The battle was almost as hot as it began.

Anti-tank rifles fired bullets one after another at gunfire, and several light tanks stopped...... Perhaps it was due to the malfunction of the vital part hit by an anti-tank gun, or perhaps the crew was killed or injured and could not move normally.

But these were just a few of them, and the other tanks still rushed into the Soviet line with German soldiers.

As if it had been discussed, both sides began to throw grenades at the enemy, and with a roar of "boom", the front of the line exploded into a mess.

The Germans clearly had an advantage in this regard, as grenades would have been more damaging if they had been thrown into a trench in a semi-enclosed space.

As it is now, the grenades thrown by the Germans exploded in rows in the trenches and knocked down the Soviet soldiers, while many of the grenades thrown by the Soviets were blocked by tanks, as were the shrapnel that exploded.

A grenade was thrown at Shulka's side, and the "shivering" smoke could explode at any moment.

At that moment, Shulka didn't think about anything, and as soon as he rolled over, he rolled back out of the trench.

Although dangerous outside the trenches, they are much safer than those with grenades.

As for picking up the grenade and throwing it back...... Shulka noticed as he shot that they would wait a while after pulling the strings before throwing the grenade out.

This is the practice of veterans, and recruits usually can't wait to throw the strings as soon as they pull the strings, and this will also give the enemy a chance to throw back.

The German army in front of him was obviously the former, so Shulka had no intention of throwing it back at all.

Sure enough, Shulka had just crossed the trench when he heard a "boom", and the grenade blew up a pile of dust in the trench.

Shulka rolled back into the trench and again leaned out in the smoke of grenades to shoot at the enemy.

With a "bang", it hit a German soldier holding a grenade ready to throw.

The target was only about thirty meters, and Shulka didn't even need to aim to hit his arm.

The smoke-emitting grenade fell to the ground, and the German soldier hurriedly picked it up with another hand, and was about to throw it out again but it was too late......

With a bang, the grenade exploded at a height of half a man, and shrapnel flew in all directions, knocking four or five surrounding Germans 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 "submachine guns and grenades, melee gold is not exchanged", and the damage that submachine guns can cause in close combat is no worse than that of grenades.

A shuttle of machine-gun bullets flew over, Shulka hurriedly retracted his head, then picked up two grenades from the trench, pulled the strings, and threw them one after another.

At this moment, a German soldier rushed to the front of the trench and aimed his submachine gun at Shulka...... Shulka grabbed him by the foot and dragged him off the slippery snow.

The bullet from the submachine gun flew almost against Shulka's scalp.

The German submachine gunner, who fell into the trench, tried to struggle, but was knocked out by Shulka with the butt of a gun.

The real battlefield is far more chaotic than it is depicted, and to some extent it can be said that both sides have no rules, and each other only wants to kill each other by all means, in a simple and primitive way.

The tank "rumbled" up, the tracks falling into the trench with ice, snow and dirt, and one of the fighters, with wide eyes, pulled a bundle of cluster grenades and held them up to the tank chassis, motionless.

There was a "boom", and just as the tank was rolling over the trench above him, a grenade sounded, the tank hung over the trench, the tracks broke and hung in the air, and a puff of smoke came out of the bottom.

Several German soldiers rushed into the trench and plunged a bayonet into the chest of one of the soldiers, who were about to turn their guns in other directions, only to find smoke coming from an explosive bag next to the corpse.

Soon, everywhere there were German and Soviet troops tearing each other apart, fighting each other with bayonets, shovels, and even teeth, and although they did not know each other, they did everything to kill each other.

And this wrestling soon worked as well...... The German infantry could not keep up with the tanks that continued their advance over the trenches.

In fact, even if the tanks stopped, it was useless, because the enemy and the enemy could not distinguish each other from each other.

This gave the fighters in depth the opportunity to blow up the tank, and they approached the target from the dead end of the tank along the trench and then threw Molotov cocktails on it or blew it up with explosives packs.

Finally, the German attack was once again beaten back, and all the two dozen German tanks that attacked remained on the defensive line, some of which were still burning with flames and black smoke.

At this time, the soldiers were all covered in gunsmoke and bloodstains, and they were almost no longer human.

Shulka plunged a bayonet into the neck of a German soldier and dragged out the instructor who was being choked from beneath him.

The instructor coughed violently while clutching his neck, then retched, and after a while he grumbled, wiping the blood from his face, "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 put a bayonet on his neck at all in this situation......"

The instructor kicked the German soldier's soldier and turned it over.

Only then did Shulka realize that a bayonet had pierced the neck of the German soldier just now, so blood sprayed out and the instructor was confused.

In fact, it's not all.

The instructor was pinched by the neck and was trying to breathe with his mouth wide open, only to have blood pour into his mouth......

Shulka suddenly understood why the instructor had been retching just now.

"You must have drunk a lot, comrade instructor?" Shulka laughed: "How's it taste?" ”

"No, no!" The instructor replied, "Not like you think!" ”

Although the instructor denied it, his evasive eyes were exposed.

"It's nothing, Comrade Instructor!" The veteran on the other side said, "We should drink their blood and eat their flesh!" ”

"Yes!" The actor replied, "The instructor is demonstrating to us!" ”

He laughed, but the laughter soon turned into a groan, and he was hit by shrapnel in the left shoulder as the medic bandaged him.

"Comrade Company Commander!" Leonyev asked: "Can you know how long we will stay?" ”

"Of course!" Shulka sat down and leaned against the wall of the trench and replied: "Hold until the enemy withdraws from the USSR!" ”

The warriors were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed.

。 vertex