Lancer, who ran out of the building with a roll, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, damn Maozi, he didn't care about the life or death of his own people, and dragged a large-caliber howitzer to attack the building when his group of otaku were still fighting with the Soviet Red Army! 3 shells to solve most of the outer wall of the building, the otaku who lost the protection of the outer wall, shaking their dizzy heads, but still struggling to use various weapons and rush in the Soviet Red Army to shoot, but apparently the other party did not have the idea of stopping, the second round of shelling completely lifted the room above the third floor of the building, and the FF who escaped from the 3rd floor was shaken away by the shells, and the entire back was covered with blood, unconscious, after the 4th uncle checked his pupils, he concluded that the scourge had not wasted 6000 oceans, Sent someone to take the lead and dragged it away, and at the same time, Lancer ordered the otaku to break through! At present, the Soviet Red Army has been rushing in in a steady stream, and as soon as the machine-gun fire of several defense points stops, a large number of Red Army troops will rush up, and the fire of submachine guns cannot be suppressed at all! After the 3rd floor and above were lifted off, the building also lost the ability to guide the shelling, so if you don't leave at this time, you will really be stuck here!

Several machine gunners dragged their light and heavy machine guns, and with the support of Lancer and the others, they rushed out along the crooked path and craters back to the starting point of the otaku a day ago.

"Boom ......" A large number of bullets flew over Lancer's helmet, and then lifted clods of dirt on the nearby dirt, fortunately this time, the otaku remembered to take over the retreat, fire support and the like, a few captains and lieutenants with submachine guns, to press down the soldiers who rushed up from the Soviet Red Army, and then more Soviet Red Army, and then wait for the last man to run in front of him, shoot two more shots, and then run to the back.

However, the Soviet Red Army was not willing to let a few guys who had caused thousands of casualties on their side leave, so they followed the steps of the otaku and rushed up, Bobo sofa made a crisp and loud chirp, forming a barrage behind the otaku, if it were not for the continuous resistance of Lancer and others holding P38, many people would not have escaped the fate of being shot in the back.

"Buzz ......" suddenly came from the sound of tearing sackcloth from the trench before the otaku......

"I'll it! Uncle 4 really filled his pocket! Actually tucked such a good thing! Lao Liang poked his head out and swept his eyes, a slip of the Soviet Red Army was frantically bursting blood, one after another fell into the muddy water, obviously this kind of torn sackcloth-like gunshots, the otaku have not heard less in the past two days, but it is the G34 from the position on the side, which makes the otaku saliva all over the ground......

"Huh!?" Lancer jumped into the trench and found that the G34 was not the familiar otaku, but a blonde German, and there were some Germans with Type 98 rifles shooting on the side, and two sergeants were holding the P38 and shouting loudly, directing the German soldiers to cover the evacuation of the otaku, but the gunfire was muffled by the loud noise of the G34, it seems that after his group went up, the battalion headquarters had sent someone to take over the trench.

One by one, the otaku jumped into the trench with their helmets in their hands, away from the bullets that the Soviet Red Army was chasing after the flesh, but basically after such a day of hard fighting, everyone was wounded.

"Lancer, come and bandage it, didn't you notice that you had been shot?" Uncle 4 is squatting with a few German medics, shrinking in the second line of I-shaped trenches to bandage a group of otaku who have successfully escaped, a day and a night of fighting, plus running in Maozi's barrage for so long, obviously a group of otaku are all with different injuries one by one, AB's shirt has been stripped off, and a German medic is cleaning his gun hole with disinfectant water! AB gritted his teeth and didn't shout hard......

Lancer sat down next to him, put his feet even, at this moment the pain nerves in his body seemed to have just woken up from hibernation, and transmitted a burst of pain to Lancer's brain, Lancer bared his teeth, pulled out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, lit it and took a puff, "cough cough ......" coughed, handed the cigarette to AB on the side, AB took it, took it in his mouth, and then coughed and handed it to Hans on the side, a group of otaku whether they could smoke or not, After taking the cigarette, they took a silent puff, and then let the cheap tobacco leaves choke on their own cough...... The otaku were silent, the newcomers were the first to see this kind of treatment that was almost like hell, panting, and it seemed that they had not recovered from the battle in which they would die in a second, and the veterans were just adjusting their mentality.

After the medic finished tossing himself, Lancer looked at the cigarette butt that had been passed back into his hand, "Captain, count the number of people!" The rest of the personnel check the ammunition! Then confirm your status and complete the treatment as much as possible. Because someone has already taken over the position, before they asked for support, Lancer was happy to let his group of people take a breath first, his group of otaku have been fighting on the front line for a full 72 hours, the substrate is from the Red Army in the morning to "call the bed" to kill and die, until the end of the evening "greeting" welfare, 72 hours of high-intensity combat, Lancer felt that his nerves were about to be broken, so he would make the crazy move of rushing to the front to do artillery guidance.

