On a street in Barcelona's outskirts, dozens of National Army soldiers, led by several German soldiers, are slowly searching the street.

"Hans, I hate street fighting!" A German soldier held a G41 semi-automatic rifle in his hand and looked around nervously.

"I also hate street fighting." The German soldier named Hans held the MG34 machine gun in his hand and said to Fogel in German, "Especially with this group of useless Spaniards!" ”

"Ugh." Fogel sighed, glanced at the group of Spanish soldiers behind him, and said, "The Spanish soldiers on the other side are fighting stubbornly, while the Spanish soldiers on our side are stupid to death. Why is there such a big gap between the same Spaniards? ”

"Oh, that's a question." Hans smiled, "Maybe it's because the territory of the Republican Army is closer to France, and the territory of the Nationalist Army is closer to the Italian African colonies?" ”

"Oh God! You insulted our Italian teammates again! "But to be honest, I think you have a lot of point." ”

"Hahaha." teased their Italian teammates, which made the nervous mood of the two relax a lot.

"Boom!" Just as the two were chatting hotly, a cannonball suddenly flew over and smashed next to the team.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The German squad leader who led the team shouted in Spanish, "Everyone is hidden!" ”

At the urging of the squad leader, dozens of soldiers quickly dispersed and began to look for shelter on the spot.

"Hans! Fogel! Find a suitable place to build a machine gun emplacement! Hoffman! You find the right spot yourself. After the squad leader saw that everyone was dodging, he began to give the next order, "Everyone else, damn it, bullets can't hit you!" Stick my head out and see where the bitch Spaniard is! ”

Hearing this, a group of national army soldiers looked at the German squad leader with a bewildered expression.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean you." The German squad leader said apologetically to the National Army soldiers, and then muttered in German, "A bunch of fools! ”

"Damn it! Damn it! Where is the enemy? Hans found a ruin, set up MG34, and asked nervously.

As a co-shooter, Fogel also assumed the duties of an amman, and after taking out the machine-gun bullets he was carrying, he raised his head and carefully searched for traces of the enemy, but found nothing.

"I don't know, I can't see them!" Fogel replied.

"Boom!" Another shell hit, and this one, unlike the previous one, exploded after hitting the ground, sending two National Army fighters flying - it was a high-explosive grenade.

"Damn! Did anyone see it? Did anyone see where the damn IRA was? A German soldier shouted.

"It's too much smoke! I can't see. Another German soldier replied loudly.

"Hoffman! Hoffman! The German squad leader shouted.

"Yes! Sir! Hoffman, who was lying on a high vantage point, replied.

"Look for the location of the IRA! The smoke and dust on our ground are too big to see the direction of the attack! The squad leader conveyed the order in the loudest voice, "Its first shell is armor-piercing, so it should be an anti-tank gun or a tank!" Look for the larger ruins! ”

"Understood, sir!" Knowing the order, Hoffman began to patiently search for his target with a sniper scope.

Hoffman was an accuracy marksman, and in contrast to an independent sniper, he was usually assigned to an infantry squad with the best shooters in the squad.

Hoffman was armed with a G41-SG (SG is an acronym for "precision marksman rifle" in German), which was an improvement on the regular G41, which was fitted with a weighted barrel and a 4x optical sight and a tripod to the regular G41, which could accurately snipe targets at a distance of 600 meters.

Hoffman patiently searched each of the larger ruins, and finally, in a broken building 400 miles away from the team, Hoffman found his target, a Soviet-made T-26 tank.

"I found you, baby!" Hoffman chuckled, also pressing a tracer bullet into the chamber of the gun, and then strapped a Republican soldier with the rank of sergeant in his crosshairs.

"Phew!" With a gunshot rang out, the tracer bullet "dragged" a green light towards its target, and at a distance of 400 meters, the muzzle velocity of this one was 860M/. L'Spur is a fraction of an eye.

0.47 seconds later, the tracer bullet struck the sergeant's head with precision, and then a mixture of brains, bones, and steel helmet fragments emerged from the back of the sergeant's head, leaving a huge hole in his wake.

Well, maybe half of the braincase can't be called a "hole" anymore.

"At 10 o'clock!" Under the direction of tracer bullets, the soldiers on the ground also found the Republican soldiers and the T-26 hiding in the rubble.

"Sniper! On that building. The Republican soldiers in the ruins also spotted Hoffman based on tracer bullets.

Hoffman didn't stay long, and he quickly ran downstairs to find a new sniper spot.

Half a minute later, the building where Hoffman was originally located was demolished into rubble by a 26-45mm high-explosive grenade fired by the T-45.

"Assault! Assault! "The German squad leader, after understanding the position of his opponent, quickly ran out of cover with his troops and rushed towards the position of the Republican army.

Where is the Republican Army willing to promise the opponent to rush in front of them easily? Armed with M1916 rifles, known as the "Spanish Mauser", they covered the streets with heavy fire.

However, this area was bombed by the German army on a large scale, and there were ruins everywhere, and the German army led the national army to rush left and right, and through the dense ruins, they did not suffer many casualties.

Having rushed to a distance of less than 100 meters from the T-26, the squad leader ordered everyone to stop, take shelter in place, and then he himself took two anti-tank grenades and crawled towards the T-26.

"Fire cover! Fire cover! "The deputy squad leader took the place of the squad leader's command position and gave orders to everyone.

"Damn the Republican Army! My bullets will kiss your ass well, hahaha! Hans re-set the MG34 and laughed as he pulled the trigger at the IRA position.

MG34 has a terrifying rate of fire of 1000 rounds/s, a chain of 100 rounds is depleted in just 6 seconds, and the effect of the terrifying rate of fire is also terrifying, and the Republican soldiers in the ruins directly pressed by MG34 can't raise their heads.

Seeing this, the crew members of the T-26 immediately turned the turret to where Hans was.

"Damn it!" Hans and Fogel saw the turret of the tank turning, and hurriedly stopped firing, rolling down the land with the MG34 in their arms.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the bunker where they had been was gone and replaced by a smoking pit.

While the soldiers were struggling to suppress the Republican firepower, the squad leader finally climbed close enough, he pulled out a "Type 1" anti-tank grenade, then pulled the safety out, grabbed the resistance umbrella on the handle of the hand and spun its body like a discus throw and threw it at the T-26, but unfortunately it did not hit the T-26 as the squad leader had hoped.