Chapter 910: Attacking the Heights
At this time, it is time for people to be the most sleepy again, originally, the young men from Ukraine are not suitable for the severe cold here, not to mention the long polar night.
Even the young man standing guard was drooping his eyelids.
They couldn't sleep, though.
It's too cold.
Yezhov wrapped his coat around his body hard, he felt the incomparably cold, but he had no more clothes.
Right next to his sentry post, there was a bonfire burning, and he crouched down, rubbed his hands, and roasted them, hoping to warm himself up.
In this kind of dark night, the ignition is to expose the target and become a live target for the opposing sniper, but no one wants to extinguish the bonfire, they are afraid of the dark, and they are even more afraid of the cold.
After roasting for a while, he felt warm and got up from the fire, and at that moment, a pair of large, cold hands reached out behind him and covered his mouth.
He was frightened, at this time, no one was joking, the cold dulled his consciousness, and he didn't even notice the other party's scout who came up from behind!
The Finnish army is full of veterans!
The shining bayonet slashed in front of his eyes, and then he felt a pain in his throat, and the blood, splashed on the snow, blooming beautiful red flowers, melting the snow.
His body fell to the ground weakly, blood gushed out, he felt his life, it was rapidly disappearing, and before he lost consciousness, he saw a skier, past him, and pounced on the position behind.
To the east of the town of Haukira, there is a farm, and to the east of the farm, is the commanding height.
The divisional artillery battalion of the 44th Division was deployed there, and at this time, all the gun ports were facing west, aiming at the woods to the west, ready to reinforce at any time.
For several days, they did not open fire, and each time when they were ready to shoot Zhu Yuan, the offensive of the Finnish troops stopped.
However, they were still prepared, especially if the Finnish artillery appeared, they would definitely turn their guns around quickly and fire at the Finnish artillery.
Moreover, as long as they are here, they will be able to control the Latai Highway, so to block the gate of the Soviets' retreat, the first thing is to occupy the artillery positions here!
The skiers slid along the snow, quickly, they needed to go around in a circle and attack from the east of the artillery positions, since all the fire of the Soviets was aimed at the west, and attacking from the east, casualties could be avoided.
They glided so fast that the distance was almost a blink of an eye.
"Boom!" At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded.
One of the sentries who had been killed, not breathing because his throat had been cut and he could not give a sound warning, pulled a grenade from his body before he was about to lose consciousness.
This explosion immediately alarmed the Soviet artillery.
They awoke from their dreams and saw the man who had slid through the snow in the bright moonlight, as fast as lightning!
"Quick, quick!" A machine gunner shouted loudly, and he jumped into the truck next to him.
For artillery, the biggest threat was not the enemy's artillery, but dive bombers from the sky, so next to the artillery positions, there were anti-aircraft machine guns.
At the same time, for convenience, this twin-mounted 12.7-mm anti-aircraft machine gun is not mounted directly on the ground, but on the rear compartment of the truck, which is convenient for transferring positions at any time.
The muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun was upward, and the machine gunner, having jumped up, wanted to reduce the elevation angle of the machine gun.
Hurry, hurry!
He shouted as he shook the wheel vigorously, and the muscles on his arm were bruised, but the wheel just didn't move!
A few hours ago, a snowfall covered the machine guns, and it actually froze the high and low machines!
"No!" He watched the figures get closer and closer, and he was even more anxious, at this time, another person came up, and the two of them worked together, only to hear the sound of the horn, and the wheel was broken!
"Fire, projectile ballistics!" The people on the side shouted, there is no way now, the dead horse is healed as a live horse.
He pulled the trigger, and a crisp sound came to his ears, the chain rattled, and the bullet fired into the sky before falling.
When it lands, it's still a long way from the Finnish skiers!
However, as the machine gun fires, the temperature of the machine gun increases, and as long as you cut through those frozen mechanisms, you can still lay it down!
"Da!" At this moment, in the distance, a Finnish soldier stood, aimed at him, and opened fire.
The bullet flew out of the muzzle and towards the heavy, and a second later, a hole appeared in the heavy's chest, and he fell back weakly.
Aalto, the old hunter, carried his M39 rifle behind him and continued to ski.
Royce on the side gave a thumbs up, amazing!
At this time, the distance between the two sides has exceeded seven hundred meters, and in this case, it is the best snipers who hit the target.
Royce did not shoot, his assault rifle, the most suitable range of fire, no more than five hundred meters, long distance, or bolt-action rifle is more suitable.
The ski units continued to attack on the high ground, and the Soviet artillery battalion on the high ground was also hurriedly counterattacking.
Several artillerymen, shouting the trumpet, planned to turn the howitzer around, and the muzzle of the gun was to the east, and with just one shot, a large area could be killed.
However, they pushed hard, but the cannon did not move at all.
"The tires are frozen!" One of the gunners shouted as he saw that the tires and the ground had been glued together.
The bad weather is against them, and the Finnish soldiers are still bravely rushing forward on this opportunity!
"Da Da Da!" Finally, a DP machine gun fired, and a dense burst of bullets swept past, and in an instant, several Finnish soldiers who rushed in front fell, their bodies leaning back, and the skis under their feet flew to the side.
With just one machine gun, they can be suppressed, and as long as the Soviets are relieved, they can organize a defensive line!
At this moment, the MP40 gun in Royce's hand rang out, and a dense stream of bullets fired at the machine gunner, and two seconds later, the machine gun over there was dumb!
They have rushed to a distance of three hundred meters, at a distance where a submachine gun with a pistol cartridge cannot give full play to the advantage of firepower, but an assault rifle with a 6.8 mm bullet can perfectly show the advantage!
Not only Royce, but also more soldiers of the same mountain division as him, the guns in their hands were firing fiercely, constantly pouring bullets into the past!