Chapter 193: The Result of the Battle Is Seven Dog Cards
The encounter with the German search team occurred at 10 a.m., and Gustav, who was stationed in Homnich, became the commander of all the German troops there, and even forced the women and children who remained in the city to help the Germans build the offensive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The situation of women who have not been evacuated is very miserable, and they are given almost only one option - to cooperate with the occupying forces. Selling their bodies to the occupying forces for the sake of their children, and for their own lives, to obtain food to survive the snow has become the only means of survival.
It stands to reason that they should rebel, but the fragility of human nature is unmistakable once again. It is to live and die for the Soviet Union, their instinct to choose to survive.
And these Wehrmacht, they ignored Hitler's command to the whole army to "forbid sexual relations with Slavic women, so as not to pollute the noble blood of Aryans". These people went deep into the war zone, and only cigarettes, alcohol and sex were needed to relieve the pressure on the German soldiers.
In this regard, Gustav witnessed the situation of those German troops who had captured and colonized here early, and they and the Soviet women who remained were almost escalated to "dew couples".
"To hell with the FΓΌhrer's orders, we are here every day in fear, and if the guerrillas catch us, there is only one way to die. Here, our days are day by day. "The soldiers whined so much, Gustav simply didn't care.
He ordered the soldiers to patrol more often, and in exchange, he didn't care what the soldiers did with the women.
Until something happened to this patrol, the man with the radio on his back held the walkie-talkie and shouted: "It's a guerrillas!" They have snipers, and we are two kilometers directly south of town! We have suffered heavy casualties! β
The man kept calling, especially mentioning the huge casualties, and Gustav was taken aback.
He immediately spread out the map kept by the battalion headquarters and outlined the location of the patrol with a ruler.
"Battalion commander, should we send someone to help them now?" The adjutant asked.
"Good! Send a company straight there! If you encounter a guerrilla, try to catch it alive. β
It is a taboo for soldiers to rashly attack if the enemy's situation is unknown. Before that, Gustav's battalion had not fought with the Soviet partisans, and in the arrogance of the Germans, he thought that those guys were nothing more than stragglers, and that their combat strength should be more of a chicken. As for the previous attacks on many towns, I am afraid that there is another hidden situation here.
A company of Germans set off urgently, they lined up in a skirmish line and advanced towards the target. At this moment, Natasha was still waiting for the enemy to lean out and kill them all. Unexpectedly, what she saw next was indeed a large number of enemies, and their figures were shaking in the distance.
"Damn! How many enemies! Natasha was very nervous, and her group was only three people, while the enemy was at least fifty people. Because they lined up in a skirmish line, it was easy to confirm that under such pressure, retreat was the best policy.
Igor prostrate up to Natasha again and asked, "There are a lot of enemies, and if they are too stupid, or too confident." Natasha, how do you decide, whether to fight for a while, or to retreat now. β
If you withdraw like this, is it a sign of cowardice? Natasha pondered Igor's words just now, and after thinking about it, she still thought that why were these Germans so stupid, and they didn't know that there were still hidden snipers here?
"Then let's fight, let's get a few shots and we'll retreat!"
Igor smiled, and seeing that the girl was so resolute, he took out quite a few spare bullets. "You shoot thirty shots, rest assured, they are far away, and the wind will obscure your position."
"Yes, I will change positions after a few shots, and I am still wearing white sheets, so the enemy will not be able to find me."
Convinced that she was the new White Reaper, Natasha fired ten shots in a row, targeting the enemy's skirmishers. She shot at the shadows, and the sky was still covered with a thin mist of snow, and the snow was intensifying. As you can see from the sniper scope, someone from the enemy was knocked down, and the entire skirmish line quickly lay down.
This is the ability of a sniper, and it is completely possible to suppress a company with one gun.
As a result, Gustav received bad information again. "We were stopped by snipers and six people were wounded! Six people were injured! In fact, two of the six people had already died on the spot.
