"The situation is not good for us...... The Germans are better at street fighting than we are. An officer reported to Budyonny in the basement.

During the two consecutive days of street fighting, the Germans were stronger than the Soviets imagined, they were very familiar with the street fighting, and the tactics were very effective.

The German shelling, for example, was much more accurate than previous shelling. Artillery frequented the area where the Soviet troops were preparing for a counterattack, as a result of which the Soviet troops lost quite a few men.

To add to Budyonny's despair, there were about 200,000 troops near Smolensk, and almost 10,000 had now been consumed.

Countless people are killed every hour, and countless civilians are killed. In this case, his resistance was really very passive, and the loss made him unbearable.

According to the plan, he was going to stay in Smolensk for three months or even half a year.

But now, at this rate of loss, he can't even sustain this week, and he is about to be defeated.

This time, he had no way out, but to follow the city of Smolensk to its demise.

He even remembered Timoshenko, who had been destroyed with Brest, so he was in a very irritable mood now.

"They have people who specialize in guiding artillery...... And they don't use radio stations, nor ordinary communication equipment...... This makes them react a lot faster. The other officer reluctantly followed.

The improvement of the German army is obvious to all, and they are not static in battle, but are making rapid progress.

Not to mention the composition of the German tank, which is gradually moving closer to the Leopard tank, the third and fourth tanks are already on the verge of being eliminated, just infantry weapons, the German units are already being updated.

The STG-44 assault rifle, which was coveted by Soviet soldiers, was not mentioned for the time being, and the G43 rifle, which appeared recently, was also a good thing to increase the firepower of the infantry.

Not to mention the heavy firepower of the German bazooka and the world-famous MG-42 machine gun.

On the artillery, which was originally the pride of the Soviets, the organ rocket launcher launched by Germany also allowed the Soviets to truly understand what is called the rain of steel.

Although the Soviets were also making their own new weapons, they always had a sense of powerlessness to be one step behind the Germans.

"Boom! Rumble! "The sound of German shells exploding outside the basement was heard again, and Smolensk was already crumbling, and everyone in the encirclement was desperate to the brink of collapse.

"Comrade Stalin has given the order, let's hold out to the last man......" Budyonny looked at his men and commanded: "This order must be carried out and fight to the last moment for the Motherland!" ”

Fighting to the last moment, everyone will shout this slogan, but in the face of the German army, which has reached the extreme advantage, how many people dare or can fight until the last moment?

Chris carried his rifle and walked cautiously down a flight of stairs in the ruins. It looks like it's going to collapse, but it's a great vantage point.

Half of the second floor of the building remained, riddled with bullet holes. You can see a lot of places around from above, and the view is still very open.

Although the three of them walked very carefully, they still made a slight noise. The sound of gunfire nearby was sparse, and the sound echoed in his heart, making Chris creep.

"There are no Russians nearby...... Keep up! Daddy Buck walked at the front, holding his sniper rifle, and turned his head to the side to remind softly.

Even so, he deliberately lowered his voice. The three of them walked to the second floor step by step, stopping at a window where only half of the frame remained.

Papa Buck pointed to a hidden window in the distance, motioning for Chris to go over there on a guard duty.

When Chris was up to date, he glanced back at Ciric, who was adjusting the walkie-talkie's antenna.

Ciric skillfully adjusted the antenna of his walkie-talkie, turned on the power of the battery, pressed his hand on the device switch, and nodded to his father.

Daddy Buck glanced at Chris again, and saw that the latter was ready to snipe, so he picked up the binoculars, showing only a little of his body, leaning against the edge of the windowsill to observe the movement of the enemy troops in the distance.

Over there was a Soviet-run square filled with rubble. There are also wrecked and abandoned cars, as well as corpses strewn around.

Through the binoculars, Papa Buck saw Soviet soldiers deploying their defensive positions around the square.

Some are piling sandbags, others are handing out weapons to civilians. The personnel were not dense, and it was clear that the accurate artillery bombardment of the Germans also made the Soviets cautious.

Coordinate Dispersion...... Cover Shooting ...... Mark Square 2! Putting down the binoculars, Daddy Buck whispered to Ciric behind him.

"Cover shooting...... Barrage 15 rounds...... Square 2. With the switch turned on, and into the microphone of the intercom, Ciric reported a familiar number.

"Shh In the corner, Chris suddenly let out a slight reminder, and the two people who were checking the coordinates immediately stopped and closed their mouths.

“Чтоможнопоестьночью?” Suddenly, the sound of speaking came from under his feet, causing the three people upstairs to hold their breath.

The enemy was so close to the three of them that they were so close that they were separated by a floor from where they were.

“Нет，всеготово。” It was still a series of Soviet dialogues, which several people could not understand, but they could hear very clearly.

This is followed by more coherent dialogue and the sound of sorting out weapons. Daddy Buck didn't speak, but slowly reached out and clicked off the walkie-talkie switch in Ciric's hand.

The conversation downstairs still hasn't stopped, and the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving right away.

The three people upstairs could only wait, making eye contact with each other, not knowing where exactly these Soviet soldiers came from.

Ciric picked up his STG-44 assault rifle from his side and slowly pulled the bolt to load the bullet.

They didn't have much ammunition in their hands, Ciric had four magazines, and each of them only had two grenades.

At this time, I don't know how many people there are downstairs, if it is a dozen people, then they may not be able to solve it.

After all, two of them are snipers, and firing at close range will inevitably cause damage. Once the gunfire is heard by the larger enemy forces in the vicinity, the problem is obviously serious.

"Boom!" In the far square, the first German shell fell, startling the three hidden people upstairs......