This day, for the entire defenders of Odessa, was the most terrible day, they could go to the battlefield, they could rush to the enemy's machine guns, they could take grenades to fight tanks, but now they could not hit their opponents.

The opponents, however, were constantly striking at them with terrible shells.

There is no place that is safe, the Soviet Union's most admired artillery covering blow is now being copied by the Germans, and the German naval guns are projecting terrible shells one after another, even if they are hiding in the underground fortifications, they will be blown up, and those who are not killed will be shocked to death, and those who are not killed will also be deranged in the huge shelling, their ears will be deaf, their heads will be stunned, and the scene of the end of the world will be in front of them.

By the time half an hour of shelling had passed, the entire Soviet defense zone had been reduced to ruins, not a single building could stand, and there were bungalows everywhere.

The command also disappeared, and the office of Rear Admiral Zhukov was blown into several pieces by a 150-mm grenade, along with his adjutant, his command, all disappeared.

The entire position, leaving only huge craters, as if it had been hit by a meteor shower.

There was silence and emptiness.

"Attack, take the whole city!" Lieutenant General Sopica was in his own headquarters, loudly giving the order, if the German Navy could arrive earlier, his own battle would be quite easy, there would definitely not be so many deaths, and now, his own general offensive is about to begin!

The order to attack was given to the troops one by one, and the Romanian soldiers, who had been fighting in the streets for nearly half a month, and had long been tired of fighting, once again puffed up their weapons, and rushed forward.

The tank units did not keep up, and in the shelling just now, there were already craters over there, and there were very few roads for the tanks, so if they fell into the craters of shells from the 460 naval guns, they would not be able to get up.

The fighters of the 502 tank battalion, sitting on their own tanks.

The morning sun scattered all over the earth, the tall body of the rat tank, it looked so powerful, and the six crew members sat on the turret, wearing brand new armored uniforms, and each of them had a young face, with confidence and composure.

Kurt stood on the right side of the turret, staring into the distance.

Hans leaned his back against the turret and held the barrel in his right hand. Schmidt was right next to him.

All eyes are looking ahead, and there is the direction of victory.

"One, two, three, click!" The shutter in the photographer's hand was pressed to freeze the picture at this moment, as a habit of the end of the battle, that is, to leave a group photo for everyone.

(I like this picture the most, it's just a Tiger tank, and there is a line of words on it, which is extremely domineering.) As long as one German survives, the war will continue. ）

The heroic Hans stood up and looked into the distance: "Give me another close-up of the single!" ”

Hans didn't know that a few days later, these pictures were pasted all over the streets and alleys of the empire, and countless young girls were asking about Hans's contact information, such armored soldiers were really handsome!

While they were posing for a picture, the Romanian soldiers were still moving on.

"Romanians, go die!" A Soviet soldier, trembling to his feet, holding a turntable machine gun, was about to strafe this way.

Although he was talking with his mouth open, he couldn't hear anything in his ears, and there was no one alive around him, and the squad leader covered the shrapnel with his body before he died, so that he could survive.

He picked up his machine gun and fired fiercely in this direction, but before he could fire a few bullets, he was hit by a Romanian bullet, his body fell backwards, the bullet shot into the sky, and he did not close his eyes.

There were only sporadic shootouts around, but many of the Soviet soldiers survived, but the shelling knocked them unconscious, and by the time they woke up, they were already Romanian soldiers all around.

In the distance, the Romanian soldiers saw the coastline, and they ran quickly, bypassing the craters, and they rushed to the dock.

From this side, you can already clearly see the huge warships on the sea, and you have occupied the whole of Odessa!

In an instant, all the soldiers cheered, they threw their guns into the air, and they waved loudly at the battleship in the distance.

Victory, victory!

Odessa, the most important port city in southwestern Ukraine, will become more and more dangerous with the fall of the city.

Moscow.

The tall trees outside have turned green, and a comfortable summer is coming, but no one feels the comfort of summer, they are all worried.

Lyudmila stepped off the plane and got into a car.

After leaving the port, she took a submarine to the safety of land, and then she was taken to Moscow by a transport plane, and now, looking at the streets around Moscow, pedestrians are hurrying, and everyone has a worried face.

"Comrade Lyudmila, Comrade Stalin asked me to pick you up, you are a hero of our Soviets, and every comrade will learn from you. Can you still hold on now? ”

After getting off the submarine, Lyudmila was briefly treated on the spot, and now, her face was still pale, and she endured the pain in her ribs and said, "I can hold on." ”

"If you can insist, then please come with me to the Kremlin, Comrade Stalin will see you in person and tell you in advance that you will also be awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union and the Order of the Golden Star."

Hearing this, Lyudmila immediately showed a longing that for any Soviet soldier, the title of Hero of the Soviet Union is of great significance, and every winner of the Hero of the Soviet Union will be respected by the whole country and will become an example for the people!

"It's a great honor." Lyudmila said.

The car drove towards the Kremlin.

"The situation is very unfavorable for us, after our constant fighting, the front has begun to stabilize, but now, the naval forces of the Germans, appear in the waters of the Black Sea, we have to respond to the cross-sea landing of the Germans at any time, and they may appear in our rear." This was stated by General Kirill Meretskov.

For the Soviet Union, the battle on land had already frightened them, and now at sea, the Germans again had an absolute advantage, and it was simply unacceptable to think about the destruction of their own Black Sea Fleet, if it weren't for the fact that the main responsible ones were dead, Stalin really wanted to shoot them himself!