"Attack!" With a sudden shout, countless rubble and rubble in the ruins came to life, and the German soldiers stood up, carrying their weapons and began to run forward.

The gunfire was relatively sparse, because the shelling that had just been carried out had already destroyed the Soviet positions on the opposite side to an unsustainable extent.

German soldiers staggered through the rubble in the face of oncoming bullets. They rushed past low walls and piles of rubble left behind by collapsed buildings, and across streets that were no longer level.

The Soviets in the opposite building were a little overwhelmed, and the Mosin Nagant rifles in their hands were really no match for the Germans in the melee.

"Retreat! Fall back! A Soviet soldier loudly reminded his surviving companions to hurry out of the ruined positions.

Their heavy machine guns had just been hit by falling shells, which had been blown into countless pieces, the commissar had also died under artillery fire, and the entire company was already incomplete.

The Soviet soldiers, who had lost their commander, were greatly reduced in their combat effectiveness, and they had to retreat and reorganize a new defense.

It's just that it seems that the Germans have no intention of creating such an opportunity for them. Countless German soldiers chased and fought through the streets between the two armies.

"A people! A Führer! One Germany! A German propaganda officer, holding a loudspeaker, shouted loudly from the side of the troops.

This trick was learned from the Soviets, an attempt at the spiritual propaganda of the German army. Following the example of the Soviet army's propaganda, Germany also began to implement such spiritual agitation in the army.

At present, in street fighting, this kind of agitation is conducive to rallying the spiritual strength of the soldiers and enhancing the effect of the offensive.

Although most of the German army did not have such propaganda officers, many units were already experimenting with this method to encourage their soldiers to fight bravely and tenaciously.

"A people! A Führer! Long live Germany! There were also soldiers cheering, making the attack even more lively.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "The Soviet soldiers were not stupid, and the light machine guns fired at the place where the shouts came, hoping to shut up the other side.

Unfortunately, the Germans were hiding behind the breastwork and couldn't hit at all, so after a burst of bullets swept over, the annoying shouts echoed again.

"Long live the Empire! Long live the Führer! The German nation is invincible! You are the most powerful sword of the people! As if tirelessly, the sound of the trumpet echoed like this, inspiring the German army to advance.

At the front of the battlefield, the assault men of the German soldiers had already rushed into the ruins and ruins of the walls, and engaged in the fiercest hand-to-hand combat with the Soviet troops.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "The German soldiers were holding submachine guns and firing wildly at the Soviet soldiers who did not retreat and left.

This is the happiest time for the German submachine gunners, as long as they are not shot and killed by the opponent in the first place, they can play a jaw-dropping output.

They held their weapons, barely had to aim, pulled the trigger, and then the flames from the muzzles shone in the direction they sparked, and beautiful blood splattered from the bodies of the Soviet soldiers.

One by one, the Soviet soldiers fell, their Mosin Nagant rifles taking too much time to fire a shot, and they simply couldn't suppress the German gunners who were already close.

One by one, they fell, one by one, they died. In the distance, German grenadiers were throwing grenades into a barricade, and waves of air from the explosion erupted from the improvised barricade hole.

Just think about how miserable the Soviet soldiers inside were, and you can guess how they were, they would be covered in shrapnel and die in panic and despair.

Suddenly, a German soldier was hit by a bullet and fell to his chest, followed by a series of intense gunfire.

"The Soviets have automatic weapons! Not a machine gun! Not a machine gun! A German soldier reminded his companion loudly before he fell to his stomach.

After hearing his shout, the German soldiers fell down in a large area at once. No one wants to face a hail of automatic weapons, and that's an absolute disaster.

"The Soviets have submachine guns! Damn it! A German soldier complained loudly as he raised his submachine gun and fired at the enemy's firing point.

Beside him, a German soldier who had been hit by a bullet was groaning, the bullet piercing his chest, and it was estimated that he would die before someone came to treat him.

In the distance, someone kept shouting for the medical guards, indicating that there was definitely more than one German soldier hit by this round of strafing.

"Suddenly! Dodo! Not far away, on the Soviet position, the submachine gun was still firing, as if it had infinite bullets.

"Hell! Don't they need to change magazines? Bastard! The German submachine gunner, who had run out of a magazine, pulled out the empty magazine, inserted it back into his magazine pocket, and then pulled out a new one and stuck it in his gun.

After pulling the bolt, the strafing of the enemy stopped—I don't know if they were changing the magazines or waiting for the Germans to get back on their feet.

"Attack! For victory! After shouting, the German submachine gunner was the first to get up from the ground.

Around him, except for the soldiers who were shot, everyone got up, took their weapons, and rushed to the Soviet trenches not far away.

"Grenades!" A grenadier pulled a wooden-handled M24 grenade from his boot, drew the fuse, and threw it into the trench ahead.

A soldier with a strange weapon stood up in the Soviet position and began to strafe the German grenadiers who were dropping bombs.

It was a submachine gun, and it was a submachine gun fed by a drum! The distance was so close that the German gunners could see the opponent's weapons clearly.

The armed Soviets fired wildly, knocking down one attacking German soldier after another, but when he strafed the fifth man, the M24 grenade that rolled to his feet exploded.

"Boom!" The grenades kicked up dust and exploded in the trenches, and black smoke billowed and steamed, drowning out the gunfire of Soviet troops.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "This time it was not the special-sounding submachine guns of the Soviet army, but the sound of the German STG-44 assault rifles.

A volley of bullets swept into the Soviet trenches, knocking down the stubborn Soviet soldiers inside, and making the entire battlefield quiet again.

The entire area of Soviet soldiers had been cleared, and the offensive battle ended in German victory.

A German soldier walked up to the corpse of a Soviet soldier, bent down, picked up the uniquely shaped submachine gun, and brushed the dust off it with his hands.