If they act rashly, the situation of the troops will be even worse. He regretted his decision, and it was not too late to make amends, so he issued an order to the German troops outside: "All patrols, bring back the dead and wounded as much as possible, and then withdraw all to the town!" β
So Natasha's chance came again, they were collecting their own corpses, and then they were hit by bullets flying from nowhere. Fear was pervasive, and the company, including the remnants of the patrol, had to abandon the bodies of the dead in order to save their lives, and only the lightly wounded who could still move followed the large force to evacuate. They hunched their backs, hoping that the snow mist would hide their figures, and Natasha continued to shoot, bullets continuing to come from inexplicable places.
To the death threat of the invisible enemy, the German army was in disarray. The soldiers hurried to retreat, and the formation became a little chaotic.
"A group of rabble, I've only shot a few shots, and you've all withdrawn!" Natasha was a little unwilling, she still had more than a dozen bullets on hand.
"That's it! Stop complaining. You're so good at marksmanship, those guys are too problematic if they don't run away from their brains. No one wants to die inexplicably. β
Natasha smiled, "Okay, let's go quietly now and go see the corpse." β
"Corpses? What's so nice about that. For a kid like you, the bloody thrill is too strong. Igor just wanted to retreat back immediately, because the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was best to find a camp in the nearby woods for shelter at the moment.
Natasha shook her head, "Do as I say." Take away all their bullets, including the plastic magazines of submachine guns, this one is precious. What's more, I want to have proof of the results, and the dog tags of the enemy's dead corpses will be taken! β
Igor immediately understood, and he volunteered to go straight ahead, and it was reassuring that he was still doing the dangerous work.
On this day, Natasha achieved the result of killing seven people, which is already a very good result. She held the seven dog tags in her hand, and when she got a bargain, she sold it well: "If I had been decisive at that time, and had used up the magazine, or if my shoulders were more stable, I would have been able to destroy more Nazis." β
"Don't be too greedy!" Mikhail sighed, "Many soldiers have no chance to destroy an enemy at all, and they are eliminated first." None of the people in the village who went out on the expedition returned. β
"Hey! Miha, shut up! Igor ordered.
Mikhail was naturally puzzled, and the three of them sat cross-legged on the blankets to rest. Natasha, who was still excited just now, suddenly turned gloomy. Mikhail had seen such a look, and he had already thought of many of the scenes in it.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He opened his pocket and threw over a can of beef. "Eat something, it's good for your body to eat something greasy on such a cold day."
The sniper teams reached the outskirts of Homnich in the snowstorm, and Gustav was immediately under great pressure. He sent a report to the division headquarters claiming that he had been attacked by Soviet partisans, but when asked about the enemy's strength, he had to bite the bullet and say: "The attacks are all from the shadows, and they are all snipers." β
At the moment it was a blizzard, a cold current from the Arctic Ocean that went south along Eastern Europe to the Black Sea.
The division commander Schultz had no choice but to deal with the enemy's cold gun behavior, and the counterattack had to be after the heavy snow. He gave the order: "Defend your place, and it is forbidden to leave the town in heavy snow." β
On such a snowy day, the German soldiers really didn't want to go out again. One by one, they stayed indoors, chatting about the guerrilla snipers, and they couldn't help but chat, and the danger was quickly exaggerated, as if they would die if they went out.
"Come on, the Soviets are not polar bears, and this kind of weather is enough to freeze them to death. You're talking too seriously. β
"Really? Boros, do you know Williams' patrol? They lost five people almost instantaneously, all of them were shot with a single blow, and Williams himself had his neck broken! The enemy sniper is very powerful! So this kind of cold is probably not a problem for them. One soldier said this, and the fear in his heart was evident,
The soldier Boros just now still didn't believe it, maybe he faced Natasha in person, and he wouldn't believe that it was a kid like her who did the quick killing.
The heavy snow lasted for two days, and the sniper team was still in ambush in the wind and snow. For the past two days, Natasha has been hibernating, hiding like a bear in a snow cave, and it is very warm here. The same goes for the other two, who are idle and bored and gossip a lot. At this point, Mikhail also knew about this girl's past, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her background. (To be continued.) )