"Uh......h Woo ......" mixed with the sound of turbulent air flow, the mournful screams make people's hairs stand on end, and they still look so vivid and piercing in the streets of Madrid, which are full of gunfire.

"Watch the sky! Enemy planes!" a Republican Army officer pointed to the sky to alert his comrades, but as soon as he showed up, he was hit by a sweeping machine gun, and he fell on his back in the trench with a bloody face, his body still shaking.

Stuka swooped down at an almost right-angle angle and unmistakably dropped a bomb on the IRA position, sending the crowds of IRA soldiers in the trenches to heaven with a loud thud that sent rubble and broken glass everywhere, mixed with arms and fingers.

The Stuka bombers dropped their bombs and took off into the air, while anti-aircraft fire on the ground fired frantically at the tail of the planes, and all kinds of machine gun and rifle ammunition were sprayed into the sky as if they didn't need money. But what awaited them was the Spanish Air Force He-51 that covered the Stuka bombers at low altitudes.

"Comrades, pay attention to the ahead! That group of bastards of the Nationalist Army is coming up again!" a machine gunner looked at the officer who had fallen beside him, held the steel helmet on top of his head, looked at the Nationalist soldiers on the opposite side, and shouted loudly: "Let them taste our strength!"

"Bah!" a gunshot rang out. Then the second shot rang out, and then the machine guns roared, and the position, which had just been silenced by the bombs dropped by Stuka, immediately became an uproar, and the Spanish Republican army forged an impregnable position with their flesh and blood.

"Hey, is this the 2nd Company? This is the battalion headquarters......! Right...... You have already taken the position? Very well! Hold on until I give you new orders! You can arrange for someone to rest...... But the position must be secured!OK! Long live the Führer!" commanded a grenadier battalion commander of the 2nd SS Panzer Division, holding a walkie-talkie, to the man on the other end.

Then he put down the microphone in his hand, walked up to an officer who was sitting at his battalion headquarters looking at the map of the city of Madrid, and immediately reported: "Lieutenant Colonel! Our army has taken the conspicuous hotel in the fifth block, and a squad of soldiers from the 2nd Company is arranging in the vicinity. ”

"What about the losses? The enemy made some local counterattacks in the afternoon, and the Nationalists heard that 54 men had been killed. The SS lieutenant colonel took a sip of his glass and asked.

Report. Yesterday our battalion lost 3 killed and 19 wounded. The battalion commander said very distressedly: "To be honest, the national army is far less brave and tenacious than the republican army, and their victory is entirely dependent on new equipment and us." ”

"To be honest, we're not used to this endless war of attrition in the city. In the field, the 2nd SS Panzer Division could advance tens of kilometers or more a day with negligible losses, but on the streets of Madrid, the same losses could only lead to a few insignificant streets. The lieutenant colonel officer said with a sigh.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he asked again, "What about our hunting team, how about in the city?"

"The tables of the hunt team are as good as ever, and they feel like they are in paradise in the city. The battalion commander looked much better when he mentioned the killing team: "Yesterday they submitted a report that they killed at least 49 Republican soldiers and officers. However, we are unable to verify most of the results. ”

"There's no need to risk checking these achievements, people who lie about their exploits end up dead, because every time they exaggerate their achievements, the next time their superiors will send them to a more dangerous place. The lieutenant colonel waved his hand and said with a smile, "That's no different from chronic suicide." ”

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, it is worth noting that there are also some snipers in the ranks of the Republican Army, and one of us has died by enemy snipers. The battalion commander continued: "They learned our tactics very quickly. I think once the war goes into a war of attrition, then they will have more snipers trained. ”

The lieutenant colonel smiled bitterly: "This is a thing that has no way, we can lure our opponents to do the wrong thing, but there is no way to stop them from doing the right thing." ”

In the distance, the shelling began again.

"Franco suspects that there is a command of the Republican Army here. They are shelling areas of their own suspicions. Tapping on the map, the lieutenant colonel said to the battalion commander: "But General Bock thinks that the other party's command should be in the direction of our attack, so I brought 7 tanks and will cooperate with your troops to take this school here in the afternoon." Hope something happens. ”

"I've heard that there are some problems in the country right now, and there are small rebellions going on in some areas...... Is it true?" The battalion commander finally asked the question he was more concerned about: "Some of the new recruits said that the Führer was liquidating the Junker aristocracy and making the domestic army unstable. ”

"It's true, and you can't hide it. The lieutenant colonel snorted coldly: "My family has sworn to stand on the side of the Führer, and those who don't know how to raise will naturally be exterminated one by one." ”

"But I heard from the logistics department that the chaos in the country has affected the production of ammunition, and there are problems on the mine side. Isn't the method too drastic? The barrels and ammunition supplied to our battalion are somewhat insufficient, and now we have several batches of ammunition imported from Italy with copper-shelled bullets. ”

"You can be content, the 2nd Panzer Division has always used inferior ammunition and machine gun barrels produced in Spain because of its distance, and the problem of shelling is quite strict, and it was not until a few days ago that they took Barcelona and got a batch of supplements. The lieutenant colonel was also apparently worried about supplies: "General Bock has already sent a telegram to the Führer, asking the Führer to meet the supply of weapons to the front-line troops. ”

"Is it really so strict?" the battalion commander sighed: "Then this time the grenade was replaced not because of the shortage of materials? ”

"You're wrong this time. The lieutenant colonel said with a smile: "General Bock has seen the power report of the new grenade, and it is indeed stronger than the old grenade, although the throwing distance is about 10 meters closer, but the cost has decreased by 20%, and the production speed has increased by 70%. With this improvement, you'll be able to use twice as many grenades as you would before. Do you say good or bad?"

"It would be nice if the fuse was improved as well. The battalion commander smiled, scratching his head a little embarrassed, but still said something dissatisfied.

The lieutenant colonel smiled and pointed at the battalion commander: "I've heard that it's really improving, but I just don't know how effective it is." ”

Thinking of the turmoil in the country, the battalion commander was a little worried: "I hope our hometown is fine." ”

The lieutenant colonel patted the battalion commander on the shoulder, pointed to the door, and said: "I will return to the general headquarters in the afternoon, so I won't be here to grind, look at this, if your attack in the afternoon goes well, you will be able to drive the republican army out of Madrid tomorrow." ”

"Long live the Führer!" the battalion commander saluted.

"Long live the Führer!" After saying that, the lieutenant colonel changed hands and walked out of this battalion command post on the front line.

In the afternoon, the offensive began.

The characteristic sound of the German machine gun cutting wood began to appear on the battlefield, and the sub-shooter carried the chain of the machine gun bullet into the machine gun, and the bullet flew out of the machine gun with the jet of fire and flew towards the target, instantly knocking down several Republican soldiers who returned fire with their heads exposed.

Tank track chains rolled up dirt belts, dust, and rolled forward. Covering the infantry behind cautiously leaping into one crater after another, the front of the No. 3 tank hung sandbags and maintenance wheels, which were the "additional armor" that the tank crew installed on his tank, hoping that these things could save his life at the most critical moment.

Across the low wall, the German soldiers' long guns and short guns opened fire together, and white smoke was on the opposite position. Most of the infantry retracted behind the wall after firing and began to pull the bolt and push it up, reloading their Mauser 98K rifles.

One soldier had a jammed rifle and had to pick it up backwards and kick the handle on the bolt with his foot to get the jammed cartridge case out of the chamber, because the arm was not strong enough to pull the jammed bolt. It took him a long time to get his rifle back in shape and fire at the opposite side again.

Germany's lack of copper mines has forced it to introduce steel-hulled munitions in its own country. This type of ammunition cannot be stored for a long time, and it is more likely to jam than copper ammunition and affect firing. However, the advantage is that it can be manufactured more quickly, and it can make up for the lack of production of copper-shelled ammunition. Although it affects the use of a certain number of dùs, most soldiers are still accustomed to this kind of bullet that is more pitiful.

Another assault began, shells pierced the sky, blasting a school building in the distance into ruins, shattering glass, collapsing walls, destroying the Republican machine-gun positions that were firing incessantly, and a dozen corpses scattered around, and no one looked at the German soldiers as they bent over and passed by.

In the rubble, the battle flags of the Ernst Thälmann battalion of the IRA were buried under the rubble, and a German war correspondent held a camera to record the exploits of several German soldiers passing by, their faces covered in dirt and snow-white teeth and smiling happily, not paying any attention to the explosions and billowing smoke in the distance.

The battle was much easier than expected, and in the afternoon Franco's army declared that it had taken control of the entire city of Madrid. Although resistance was still ongoing, the sniper's gunfire could be heard occasionally until two weeks later. Organized resistance did, however, be wiped out, and the republican army withdrew from the half-ruined capital city of Madrid.