Some of the German defenders continued the counterattack using windows as shooting holes, and they were soon named for headshots.

More than a dozen Soviet soldiers were squatting at the gate of the building, and several grenades were thrown into it. They chanted Granada, reminding the soldiers who followed that there was about to be a big explosion.

Suddenly, a series of loud noises occurred, and a large amount of smoke and dust poured out from behind the door. The dozen or so men swarmed up, rolling into the dusty room, arms rifle and firing aimlessly. Many stunned German soldiers became shot and groaned helplessly, while the Soviet soldiers decisively replenished their guns.

It's a street fight, and if you're not careful, you'll get shot. So suddenly there was a one-hit explosion in the crowd, and it turned out that it was the Germans from upstairs who threw down a grenade. The man was also immediately killed by the surviving Soviet troops.

Yang Mingzhi continued to rush with his submachine gun covering his head, and he saw that Kharkiv, who had been ordered to report the news, was also on the way to attack. "This kid is also immortal!" Yang Mingzhi smiled slightly and rushed into the smoky building.

The mortar just now stunned many people in the German command, and Schneider was on the second floor, and he saw that the windows had been completely blown up, the glass was scattered all over the ground, and the Soviet soldiers were still attacking.

"Gentlemen, the last time to fight for the Führer has finally arrived. We will fight to the end like the ancient Teutonic warriors. ”

He said this, and not everyone responded to him, because many people had been hit by shrenchnel and fell in pools of blood, or had been blown up into fools, and several people were curled up with their heads covered.

Yang Mingzhi fearlessly rushed into the building, and the soldiers fired wildly above the corridor. A few guys who were not afraid of death strafed the way, and they went up to the second floor, but they were knocked down by enemy fire.

"Damn it!" Yang Mingzhi watched with amazement as the soldiers who rushed forward were shot and fell, rolling down the stairs. So he did not dare to rush into action, but ordered the soldiers to prepare grenades.

Five fighters invested at a specific angle, and the grenade bounced on the wall a few times, and at once it fell to the second floor.

Schneider was taken aback by the sight, and he was cleverly lying under the table and survived the explosion. The others were terrible, shrapnel flew everywhere, and the staff officers who had temporarily picked up their guns were also pierced by countless shrapnel, and they lost consciousness after a snort.

The war is now, and Yang Mingzhi knows that the last time has come. His adrenaline was so full that he even forgot that he was wounded, his arm was bleeding from a bullet wound, and he didn't feel the slightest pain.

Now is the time for heroes, but the surroundings are eerily quiet.

"Deputy division commander, a minute has passed, have all the enemies been killed?" Kharkov, who had already arrived at Yang Mingzhi's side, asked.

"Good question, why don't you rush up and have a look."

Kharkov did not say a word, and it was convenient for a couple of fighters to climb upwards. He quietly looked up to find the ground full of corpses.

"Safety!" Kharkov continued to nervously aim at the corpses, and other soldiers were also walking upwards.

Suddenly, a dormant Schneider suddenly popped out, holding an MP38 and shooting at it. Several fighters fell in response, and the lucky Kharkov was suppressed, and he was not shot.

"Bastard! Go to hell! One of the surviving fighters rushed forward with a single stride, knocking Schneider to the ground with a single blow from the butt of his rifle.

Yang Mingzhi, covered in blood and soot, went up to the second floor of the building, saw the moaning man, and looked at the people who were lying down and dead. "It seems that this is really the enemy's headquarters, and the uniforms of these people are very different from the corpses outside."

He noticed that Kharkov was still in a daze, and couldn't help but kick his ass angrily, and he didn't want to kick him to the ground directly too hard. This kick also woke up the dreamer, and Kharkov came back to his senses and found that he was embarrassed.

"Stinky boy, are you scared into a fool?"

With that, Yang Mingzhi continued to hold the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the German officer who fell to the ground. A closer look at his epaulettes and collar badges is even more shocking, "Aha! This is still a high-ranking military officer. ”

After being excited, Yang Mingzhi did not laugh, but said calmly: "Kapitulation!" Dichnichtverstehen? Kapitulation！ ”

This is an order to surrender, but how can a die-hard person like Schneider surrender so readily. He said a lot of things in Dulu, and Yang Mingzhi only learned some common German from Yelentina in private, and he knew very little. That's why we have to bring Yeretina up.

There wasn't much time given to Yang Mingzhi, and Yelenkina also interrogated her in claw time after she arrived, but the questions she asked back and forth were very disgusting. Yang Mingzhi squatted beside him and listened to Yelian Jingna's exclusivity, and was immediately disappointed.

"This guy is stalling with us! He must have called for reinforcements, and we must get out of here! ”

When Yerentina heard this, she immediately became angry and ordered the man to give important information.

At this moment, Schneider couldn't help laughing and said: "You are very strong, my elite troops are on the periphery, and you can suddenly attack my division headquarters." I Schneider admires it very much, please tell me your number, so that I can die without regrets. ”

Yelenkina was surprised, but still told Yang Mingzhi what she said.

Yes, this man has already explained that he is the commander of the 707th Division, named Schneider, which Yang Mingzhi learned from the guerrillas before the battle. These people were full of evil, they could not confront the Soviet army on the front line, they slaughtered civilians in the rear, and reported their "great military exploits" to their superiors.

After a series of attacks, their decadent circle was exposed, and their combat effectiveness was very average.

This man is dead, and it is also appropriate to fulfill the last wishes of the dying person. Yang Mingzhi paused, "Yelentina, tell him, we are the 284th Guards Infantry Division, and we have never left Belarus......"

