I had already unscrewed the bottom cover, and after pulling the lead, I began to throw it frantically downward, looking at the dense appearance of the grenade, it was like rain for a while, and it was spinning wildly from the top of the hill, and then it smashed into the group of Soviet soldiers who were still holding Mosin Nagant rifles, and looked at the grenade above their heads on the flying Soviet soldiers, and immediately set off a series of explosions!

The wooden-handled grenade used by the Soviet Union in the early days of the war, if it should be the First World War period, the 1914/30 type grenade produced by Tsarist Russia is an improved version of the 1914/30 type grenade, the whole body is made of steel plate stamping and forming the projectile body, which is loaded with high-explosive **, and a fragmentation sleeve is added to the outside of the projectile body, and the fragmentation flow formed at the time of the explosion has a throwing distance of about 30 meters, and the grenade is within 15 meters in diameter as the center, which is completely fatal!

"Nope! No! No! How can it be! ”

Joysky couldn't help but take half a step back, his eyes were already full of bloodshots, he gritted his teeth tightly, and his hands were bleeding because his nails pierced directly into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain, and the loud noise in his ears made him unable to stand still, just inhaled deeply and muttered: "This can't be..."

"It can't be... That's impossible... It can't be..."

But right beside Joysky, the same sentence was repeated, and before the confident smile on Velistov's face had dissipated, a kind of panic and irritability had already appeared on his face, but he couldn't help but walk straight forward, looking at the halfway up the hill where a series of explosions were still sounding, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "This can't be! ”

He couldn't accept this reality at all, because in his heart, what was expected was not at all the same as the current scene! He had even thought that when he returned, he might be able to reinstate himself and continue to be his platoon commander, even if he was unlucky and continued to be squeezed out by the Joysky next to him and become another official position, but it was much better than the current infantry squad leader who was driven by him.

But now what he had thought about before was instantly shattered by the loud noise, and his expected life had been wiped out with the explosion of golden yellow and clouds of blood mist. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him again, because he had failed once, and this time he was afraid that he would lose half of his manpower!

"Nope! That's impossible! ”

Velistov roared furiously towards the hill, he was already hysterical, a fury from the depths of his soul that made him unable to control his heart, because what was hidden in the depths was his deep fear! Turning his head towards the more than forty people in the third wave, who were also those squads in reserve, he roared angrily: "All, charge!" ”

After all, this formation and charge mode is to use the crowd like a wave to tear a hole in the enemy's position, and a certain amount of loss is still acceptable. What Velistov can think of at the moment is to use this kind of inertial thinking to get the upper echelons responsible for assessing this battle, covering these losses with victories, and making up for his mistakes!

"They are a bunch of counter-revolutionaries! They betrayed our Motherland! ”

Seeing Velistov's appearance of holding a Mosin Nagant rifle and leading the troops to charge in person, Joysky's forehead was already full of cold sweat, he looked at the soldiers around him who were hesitant, with worry and shock on their faces, and his heart was already terrified, but he didn't show it, gritted his teeth and raised the TT-32 semi-automatic pistol in his hand, and pulled the trigger directly into the sky, with that crisp voice, he turned his head and shouted loudly to the soldiers around him: "For the Soviets!" For Comrade Stalin! For the revolution of the proletariat! Comrades, charge! ”

What he could do now was also to inspire the soldiers behind him, so that they could rush up and occupy the top of the hill and annihilate the enemy. Joysky looked at the secret police leader next to him who had fallen to the ground, and that guy was the real leader of this battle, he couldn't help but clench his fists and curse secretly: "Yard, it's really not time to die!" ”

If that guy hadn't died, there would have been almost nothing to do with him in this battle, whether it was victory or defeat, that guy would have to stand up to it. But that guy barely played a role, he was shot in the head in an instant, and Joysky, who is currently his deputy, has already made a decision as the current temporary commander.

But his decision has failed, just look at the grenades on the hill that are still exploding, I am afraid that the two waves of about fifty soldiers who rushed forward have already been killed and wounded! Such a dense number of grenades smashed right in the middle of the group of soldiers, and the gentle hills were not steep mountains, and there were no defensive objects that could hinder them at all, and the thought of the consequences made Joysky shudder!

"Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! ”

The group of Soviet soldiers roared and rushed forward, the bayonets and spears already mounted on the Mosin Nagant rifles, flashing and reflecting as they charged. Velistov was the platoon commander and Joysky was the commissar, and the two had already given the order to charge, and they had already abandoned the fear in their hearts, and ran forward with a roar.

This is the momentum of the Soviet charge, because if they do not charge because they are greedy for life and afraid of death, then the commissar has the right to shoot any coward, even if he does not shoot him on the spot, then what awaits the cowardly after the war is the strict military tribunal and the layers of interrogation of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!

But in the face of the enemy's firepower, it can bring more courage to their hearts, or the belief of this group of low-level soldiers in the Soviets! The splendor of the proletariat and the conviction of socialism make them fearless!

"A group of top soldiers, it's a pity that they are consumed like this!"

On the top of the hill, Li Yu couldn't help but sigh slowly, he lowered his head slightly, the previous throw had consumed the wooden-handled grenades he had exchanged, and the only thing left of the current soldiers was the Mosin Nagant rifle and their spear thorns. But Li Yu still turned his head to his soldiers and shouted: "Shoot, meet the enemy!" ”

"Understood!" The soldiers who were already ready responded in unison in an instant, the crisp click of the Mosin Nagant rifle in their hands, the bolt was quickly pulled by them, and they leaned directly towards the bottom of the hill and pulled the trigger, and they almost didn't have to aim, they could find the appearance of more than 50 people rushing up with bayonets!

With a ten-meter-high hill and a slope of more than 100 meters, you can rush up in about two minutes, and if you are fast and don't care about your own safety, the speed can be even faster! But because of the slope and relatively gentle terrain, the group of charging Soviet soldiers could not cover themselves at all, and what they could do was to immediately lie on the ground and raise their guns to fight back when the guns rang out, or rely on light machine guns to suppress them!

"Two, it seems that it should be enough!"

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more upturned, and the points in Li Yu's mind rose rapidly by nearly five hundred, and he began to exchange without hesitation, and with his determination, two "Deg Galev" DP turntable light machine guns appeared directly with the data flow in the palm of his hand, and he handed them directly to the two soldiers next to him: "Take it and keep shooting!" ”

In the weapon category, the "Deg Galev" DP turntable light machine gun is not an excellent light machine gun, one hundred and twenty points can be exchanged for one, if it is not for the logistics can be used with the Soviet army in this world, Li Yu will definitely exchange for a better light machine gun.

However, among Li Yu's troops guarding the top of the mountain, the infantry squad of 15 people had two light machine guns as firepower, which turned into the biggest nightmare for the more than 50 people who were rushing up at the foot of the mountain! The two light machine guns were on both sides, and the two Soviet Red Army soldiers directly pulled the safety open, and they shot at the bottom of the hill, and with the super high rate of fire, the group of people instantly lay on the ground again, and they didn't dare to raise their heads to fight back!

"However, we need to retreat!"

But Li Yu looked at the Soviet soldiers who were pressed at the bottom of the hill and couldn't raise their heads at all, he looked down at the mountainside with some pity, there was a mess, more than forty Soviet soldiers were lying there, and there was a faint wail from time to time, but in the firepower of both sides, no one dared to stand up and continue to charge or retreat, frowning slightly, Li Yu turned his head and ordered: "Concentrate firepower, three minutes later, let's go!" ”

It is absolutely difficult to completely annihilate the enemy, especially when those Soviet soldiers are crazy because of casualties, it is definitely a different scene. Li Yu, who came from later generations, knew that if this group of guys really started attacking regardless of casualties, a dozen of them would definitely not be able to support it!

In the Soviet-Finnish Winter War, they can move forward together in the face of the enemy's heavy firepower hand in arm, singing the national anthem, and the strong belief that they don't care about their own casualties is still sprouting in the hearts of the current Soviet soldiers, Li Yu doesn't dare to underestimate these, real ** soldiers!