Chapter 88: Reforging the Soul of the Wehrmacht (Part II)
Cluck...... Giggles...... Cluck...... Giggle......
A crisp woodpecker sound jumped through a basement ventilation window, from which a series of points of light flew in different directions at breakneck speed. In the dimly lit basement behind the ventilation window, three "big ear steel helmets" work together to operate a heavy machine gun mounted on a tripod. With each shot, the yellow shells flew away from the bolt in a parabolic line, countless bullet casings had tumbled off the damp floor, and you had to walk carefully while walking, and behind the sour smoke of the projectile was the formidable killing efficiency of the modern battlefield.
Continue to work for a while, and the diligent woodpecker always takes a nap. At this time, a sonorous male voice will ring out in the basement: "Bullet box! "And the soldiers who are responsible for supplying the ammunition are often already on their way to carry the metal bullet boxes. With a new magazine, the sharp-eyed machine gun shooter will replace it with smooth movements, and when he pulls the bolt again, the Soviet-made Deshka machine gun will again make a crisp pecking sound.
Looking at the main battlefields of the thirties and forties, there are not only creative general-purpose machine guns such as the German-made MG34/42, but also enduring models such as the Maxim water-cooled, Browning M1, and the Czech ZB26. In battle, Deshka's rate of fire of 125 rounds per minute was far lower than that of the MG42, and it was inferior to the aging Maxim and the magazine-fed Czech ZB26, but the 12.7x108 mm heavy machine gun bullet far outperformed ordinary 7.92 or 7.62 mm caliber bullets in terms of effective range and penetration. The Deshka with armor-piercing shells can penetrate 15 mm thick steel plates at a distance of 500 meters, and is an excellent infantry support weapon for light armored targets or infantry bunkers, as well as against low-flying aircraft.
In the battle to capture Volkaugh, the Germans defeated the Soviet 9th Infantry Corps in one fell swoop, and captured a considerable amount of weapons and ammunition from the opponent. On the left flank of the Mürdóv Line, the German 22nd Fusiliers, with more than 4,000 men, was armed with 55 Soviet-made guns and more than 200 Soviet-made machine guns. And the defense zone was stockpiled with as much ammunition as possible. It can be said that the German officers and soldiers were prepared for a series of hard battles from top to bottom, and the course of the battle was not surprising, and the Soviet troops completely ignored the influence of rain and snow. With wave after wave of offensives, the German defenders were always in a state of spring compression.
In the face of the Soviet troops approaching the village, Deshka continued to spit out tongues of fire, continuing to cause casualties to the enemy, and therefore received more and more "care" from the Soviet army. Fortunately, the ventilation window in this basement is only about 30 centimeters high and wide, which is suitable for machine gun firing ports, and can be completely protected from ordinary bullets and shrapnel after being reinforced with sandbags. As for direct enemy fire, shells hitting the superstructure could not directly kill or injure people in the basement. The collapsed masonry instead protected the basement.
Judging from the action of manipulating the machine gun, the German non-commissioned officer with thick eyebrows and big eyes maintained a relatively calm mentality, and the frequency and timing of the fire were also mastered just right. When the situation on the battlefield is less urgent, he will also give up the operation position to two younger companions, so that they can adapt to the combat atmosphere and technical essentials as much as possible, but in the last ten minutes, he has firmly grasped the shooting grip, and the expression on his face has unconsciously become serious. limited field of view. The completely destroyed Soviet tanks lay motionless in the field, but the slightly damaged or crew-killed tanks were repaired by the Soviets and then put into battle one after another, plus the T-34s that followed. The number of Soviet tanks attacking the village was increasing, and after the previous battles, some Soviet soldiers were stranded on the edge of the village, using bunkers and other bunkers to exchange fire with the defenders, and the Soviet battlefield commanders gradually became familiar with the terrain and the way they fought with their opponents, and they organized some infantry assault groups in company and platoon, so that they could cover each other to carry out the attack. When an assault group is intercepted by the defenders' machine-gun fire, the infantry will crawl down and the other assault groups will take advantage of the situation until the defenders' fire shifts. They leaped forward again, alternating and so on, slowly but surely approaching the defenders. …,
Due to the clever jumping tactics adopted by the Soviet infantry, the German machine gunners fired one after another like fists on cotton, and after a long time, the German non-commissioned officer with thick eyebrows and big eyes was also a little impatient. He tried to kill his opponent with a series of long shots, but this quickly caught the attention of Soviet tanks. When the screaming sound of the shells hit, the non-commissioned officer realized that the situation was not good, and just shouted "lying down" from his mouth, a loud bang and an extremely violent concussion surged out, and the three people in the basement fell together, and the strong nitric acid breath suddenly pierced his nose, and his thoughts were immediately in chaos.
