Leaning against the wall, Captain Nietzsche hurriedly pulled out the pistol at his waist, the only weapon suitable for fighting in a small space.

How many enemies are there outside, and are they already surrounding themselves?

Major Bach didn't have time to think about it, raised his pistol, stuck one hand out the door, and fired blindly into the corridor, the bullet hitting the wall of the corridor and splashing fire.

Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy forces outside were suppressed, Captain Nietzsche looked out of the door, but his vision was blocked by the dark light, and he could not see how many enemies there were outside the house.

While firing his gun, he retreated to the window, and after a hurried glance out the window, Captain Nietzsche saw another group of Soviet infantry on the riverbank, and these infantry rushed to the river with various weapons, preparing to cross the river to participate in the street battle on the other side of the river.

Captain Nietzsche didn't have time to think when he heard a crisp click from the pistol in his hand.

The bullets in the magazine were gone, and before he had time to think about it, Captain Nietzsche immediately pulled out the last grenade stuck in his belt, pulled the fuse, and counted silently for two seconds before raising his hand and throwing it out the door.

After throwing the grenade, Captain Nietzsche jumped on the desk of the window, bent over the windowsill, and jumped downstairs.

The moment he landed, Captain Nietzsche felt a panache in his chest, and a sour and salty liquid rushed up his throat.

Trying to stand up with difficulty, an otherwise simple action, became extremely difficult for Captain Nietzsche at that time.

"Wow" spat out a mouthful of blood, and Captain Nietzsche threw himself on the grass.

Waving his soft hands and feet, Captain Nietzsche clenched his teeth and crawled on the ground with all the remaining strength of his body, meter by meter, quickly approaching the KV-1 tank on the bank of the river.

Climbing to the back of the tank next to the corpses of five tankers, Captain Nietzsche poked his head over the waist of one of the corpses, and then remained motionless.

Captain Nietzsche did it all. Less than thirty seconds later, orange-yellow flames erupted from the second-floor window he jumped out of, along with a dull explosion.

After another thirty seconds or so, a head poked out of the window and looked out the window at the ground, only to see the three or five groups on the riverbank. A figure shuttling across the river.

His eyes swept over the pile of corpses behind the KV-1 tank, completely unaware that the person he was looking for was right in front of him.

Hiding in the pile of corpses, Captain Nietzsche gasped for air, and with each breath he felt the strength return to his limbs.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, a medic with a steel helmet sprayed with the Red Cross emblem on his head.

The medic crouched down, stretched out his right index finger, and probed the nostrils of the corpses on the ground. It didn't stop until Captain Nietzsche's nostrils.

Standing up suddenly, the medic turned back to a group of busy figures on the river and shouted: "Stretcher, stretcher, there are wounded here." ”

"Right away." Two stretcher-carrying figures shouted by the river.

During the whole process, Captain Nietzsche lay motionless on the ground, just anxiously thinking about how to get out.

Soon, an unexpected accident befell Captain Nietzsche, creating a perfect opportunity.

Without waiting for the soldiers carrying stretchers to run to Captain Nietzsche. A gust of wind swept through the sky and covered the banks of the river where Captain Nietzsche was.

Hear the wind falling from the sky. Captain Nietzsche clenched his fists with both hands, hoping in his heart that he must not fall too close, never fall too close.

Forty-two rockets whistled down from the sky and hit the banks of the chaotic river.

In the endless flames and firelight, the figures standing by the river instantly lost more than half.

The two stretcher bearers who were running at a rapid pace didn't even have time to scream. The fragile body was dismembered by flying shrapnel.

The medics crouching beside Captain Nietzsche were not spared by the shelling, and a palm-sized piece of shrapnel flew under the steel helmet, instantly taking away half of his head, and the dead body fell on Captain Nietzsche's back.

Captain Nietzsche clenched his left hand into a fist, under his stomach. Trying to block the shock wave from the ground and protect his internal organs, he still felt his internal organs churning in his body as if he had rebelled.

With a heavy back, Captain Nietzsche looked back and saw a corpse pressed against him.

Poor guy! Captain Nietzsche, after a moment of silence for the medics, slowly crawled forward and quietly got under the chassis of the KV-1 tank.

It's safe for the time being, and now you can pass out.

