Chapter 520: Massacre

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There was a bloody storm near the school.

The Soviet prisoners were no match for the Germans, not only because the prisoners were held in schools for a long time, did not have enough food, clothing, and physical strength, but also because of the huge gap in equipment and preparation between the two sides.

A battalion of German troops was deployed, rifles, machine guns, mortars, etc., all ready to attack, and even a steel defensive line built by tanks as a cover.

Although the Soviet army has a large number of troops, it must be drilled out of the gap in the school in groups to pick up weapons before they can resist, and there are not many who can be put into the battlefield at the same time to play a role.

The open space in front of the school was soon turned into a slaughterhouse, and groups of Soviet soldiers rushed up, knocked down by German fire, and then rushed forward with the corpses of their comrades.

Soviet soldiers also tried to break through from other directions, but the Germans surrounded the entire school, and no matter how much the Soviets charged, they were unsurprisingly beaten back by German fire.

"Comrade Commissar!" A Soviet soldier shouted at Matevich: "What should we do? ”

Matevich looked out the window in despair, where the corpses of Soviet prisoners were piled up and counting.

In fact, there is no need to look at it, Matevich knew that Pukaev's plan was going to fail the moment the Germans opened fire...... It was very difficult for Soviet prisoners to even get their hands on weapons, because German machine guns, mortars, and tanks used fire to blockade the wreckage of the gliders loaded with weapons, and many soldiers fell on the way to loot and search for weapons.

And without weapons, the Soviet soldiers were colliding with the steel defense of the Germans with their flesh and blood.

The idea of surrender flashed through Matevic's mind, but it was quickly dismissed by Matevic.

Because he still has a family, because he comes from a military family, because there are relatives in the family who are in high positions in the army......

Thinking of this, Matevich could only grit his teeth and tell the Soviet soldiers a lie that even he did not believe: "Hold on, comrades, we don't need to crush them, we don't need to break through their defenses, we just need to drag them down." Lo and behold, we have pinned down their tanks and a large number of troops, while our main forces are attacking them, and if they hold on a little longer, they will collapse, and the victory is ours! ”

The Soviet prisoners believed Matevich's words, perhaps out of fear...... The Soviet prisoners knew that they were actually traitors to the Soviet Union. Now it can be said that they have the only chance, and if they don't "turn over a new leaf", then when the Soviets capture Holm and come in, they will "add to the crime", so the Soviet prisoners can only scream again, pick up the guns dropped by their comrades on the ground and rush forward.

The school's land was littered with corpses, and blood mixed with melted snow flowed down the low-lying area into the creek next to the school, staining the entire stream red, and then slowly flowing into the unthawed Lovati River, turning the remnants of snow along the banks a shocking red.

In the end, even the battle-hardened German soldiers relented.

Some soldiers wrote in their post-war diaries: "This battle seems simple, because it is nothing more than pointing a gun at the enemy and pulling the trigger." But that's not the case...... This is a kind of torture, a kind of struggle, a kind of torture of human nature. I told myself time and time again that those were the enemies and that we should do it. But the problem is that the battle has made us feel like we are shooting at unarmed civilians instead of soldiers, and I even want to shout at my comrades: 'Why don't we wait for them to pick up their rifles?' ’。 Of course, I knew that it was impossible, because this was a war, it was not a duel between samurai or gentlemen, there was no grace and mercy here, and any sympathy for the enemy was foolishness. All I needed to do was convince myself! ”

Finally, the battle is over.

From time to time, a few cold guns were fired outside the school, but after the tank "rumbled" and fired a few shots, it was completely silent.

Qin Chuan waved his hand, and several groups of soldiers rushed over the tank, and as usual, they threw a few grenades into it before breaking into the classroom, followed by another burst of gunfire.

Qin Chuan didn't go in, he only saw the German soldiers dragging the living people out one by one and pulling them under the headlights in front of the tanks, ironically, with the heads of Lenin and Stalin hanging behind them.

"He looks like an officer, Captain!" Werner kicked one of them to the ground: "When I caught him, he was ordering the others to continue fighting!" ”

"Ask him what his name is?" Qin Chuan said to the translator.

The interpreter stepped forward and asked a few questions in Russian, but the Soviet officer did not answer anything, only spat bloody saliva at him.

The angry interpreter stepped forward and punched him twice.

Qin Chuan stepped forward to stop the translator's rough behavior.

In any case, those who can hold on until now and still hold on are worthy of respect.

When the Soviet officer saw Qin Chuan, his eyes lit up, and then he howled like a wounded beast and rushed up, but was quickly knocked to the ground by Keller with the butt of his rifle.

"He knows me!" Qin Chuan said.

The interpreter asked the Soviets the same question, and the question was quickly answered.

"He knows you're a 'legendary sergeant', Captain!" Translate the answer.

"Oh!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but be stunned, there may be many people who will know him, but there are not many who can recognize him.

Then the interpreter asked the answer from the other Soviet soldiers: "His name is Matevich, Captain." It was the commissar of the 33rd Infantry Division of the Soviet Army, and also their commander! ”

This could not help but surprise all German officers and soldiers, because the Soviet army would send such an important commander to the prisoner camp to carry out such a dangerous mission.

"So it's not surprising he'll recognize you!" The baker said, "He must have planned to assassinate you, and of course he has seen your pictures!" ”

Qin Chuan nodded.

When he turned his head and was about to leave, he heard Matevic shouting unwillingly behind him, with a begging in his eyes.

Qin Chuan looked at the translator suspiciously, and the translator explained, "He hopes you can kill him!" ”

"Why?"

"You know!" The translator replied: "If he does not die but is taken prisoner, then he is a 'traitor' of the USSR!" ”

Qin Chuan nodded, pulled out his pistol and walked in front of Matevic.

Matevich nodded gratefully at Qin Chuan, and said something in his mouth, although Qin Chuan didn't understand, he knew that it was the meaning of gratitude.

The shots rang out, and Matevic fell to the ground, his body convulsing and then not moving again.