Yu Yang stood at the door, watching the three people gathered in front of the chicken soup, Yu Yang had a strong premonition, these three Germans would definitely not be able to eat chicken with peace of mind, and something would definitely happen.

A German pointed at Yu Yang, then pointed to the position on the edge, motioned for Yu Yang to come over and sit down and eat chicken together, and then began to use his own utensils to start scooping chicken from the pot.

Yu Yang sat on the side and watched the three Germans drinking chicken soup with laughter and chatting, and began to count down in his heart, according to the previous situation, something big should happen soon.

Sure enough, a German had just fished out Yu Yang's torn chicken legs, and a huge explosion sounded outside the house, and Yu Yang immediately got up from the ground and walked to the window to look over.

The explosion came from the left, which was the direction pursued by the Germans, and the three Germans also heard the explosion, and some reluctantly put the chicken leg in their hands into the pot, and walked out with their steel helmets.

Yu Yang has been secretly staring at this German, and only after finding that this German put down the chicken legs, he turned his head, fortunately, these Germans did not learn from themselves, and they like to skewer around with chicken legs in their mouths, otherwise, the largest piece of chicken that he just tore off was snatched away by the Germans, and Yu Yang may feel distressed for a long time.

It was the Germans' armored car that exploded, and I don't know what Lao Maozi used to blow it up directly, and the Germans, who had been advancing very smoothly just now, were resisted by the Soviets.

Machine guns of various formats appeared on both sides of the window again, blocking the position of the street entrance, and there were faintly dozens of old hairy figures flashing in the street, stopping the momentum of the German attack and making it impossible for these Germans to advance.

Lao Maozi once again began to counterattack, this time Lao Maozi invested a little more troops, about seventy or eighty people, rushed out of the buildings on both sides of the road, and harvested the lives of the Germans.

However, these Germans were not spaghetti troops, and after being attacked, they immediately launched a counterattack on the spot, and the Germans used various craters and ruins as cover to shoot at Lao Maozi and suppress the fire.

However, without the cover of armored vehicles, the Germans' firepower weakened a lot, and Lao Maozi, who was not superior in numbers, took advantage of the terrain to recapture some houses from the Germans.

The three Germans in the room picked up their rifles and began to shoot, suppressing the fire on a house occupied by an old Maozi not far away.

After Yu Yang, who was standing on the side, saw this scene, he once again set up his machine gun, pulled the trigger, and the three Germans fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

After Yu Yang eliminated the three Germans, he did not set up a machine gun to shoot at the Germans on the street, the houses around Yu Yang were still under the control of the Germans, and the Germans were constantly reinforcing from the rear positions, as if the Germans and Soviets were about to duel on this street.

Yu Yang returned to the room, put his machine gun aside, sat down in front of the pot, picked up the chicken leg that had just been scooped up by the Germans, put it in his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

Because more than a dozen people have died in this pot of chicken, everyone wants to eat it, but they haven't eaten it, Yu Yang is worried that if he doesn't finish it now, he won't know what will happen when he waits.

God knows if the British troops will come out of nowhere to join in, although there were no British in the battle of Stalingrad, but maybe God wants Yu Yang to joke, it is also possible that the British retreating from Dunkirk walked into the wormhole and crossed into Stalingrad.

Outside the window, the Germans, the Soviets, engaged in a fierce battle on this street of less than two hundred meters, and had begun to engage in the most brutal white-knuckle battle, the bayonets in the hands of the Soviets and the sound of the Germans' shovels clashing endlessly, and the sky did not know when it snowed heavily, falling on the street, blending into the red blood.

Yu Yang's house was as warm as spring, and the corpses were piled up at the door by Yu Yang, and after Yu Yang collected their weapons, he leaned against the fire and sat down.

Stirring the broth with a fork, drinking the broth while the chicken legs, and listening to the metal symphony of gunfire outside the house, it was very pleasant, and it would be nice to have a bottle of wine now.

The battle outside became more and more intense, and all kinds of gunshots, metal clashes, and screams were endless.

Yu Yang listened carefully while eating chicken, the model of the weapon was very complicated, Yu Yang could barely hear the sound of the Mauser rifle and the MP40 submachine gun, and Lao Maozi's weapon could only hear the sound of the Mossingana rifle, Yu Yang is now a Soviet soldier, and he seems to have not used the Soviet standard weapon.

Although Yu Yang was eating chicken, his eyes were always staring at the position at the door, and his hand did not completely leave his weapon, only abnormal situations, Yu Yang could quickly pick up the weapon.

And Yu Yang's ears are not very bright now, listening carefully to the sounds around him, if he hears someone going upstairs, Yu Yang will immediately prepare for battle.

Twenty minutes later, Yu Yang wiped his mouth, a chicken, except for a small part that was gnawed twice by the damn Italian, all the rest went into Yu Yang's stomach, as for the Italian who robbed Yu Yang of two mouthfuls of chicken, the corpse is now piled up at the door of the house, and the dead can't die anymore.

Wiping his mouth casually with his clothes, Yu Yang squatted down and slowly walked to the window, where the gunshots outside the window had begun to weaken.

Once again, the Germans and Soviets had found a very tacit understanding to find a balance, ready to stop the exchange of fire and maintain the status quo, and the sporadic gunfire came from the buildings, which should be an encounter for control of the house.

Yu Yang looked around, his current position seemed to be a little awkward, in the house across the road, that is, the room with a basement where Yu Yang was hiding before, the two Germans showed their heads and aimed at Yu Yang, but after seeing Yu Yang wearing an Italian military uniform, they aimed elsewhere.

And in the few houses on Yu Yang's left, Yu Yang saw Lao Maozi's sailboat hat, and instantly lowered his head, now he is wearing an Italian military uniform, and Lao Maozi will definitely shoot when he sees himself.

Sure enough, when Yu Yang saw Lao Maozi, the same Lao Maozi also saw Yu Yang, Yu Yang's head just lowered, and a bullet knocked off the military hat on Yu Yang's head, if it wasn't for Yu Yang's quick reaction, he should have been killed by Lao Maozi now.

Yu Yang, who retracted his head, looked at the building on his right again, and at the position of the window, all he saw were German steel helmets.

Yu Yang found an embarrassing scene, he seemed, probably, in the center of the war zone between the Soviets and the Germans, with the Soviets on the left and the Germans on the right, Yu Yang was now disguised as a Soviet, Italian or German, and if one did not pay attention, he would be killed by the other.

Yu Yang felt that he now needed a Swiss flag on the roof of his house to be permanently neutral.