As soon as his spirit relaxed slightly, Captain Nietzsche could no longer hold on, closed his eyes, and lost consciousness.

・・・・・・

On the west bank of the Agron River, fierce street battles are in full swing.

Captain Wasky and two heralds hid behind a broken wall more than a meter high, poked out half of his head, and stared at the street ahead.

A KV-1 tank was parked in the middle of the street in front of him, billowing black smoke from the turret and rear of the tank, and the flickering fire spread across the rear of the vehicle.

In front of the tank lay dead bodies lying on the ground.

Farther ahead, about 200 meters away, the street was lined with an earthen wall of rubble and sandbags.

The earthen wall was only a little more than a meter high, and under the light of the flares, Captain Waski could clearly see that seven or eight bright steel helmets were dangling behind the earthen wall.

A wall of earth and less than a squad of soldiers could stop the Soviets from advancing, and Captain Wasky had at least three ways to take out the enemy behind the wall, and the one that really stopped him was the formidable-looking steel monster behind the wall.

Large, handsome body, stout artillery, and almost insoluble armor, Captain Wasky immediately thought of a name.

The E-40 heavy tank, the most powerful weapon of land warfare for the Germans.

The earthen walls obscured most of the E-40's chassis, with only the front upper armor and turret leaking out.

After crossing the river, the original attack went smoothly, and with the support of the KV-1 tank, Captain Waski led his men to step on gravel along the way, past German strongholds destroyed by grenades and shells, and followed the friendly forces to attack the depth of the German defense line, until the behemoth appeared in the darkness.

Captain Wasky clearly saw that at a distance of less than 200 meters, the KV-1 tank fired two shots and two guns, but only sparked a spark in the front armor of the E-40 tank, and then died tragically under the muzzle of the E-40 tank.

The Coaxial machine gun on the turret of the E-40 tank fires at the same time as the machine gun on the front armor of the hull. Infantry around the KV-1 tank was riddled with casualties.

It was the existence of that tank that made that inconspicuous earthen wall instantly become a wall that was difficult to destroy, and made it difficult for him to sigh.

Captain Waski was anxiously thinking about a way to break through the German defenses when a herald ran to his side through the ruins.

"Comrade Company Commander. The situation on the street to the south was similar here, blocked by the German lines, behind which there was a tank without a turret.

Again, a tank without a turret, which should have been mentioned in the intelligence, was called an assault gun by the Germans as a turretless tank, Captain Wasky quickly made a judgment.

Looking back to the rear, according to the established plan, after they entered the city as the first wave of assault troops. Follow-up troops should arrive soon.

But the reinforcements have not arrived for a long time, it is really too slow, is it suppressed by the German counterattack artillery fire?

Captain Waski couldn't help but look back at the east bank of the Agron River, which was under fire.

Unbeknownst to him, his battalion commander and the reinforcements he was hoping for had died tragically on the banks and surface of the Agron River because of the presence of an invisible assassin.

For those Soviet fighters, the Agron River. It has become a veritable river of boundaries, separating the human world from the underworld.

Soon. Captain Waski saw that on the battlefield on the left and right, whether it was in the wreckage of broken houses or behind various bushes, his men were hiding everywhere.

As soon as he crossed the river, only one squad of his own men remained, and in the battle Captain Utkin was killed. The remnants of more than fifty soldiers of their company were assigned to his company command, but now, as far as the eye could see, there were less than thirty of them, and this number also included himself and the three heralds around him.

Just when Captain Wasky was at a loss. Suddenly, I heard the herald shouts of terror from the heralds beside me.

"Company commander, the Germans are up."

Captain Waski immediately looked in the direction pointed by the herald, and saw that the sandbag fortress on the opposite side had been torn down, and the huge body of the E-40 tank was slowly driving towards him.

Behind the E-40 tank, there seems to be a tank, dimly lit, and it is impossible to recognize what model it is.

Behind the two tanks, I can't count how many figures are shaking.

Not only the street where Captain Waski was located, but also the neighboring streets, the German counterattack was launched almost simultaneously.

It was under the blow of Captain Nietzsche, a stealth assassin, that on the central front of the Agron River, the cross-river operation of the follow-up troops of the Soviet army was blocked, and countless Soviet infantry were killed in the river, which greatly slowed down the assault speed of the Soviet army in the center, and finally had to stop the attack because of the heavy loss of attack force.

