"Damn!" Not long after the sound of the cannon stopped, Lancer who had just held an MP38 in his hand and two magazines inserted on the belt, poked his head, with a crisp sound of "boom", a bullet knocked on Lancer's M35 helmet, in the whirlwind, Lancer quickly retracted his neck, but what he saw in a hurry made Lancer even more shocked, the Soviet Red Army was actually nailed to this square under the shelling, poking his head out between the ruins of the building, but no matter what, This attack of the Soviets was not a success, under the fire of the German army, not to mention the corpses that were lost on the ground, they were still a long distance from the German position, and this distance was enough for the German army to play all kinds of light and heavy machine guns!

"Ulla!" A bright red flag suddenly jumped into view, and then the Red Army shrunk in the corner cheered, and the red flag fluttering from the followers rushed out again......

"Damn it!" Lancer threw away the MP38 in his hand, picked up the 98K with the bayonet in front and was ready to pounce, "Woo......" The huge scream came again in pieces, "Boom! "The already ravaged square once again fell into the baptism of the German 105 mm LeFH18 howitzer, and the mushroom clouds of smoke and dust rose again on this not very large square, although the Red Army soldiers rushed through the open square without scruples, but the more realistic thing is that in such a small space, the power of the 105 mm howitzer has been maximized. ＷＥｎＸＵｅＭｉ。 ＣｏＭ

"Damn, shelling again ten minutes apart?" The FF lying on the ground can be regarded as a knowledge, and sure enough, the battlefield is a place where the enemy and the enemy fight their wits and courage, and there is no doubt that this ten-minute interval is enough to trick out a large number of Soviet Red Army to carry out the second charge! Feeling the huge tremor of the ground, a group of otaku who were just going to rush out again under the leadership of Lancer were concerned, and shrank up one by one according to their helmets, only the four captains stretched their necks desperately to watch this gorgeous close-up barrage demonstration, "Tsk, do the Germans also have two brushes!" "FF is clearly very optimistic about the results of this round of shelling!

"Anyway, it's good that I didn't rush out!" Lao Liang lowered his head, a shell smashed out a crater not far away, and the hard soil smashed on the steel helmet with a "boom" sound, and the 4 people who poked out their heads suffered a lot, fortunately they were already gray now, otherwise the blue and red faces would make these 4 guys see people! However, Lao Liang was glad that Lancer was stable (obviously he felt that the MP38 two magazines were too few bullets, so he ran back to press the bullets), and it was not beautiful to be injured by mistake...... At the same time, it is a wonderful thing to say that the Germans did not accidentally injure friendly troops......

"Maozi didn't retreat! It's coming up! Uncle 4's eyes were about to pop out, under the continuous shelling, these Maozi did not collapse, but continued to impact, I really don't know whether to admire their courage or the power of the political commissar!

"Everybody shoots positions and prepares to fight back! 4 Uncle, you and Beiniang go to the first floor to organize those new Ding, deploy a line of defense, if we can't hold on, we will retreat! Lancer shouted, at this time, the fastest dozens of Soviet Red Army has rushed out of the front section and center of the square that was focused on by the German heavy artillery, in order to avoid accidental injury, the German army did not put much ammunition in the position about 300 meters in front of the position, and occasionally two rounds were also accidental, so the tragic contact battle will start again, and the Soviets who charged against the German artillery fire also gained an advantage, the sunlight that had begun to disappear, plus the huge smoke and dust brought by the shelling, The sight of the German soldiers became extremely bad, and the figure of the Soviet Red Army became a faint shadow in the dust, which brought great trouble to the aiming, but unfortunately the price paid for this advantage was too great.

"Shoot!" When the Soviets rushed to a distance of 50 meters, Lancer and others fired, and the first round of platoon guns directly put down several leading Soviets, including the Soviet sergeant with the red flag, but a Red Army soldier behind him did not hesitate to let go of the ** sand submachine gun in his hand, grabbed the red flag that almost landed, held it high, and continued to lead his robes to start sprinting towards the defensive position of the otaku!

The MP38 in the hands of several captains began to speak in pieces, a short shot can open a few holes in a stout Russian man's body, put it down, Lancer next to the long air touched the grenade, pulled off the fire rope, threw it hard, the grenade crossed an arc, fell into the crowd of the Soviet Red Army, a sharp-eyed Soviet Red Army saw it, and tried to pick it up, wanting to return the gift to the otaku, but the dog's gun pulled out a fan, knocking over the Soviet Red Army, The grenade exploded in the crowd as desired, and in the dust and smoke, more than a dozen Soviet Red Army soldiers fell screaming.

Maxine on the second floor of the "Sudden ......" continued to spit out a long tongue of fire, harvesting the lives of Soviet soldiers in the crowd of the Soviet Red Army, epileptic efforts to maintain the stability of his arm, and the two AB who quickly retreated to the first floor also joined the chorus, the two tongues of fire back and forth raged in the Soviet charging ranks, the Soviet casualties were rising rapidly, and the German 105mm leFH18 howitzer was also continuing to shine, This made most of the soldiers of the Soviet Guards fall on the road of the charge, so when night fell, the Soviet Red Army, which had reached the limit of fatigue and pain, had no intention of fighting with the Germans at night.