"Sergeant Lancer!" A German lieutenant jumped into a trench, his mud-covered coat and his pitted helmet already stray from stray bullets, and it was hard for Lancer to remember that this was a tall German Hans, the commander of the 13th Infantry Battalion, who had several connections......

"Lieutenant! What's the damn mission? Lancer sat up, is it so hard for Lao Tzu to take a breath?!

"I told you to retreat and rest for a while, and then you may have to be replenished in the sequence of the attack on the Stalingrad Tractor Plant, and you should rest and replenish your ammunition as much as possible! Oh, and by the way, there's a box of canned meat for lunch! Battalion Commander Hans smiled and patted Lancer, in exchange for a burst of Lancer's breath......

"Thank you, Lieutenant, remember to come over for dinner later!" Lancer nodded, it turns out that there is comedy in tragedy, and the combination of joy and sorrow is ginseng......

"Lancer, it's not very good!" Lao Liang walked over after finishing the count, "In addition to the two unlucky ghosts who fought hand-to-hand before, there are four or five more, and the miscellaneous soldiers in your team don't know where to go, it should be regarded as IA, the most important thing is that FF was also injured by shrapnel, and at this moment the military doctor is pulling the metal piece from his back, do you want to observe?" ”

"Shhh The medic tightened his bandage hard, and Lancer gasped, "No, maybe I won't be able to escape for a while, I'll know what it feels like then, why bother to see FF and lose face, and besides, was that guy from the miscellaneous soldier knocked down or didn't know where he died?" (The personal story of the miscellaneous soldier can be seen in the book review area with fish control, that is, the same person of the classmate of the otaku named otaku in the book.) ）

"I don't know......" Lao Liang looked back, the gunfire suddenly stopped just now, probably because the Soviet Red Army saw that there was no hope of a breakthrough, so they shrank back, the house occupied by this group of tragic otaku before was completely finished, after Lancer they evacuated, the German heavy artillery was the first time

The remaining 3 floors of the building were blown away, and the howitzers above 100 mm were forcibly demolished, and the position where the otaku had been fighting for a day became a pile of broken bricks and tiles, which can be regarded as a coordinated operation of the artillery of the Soviet and German armies on the battlefield

Bar...... And under this pile of ruins may also be buried some unlucky Soviet Red Army, they may have died under the bullets of the otaku, or some of them died under the shells of their own people, "By the way, Lancer, how much do you think the shelling in the morning has been killed?" ”

"If according to the number reported by Bei Niang, after such a long day's work, we have reimbursed three ammunition distribution points, two docks, and a large trench about 60 meters long, at least three or four hundred people at any one, and there is no way to count those sporadic landing points, the most conservative is to kill and injure about 2,000 people." Lancer shrugged, 1 large-caliber stray bullet directly hit the pile, the remains of the corpse can be thrown to a height of more than 6 floors, and the blood mist can shroud nearly 10 square meters, fortunately, the previous New York City has made the otaku directly ignore the corpse or something, otherwise he stared at himself with a telescope instead of shouting excitedly, but vomiting.

"More slaughtered in one morning than we've mixed in the past three days." Leaning on the wicker planks of the trenches, Lao Liang took out the kettle and took two sips, "It's only been three days since I meowed, and I feel like it's been 30 years." ”

"But it's exciting, isn't it, we haven't had a minute here for more than 20 years!" Lancer took a biscuit out of his jacket pocket (I'll take it, the feelings are from Tinker Bell's space bag), threw it into his mouth and chewed, he had eaten too little for lunch, and he was hungry again in a while, damn it, dinner was still far away, okay, pad the hunger first......

"I'll it, I'd rather go back and mix up otaku!" Lao Liang hugged his bandaged arm, damn, Lao Tzu's injuries in his life are not as many as in the past three days......

"Huh...... Who doesn't want to, but this kind of pessimism, let's just communicate privately, don't affect the team members; And if Lao Liang received the order to pull out for a while, FF was still unconscious, so he notified Uncle 4 to act as his team, and then Uncle 4's team was added to the remaining 3 teams. Lancer sighed, reduced his staff by a quarter, B actually assigned a task to attack a tractor factory, it was really to save face, at this time Lancer hadn't remembered that the Soviet tractor factory was for the production of tanks......

P: This is the end of the square...... Well, the next two chapters are more important about recruit training, and I try to send them out all at once, and then I can skip those who don't like it.

In addition, the penguin lady made a declaration of victory...... Let's say that Ya is like a giant who beats a dwarf and then proudly promotes it everywhere, Ya is not boring......