Chapter 169: The Last Fight Against Hoffman
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On a forward high ground where the 30th Division of the 8th Army of Army Group South was stationed, Lieutenant Hoffmann waved his hand and slowly crouched down behind a large rock, leaning out his head to quietly observe the situation in the distance. Behind him, 10 Wehrmacht soldiers in new camouflage uniforms were crawling in the grass, slowly approaching this side.
The camouflage uniforms worn by the Wehrmacht can be regarded as an early appearance artifact in the current period. This tricolor camouflage uniform, designed by order of Reinhardt, is covered with irregularly shaped tricolor patches. On the one hand, these plaques can distort the contours of the human body; On the other hand, the color of some of the patches is similar to the background color, and some of the patches are obviously different from the background color, which divides the human body shape from the visual effect, so as to achieve the effect of camouflage and deformation.
Although the Italians also developed a four-color combat uniform similar to the German army's camouflage military uniform in 1929, Germany is still the only one that has really begun to install camouflage military uniforms.
Unlike the German army, most of the other countries are now not popular, or even camouflage. As for the Polish Army, which is now at war with Germany, most of them still wear a conspicuous brown uniform.
“...... Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three. There are twenty-three people in total, which should be the strength of a platoon. Hoffman quietly lifted the Mauser 98K in his hand and stared intently at a bush in front of him.
Although only one platoon of Polish infantry appeared in front of him, this was precisely the precursor to a new round of massive charge. The small detachment in front of them should be in charge of exploring the way, and once they are allowed to find out the situation and leave, then a large number of enemy troops will follow one after another. The pathfinders had to be killed, Hoffman secretly decided.
Although he said that he wanted to kill the other party, the 10 soldiers brought by Hoffman were only wearing Mauser 98K rifles, and their firepower was relatively insufficient, and it was difficult to easily destroy twice as many enemies as himself in a head-on confrontation. They were all soldiers of the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 2nd Regiment of the 30th Division, and they were under the company commander Hoffman. Up to now, the first company has held back the Polish infantry on this high ground for 5 hours, suffering heavy casualties.
Since the Polish Eighth Army launched a counterattack on Lodz, the various divisions of the 30th Division have suffered varying degrees of attrition. The group that was originally at the forefront has now been completely disabled. Now the establishment of the first regiment has been temporarily abolished, and the remaining combatants of the first regiment have been dismantled and replenished to the second and third regiments.
Hoffman's company was also supplemented by a squad with a total of 1 non-commissioned officer and 9 soldiers. But now, this temporary replenishment of troops has long been exhausted, and not even a single soldier has been left on the high ground.
Six hours had passed since the first company was transferred to replace the original garrison. During the five-hour defensive battle, Hoffman himself could not remember how many Polish attacks they repelled and how many Polish soldiers they killed.
The only thing he could still remember clearly was the countless comrades around him who had fallen in the trenches and lay in their bunkers for a long time, remembering their faces before they fell. I remember a squad of soldiers who had just been added and died without even remembering their names.
The enemies in front of you seem to be endless, and you can't kill them all. From the beginning of the firefight, Hoffman's company took advantage of the terrain and the five MG33 general-purpose machine guns in the company to kill at least two battalions of Polish soldiers. But Hoffman's troops were constantly being attritional, and the Polish army was growing more and more.
The reinforcements sent by the division headquarters were divided up by the surrounding main positions as soon as they arrived. On a high ground like Hoffman's, there was not a single reinforcement at all after the exchange of fire. Although Hoffman knew that the situation on those main positions was definitely more serious and more needed. However, it can't change the status quo that the highlands that have been garrisoned by a company are about to be lost!
Everyone needs reinforcements, the situation is urgent everywhere, and the division headquarters even sends out non-combat forces such as health battalions and logistics battalions, so how can Hoffman blame the division headquarters? For now, try to find a way to kill this Polish reconnaissance force. As for after that, even the estimation has reached the limit and can no longer play any role.
Hoffman's company, now all that is left is these 10 lightly wounded soldiers can still follow over to play an outpost. There are also 3 seriously injured people, and now they can only stay behind, stay where they are and hold their guns and wait for the final result. Hoffman left each of them a grenade with a grip on the handle, and the implication was self-evident.
This battle was too bitter in a row. The company's biggest reliance, the five MG43 general-purpose machine guns, had already been muted because they could not be replenished with ammunition. In order to prevent the enemy from getting these machine guns, Hoffman had already ordered the five precious machine guns to be blown up. Now, with his own full firepower, there are only 11 Mauser 98K rifles.
And the high-intensity battle, which lasted for more than five hours, was enough to make a company of these extremely tired soldiers feel broken. Even Hoffman, the company commander with a heavy responsibility, gradually had the idea that a shot that he didn't know when it would come, but it could give him a sense of ease, so that he wouldn't drag his body that was about to fall apart like now.
Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Hoffman gripped the rifle in his hand and began to fight hard. He reassured himself that if he got rid of the platoon in front of him, he would have another short break. When the time comes, you have to light the last Flying Fish cigarette and smoke it, or you may not finish smoking it until you die.
Hoffman half-crouched behind the rocks and gestured to the camouflage-uniformed warriors in the grass. Although the camouflage uniforms made them inconspicuous, Hoffman, who knew their location, could still be found at close range by careful identification.
The two soldiers with the best marksmanship slowly crawled to the sides of the rock according to Hoffman's gestures. The other 8 fighters, in groups of four, followed by the 2 "sharpshooters" respectively, and made a detour to the left and right.
Hoffman's idea was simple and conventional, he was going to set up two sets of crossfire points on both flanks, and when he himself would first shoot to attract Polish soldiers towards the rocks, the two flanks would fire together to catch the Poles by surprise. Coupled with the fact that the crossfire is already lethal, it is not impossible to annihilate this Platoon of Poles.
In any case, Hoffman was determined to clean up the Polish pathfinders. If they find that there are few people on the position, the threat and containment of this high ground will not exist. In that case, the pressure on the other main positions will be much greater. It will be a while to delay, and what Hoffman has to guarantee now is that he will never let the Poles find out the condition of the German army on the heights.
After checking the bolt to make sure the bullet was loaded, Hoffman crouched down and poked the tip out of the ground. The gun had been tied with branches and leaves, and it was not so conspicuous in front of a small patch of grass.
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