"Damn, damn it!" The thick-eyed, big-eyed senior non-commissioned officer clenched his fists in annoyance, and the only sound in his ears was endless buzzing from the impact of the explosion at close range. Vaguely seeing a figure swaying in the smoke and dust, remembering what happened to him when fighting on the Eastern Front, he hurriedly reached out to pull out the pistol inserted in his waist, but found that his right hand did not obey the call at all. The figure approached, and the familiar face appeared in front of him, and the young private opened his mouth anxiously to say something, but he could not hear a word.
With the help of the private, the non-commissioned officer sat up with all his might, and he calmly examined his surroundings despite the pain coming from his right arm, and the Deshka heavy machine gun with a tripod fell to the ground, the main body still looking intact; A circular hole appeared on the right side of the square vent, but fortunately it was not a hollow charge armor-piercing bullet that hit here, otherwise the high-temperature metal stream could kill everyone in this room in an instant.
"I'm fine, nothing is a big deal!"
As he spoke, the non-commissioned officer could faintly hear the sound coming from his own throat, indicating that his hearing was only temporarily deaf, and the other soldier was still lying on the ground. The private walked over and turned him on his side, probing his breath and pulse, a relieved expression indicating that his companion was simply unconscious.
Thinking that the fierce battle was still going on outside, the non-commissioned officer gritted his teeth and stood up and motioned for the private to stand up the machine gun with him, but they soon realized that the tripod was somewhat deformed and had to be assisted by manpower to maintain the firing condition. In this situation, the young private took the initiative to serve as a human scaffold, the non-commissioned officer re-operated the machine gun to aim outward, several Soviet tanks were only a stone's throw away from the entrance of the village, and groups of Soviet infantry also arrived at the edge of the village, and it seemed that the fire support points of the defenders had been exhausted in the high-intensity fighting. Without thinking about whether it was beads of sweat or blood that slipped from his sideburns, the non-commissioned officer put his injured right hand on the shooting grip, and pressed the shooting plate in the middle of the left and right grips with the thumb of his left hand, which he was not good at. Putting aside all kinds of distractions, he mechanically opened fire on the Soviet soldiers in his field of vision, and at a distance of two or three hundred meters, the bomb evasion efficiency of the Soviet army's jumping tactics was sharply reduced, and many soldiers fell under the dense rain of bullets as soon as they rushed through the entrance of the village, and the second-line firepower deployed in the village also began to exert its might. The T-34s were mighty as they tore down the remnants, but they soon fell into a death trap of light anti-tank rockets, anti-tank grenades, and incendiary grenades.
The anti-tank traps set by the Germans relying on the village are certainly powerful, but the size of the village determines the size of the trap, once the Soviet tanks that attack the village exceed the trap capacity, no matter how brave and wise the defending officers and soldiers are, it is impossible to continue to block the opponent's attack. The German commanders were well aware of this when their defensive strategy was drawn up, so they built a second line of fortifications in the mountains south of the village and west of Myldorf. Before the Soviets crushed the village defense line with the superiority of personnel and equipment, the command of the German 22nd Fusilier Regiment had already issued an order to retreat to the battalions and companies. With the exception of most of the German officers and men deployed in the village defense line, most of the German officers and men deployed in the village defense line crossed the road and retreated to the mountains south of the road to continue the battle, because most of the German officers and men deployed in the village defense line crossed the road and retreated to the mountains south of the road to continue the battle. In the sloping fortifications that were difficult for Soviet tanks to reach, the Germans not only deployed several Soviet-made 85-mm cannons captured in the early stage, but also carried more than a dozen sets of multiple rocket launchers up the mountain. When the Soviet officers and soldiers occupying the village gathered their forces to launch a flank attack on the main position of Mirdorf, they suffered heavy losses from rockets falling from the sky, and the Soviet tanks that tried to attack the city of Mirdorf along the road were also attacked by accurate artillery fire, and their side and back armor could not withstand long-range hits from 85-mm shells, and five T-34s were devastating in a short time. In order to relieve his worries, the Soviet commander had to send exhausted soldiers to launch a battle to seize the mountain. Located west of Myrdorf and adjacent to the Isar River, the mountain is less than 100 meters above sea level, 1.5 kilometers wide from east to west, and about 4 kilometers long from north to south. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )