Chapter 125: Strangulating Yelnia (7) (Revision)

The brutal close-quarters hand-to-hand combat in hand-to-hand combat is the exclusive battlefield for infantry. In this kind of "crowd brawl" battlefield with tens of thousands of people fighting face to face, nose to nose, and even punching and kicking, tanks have been driven onto the German positions. Rashenko, however, could not help his friendly forces much.

A single shot of a 76mm grenade can ensure that there are no humans or animals left within a radius of twenty meters. Even if a vehicle-mounted 62mm DT light machine gun is used to strafe the Germans, it is very likely to injure friendly forces.

From his commander's position, he looked at the infantrymen of the two armies who were already struggling with each other and turned into a mess. Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope and looking helpless, was really powerless.

"All vehicle crews remain on standby! It is forbidden to fire unless there is any certainty that friendly forces will be harmed. It is only allowed to fire cautiously if friendly forces will not be harmed."

When Malashenko, who commanded his own independent first heavy tank breakthrough battalion, issued such an order on the battalion-level radio communication channel. In the infantry trench where blood and sword light were constantly flashing, Ernst Backmann, whose eyes were red with death, was resisting the Soviet troops surrounding him with several SS soldiers beside him.

After using up the MP38 submachine gun in his hand and the four magazines he carried with him, he realized that this water-like full-automatic firepower was simply not enough to sustain a cruel and prolonged close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, so he threw it away. Buckman, who had an MP38 submachine gun with a smoking and hot barrel, immediately picked up a Mauser 98K rifle with a bayonet from under a corpse beside him and held it in his hand.

The three SS soldiers, who were leaning against each other back to back, all held Mauser 98K rifles with bayonets in their hands, and looked warily at the Soviet infantry surrounding them from all sides. Emphasizing the firepower output capability of the infantry squad does not mean that the German infantry's hand-to-hand combat and close combat capabilities are poor. On the contrary, the SS troops who were armed with a fanatical fighting will after applying the standard militarized training of the Wehrmacht naturally have excellent close combat capabilities. And know.

The clash of hateful eyes between each other finally turned into a final roar after a few seconds.

The Soviet infantrymen holding bayonets, Mosin-Nagants, took the lead in charging towards the three surrounded SS soldiers with an absolute numerical advantage. The three SS soldiers, who had begun to breathe a little faster, were still able to barely survive in the face of danger. In the chaos, the famous Leopard King in later generations began to fight for his life as an infantryman with his comrades beside him.

Frankly speaking, although Ernst Bachmann, who officially joined the army in 1936 and joined the Waffen SS, was young, he was still a veteran with relatively rich practical experience.

Buckman, who has served as a rifleman, machine gunner, and now submachine gunner, is familiar with almost all the various infantry-standard light weapons of the German army. He once again picked up the Mauser 98K rifle that had been away for a long time. This kind of rapid The familiar feeling of returning to the state quickly drove Buckman to grasp the blood-stained gun with both hands and thrust forward.

Buckman, who was on the defensive side in the close-range hand-to-hand combat and did not need to consider the forward running movement of his feet, undoubtedly had the upper hand in the attack. Counting the thrust distance of his arms, the tip of the bayonet hanging under the Mauser 98K rifle happened to be accurately inserted into this man. The throat of the Soviet infantry before they had time to stop.

The precise timing of the attack meant that the Soviet soldier who was stabbed in the vital part did not even have time to raise his gun to fight back. Due to the inertia of the body running forward, the bayonet penetrated the back of the spine from the throat and was broken instantly. The Soviet infantryman who suffered from spinal nerves immediately lost control of his body and fell to the ground on his back with blood gushing out of his throat.

Buckman, whose face was sprayed with hot blood from his throat, didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his face. Although it was slightly difficult, Buckman still struggled to pull out the bayonet blade stuck in his spine.

The supreme principle of cold weapons "one inch longer, one inch stronger" in close-range hand-to-hand combat is by no means groundless. Buckman, who is well aware of this principle, will never give up the bayonet 98K rifle in his hand until the critical moment. Compared with the Soviet bayonet, The German engineer shovel, whose Mosin-Nagant rifle was more than twice as short, could not take any advantage in this case.

The three SS soldiers, standing together in a back-to-back covering position, killed the enemy closest to each of them with a single blow.

But this repeated process of stabbing and pulling bayonets and rifles will undoubtedly take time, and this seemingly inconspicuous time is enough for other Soviet infantry who are surrounded at the same time.

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The numb sound of the bayonet digging into the flesh sounded in Buckman's ears like fingernails scratching across a blackboard. An SS soldier leaning on the right side of Buckman's back was the first to be hit by the Soviet infantry. After sending the bayonet into the chest of the invader, the Soviet infantry still could not understand his hatred. The angry and hateful expression immediately prompted him to hold the gun body with both hands and slash the bayonet from below the SS soldier's chest.

The most vulnerable part of the chest along the center of the ribs was slashed by a bayonet. Many organs, including the stomach and liver, were cut in half. The SS infantry immediately fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face, and the blue-gray intestines were mixed with it. Blood flowed from the wound and spread all over the floor like a butcher shop that had been knocked over.

After a successful blow, the Soviet infantry picked up the bloody bayonet and turned back the Mosin-Nagant rifle, preparing to pursue the victory and deliver a fatal blow to Backman, who had completely exposed his back and exposed his weakness.

But at this moment, the disemboweled SS infantryman who should have been certain to die was struggling with his last strength to be able to die on the spot. He dragged his intestines all over the ground and threw himself forward to hug the Su. The legs of an army infantryman.

"Bachman! You idiot! Behind your back, behind your back! Kill this Ivan!"

Buckman, who had just come to his senses after pulling out the bayonet, turned around when he heard the screams of his comrades behind him. The bloody rifle bayonet in his hand was almost violently moved by subconscious body movements. The ground is sent forward.

Da da da da——

A crisp burst of submachine gun fire suddenly sounded almost at the same time as the sound of the bayonet in Buckman's hand. An entire infantry squad of the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment Wehrmacht immediately rushed forward to support them after realizing that the friendly forces were surrounded. The last few half-full submachine gun magazines were poured almost all at once on the surrounding Soviet soldiers without any hesitation.

Looking at the middle-aged SS veteran at his feet who had exhausted his last bit of strength and died, the bloody face that had reached out to hand him a cigarette an hour ago seemed to the panting Bachman. So familiar.