Chapter 1674 Close combat

"Over there! The German command headquarters is right over there! Everyone, follow me, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Your Majesty, try your best to catch them alive! It doesn't matter if you are a small fish or a shrimp, prepare to fight!"

"Grenade!!!"

boom--

This is a team from the 1st Battalion, 3rd Company and 3rd Platoon of the 1st Infantry Regiment of the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division. It is composed of two fully-manned infantry squads. It is equipped with all the required infantry equipment and also uses The latest AK-44 assault rifle.

Although it is a batch of old prototypes that have been eliminated by the Combat Engineer Battalion, its performance is still stronger than most small weapons of this era and has epoch-making significance. At this moment, they faced only one combat mission: to capture the half-buried bunker with civil fortifications in front of them that looked like a headquarters.

His keen intuition told the platoon leader that he could definitely catch a bunch of big German fish in one net, and maybe he could also get a bunch of confidential documents to open his eyes.

Seven or eight lemon grenades flew straight into the trench without seeing the enemy at all. Even if the enemy was not seen, a wave of firepower must be suppressed first, especially when entering the trench, which is easy to be tricked by Lao Yinbi. When fighting in a certain area, a wave of grenades is better than anything else. This infantry tactic has become the basic operation of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division.

The explosions of huge grenades echoed inside the trenches, instantly raising large chunks of dust. The Red Army soldiers, who had no time to check the results, almost stepped on the fallen soil and jumped into the trenches at the same time. With extremely vigilant eyes, he immediately looked around as he raised the steel gun in his hand, but all he saw was the mutilated corpse at his feet that had been blown up by a grenade.

Was the German corpse at his feet killed by a grenade? Or was it that he died before he turned into such a mutilated piece of meat?

In the current situation, this is obviously no longer important.

What is important is the half-buried headquarters bunker that is already within easy reach. This is the only goal that all the Red Army soldiers in the team long for.

"Load the bullets and follow me! Be careful!"

If it were an ordinary German bunker, the Red Army soldiers would definitely choose to directly greet them with grenades, blow up the German guy, and then go in to do business.

But at the moment, the bunker, which looks like a headquarters and has a bunch of antennas plugged outside, is designated to have some big fish. The soldiers holding the AKs tightly in their hands can only rush in with a relatively spread out assault formation.

There may be casualties, but compared to the intelligence that can be captured and the important prisoners captured, there is no doubt that this risk is worth taking.

"The Russians are coming in! Shoot, shoot!"

"Get down! Protect the colonel!"

"Uhhh!!!"

Da da da da——

Dong dong dong dong——

A burst of noisy shouts, accompanied by the crackling sounds of various small arms fire, instantly sounded like a symphony like gongs and drums at a literary performance.

The reaction of the German troops in the headquarters was not slow. They had been prepared for a long time and immediately picked up the weapons in their hands, pulled the triggers, and fired fiercely at the enemies pouring in from the entrance.

But whether it was in terms of personnel quality, combat skills, or equipment and firepower, the German troops in the headquarters were no match for the Soviet army.

In terms of personnel quality and combat skills, the German troops in the headquarters are either staff officers, civilian personnel, or commanders, and at most two guards.

The Red Army soldiers who poured in from the outside were all elite field troops and a large number of veterans. Their combat experience and combat skills far exceeded those of the German troops in the headquarters.

In terms of equipment, the Red Army soldiers held AK-44 assault rifles, Bobosha submachine guns, and SVT-40 semi-automatic rifles with bayonets. However, most of the weapons held by the German army were pistols for self-defense. What is remarkable is that the two guards also held MP40 as the "mainstay". Such small-arms firepower was obviously not enough in front of the Red Army soldiers.

A short but fierce exchange of fire soon came to an end and the dust settled.

A few seconds after the echo of the last gunshot dissipated, the platoon leader could be seen holding the steel gun tightly in his hand, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Among the German corpses lying on the ground in front of them, there were almost visible officers everywhere.

It's a pity that they just fought indiscriminately and fought hand-to-hand without any care at all. They basically defeated all these German sticks and beat them to pieces.

Most of the gunmen covered in bullet holes had stopped moving, and the few that could still twitch a few times had too much air coming out and too little air coming in. It looked like they would not live long.

Knowing that he was not waiting for his time, the leader of the platoon did not dare to delay. He immediately walked quickly to the visible German stick with the highest rank and squatted down. He grabbed the collar of the German stick who was about to die and asked immediately.

"Which army are you from!? Are there any reinforcements on the way? How is the defense situation at the rear? Where are you hiding the confidential information!? Tell me quickly!"

"Comrade platoon leader! Bucket, that bucket!"

"What!?"

The platoon leader, who was reminded loudly by the soldiers behind him, turned his head and saw a raging flame dancing in a hard-to-see iron oil drum placed in the corner, swallowing up the orange fire.

In this season, even the dogs wouldn't believe it if the Germans made such a big bucket and lit a fire to keep warm.

At this time, put such a big bucket here to make a fire. Even the pigs can almost guess what is burning in the fire.

"Suka!!! Put out the fire quickly and kick the bucket down! Quick, quick, quick!"

"Water, bring the water from the table!"

"Step on, step on with your feet first! Quick!"

No one paid attention to the half-dead German soldiers. All the Red Army soldiers who rushed into the headquarters were busy rescuing the documents in the bucket that had not had time to be burned.

After working around in the water and covering the ground for a while, the documents in the bucket that had not yet been burned were finally saved, but very few of them could clearly see what was written.

After finishing this matter, I turned back to look at the corpses of German soldiers lying on the ground. Those bastards who had just breathed their last breath were now completely dead, and there was no movement at all. Just like that.

The leader of the platoon, who didn't catch anyone alive and only grabbed part of the documents, felt that he was really unlucky. He finally rushed to the front and was the first to pick up the German command post, but he only managed to get so little.

I was thinking about how to report to my superiors later, but I never thought that at this moment, a tall figure suddenly walked in under the protection of everyone.

"Who is leading the team? What happened here? Report the situation!"

??Brothers, tonight Corgi will go to the hospital to keep vigil. As always, his family members are in the hospital. I will update this first and will make up for it another day.

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