With the inexhaustible change of weapons all over the world, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers have also changed from cold weapons to hot weapons, and they have replaced the broadswords and spears in their hands with rifles, submachine guns and machine guns.

However, no matter how the weapons are replaced, no matter how good the generals and military strategists are, no one has so far found a branch of the military that can replace the infantry, and no genius has found a tactic and tactic that can completely avoid the charge of the infantry group.

Perhaps the appearance of tanks brought a glimmer of hope to the generals who were dedicated to the study of ways to kill people, but unfortunately, they soon discovered that although tanks could replace infantry in the charge of the capital, the position of the infantry was not much swayed, because it was ultimately up to the infantry to occupy the enemy's position.

± soldiers are constantly replacing weapons with greater lethality, from arquebuses, flintlock pistols, to front-loading smoothbore guns, rear-loading rifles to pull-bolt manual rifles and now semi-automatic rifles and even submachine guns in the hands of soldiers, the weapons in the hands of soldiers are becoming more and more advanced, and the power is getting stronger and stronger, and the damage to the enemy is also increasing, and the great increase in the power of weapons makes it unbearable for those countries that can hardly bear this huge casualties, and people have come up with various ways to reduce the casualties of soldiers. For example, methods such as skirmisher line attacks, infantry and artillery coordination, infantry follow-up after armored assault, etc., but in some countries and regions, the ancient phenomenon of infantry group charging still exists. Shadows of this obsolete tactic can still be seen on some occasions, with the warring sides proving to the world its tenacious vitality with countless mutilated corpses and endless blood.

And it is undeniable that the infantry group charge is a test of the psychological quality and individual quality of a country's soldiers, and it is also a test of the psychological quality and combat quality of defensive soldiers and the command level of officers.

"Lord, the enemy has begun to attack, and they are going to instigate a group attack!"

A soldier loudly told the company commander Zhao Biao that his face was a little pale, but he still held the rifle in his hand tightly.

"Order the pursuit guns to fire at full speed, and the machine guns to output fire at full strength!" The young company commander had apparently seen such a scene for the first time, with tens of thousands of infantry clinging to tanks with rifles and rushing towards them like a swarm of locusts with no end in sight, which was enough to scare some of the less daring people.

Zeng Li'an, the commander of the 103rd Infantry Division, stood in front of the observation post at the division headquarters, watched the scene of the Soviet army's charge, and angrily mentioned the Hotline after connecting the artillery regiment and roared: "Zhang Laosan, you bastard, if you can't relieve Lao Maozi's artillery and provide infantry artillery support within ten minutes, I will immediately send you to a military court!" No, you don't even have a chance to go court-martialed, I'm going to go and shoot you right away!" Shot, you know? ”

"This damn bastard, he didn't even have to provide artillery support for the infantry, if Lao Tzu's position was lost, Lao Tzu would definitely shoot him."

"Pop" shook off the Hotline, Zeng Li'an cursed resentfully, although the artillery division is not allowed to provide artillery support for itself now, but if the divisional artillery regiment can provide barrage interception normally, now those Soviet soldiers have already caused piles of minced meat in front of the position. But now they are swaggering close to the front of the position without artillery interception, which is really an unforgivable fault.

"These old hairy people are crazy!"

The old squad leader gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, and took out a new self-scoop 71 rounds magazine from the magazine on his waist and inserted it into the receiver of Suomi 31.

"Keep shooting, hit hard! Knock these damn old hairs down! ”

The old squad leader cheered up his subordinates loudly, and then fired a long point shot at the front.

"The Russians are crazy!" This was the common perception of the Wehrmacht soldiers on all positions, and tens of thousands of people lined up in such a dense storm formation to charge in a group, even the Japanese, who were known for their boldness, were not so crazy.

The soldiers were a little nervous, at this time the Soviet Russian tanks were inexhaustibly approaching the position, and the machine guns on the tanks were inexhaustibly suppressing the fire on the position, causing great casualties to the soldiers. Although they were inexhaustibly destroyed or damaged by soldiers with bazookas or anti-tank grenades, the tanks behind them continued to rush up.

Zhang Danian had already become a full-time anti-tank fighter at this time, and he had already destroyed four tanks that rushed into front of the position with the 40 rocket launcher in his hand, but he always felt that there were more and more tanks in front of him, and he couldn't finish fighting.

"Quick, get on the rocket!"

He had just finished firing a round of ammunition, ignoring the bazooka that was emitting green smoke and the bullets that were constantly hitting him, and he bent down and shouted loudly, but after waiting for a while, there was no news.

