The black pressure of the Polish army cat waist, with a gun in small steps, charged towards Piper's position, the number of people is too much, the Polish army is a regimental charge, because the commander of the Polish army also knows that there is not much time left for them, after the B-29 returns, it will only take two or three hours to refuel and reload, in these two hours must break through the SS line, and then entangle with the SS, then the B-29 will have no way to bomb, this is also the only correct way for the Polish army.

"Four hundred meters, three hundred meters...... Boom ......"

Plumes of smoke rose from the SS positions, and violent explosions raged, and the sudden shelling blinded the SS at the time, but fortunately the Polish troops also used mortars, and the caliber was not very large, about 81 mortars, which was farther and more powerful than Piper's 50 mortars.

This sudden artillery bombardment caused Piper's company to lose more than a dozen people and wound more than 20 people, and the caliber of the 81 mortar was considered a large caliber, and it was a curve fire, and the damage to the soldiers in the trenches was extremely great.

"Rush!! Kill!! ……”

Three hundred meters away, the Polish army began to charge frantically, at this time the Polish mortars did not stop firing, they were not afraid of hurting their own people, what they planned was to use the numerical advantage and the SS to fight for personnel attrition, obviously it was impossible for a company of Piper to consume a regiment of the Polish army.

"Artillery fire rapidly, target: two hundred meters in front of our position, hurry up...... Boom ......"

Piper is holding a telescope and a walkie-talkie microphone, with half of his head sticking out of the trench, while observing the battlefield situation and commanding, to the point of being a bit of a general.

The Polish infantrymen who were bombarded by the 50-mm mortars turned on their backs, and when the "bombardment" went down, two or three Polish infantry were missing arms and legs, and those who did not die screamed, and those who died were laid to rest in peace, and there was no sound again.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The 81 mortar hidden in the distance by the Polish army was also violently bombarding the SS position, if the SS was very unlucky, a shot of the 81 mortar fell in the trench and exploded around him, with a loud "boom", the SS was immediately torn into several pieces, and then thrown out of the trench by the violent explosion.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The two sides are desperately shelling with mortars, and human lives here are like ants, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. The infantry of the Polish army is charging, without cover, although the SS mortars are only 50 mm, when the same damage is very huge, the caliber of the Polish mortars is large, but the SS has the cover of the trenches, and the density of people in the trenches is less, the casualties are much less, and the SS soldiers are few!!

After a few minutes of heavy shelling, more than a dozen brothers of the SS were killed, and the Polish troops had already rushed to a distance of two hundred meters.

"All shot...... Da Da ...... Da Da ...... Ahh!!hhhh ……”

All kinds of bullets shuttled through the air, shooting into the human body and bringing bursts of blood mist, and the screams of the Polish soldiers who were shot could already be clearly heard.

"Ahhh …… Come on...... Polish chop ...... Da Da ......"

"Ahhh!!hhh …… Come on!!! …… For the sake of the motherland, I can kill devils...... Touch...... Touch...... Da Da ......"

The Polish army's support machine guns are also "clicking...... Da Da ...... carried out suppressive shooting, but the rifle in the hands of the Polish soldier was tragic, and when he fired a shot, he needed to withdraw the shell and load the ammunition, and then aim for the final shot, and by the time he finished this set of actions, he had already been beaten into a sieve by the SS submachine guns and machine guns.

The numerical superiority of the Polish army and the suppression of mortars caused Piper's casualties to increase greatly, and the preliminary estimate was that it would not be less than 40 percent, and the troops that did not collapse when the casualties reached 20 percent were considered elite. The SS had already suffered 40 percent casualties, and they were still fighting desperately, and if Piper had placed the first line of mortars, the Piper company, which had lost its artillery, would have been overwhelmed by the Polish army at this time, and it seemed that this SS captain named Piper was good.

"Fifty meters, grenade ......"

With a loud roar from Piper, countless grenades were thrown at the prostrate Polish troops like rain in the SS position, and one SS soldier shouted while throwing grenades:

"Polish offal, how about eating a couple of grandpa's wooden-handled grenades, one, two, three...... Boom ......"

An 81-mm mortar shell exploded two meters away from the SS soldier, and the huge body of the SS soldier was blown over two meters away by the explosion, and one of his arms was gone, and the SS soldier who was in a coma for a short time felt that something was wrong with his body, and hurriedly groped with his hands, only to find that his arm was blown off, and other places were also scarred.

"Ah!! …… Polish chop also came by grandfather's hand. ”

The SS man trembled, staggered to his feet, picked up another grenade, put the pull ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, the grenade flew out towards the Polish troops, and with a "boom", "Ah! There was a scream and a Polish soldier was lifted nearly a meter high by a grenade and smashed to the ground.

