"Shoot! Shoot! Suppress their firepower! Damn German devils! Keep shooting! ”

Rauquent's angry roar echoed in her ears, and Sharon felt that she had had had enough of the irascible guerrilla's terrifying voice. Looking at the black uniforms of the German soldiers below the hillside, the bullets that constantly whizzed over the bushes where they were hidden, and the comrades who were so painfully hurt by the bullets that they rolled on the ground behind them, a very ominous premonition came over the young Polish partisan.

It seems that this time he and his companions have really kicked the iron plate, and it is definitely not the ordinary supply convoy in Laquette's mouth that is fighting against him now. The neat uniforms, the excellent equipment, the lightning speed of reflexes, the ferocious and furious firepower, the precision of the shooting, all this proves that those Germans below are a well-trained regular combat force. This is not a joke, a guerrilla is a guerrilla, and to fight head-on with the regular army is to kill themselves, not to mention that the following are not ordinary regular armies, and that kind of firepower can be firmly superior even if it encounters the same number of German army field troops, not to mention their tattered guerrillas.

"Captain! I think we should retreat now! ”

Sharonla fired the bolt and withdrew the cartridge casing, and desperately shouted at Laquant, who was brandishing a Luger pistol and roaring wildly: "Our intelligence seems to be wrong, these Germans are not transporting supplies to Surensterkar, they are combat troops!" They are Waffen-SS! ”

"What did you say!"

Laquette clearly didn't hear Sharon's shouting. Sharon fired another shot at the most visible heavy truck in the convoy, then rolled over to Laquent with her long anti-tank rifle.

"What did you say there earlier?" Laquent dragged Sharon into the pit where he was hiding, and he asked loudly as he continued to fire at the convoy on the road.

"I said those Germans were different from what we had before, they were regular fighting units, and I thought we should retreat!" Sharon re-mounted her anti-tank rifle at the edge of the tree pit.

"Retreat! What are you talking about, are we going to run away with our tails between our legs just because they are regular troops? It is not that we have not fought the Germans before, and now we are outnumbered, and they are still pressed by us on the road, and the terrain is also advantageous to us. Just hold on a little longer, and we'll be able to crush them once and for all. Look at that team, there must be a lot of good stuff on it. The people of the village are still waiting for these supplies to save their lives. We've already lost five people, are we going to just go back? I must not spare these German devils. You should be ashamed of your previous words, and your brother will blush for you in heaven! ”

Laquette yelled at Sharon angrily, and then he looked up and shouted to the partisans around him who were still shooting hard, "Keep attacking, kill all these German devils!" Victory is ours, long live Poland! ”

"Long live Poland!"

The partisans shouted feverishly, and they poured bullets even harder at the German convoy on the road, and now they didn't care about saving ammunition, and the convoy below looked full of oil, otherwise how could there be such a powerful escort force, the partisans thought the same as Laquette thought, they all thought that they had caught a big fish this time.

"Attention, aim and hit again! Don't let them rack up their machine guns, God! Who taught you to shoot! Your grandmother? Three people went to the side and took out that machine gun with a grenade! Who still has grenades! Machine guns, suppress the Germans on the side of that car, don't let them get near that ditch! ”

Laquent roared as he issued order after order to his men. Sharon beside him didn't listen to a word, and her mind was now echoing Laquente's words, "Your brother will blush for you in heaven!" ”。

"What would my brother do if he were here?" Sharon gripped the butt of her grown anti-tank rifle, the only thing her brother had left her.

"Help me."

Sharon pressed her finger lightly on the trigger, then slowly rested her cheek on the butt of her rifle as she looked through the crosshairs at the German soldiers on the road who were shooting frantically.

"Give me the answer and tell me I was right in my judgment."

Sharon whispered to his anti-tank gun, "Give me an answer!" ”

"Bang!" With a dull sound of gunfire, a thick smell of gunpowder enveloped Sharon, and although the strong recoil of the anti-tank rifle was partially offset by the two tripods, it still brought an inevitable pain to the girl's weak shoulder.

