Time passed quietly, and the night fell on the city of Stalingrad again, and the darkness enveloped the city again, but the residual snow on the ground made the city less dark, at least you could see the road clearly.

Yu Yang had been in this two-story building for more than two hours, during which four waves of Germans had come, but they all left, some took some ammunition, some took a few old Maozi winter clothes, and finally even the military uniforms of his comrades-in-arms, the Germans, were stripped off by them and put on their bodies.

These Germans came and went, walked and came, no one wanted to stay in this building, and no one cared about the feelings of Yu Yang, an "Italian", and in the end, Yu Yang was left alone in this almost empty room.

There was only an MG42 machine gun and a bullet chain and a rifle left in his hand, but fortunately Yu Yang hid his backpack in advance, otherwise the contents of his backpack would have been taken away by these Germans.

The night was a sign that the Soviets were about to attack, and the superior forces of the Soviets had not yet been assembled above the battlefield of Stalingrad in November, and the total number of defenders sent into the city of Stalingrad did not exceed 50,000.

50,000 people fought a counteroffensive against more than 200,000 German troops, and the Soviets' heads were not broken, and their task now was to hold the banks of the Volga River and prevent the Germans from crossing this mother river.

Yu Yang hid in the building, took out the only remaining Soviet military coat, and put it on his body, at night, it was safer to wear the clothes of the Soviets, and now the Soviets are very skillful, Yu Yang didn't want to be treated as an Italian by the Soviets in the middle of the night, and quietly killed with a knife.

Yu Yang squatted at the window, observing the Germans in front of him on the right, if the opportunity was good, Yu Yang could choose to sneak out one or two Germans, he was still a long way from completing the task, and every kill was very crucial for Yu Yang.

The Germans did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, and there was a fire in almost every building, and you could faintly see the traces of some people walking.

Rather than being hidden in the dark, the Germans chose a more secure approach, revealing their location, but better for them to guard against the Soviets' sneak attack, at least knowing where the enemy was when the Soviets touched it.

The two sides knew each other, the Soviets knew that the Germans were in the building in front of them, and the Germans also knew that the Soviets would definitely attack at night, both sides were on guard against each other, tentative, but the Germans were more ambitious, as if waiting for the Soviets to come to the door, Yu Yang saw several Germans in the window position, poking their heads out from time to time to observe the situation on the street.

The snowy night made the Soviets' sneak attack more difficult, and Yu Yang could clearly see two Soviets on his left side, burrowing into a crater with their waists, and then crawling slowly on the ground.

Approaching a building in front of him little by little, Yu Yang could see clearly, and the Germans could also see very clearly.

A dull gunshot rang out, and with two sounds, the two old hairmen fell in a pool of blood, Yu Yang had been observing the building where the Germans were hiding, and two obvious gunfire lit up not far from Yu Yang, like a dark star, flashing by.

It was on the rooftops, not in the windows, these Germans were not as casual as they seemed, and there were at least two German snipers hidden in the location of this street, and even more.

It should have been fired by a German sniper, ordinary German soldiers did not have such good marksmanship, and two bullets hit two old hairy men who were in motion, which was difficult for ordinary soldiers to do.

Hitting a moving target and a stationary target are completely two different concepts, and at night when the view is not very good and in bad weather when it snows, ordinary soldiers can hardly do it, only people who are fed with bullets are able to do it.

Yu Yang felt that he needed a flame suppressor now, and the flame of shooting the muzzle with a rifle at night was too obvious, and firing it was tantamount to revealing his position.

However, Yu Yang did not hesitate at all, holding his sniper rifle and pulling the trigger at the position where he shot just now, after shooting, Yu Yang didn't have time to observe his results at all, he directly pounced, ran to the position of another window, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger at the position of another sniper.

"Peng!" As Yu Yang pulled the trigger for the second time, the dull and dull gunfire rang out again, Yu Yang squatted directly on the ground, these two shots Yu Yang was confident that he would kill the Germans, as long as the two Germans did not move their positions, they had now become two corpses.

Yu Yang's gunfire was like a prelude, after Yu Yang shot, the whole street began to sound all kinds of gunfire one after another, gunfire came out of every window, the Germans, Lao Maozi, began to shoot at each other, the building where Yu Yang was hiding became the target of the Germans' attention, and the bullets from the window hit the wall in front of Yu Yang.

All kinds of broken stones brought out by the bullet hitting the wall flew everywhere, hitting Yu Yang's body, and some touched Yu Yang's face.

Having to lie on the ground and crawl back, Yu Yang felt that in just one minute, the wall in front of him had been hit by at least forty or fifty bullets.

"Damn, don't you want money for these Germans' bullets?" Yu Yang cursed while climbing, and finally just wanted to climb back into his house, he heard footsteps at the top of the stairs.

Immediately crawled to the position between the two windows, dropped his sniper rifle on the ground, took out the submachine gun behind his back, and rushed to the top of the stairs.

As soon as I came to the staircase, I saw that the two Germans didn't know when they had touched the corner of the staircase, and they were carefully touching the location of the second floor.

Yu Yang pulled the trigger, and the Germans also pulled the trigger, and the submachine gun instantly sprayed a series of bullets, beating the Germans in front of Yu Yang into a sieve.

The bullet fired by the German before he died hit Yu Yang's left shoulder blade, Yu Yang was in pain, staggered back a few steps, and the last few bullets from the submachine gun hit the ceiling. 、

Just as Yu Yang staggered backwards, Yu Yang saw a German rushing up from the top of the stairs, holding a Mauser rifle in his hand and ready to aim at him.