Chapter 1293: The German Army's Grief and Indignation Counterattack

The shock of the artillery fire shook the German battalion commander Collist from the bed by the artillery fire, and then deftly drilled into the bottom of the bed.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Russians attacked?! ”

A smoke-covered soldier rushed to his dormitory and shouted, "Battalion commander! The Russians fired! Battalion commander, where are you? ”

"Damn! I'm here, help me up! We're going to fight back! ”

"Battalion commander, what are we going to fight back?! We are already surrounded by them. ”

"With mortars, of course, let's go to the arsenal and move those mortars out, we can't sit still and wait any longer!"

The Soviet artillery fire soon ended, and all that remained was the aimless machine-gun fire of the Germans, and the Germans fell silent after a random fight. After the routine artillery harassment, the Soviet soldiers then fell asleep.

The German and puppet soldiers could no longer sleep, they had to fight the fire last night, relying on the city's wells and constantly pouring water on the burning houses. They were busy fighting fires, searching for the dead, and bandaging the wounded.

It was early in the morning, and the fires in the city did not subside until the sun rose.

However, when the time came to four o'clock sharp, the Soviets began to fire artillery again! The soldiers were also awakened by the cannons, and they were also acting as a group of spectators watching the jokes of the German army.

The extinguished flames were rekindled by the explosion, and this time, the German and puppet soldiers, who were almost mentally broken, could no longer stand it.

At most, they ensure that the center of the city will not burn, and the wooden buildings on the outskirts of the city will catch fire.

In this round of shelling, the Soviets actually killed two enemies. The reason for such a small damage was entirely because the Germans, who could not stand it, simply burrowed into the cellars one by one.

The battle has been going on for almost a whole day, if the Soviets were going to attack the city, they would have been able to occupy it yesterday, they were just a simple artillery bombardment, so the best way to avoid artillery is to learn rats!

When the dust settled, the disgraced German soldiers came out of the cellars and basements.

"Go to your respective posts and guard against the attack of the Russians! Cough! Cough! ”

The battalion commander Collist looked as sloppy as his soldiers, he inhaled a lot of dust, and his whole lungs twitched violently from time to time. His mental condition was even worse, and he had only slept for three hours since the battle had started yesterday morning. If he just sits quietly, he can still sleep three hours a day, but he is always busy.

The arsenal of the Loyev defenders was housed in a cellar, where a cellar for sauerkraut was originally stored, but now a large number of bullets and a large amount of flour are piled up.

The railway branch line that runs through the city was not damaged by the bombardment, but the wreckage of the collapsed buildings left the tracks full of scum. To make matters worse, the building of the freight terminal was blown up.

The Soviet 70-mm recoilless artillery shells were not very destructive to concrete buildings, but the buildings would still collapse if they were bombed too much and too often.

There are no buildings in the city that have not been bombarded, but many of them have only collapsed some walls, and their foundations are still intact, so the basements are also intact.

Seeing the ordinary soldiers moving towards the outskirts of the city, Collist also shouted hoarsely to the more than 20 soldiers in the cellar: "Hurry up, pull all the adjusted mortars, and move all the shells out!" We're going to fight back! ”

Blindly bombed, Krista felt that she was a coward, and that breaking out would be used as a target for machine guns, so she had to use mortars to demonstrate.

The German front-line units, each company had two 80-mm mortars, which had a range of up to two kilometers, and the power was also very gratifying. As for the second-line troops, because of their main function of controlling the occupied territories, there are not many offensive weapons.

Originally, the thousand-man German and puppet troops stationed in Loyev had only three such high-powered mortars, and there were not many shells, only 100 rounds.

The soldiers carried the barrels out of the cellar and, under the instructions of the battalion commander, cleared an area of gravel from the street in front of the cellar, which was used as a position.

"Three mortar positions were quickly completed, and the ammunition was ready for me!"

Collist watched as the barrel was clamped to the tripod, and then the artilleryman couldn't help asking: "Battalion commander, which area are we bombing?" This cannon can hit up to two thousand meters away! ”

"Bombing in all directions, of course! Bomb those forests! Collist roared hoarsely, and in the eyes of the artillerymen, their officers looked like Shi Lezhi.

Mortars do not require too much training, after all, the weapon is designed to cover an area by projecting a large number of shells in a short period of time.

However, the Germans had too few shells in stock, and the artillerymen clearly understood that they were designed to fire once in three seconds, and each cannon was divided into thirty shells, wouldn't it be done in two minutes?

The artilleryman asked again: "Battalion commander, we only have a hundred shells, and we can finish them in a short time, do you really believe that we can plow all the surrounding cities?" ”

"Damn it! Cough! Cough! Collist suddenly coughed violently, he squatted on the ground and covered his mouth with his hands, only to feel a stream of liquid spurting out of his mouth, and then looked closely, his hands were actually stained red with blood.

"Damn! My lungs have been shattered by Russian fire, and we can't let them be arrogant anymore. As he spoke, he reluctantly stood up again, pointed casually with his right hand, and ordered: "You just fire in that direction, cover an area about 1,200 meters away, about 500 meters wide, and finish all the shells for me." I think there must be a group of Russians in ambush, and all the Russians in that area have been killed! ”

The artillerymen were ordered, and they quickly adjusted the ruler and the direction of alignment. The auxiliary soldiers pried open the wooden boxes and took out all five shells inside. A total of twenty boxes were pred open and evenly distributed among the gun emplacements.

"Report to the battalion commander, the first is complete!"

"Number two is over!"

"Three-numbered finish!"

Corlist was eroded by the flames of revenge, and he didn't care if he would anger the Russians or not, in short, he didn't say anything after being humiliated, it wasn't a man. What's worse is that seeing himself coughing up a pool of blood, he even feels that his life is short, and this is probably his last war!

He raised his right hand high, "A gun position is ready, every ten seconds, until the position is finished." ”

The gunners were given the order and were holding a heavy shell, and several of the secondary shooters were also carrying the shells, ready to supply.

β€œfeuer !”

Mortar shells were all fired at subsonic speeds, so there was only a dull sound of artillery fire, which could not be heard by the Soviet troops in ambush a thousand meters away.

However, as the shell flew high at an angle of 61 degrees, the whistling of its tail piercing through the air became louder and louder, and the Soviet veterans, who were laughing at the enemy's bombing, immediately realized what had happened.

"It's enemy artillery! Lie down! ”

The veterans waited like this, and quickly burrowed into the trenches and paratrooper pits, curled up into balls with their heads in their hands, and even burrowed into the holes they had dug to avoid the artillery.

However, there were some people who were slow to react, and when the shell touched the ground and exploded, they immediately felt the stimulation of the explosive storm.

The German mortars bombarded Balzen's reconnaissance battalion and the Yevgeny battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 284th Division, and the shells exploded in their forward positions, and casualties followed!