Yerentina made no secret of it, this glorious unit, almost annihilated the German 7th Panzer Division, annihilated a motorized division, dealt a devastating blow to the SS Reich Division's Führer Regiment, liberated Mozyri, and attacked the town of Luvanka to cause a big explosion, plus this battle.

Schneider sounded like a dream, "You guys! Haven't you been wiped out, how can you still exist? ”

"We have never been wiped out! The division headquarters is still there, the military flag is still there, and we still have thousands of veterans. Yang Mingzhi said, "Our expansion of troops has taken good root, and the operation for more than a month is aimed at your troops." ”

Schneider breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's the case, if I am defeated by you, I will also be satisfied." ”

"Well, you just go and die."

Yang Mingzhi sentenced this man to death, and the commander of the German 707th Division was publicly shot, and he could also be the last German soldier to die in the conquered town of Kuta.

Walking out of the German command, Yang Mingzhi was like a heavy burden. He sat on the ground with a little messy mind, and there were many corpses lying beside him, including German and Soviet soldiers, and he didn't care.

"What a blood-red dawn!" He looked at the sun, the red Dandan, and the battlefield was also full of blood. Only now did he notice the pain in his arm and found that the blood was gone. "Hell! Mosquito bitten! He untied his leggings and bandaged himself.

At this moment, the radio operator rushed over and lowered the phone.

Yang Mingzhi took the phone, only to hear someone roaring, the content was not very clear, but he understood from the background noise. "Oops! Scouts and enemy reinforcements exchanged fire. ”

Yang Mingzhi, who wanted to rest for ten minutes, immediately stood up, the situation had changed significantly, and he urgently ordered all the troops to gather.

The battle in Kuta Town was over, and when the warriors gathered in the center of the town with their tired bodies on their backs, an astonishing scene occurred.

"Why do we have so few fighters, aren't we two thousand?"

Yang Mingzhi looked at the officers on the left and right, the four battalion commanders were sloppy, and the other soldiers were not having a good time. Suddenly, Yang Mingzhi understood the situation - this battle annihilated the headquarters of the German 707th Division, and his own side also paid a huge price.

In this regard, Yang Mingzhi made a difficult decision -- a strategic retreat. Don't fight! The plan to ambush the enemy's reinforcements was urgently canceled, and the whole army retreated, and after an hour of preparation, the whole army withdrew from the town of Kuta.

The fighters knew that enemy reinforcements were coming, and those who were still alive had to leave quickly.

But there are really a lot of wounded soldiers!

After a simple count, the battalions suffered significant losses. "More than 500 people were killed, the seriously wounded were no longer saved, and more than 200 lightly wounded remained. More than three hundred captured soldiers who participated in the battle survived. Yelenkina simply summarized the data, and Yang Mingzhi was heartbroken to learn it.

He went to the makeshift hospital to take a look, and saw that his wife was really alive and well, and she was taking care of the wounded.

When the husband and wife met, they hugged each other tightly as if they had been reunited after a long absence, and even cried under the inspiration of the tragic atmosphere.

"You stinky girl, I was so scared that I thought you were gone!" Yang Mingzhi hugged her tightly, unable to separate for a long time.

The man has tears and does not flick, the battle in the town of Kuta was unusually bloody, the last time such a battle was in the Battle of Minsk. After that, the troops basically fought a tailwind battle, and only this time did the troops make a bloody investment. The loss of ammunition is huge, and the loss of personnel is also huge, and many veterans have consumed it, and Yang Mingzhi does not dare to think much about it in the future.

He wiped away his tears, and still had to complete the plan to collect warm clothes, but the actual situation was that the clothes could no longer be collected, and the whole town had been blown up.

"Order the troops, collect the enemy's weapons and ammunition, take all the munitions that can be taken, and at half past eight in the morning, we must withdraw from the town of Kuta."

This was the exact order, and the surviving soldiers dragged their tired bodies into action. There were still sporadic gunshots in the town, which were soldiers refilling their guns.

It is very tragic that some of the seriously wounded are eager for their comrades to give them a merciful shot, but how can the soldiers shoot at their comrades. In the end, it is not the seriously wounded who cut themselves off, and self-sacrifice to avoid becoming a burden to the army.

The battle was won, no one could laugh, Yang Mingzhi and his wife sat together, watching the people coming and going in the ruins.

The troops were about to be mobilized, and the lightly wounded were either supported or simply bandaged and walked on their own. A dozen seriously wounded did not commit suicide, claiming that they could continue to fight and stay in the city. Yang Mingzhi deserves to coldly agree to their request, leaving a few more Germans to pull backs.

The fighters are tired and tired, and after a long period of cross-country training, their physical strength is very good. This time, many people still found a lot of good equipment, and the enemy collected a lot of guns and ammunition, as well as their military rations.

The warehouses in the town of Kuta were looted, and the soldiers made a number of makeshift stretchers, which were not used to carry wounded soldiers, but to carry sacks of bread. Despite the huge human cost, they still found some necessities for life, such as leather military boots pulled from the feet of German soldiers.

At half past eight in the morning, the troops retreated decisively, and the battle, which began at three o'clock in the morning, finally ended after five and a half hours.

Yang Mingzhi only hated that time did not allow, and he gave the reconnaissance company of the German 774th Regiment to stop the exchange of fire and retreat on its own. He also led a large army to leave the battlefield and quickly retreated into the forest area to rest.

In this way, the warriors marched wildly towards the forest, leaving behind a mess of the battlefield and a large number of corpses.

The soldiers of the Soviet army have long been accustomed to this, the war has destroyed human nature beyond measure, and there is no way for comrades to die in the wilderness, if they die, they will die, and the rest is meaningless. In just a quarter of an hour, before it was nine o'clock, there was a handful of seriously wounded Soviet soldiers left in Kuta Town, waiting to exchange their lives for their lives.