"Junko, you're fucking deaf!" Zhang Danian was furious, no soldier on the battlefield was good-tempered, and even a second delay on the battlefield in the race against time could be the end of his life.

Zhang Danian turned his head and was about to ask, only to find that the soldier who had brought him ammunition behind him had fallen behind him covered in blood, his head had been cut off half by heavy machine gun bullets, and his brains and blood were scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Danian didn't have time to mourn, nor did he hold the corpses of his comrades and cry a few times like those bloody episodes in the film, and then jumped into the trench with a machine gun and fired fiercely at the enemy, because countless seniors have proven that this can only prove that you are stupid and useless.

So Zhang Danian was just stunned for a moment, silently took the rocket from the hands of the sacrificed comrades, loaded it with a bazooka, and then pulled the trigger on the 7-34 that was frantically strafing the position in front, and with a violent explosion, the tank rose black smoke, and the machine gun that was still pouring tongues of fire just now also stopped.

The huge stormtrooping formation of the Soviet infantry gave the Wehrmacht soldiers a sense of powerlessness that they had never seen before, because the number of Wehrmacht soldiers in the front-line positions was too weak compared to the large line-up of the attacking side, and they were also clearly inferior in firepower.

The frenzied offensive of the Soviet army caused several dangers in the front-line positions, as evidenced by the wreckage of several 734 tanks that were destroyed less than 20 meters from the trenches, and these facts reminded the soldiers that they were not far from being breached.

Zhao Biao, a young man who had just graduated from the military academy, was blank in his mind at this time, and the change of the battlefield had exceeded his expectations, just now he was the most important assistant to share most of the work for him on weekdays, and the deputy company commander Huang Qiang had been hit in the abdomen by a machine gun bullet, and now he was sent to the back for rescue, at this time he was facing the biggest test since joining the army.

To make matters worse, the company's two MG42 general-purpose machine guns and two 60 mortars had been destroyed by Soviet tank guns, and now he only had three MG42 machine guns and one M2 heavy machine gun in his hands. There was only one platoon commander and one deputy platoon commander and three sergeant majors left under his command, but the officers had to command ninety-six soldiers to resist the frantic attack of at least seven hundred Soviet soldiers and eleven tanks in front of him, and if Zhao Biao still had time to curse, he would definitely raise his middle finger at the Soviet commander in front of him to hint at disdain.

Although the Soviet soldiers paid heavy casualties under the stubborn resistance of the Wehrmacht infantry, everyone could see that the balance of victory had begun to slowly tilt towards the goal of the Soviet army. As long as they advance another hundred meters, the Soviets can occupy this defensive position, and then let the large army behind advance smoothly, and then swing the entire front of the Wehrmacht, at this time the two most elite infantry in the world finally collided together, the victory of the war is in the hands of two equally elite armies, and the balance of the goddess of victory swayed violently in the roar of the soldiers of Shuangshu.

The corpses of the Soviet soldiers in front of the position had been stacked, and the height of the pile of corpses was constantly increasing, but every time a row of enemies was shot and fell, another row of Soviet troops immediately appeared in the field of vision of the Wehrmacht soldiers, who shouted and turned over the pile of corpses, and continued to stagger forward with bayonets against the rain of bullets, and then were neatly knocked down in the mud by the volley of Wehrmacht soldiers.

The Wehrmacht soldiers had no time to think about it, they just mechanically repeated the action of shooting, loading, loading, aiming, shooting, firing a salvo every two seconds, knocking down a row of enemies, continuing to load, aiming, shooting.

The distance between the two sides was already within fifty meters, and the soldiers had already seen the faces on the opposite side that had become hideous at the moment of life and death: "Wehrmacht soldiers, bayonets!" "I don't know who shouted loudly in front of the position.

"Q on click! Click! The sound of metal clashing sounded everywhere on the battlefield, and the soldiers took out the Mitsubishi military thorn from their belts and inserted it into the sleeve of their rifles, shining brightly under the light of the fire on the position.

This is a duel between the warriors, this is the cry of two countries, this is a war that does not care about right or wrong, but is innocent for the interests of the country and the living space of the nation, in order to win, the soldiers of both sides raised their bayonets and opened their chests to the enemy like soldiers with cold weapons hundreds of years ago.

"Kill!" With the order of the main seat, the soldiers raised their bayonets and rushed towards the oncoming Soviet soldiers.....