"Reached the limit?" Sharon slowly unbolted the bolt and withdrew the last shot. Through the smoke, Sharon could clearly see that her shot still missed the target.

"The first shot hit the cab but hit the fender, the second hit the trunk, the third hit the dirt, and the fourth shot didn't hit the target after such careful aiming. The rifling of this gun was completely damaged by the second shot, and it appears that the gun can no longer be used properly until a replacement barrel is found. ”

Sharon sighed, and she put the long anti-tank rifle back and placed it against the edge of the tree pit, then picked up Laquente's Mocinagan and aimed it at the armored truck. She wondered who was sitting in the car, and Sharon was intrigued by the passenger of the guy who had shown over-the-top luck from his anti-tank gun.

She now knew very well that it was not an ordinary transport vehicle, and judging from the layer of armor it covered and the performance of the German soldiers who wanted to get close to the truck, this car might be the armored command vehicle of the Germans that her brother had said, and it must be the supreme commander of the convoy. Sharon believed that if the guy dared to get out of the car, she was 100% sure she would be able to kill him.

My brother once said that in a battle, as long as you can kill the opponent's commander, then the battle is almost over. While Sharon was thinking about this, the door on the side of the truck's bed was slammed open. Sharon hurriedly squinted her eyes and carefully aimed at the open car door, and suddenly a German ** officer jumped down quickly.

"Good! It's a lieutenant! Sharon grabbed the lieutenant's head with a crosshair, but just as she was about to shoot, another German ** officer jumped out of the car quickly, the silver stranded epaulettes glistening in the sun. It was a school officer, and he almost let the big fish go. Sharon quickly pointed her gun at the officer, but what happened next left Sharon dumbfounded. As if by magic, a steady stream of senior German officers jumped out of the truck, and in a matter of seconds, what appeared to be a full squad of senior German officers jumped out of the truck, and they quickly approached the military vehicles in which the German soldiers were riding, and then took their weapons from the hands of the soldiers and began to fire frantically on the hillside occupied by the partisans.

"This ...... Here's what's going on! Sharon was taken aback by the situation, and she shouted at Laquent. ]

"Laquent, there's a large group of high-ranking German officers in that convoy, at least half of them are colonel-level officers! We attacked the high command of the German army. ”

"What!" Laquent was also taken aback by Sharon's words, and he also saw some people jumping out of the truck, but his attention was drawn to the two German machine guns in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to who they were.

"Do you see clearly? Sharon! ”

"Of course it's very clear, what should we do now, now the matter is very clear, so many officers plus such a strong guard all this shows that this is not a transport team but a German high command, if we continue to entangle with them, they may attract countless reinforcements, it is possible that the reinforcements are already on the way, and it will be difficult for us to withdraw by then. We should now retreat at once, the Germans will not rest on their laurels in this attack, and it seems that our camp is about to be moved. Sharon shouted anxiously at Laquent.

After listening to Sharon's words, Laquette also felt that the situation was serious. He began to consider whether he should retreat immediately as Sharon suggested, but when he saw the corpses of the fallen guerrillas around him, his eyes lit up with anger.

"No!" He said categorically: "We must not retreat now, we must completely destroy this German command." It was the best opportunity to combat the arrogance of the Germans, and I felt that it was worth it even if it cost me my life. I'm going to let these German devils know the backbone of our Poles! This may be the last thing we can do for our country, and we will fight to the end, even if there is only one man left. ”

Then he looked at Sharon gently and said, "Sharon, you are still young, and the road ahead is still very long, you should withdraw first." Tell others about our fight, and don't let us die in obscurity. You have to let all the Polish people know that we are not yet defeated and that we are still able to fight. For the sake of the motherland, thousands of people are still fighting against the Germans in all corners, telling everyone how we slaughtered these German devils, don't let our blood be shed in vain, let everyone know. Among the Poles there were also hot-blooded warriors, as well as those who were not willing to be enslaved. ”

"No!" Sharon shook her head desperately.

"If I don't leave, how can I escape alone if you don't leave. I'm going to fight with you! ”

"No! I command you, your brother entrusted you to me before he died, I didn't let you live a stable life and took you on this bloody road, I'm already sorry for Tosval, you have to live, it's an order! Laquent roared at Sharon, "Hurry up, we're going to make a charge, no matter what the outcome is, we're going to fight until the last moment, because we're men." You're different, you're a girl. I don't want you to be dragged by the Germans through the streets. Hurry up, take your brother's gun, hurry up! ”

"No, this path is my own choice, I can't walk it alone, I'm going to fight with you. Otherwise, my brother wouldn't have forgiven me in heaven. Sharon, stubbornly shaking her head, picked up Mosin Nagant and shot at the German soldiers on the road, and a German soldier who was about to climb into the cab of the truck fell to the ground.

"I can't help it! Just like your brother. Well, since that's the case. Laquent raised his head and shouted to the partisans around him: "My fighters. We are now facing a German high command rather than a convoy. They may have called for help. I decided to destroy them before reinforcements arrived. Those who are willing to charge with me stay, and those who want to retreat can leave right now. ”

"Captain, I'll stay. I haven't killed enough Germans yet. ”

"Is it Command? Great, I can avenge the whole of our village! ”

"Kill them! Whoever is afraid of death can get out now, even if I die, I will kill a few German ** officers to avenge those fallen comrades! ”

"Captain, Salensky is dead, Thor is dead, my best friends are all dead here, do you think I'll leave them like a wild dog and run away alone?"

The guerrillas answered loudly as they shot hard, and through the fierce gunfire they answered clearly and loudly.

"Captain, look!" Sharon suddenly shouted loudly.

"What!" Laquent hurriedly leaned over to Sharon's side and looked in the direction of Sharon's finger.

"O my God, you are merciful! That's a German general! Laquent exclaimed with joy.

"Not only that, but two more ran to the back of the car two seconds ago."

"You mean, three German generals fell into our hands." Laquent couldn't believe it was true.

"No, there may be something bigger, they carried a wounded man from the car in front of him, and he seems to be a general, but he is carried by two other generals, and he seems to be a great man." Sharon gritted her teeth.

"Then why don't you shoot." Laquette couldn't believe Sharon would let this opportunity go.

"Just ran out of bullets." Sharon tossed the rifle to Laquette with an unwilling look on her face.

"It's a pity, but it's okay, we'll charge now, you'll cover us behind, and I'm sure you'll surprise those generals if they show up." Laquette smiled and comforted Sharon as he pulled a row of rifle bullets from his pocket and expertly pressed them into the magazine.

"This is the last row on my body, I thought I could capture a lot of ammunition this time, forget it, if we can kill four German generals this time, it will be worth it even if we are all wiped out." With that, Laquent handed Sharon his rifle, and he leaped out of the tree pit and brandished his Luger pistol and roared. "Partisans, there are still a few generals among those German devils! The time has come to dedicate oneself to the Motherland! Under no circumstances can these German devils, whose hands are stained with the blood of our compatriots, leave here alive. Everyone is rushing with me! ”

Then he rushed towards the convoy on the road. The partisans also rushed out of their hiding spots, and followed their captain with their weapons to the Germans down the hillside.

The German Storm Commandos had obviously not expected their ambushers to charge, and their resistance formation was visibly confused, but only for a moment. The rigorous training they had endured was immediately evident, and the soldiers, led by the officers, quickly calmed down, and then began to slaughter the enemy who were screaming at them with a cold but effective attitude. The soldiers shot the enemies who had been exposed to them one by one to the ground. Some veterans even threw grenades thrown by the enemy back into the rushing crowd, and in an instant the guerrillas suffered heavy losses, inflicting dozens of casualties on the guerrillas in the short distance of 100 meters that they almost covered the small hillside with the bodies of the guerrillas.

