doctor!" Shulka replied: "Because I think the Germans would be happy to give me more if I wanted it!"
Several nurses nearby were amused and laughed.
"You are lucky, Comrade Shulka!" Dr. Anatoly said: "This piece of shrapnel is stuck in the soft tissue of your neck. It seems that the brim of your hat that you put down consumed most of its kinetic energy, otherwise..."
Otherwise, there is no need to say more about what happened next. This vital part of the neck could easily take away half of Shulka's life.
but now……
"You just need a few days of rest to recover! But don't run around!"
"Thank you, doctor!"
"Do you need us to notify your family?" Dr. Anatoly asked before leaving.
Shulka thought for a moment, then shook his head and replied: "No, doctor, I don't want them to worry!"
Doctor Anatole nodded to express his understanding and left.
Shulka gently touched the bandaged wound on the back of his neck, looked at the clean and tidy environment around him, and sighed... He finally got some rest time.