A Soviet soldier jumped into the foxhole in front of him, only to find that all the German soldiers here had been killed.

The German soldier lying on the edge of the foxhole had been shot in the head, the one who had just died. And at his feet, there was a body that had been dead for a long time.

A Mauser 98K rifle was dropped on the ground, as well as two unused German M24 grenades.

There was also a G43 semi-automatic rifle on the edge of the pit, which was a good weapon. It's just that the German 7.92 mm caliber bullets are used, so the Soviets can only surrender them after they are captured.

But now, he has occupied this foxhole where the Germans are hiding, which means that the German defense line is about to be completely broken.

Not far from the foxhole where he was, the German soldiers were still resisting stubbornly.

The Soviet soldier was holding his Mosin Nagant rifle, reloading the bullet and aiming it at the German machine gunner, who was constantly firing at the flank.

"Phew!" He fired a shot, and after the gunshot, the German soldier who was firing with a machine gun not far away fell.

The Soviet soldier in the foxhole did not see whether he had hit the shooter or not, he just instinctively retracted and reloaded his rifle with new bullets.

Then he was ready to shoot and poked his head out again, only to find the German secondary shooter next to the machine gun, aiming a Mauser 98k rifle in his direction.

He saw a flash of cold light on the other side, and then a bullet hit him on the center of the eyebrow, and he lay on his back and fell into the foxhole, right next to the German corpse.

Although in the next second, the German soldier who opened fire was also shot through the head by a Soviet bullet from the other direction, but he was no longer visible.

The machine-gun positions were silent, and Soviet soldiers poured into the German foxhole defenses.

One foxhole after another was occupied by the Soviets, and one German soldier after another died in their positions.

In the blink of an eye, about 10 German soldiers were killed, and the entire defense line became shaky. A German soldier jumped out of the foxhole in front of him with a weapon, trying to retreat to his comrades behind, but unfortunately he was hit by a bullet and fell straight down.

Now the Germans had no chance of retreating, because the Soviets were constantly on the offensive and did not give them any time to adjust and shift.

Seeing that the position was about to be lost, the German platoon commander gritted his teeth and picked up the machine gun from the ground where the shooter had been killed.

He pressed on a new chain, then unscrewed the safety caps of several grenades beside him, pulling out the fuses inside.

"Long live the Führer!" He shouted as he pointed his machine gun at the rushing Soviet soldiers and pulled the trigger.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "The distinctive sound of the MG-42 machine gun like tearing linen rang out again, and the Führer's saw once again began to cut through the young life.

The sudden machine-gun fire suddenly caused a big mess in the Soviet army, ten people were hit in an instant, and the rest of the Soviet troops could only lie down temporarily.

But unfortunately, just as the machine gun was in full swing, the sound of sawing wood stopped abruptly.

There was no co-shooter to help reload the bullet chain, nor was he a machine gun shooter, and he did not have the habit of shooting deep into the bone marrow, so the platoon commander quickly ran out of a bullet chain and immediately became weak.

Dropping the machine gun, he pulled the fuse of a grenade and threw it in the direction of the Soviet troops.

Then, desperately, he picked up the second grenade and continued to repeat the same action he had just done.

After throwing out three grenades in one go, a Soviet soldier climbed to his foxhole from the side and pointed his gun at the crazy German soldier.

"Phew!" Before the German platoon commander threw the 4th grenade, a Soviet bullet pierced his chest.

He staggered and didn't fall, and subconsciously looked for the grenade that had been activated at his feet.

It was a knee-jerk reaction, the pain was ignored at this moment, and all he wanted to do was find the grenade as quickly as possible and throw it out of the foxhole.

"Phew!" The second Soviet soldier who climbed up fired a shot at the German platoon commander who was bending over in a foxhole to find something.

The bullet hit him in the spine, sending him tumbling to the ground. Only then did he turn his head sideways, look at the enemy who was shooting at him, and shouted, "Bastard! ”

"Boom!" The grenade exploded under his feet, sending him flying into the sky. By this time he was dead, and he had long since lost any consciousness.

In the distance, through the periscope of his commander, Karjus saw the fact that the position he was in had just been occupied by Soviet infantry.

Behind that position, one Soviet tank after another had rushed up, pointing in the direction of his tank with its black barrel.

"Fire! Avenge them! Karjus didn't say who he was avenging, but everyone in the crew knew that he was talking about the German infantrymen who had died on the ground and had not returned.

"Boom!" A shell burst out of the muzzle of the Leopard tank and flew forward until it hit a Soviet tank and pierced the front armor plate, and then stopped.

The Soviet tank exploded violently, and parts flew everywhere, some even hitting the Soviet infantry who were charging forward next to it.

However, in the scope of Gun Commander Tyr, the other Soviet tanks were still moving forward, and they still hadn't given up on counterattacking.

"There's Red Tekacz behind us, and we don't have much of a line left." On the radio, the commander of tank No. 4 said anxiously.

The commander of tank No. 5 was also nervous, and he was reporting on his situation: "Karyus! To my right there are Soviet troops active! The 2 platoon on the right did not respond! 2 rows did not respond! ”

"Damn! Karjus! Il-2 attack aircraft! Soviet attack aircraft! We're in trouble! "The commander of tank No. 5 lifted his hatch and looked at the position on the right flank in the distance.

In the sky over there, he saw the Il-2 attack aircraft that the Soviets were diving and strafing. The plane rarely appeared in the sky, but every time it appeared, it became a nightmare for the German tanks.

This time, the Soviets poured out of the nest regardless of losses, using all the weapons they could find. They learned a lot about the tactics of the German army, and for a time they were able to fight three-dimensional combat air-ground coordination in a decent way.

This time it was Karyus's turn to feel uncomfortable, and he realized why so many times before, the Soviet tank forces were vulnerable to his attacks - in the face of a combined three-dimensional attack, a single branch of the army would of course be in a mess. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.