And a group of otaku didn't have the heart to experience the tragedy and greatness of the war, just panting like dogs, dragging their numb and tired bodies, slowly retreating into the house where they were hoarding ammunition, listening to the suppressed snort of the Soviets not far from the position, the otaku were not in the mood to deal with them, and someone would naturally do the things that swept the battlefield.

"Who!" Hans, who was drawn out of the ranks of the newcomers because of his brilliant appearance during the day, was standing guard in a shadow on the left side of the door with a bandage on his right hand, holding an MP38 in his hand that had been improvised for him, and the muzzle of the MP38 was pointed at a few black shadows that were approaching, but the black shadows with large bags of things did not look like a sneak attack......

"Hey, it's us, the savior of your stomach pouch!" The black shadow continued to approach nonchalantly, and several German transports carried a few big burdens, "Hey, are you the 13th Infantry Battalion, 8th Company, 11th Platoon?" ”

"That's right!" Hans blinked, God knows the number of his troops, well, the system arrangement, it shouldn't be wrong.

"Then let your brothers come out and help, these good things are so damn heavy!" The transporter shrugged, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, and then threw one to Hans, but he didn't expect Hans to rush forward, snatch the cigarette from the transporter's mouth, and throw it away, "Don't you want to die, this is the first line, damn it, God knows how many Soviet snipers are staring here!" ”

"Poof!" The sound of a bullet hitting the dirt was a good footnote to Hans's words, and the 5 centimeters behind the cigarette left a bullet hole, and the transporter who was almost shot was in a cold sweat. "Thanks, man, you saved my life."

"It's fine, but no one will remind you next time. By the way, you can just send the things in, I guess they've already started preparing something to eat by now. Hans shrugged and retreated into the darkness.

When the transporter walked into the house, he saw the otaku who heard the sound of gunfire, huddled behind various objects and holding their guns aloft, as if facing a great enemy, "Hey...... Brethren, we are transporting troops, so is it okay to remove the muzzle of the gun from us? The transporter who threw down his burden and raised his hands was a little helpless.

"Sorry, we're getting nervous!" Lancer flipped out from behind the couch and waved his hands a few times, motioning for the otaku to lower their guns, "See if there's anything good for us." ”

"What else could there be? Some standard goods are just colors, but because the military train that transports canned food came today, the things are more sufficient. The transporter shrugged, pulled out a copy of the paper, and asked Lancer to sign it.

Lancer looked at what seemed to be a list of food supplies, "Uncle 4, right!" ”

"Yes!" Uncle 4 took the list, dragged each bag under the candle, opened it for counting, "10 canned meat, 10 kilograms of vegetables, bread...... Damn, how do I know how many grams of bread there are! Never mind! "After weighing the portion, Uncle 4 will take it as enough," condiment...... Well, I'm going to go! What a, margarine and margarine honey! Is there a shortage of supplies for the Empire anymore? ”

"There's no way around it, after all, it's such a huge army, isn't it?" The transporter shrugged, "It's not that there are natural, it's all things that the generals enjoy!" ”

"That's it!" Bei Niang's face was stern.

"It's a class difference, we're just miscellaneous soldiers." Seeing that Uncle 4 had almost counted, Lan Ther took the list, signed his ghost-like name, and handed it to the transporter, who took a look at it and left, "Uncle 4, go to the back room and make a fire, the brothers have been tossing for a day, and they have to eat something hot!" The pot you found before is still there, right? ”

"In!" Uncle 4 motioned to his team members to carry the supplies and go by himself, "But don't expect me to cook Cantonese food or something for you, it's a pot of stew!" ”

"It's good to have hot food to eat......"; Lao Liang sat on the ground, saying that he had no requirements for food or anything, and after a day's battle, not only did the bayonet red, but he was also smashed by his own people's shells, and it can be said that the whole person was about to go out of shape.

"I hope there won't be any hairs touching it at night!" After saying this, Saber found himself glared at by everyone.

"If you really touch it, your crow's mouth will definitely not be able to keep it!" Epilepsy, who took up most of the couch, said, "Lancer, well, who's going to change the guard in a moment?" ”

"Oh, by the way, Lao Liang, you eat first, you have to make two servings, and leave enough for FF them, otherwise you will be beaten, don't say I didn't remind you! After eating, you go to FF for them, 2 hours later, change shifts, my team will replace you, 4 uncle, because they are many recruits, they will join the other three teams! Lancer assigned the task, and at this time, the smell of food wafted from the back room, and Lancer swallowed unconsciously, "It looks like it's ready to eat, you guys can catch it!" ”

"Yes!" Lao Liang took out the lunch box from his backpack and ran to the back with the mentality of breaking the Olympic 100-meter record.

"Damn! Don't rob it! Be careful to knock over the pot! Line up! He's meowing! Line up! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu poured this pot! "This is the roar of Uncle 4......

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