As the sound of the artillery grew quieter, an army with one battalion each began to charge at Makmergey from the eastern and southern walls. Each battalion www.biquge.info each battalion sent two companies of soldiers to disperse into four or five skirmish lines separated by dozens of meters to rush towards the city wall, and the heavy machine guns were on a position six or seven hundred meters away from the city wall, facing the Soviet army at the head of the city to suppress the fire.

The Soviet soldiers on the city wall quickly carried sandbags and simply repaired the machine gun emplacements, and the MG-08 heavy machine guns were set up in the machine gun emplacements, surrounded by sandbags, only the muzzle of the gun left a gap for the barrel to stick out.

The heavy machine gun bullets of "Da ・・・・・・" continued to shoot at the coalition soldiers under the city, and one by one the soldiers were beaten to different places and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The allied soldiers under the city walls kept firing bullets at the machine guns at the head of the city, and one bullet after another hit the thick sandbags in vain, and they fell silent. Occasionally, one or two bullets flew in through the muzzle of the machine gun, and immediately the Soviet shooter inside fell, and the soldiers beside him immediately took his place and fired again.

The Soviet soldiers ignored the heavy machine-gun fire of the Allied forces in the distance, and firmly focused on the unprotected Allied soldiers in the middle of the charge.

At this time, several soft artillery shots were heard from the German positions, and three mortars fired at the firing points above the city walls. Each battalion of the German army was equipped with three 76.2mm mortars, which was unique among the countries of World War I.

The mortars of the First World War were not as light and flexible as they were during the Second World War, each 76.2mm mortar weighed hundreds of kilograms, and did not show revolutionary advantages compared to traditional artillery, and the power of large-caliber artillery in trench warfare suppressed its limelight.

In order to avoid retaliatory shelling, the German mortars did not fire at the city walls, and it was undoubtedly self-inflicted effort to fire mortar with a range of only one or two thousand meters and field guns with a range of six to eight thousand meters.

Now that there was no threat from Soviet artillery, the Germans built fortifications a kilometer from the city walls, placed mortars behind the fortifications, and fired at the firing points above the walls. And the Soviet heavy machine guns could not go around the fortifications to attack the mortars. Of course, in World War I, countries also used heavy machine guns to kill and injure soldiers in the enemy's trenches according to the parabola of bullets. But it was clear that the Soviet soldiers would not have wasted bullets in such a way of fighting.

The forts above the walls have a roof made of wood and sandbags, so they can defend against artillery attacks, but these normal machine-gun emplacements are only made of sandbags. It can only protect against frontal bullets, but not against mortar shells falling overhead.

As the mortar shells fell on the city walls, the casualties of the Soviet soldiers on the walls suddenly increased. The fortifications built by the Soviet soldiers were completely unable to withstand the mortar shells falling from the sky, and they could only resist with their lives.

With a bang, a mortar shell landed in a machine-gun position, and the fragments from the explosion flew sideways, sweeping through the surrounding five or six soldiers at once, and the heavy machine gun suddenly stopped.

"Make up for it!" The Soviet officer next to him shouted.

The eastern wall is about 800 meters long, and there are a total of 20 heavy machine guns, each of which is responsible for a distance of almost 40 meters. If the enemy opens a gap from here, I'm afraid I'm going to be doomed.

Several Soviet soldiers bent over and ran over, dragged away the bodies of their comrades, and threw them aside, and one soldier looked at the water flowing under the barrel of the heavy machine gun, and did not care, probably thinking that it was the urine shed by which soldier.

He held the handle of the machine gun, as he had seen before, pressed the machine gun button, and the heavy machine gun rang out again.

"It's so fierce, it's so powerful!" The Soviet soldiers were gladly strafing the Allied soldiers below the city, and the continuous bullets were undoubtedly much more powerful than the hand-fired rifles. Although he has not been trained in professional heavy machine gun shooting, at a range of two or three hundred meters, as long as he is lucky, he can always hit the enemy, and as long as he hits the enemy, nine times out of ten it will be the end of death. And many of the infantrymen may not have killed an enemy in their lifetime.

This guy pressed the machine gun button, and in ten seconds he finished firing a hundred rounds, and the soldier next to him immediately replaced him with magazines, and he fired without restraint. Knocked down halfway, and suddenly the barrel exploded directly, and the two guys next to him were directly hit by the fragments of the barrel that exploded and fell to the ground.

The mortar artillery gently moved the muzzle laterally, firing at the exposed machine-gun fire points above the city walls. Mortar shells are fired at a rate of five to ten rounds per minute.

Because in the previous battles, mortars were used less often, and there were more shells left than those field guns, so at such a critical moment now, it is natural that you can shoot as much as you want.

The machine-gun fire on the top of the walls gradually weakened, and the coalition soldiers finally rushed to the bottom of the walls after suffering heavy casualties.

Because during the original shelling, the city wall has been baptized by thousands of shells, and large collapses and gaps have appeared in many places. Although the Soviet soldiers in the city tried desperately to remedy it, they could not repair it for a while.

The eastern gate had already been blown away by a shell, but the thick stacks of fortifications and a heavy machine gun inside immediately discouraged the soldiers from entering through the gate.

With the enemy's morale still not low, rushing directly into it is simply looking for death.

The coalition soldiers set up several ladders made of wood from the nearby forest and rushed to the bottom of the city walls, but the heavy machine guns on the walls were unable to attack them.

The coalition sergeant took a slight breath and immediately began to attack the city.

The soldiers holding the ladder set up the ladder on top of the city wall, and the original six-meter-high city wall became five meters after a round of shelling. In other places, there were collapses, and sandbags that had slipped from the top of the walls formed a slope just below the walls, and the soldiers could climb directly up the slopes.

There were five or six such slopes along the entire wall, and the coalition soldiers gathered towards the ladders and slopes, ready for a crucial assault.

The sound of the heavy machine guns on the city wall gradually became much rarer, and the coalition soldiers could already hear the shouts of the Soviet soldiers inside the city wall, and the two sides were separated by a wall several meters thick, and the coalition soldiers were desperately breathing the air, and the sweat beads on their faces involuntarily flowed down like raindrops.

They all know very well that the most dangerous moment is coming.

In this face-to-face battle, the pressure on the soldiers far exceeds the long-range shooting.