Chapter 449: Annihilation of the Infantry Regiment

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They broke away from the cover of the forest and stormed the German positions on the flat ground.

"Shoot fast! The enemy is coming! Call me! "Wolfe tried to maintain order, and just after the shelling had ended, many casualties were suffered, and the surviving were attacked by the enemy before they could catch their breath, so his urging had no good effect at all.

The German firepower became more loose, and the mood of ordinary soldiers became more and more desperate. This was obviously the first battle for many people, shouldn't the war be the triumphant advance of the German army? Defeat Poland in ten days, occupy France in a month, and the war on the Eastern Front was fought under Moscow in one go.

This is the first time they have participated in a large-scale war, and it will be the last.

In the panic, the soldiers desperately fought back, and in the panic, many people just held their guns high and opened fire without even aiming, and the bullets were flying, and many Soviet soldiers were shot as a result.

However, the depth of the Soviet attack was very large, and the Germans lost almost all their heavy equipment in the retreat, and their firepower was simply not able to carry the Soviet attack wave.

Not only that, but the various mortar squads carried large and small parts and followed the ordinary soldiers. They stopped at a distance of four hundred meters from the enemy's position and set up mortar positions on a slightly higher dirt slope.

Yang Mingzhi gathered 30 small mortars, these German 50mm gadgets are mediocre in power, and only intensive use can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The mortars moved quickly, and one group opened fire as soon as it was installed.

There was a frequent whistling sound in the sky, and smart people immediately perceived that it was the distinctive sound of a mortar shell falling. The shells had landed accurately on the German positions, which had just been subjected to a round of shelling, and now they were encountering a new one. The enemy's infantry also carried submachine guns and threw fire wildly, and the battle simply turned into a massacre.

What else could Wolf do but fight head-on.

After the death of a machine gunner, as the regiment commander, he no longer cared about anything, and simply acted as a machine gun shooter.

Yang Mingzhi was staring at the changes in the battle situation from a distance, and he suddenly saw that the enemy had a guy with a machine gun, who was actually wearing an officer's big-brimmed hat. "It's crazy! Is this officer looking for death? ā€

"Or we'll kill him! This person is a very obvious target. Natasha on one side suggested.

"Nope! My dear. This man is brave, our warriors will take him down! If he is lucky enough, I hope to be able to capture this man and ask what gives him the courage not to be afraid of death. ā€

Natasha shook her head and didn't ask any more questions, knowing she could get out of the fight, overworked and sore shoulders that made it impossible to continue overdrawn. Carambola, on the other hand, completely listened to her husband, and she herself was already taking care of the wounded soldiers who had been gathered in the forest, and even began emergency surgery.

The bullet didn't last long, and a stray bullet hit the ground and bounced, hitting Wolf's left arm directly. This force also pushed him down, and for a moment Wolf thought he was mortally wounded and would die soon.

Seeing that the regiment commander was shot, a lot of blood was shed around him, and it seemed that he had been killed.

Here I am afraid that only Wolf himself is a resolute main fighter, and the rest of the ordinary soldiers, they must obey the military orders and rise up to resist. But if the head of the regiment is dead, who else can stop people from fleeing for their lives?

At the forefront of the position, Soviet fighters had already attacked under the cover of mortars, and hand-to-hand combat broke out. The German army, which was completely unprepared for hand-to-hand combat, paid great sacrifices in the moment of contact, even if there were strong people among them, who could mingle with the Soviet soldiers, and even overturned many people like a peerless, but they couldn't resist the follow-up people to catch up!

No matter how strong the warriors were, they were powerless in the face of countless spears, and with their absolute superiority in strength, the German army's forward positions were all lost.

Seeing this scene, there was no longer a way to escape, and hundreds of German soldiers did what Niklaus had done before. It's just that because they were in too haste, many people just threw away their guns, unfastened their belts, and threw away their steel helmets and walked into the wetland.

It's just March, and the Dnieper River is only one or two degrees warm, which makes people shiver.

The Germans, who decided to flee for their lives, did not care what the water was too cold and jumped into the water as soon as they gritted their teeth. Hundreds of people like frogs diving into the water, planning to swim along the small channel that joins the main channel until they reach the other side of the river.

The actions of these people were clearly seen by Yang Mingzhi from afar, and he also found that the officer machine gunner had also fallen.

"There may be infighting among the enemy," he asserted, "and now there are people who are not willing to fight all the battles with their backs." ā€

"But sir, there are still many people who continue to resist." Natasha said nervously: "Our comrades are fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy, which doesn't seem to be what you wanted. ā€

Yang Mingzhi nodded: "The plan can't catch up with the changes, and I don't have many good ways." Our warriors charged very resolutely, and the result turned directly into a white-knuckle battle! There are more casualties, but the Russians also like this violent way of fighting. ā€

After all, they are a bunch of rough old hairy people, where like the Chinese are accustomed to formulating complex strategies and tactics. Relying on their tall stature, they rely on brute force to fight the enemy, and this group of hairy people has not changed for a thousand years!

The battle situation has come to this point, and Yang Mingzhi also knows that the end of this infantry regiment has come. Even if it is a person who jumps into the Dnieper, these soldiers are already old and tired, and coupled with the destruction of the icy river, this Nieper River will be the last "combat force" to annihilate this regiment.

Some Soviet fighters still used guns to solve the battle, and as the battle line was compressed, the barrage became more and more dense.

The Wolf Regiment, which originally had a strength of 3,000 men, now had only 50 men left at his disposal. What about the others? Either they have fallen to the ground with casualties, or they are still fighting with the Soviet army.

The wounded Wolf was dragged away by the soldiers, and the last of them also wanted to jump into the water, and even take Wolf himself with him.

Sober, he immediately refused, "I want to go, you go!" The only result of diving is to freeze to death or drown from exhaustion. I am your officer, I was supposed to lead you to victory, and now I have failed, and as a soldier I don't want to be captured. ā€

At this moment, Wolf thought of death, and he still had a pistol pinned to his waist, and the muzzle of this Luger pistol was already aimed at his chin.

The soldiers on the side were all dumbfounded, their uniforms had long been torn out in the battle, and they should have been handsome young men, their faces blackened with gunsmoke.

Wolfe looked at the sun, which had begun to set, and sighed: "My army is like the setting sun, the light is going to disappear, but it will never return." With a ruthless heart, he pulled the trigger.

Fifty soldiers accompanied Wolf to the last second of his life, and they lost the courage to flee when they should have jumped into the water to escape.

"Just surrender!" One of them plucked up courage and said.

There was nothing to say about the sturdiness of the others, the courage to fight was completely gone, and they saw that more and more people who had previously dived disappeared, and everything was said by the dead regimental commander. The last Germans threw away their weapons and raised their hands. Such a move also made the Soviet soldiers who caught up stop fighting, and pointed their spears at the group, and a German-speaking soldier stood up and ordered: "Those who surrender do not die!" ā€