"Five...... Twelve...... Flutter ......"

A vicious bullet struck the SS soldier in the chest, and before he died, the SS threw the grenade out of it.

A regiment of Polish troops was finally repulsed by a company of Piper, but by the time Piper patrolled the trenches and counted the numbers, Alexander . Piper cried.

"Start counting."

“1,2,3…… 28，29，…… 35）

Piper's full company held out under the regimental charge of the Polish army, and repulsed a regiment of the Polish army, judging from the corpses in front of the position, the number of Polish soldiers killed would not be less than five or six hundred, but Piper's company was full of more than 180 brothers, and now there were only 35 wounded left.

As the company commander, it was impossible for Piper to cry loudly, so he could only tear up and say loudly:

"My brothers, you fought bloodily for the victory of Germany in this land that will belong to us, you are worthy warriors, honor belongs to you, to our fallen soldiers, our brothers, long live Germany, long live the great Führer."

"Long live Germany, long live the great Führer."

"Inventory of equipment ......"

"Report to the company commander of Piper, the weapons that can still be used if they are not destroyed are as follows, 4 machine guns, 5 50mm mortars, and a base number of ammunition, three boxes of "Iron Fist", and four grenades per person. ”

Piper didn't speak, but very calmly took out a pack of "Marlboro" cigarettes from his jacket pocket, this pack of cigarettes was obviously not enough, so he had to divide one cigarette for every two people, smoking on the battlefield can be a good way to relieve emotions and anesthetize his nerves.

Regardless of whether I smoked before or not, now it's you who take a sip, and I smoke it one by one, and my face is not so serious, and occasionally I speak before my companion next to me:

"Old man, how many Polish scraps have you killed."

"Hey! I've got at least ten Polish offal, haha. ”

……

After a few minutes of finishing their cigarettes, Piper began to look around at his remaining brothers, and said very slowly:

"Brothers, you know, the next attack of the Polish army on the opposite side is also regimental-scale, and we only have thirty-five scarred brothers, we are afraid that we will not be able to hold this position, I have reported the situation here to my superiors, but so far no reinforcements have arrived, it seems that our other defense lines are also tight, as soldiers, our fate is to die on the battlefield, but you have fulfilled the duty of a soldier.

Now we will use this force to meet the second wave of Polish attacks, it is obvious that we have no way to hold the line, so I allow you to retreat, no one will say that you are deserters and cowards, you have done your best, if you are willing to leave, please stand up now. ”

Silent, yes! Who does not cherish life, no matter how fanatical the SS is, everyone has fear and wants to live, but will any of these remnants choose to retreat now?

"Company commander, needless to say, we will not retreat, the order given to us by the army commander is to hold on, we will not choose to be a shameful deserter in order to survive, abandon the deserters of comrades and positions, that is not what a soldier should do, I decided to stay until I die in battle.

"Company Commander: My best comrades-in-arms have all died here, and you told us to abandon them and retreat shamefully? I won't, I will fight to the end, for the revenge of my brothers, and for the sake of great Germany. ”

"Company Commander: I can't speak, all I want to say is that the moment I put on the SS uniform, I remember that we represent victory and death, I have no reason to retreat, I am ready to die, to fight to the death."

If Zhang Jun could hear the conversation of his subordinates, how touched he should be! Yes, what a brave, loyal, honorable, faithful soldier! They were the soul of the SS, they were the most valuable asset of the SS, and they were the basis for the victory of the SS. If a rabble has advanced weapons in their hands, he is also a rabble. The funniest and most humorous Italian army is like this, with advanced weapons, airplanes and artillery, even the little African natives can't beat it, and laugh off the big teeth of the world.

Piper grabbed a knock-off Type 56 submachine gun from the ground with the cigarette butt in his hand, and said proudly:

"I can be proud to have such heroic and senseless subordinates as you, and at the same time thank you brothers who live and die together, then let us brothers die together, go to the death, die for the holy Germany, die for the great Führer, die for the heroic and invincible SS soldiers, die in battle!! Die!!!

But I begged my brother to pull a few more pads for Lao Tzu, so that the Huangquan Road would not be lonely...... Ha ha...... Boom ......"

"TMD Polish miscellaneous began shelling again, brothers are ready to fight......"

"Dada...... Da Da ...... Polish chop come on...... Ahhh …… Da Da ......"

……

"Report to the army commander, an urgent report has been sent from the Eastern Front, all the defensive lines of the Eastern Front have been attacked, the Polish army is attacking very fiercely, and they are almost unable to hold on."

"Operational staff officer, take a look, our tank mobile group 3 is in that position, see if we can support the Lower Eastern Front."

The operational staff officer hurriedly shook his head and said very sadly:

…… (To be continued.) )