But the partisans did not hesitate to step on the corpses of their comrades, and after paying a heavy price, they finally broke through the defensive circle of the German soldiers, and the partisans in the front row cheered and pounced on the storm commandos who had no time to change their magazines and reload their bullets.

But before the partisans could rejoice for two seconds, the superiority of the Germans' well-trained troops began to show, the German commandos threw their weapons aside, drew their pistols from their waists and raised their hands to shoot, while the commandos with rifles loaded their bayonets in an instant and stabbed them in the chest without hesitation, while some soldiers drew their infantry shovels and swung them at the heads of the partisans.

Most of the guerrillas were ordinary villagers and civilians before joining the ranks, and only a small number were soldiers who had been trained. In the past few attacks, as soon as they rushed into the defensive circle of those convoys, the German soldiers would obediently raise their hands and let them take what they wanted, and of course they never showed their sympathy to the German devils who surrendered, and usually found a place where no one was around. They had never encountered such fierce resistance as they had now encountered, and they had never seen such a bloody and ferocious enemy.

Before the partisans could react, more than a dozen people had already died at the hands of the German soldiers. Seeing the heads cut off by the infantry shovels rolling on the ground, the blood of those guerrillas was half cold at once, they knew that they would die in battle, but they never thought that they would die so miserably, and all the guerrillas who saw this scene were full of fear. However, after the German soldiers quickly and bloodily eliminated the enemy in their hands, they did not give the partisans a chance to react, and they brandished the murder weapons in their hands and began to fight a counter-charge, and for a time the scene was bloody again.

At this time, a group of Storm Warriors who had been reinforced from the other side also joined the warband, but they used those modern weapons, and although they were also killing, at least they looked much better. Laquent couldn't help but feel a violent cramp in his heart when he looked at the scene in front of him, this guerrilla force was finished, it was already over from the time he gave the order to charge, he overestimated the ability of his subordinates, and he actually wanted these villagers who had just learned to shoot to fight to the death with these well-trained killing machines, and he was dizzy. Seeing the quality of those German soldiers, even if he was now leading those regular Polish soldiers, he could not escape the fate of destruction.

A tall German soldier with a bayonet lunged at Laquent, who hurriedly fired the last two bullets in his pistol at the soldier. Laquette struggled to control his violently trembling hand to replace the pistol with a new magazine, when suddenly a bullet grazed his face, and he felt a hot liquid squirt into the back of his head.

Laquent quickly turned around, and saw a German soldier standing behind him with an infantry shovel, but now there was a bullet hole in the middle of the soldier's forehead, and the soldier's eyes slowly dimmed, and then fell to the ground on his back.

"Thank you, Sharon!" Laquent turned and waved his hand toward the hillside, just then he felt a tingling in his back, and then a shiny bayonet slammed into his chest. Laquette looked down at the short bayonet with incredible eyes, and then fell to the ground with a limp, beside the German soldier. The commando who had successfully assassinated the guerrilla leader did not even pay attention to who he had killed, and immediately rushed towards his next prey as soon as he pulled his bayonet from the corpse.

"No!"

Watching Laquette fall in her field of vision, Sharon was about to go crazy, and in just two seconds when she pulled the bolt and reloaded, she lost another person to rely on in her life, and she had been taking care of herself as if she were her own brother and was killed in front of her, this blow was indescribably huge for a girl who was only twenty-three years old.

"No!" Sarah shouted. She trembled and wiped away her tears, picked up her rifle and began to search the crowd for the German soldier who had killed Laquent, but in her eyes every German soldier was the same, everyone looked like the murderer and not quite like him. Sharon wept and scanned her rifle back and forth at the slaughtering spree. Suddenly, a hard object hit the back of her head.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move!"

A grim voice commanded in stiff Polish. Sharon slowly turned around, and four tall German soldiers stood in front of her.

As the butt of one of the soldiers moved, Sharon felt herself plunge into the darkness, and then she felt nothing.