The Germans quickly noticed the strangeness of the Soviet troops in the center and immediately launched a counteroffensive.

Captain Waski's theater of operations was the focus of the German counteroffensive, and the cause was the broken bridge.

Captain Waski clearly knew his current situation, at this time the soldiers of the two warring sides had become a mixed group, and the Soviet artillery could not distinguish the position of the line of fire, so they could only bombard the depths of the German defensive line, and were completely unable to support the Soviet troops in the line of fire.

In the current battle situation, the only one who can rely on himself is himself.

"Disperse, disperse, go to the building, stop the enemy, don't let the fascists move forward." Captain Wasky shouted.

More than twenty soldiers heard his shout, a dozen of them faithfully carried out Captain Wasky's orders, and the rest quietly retreated to a darkly lit corner, turned and fled towards the river.

The herald retreated about thirty meters and rushed into a relatively intact three-story building, where the footsteps of Captain Wasky's four echoed through the empty building.

No sooner had he occupied a window on the second floor facing the street than Captain Waski saw a shocking scene.

A BT-5 light tank, which appeared to have just crossed the river, turned into the street in front of him under the cover of seven or eight infantrymen and collided head-on with the charging E-40 tank.

The two sides opened fire on each other from a distance of barely 30 meters, and the heavy armor of the E-40 tank still only burst into flames, and after the E-40 tank's 88mm tank fired, a large black creature flew out of the tail of the BT-5 light tank, and it crashed into the wall of the building where he was located.

It wasn't until the big guy hit the wall, bounced off the street, rolled all the way, and finally stopped, that Captain Waski recognized that the big guy was actually an engine.

It's terrifying, the firepower of this tank is as terrible as his armor, Captain Waski thought in horror as he looked at the frantically fleeing infantry around the BT-5 tank.

Condescendingly, Captain Waski saw that the E-40 tank was followed by a No. 3 assault gun, but the hull was mounted on a short-barreled gun, and the barrel seemed to be thicker than the tank gun on the E-40 tank, at least 100 mm caliber.

Captain Waski wisely chose to stop the heralds from firing and let the two steel monsters fire in front of his eyes.

Soon, Captain Waski was glad for his choice.

The two tanks turned around their buildings and were immediately fired upon by Soviet infantry hiding in nearby buildings.

The E-40 tank and the No. 3 assault gun were parked and scattered on both sides of the street, providing cover for the infantry behind them and adjusting the muzzle pointing.

In two loud bangs, the building where the Soviet infantry was hiding was instantly cut off, and dust and gunsmoke surrounded the building.

Having killed the enemy in the way, the two German tanks split apart at an intersection and each headed for the river under the cover of a squad of infantry.

Seeing the two formidable chariots disappear from sight, Captain Waski's courage returned to his body.

"See that the infantry of those Germans is not, kill them."

Pointing to a squad of German infantry hurrying from the rear on the street, Captain Waski shouted viciously.

As he spoke, the Bobosha submachine gun in his hand had already taken the lead in firing, and the four or five German infantrymen who rushed to the front were instantly knocked to the ground.

The submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles in the hands of the heralds around him also opened fire, and the German infantry rushing through the streets were suddenly attacked and fled into the wreckage of buildings on both sides of the street.

"Retreat, retreat, don't stay here for too long, once surrounded by the Germans, we're finished." Captain Waski said.

With his men, Captain Wasky withdrew from the building, picking corners where the flares could not shine, and hurriedly fled to the rear.

Shortly after Captain Waski left, numerous bullets flew into the window where he had fired earlier.

Soon German soldiers broke into his building, only to find it empty.

A SDKFZ251 armored car appeared on the street, and seeing SS soldiers treating the wounded on both sides of the street, Captain Nobel jumped out of the armored car and asked: "What's the matter?" Where are the Russians? ”

Upon learning of what had happened, Captain Nobel immediately radioed other vehicles to transport the wounded.

After making contact with the rear, Captain Nobel shouted to the SS soldiers beside him: "Come with me, we will go and arrest those cunning fellows, and we must not let them escape across the river." (To be continued.) )