Chapter 147 Street War

Pick! Pick! Pick!

The assault rifle made a very rhythmic sound, like an old printer in the hand of a senior secretary. Lin Neng turned his head and saw a bearded "big-eared steel helmet" lying two meters to his right. The man held a mp44 with a brown butt stock, looked forward, lowered his head and raised the assault rifle flat, shot three or four shots without aiming directly, and then took back his hand and gun, and looked up again after a few seconds. This kind of shooting method reminded Lin Neng of the battle scenes in the local conflicts in Africa seen in the new article program that year. The accuracy of such shooting can be imagined, but those combatants are informal civilians after all...

The bullets were still shot in the rubble or flew over the head in a random manner. Lynn thought about it, found a "lucky rearview mirror" from his bag, and slowly lifted it up with his body slanted. The battlefield in the mirror was more complete than the hasty glance before: the broken building could hardly see a complete wall, but only supported the remaining structure with square cement columns, and its area was about 700 to 800 square meters. From the steel helmets and figures he could observe, Lynn estimated that forty or fifty German soldiers used this place as a combat position - including the indistinguishable injured and the dead.

This building is adjacent to the relatively spacious street. Looking down the street, you can vaguely see a broken barricade in front of you. There are many soldiers on both sides lying in a row, and several t-34 with open hatch covers. Some are just hanging down the cannon barrels, some are still smoke coming out of the cabin, and some tanks seem to be lying further away. Because the level of his position is too low, Lynn cannot observe the situation there with certainty.

Perhaps because of the two heavy anti-tank guns on the German barricade position, the Soviet tanks did not attack from the front of the street for the time being. There were three or eight groups of Soviet infantry, like cunning field mice, jumping along the ruins on both sides of the street, and even brought a Deshka heavy machine gun to the front half of the street. The second floor of the building remaining in the second half, from which the German positions were fired violently from there. With the adjustable shooting angle and power of the flak88, Linn knew that the German gunners could remove this firepower point with a shell, but they were probably concerned about extremely limited ammunition. In addition, the firepower of the Soviet heavy machine guns could not pose a direct threat to the artillery position for the time being, so he let it continue to jump around.

In this case, Lynn hoped that an armored vehicle from his troops would suddenly appear, and quickly remove the Soviet firepower points that pose a great threat to the German infantry with the vehicle-mounted machine guns. On the way to the position from the air raid shelter, he saw a character in a ruin that was originally very suitable for completing this task, an SD KFZ 222 armored vehicle burned into scrap iron.

"Tank! Front! Tank!"

Suddenly, someone shouted in a monotonous and loud voice. Lin En quickly turned the mirror and found the Soviet tanks among the ruins of some collapsed buildings hundreds of meters away in front of them. Their paint was different from the olive green I saw on the battlefield in the past. It was a dark but obviously different from the German gray color. When walking between the burnt rubble piles and the broken walls, it had a good degree of integration with the surrounding environment. However, these guys using high-power diesel engines always had obvious black smoke when they moved, and coupled with the particularly loud engine roar, it was simply empty talk to maintain a high degree of concealment during the attack.

With the emergence of these Soviet tanks, the number of Soviet infantry in brown uniforms in front of them suddenly increased. Lynn saw hundreds of them at a glance. In the past few months, these long-standing Russian veterans have conquered many strong defense cities in the Baltic coastal countries, Poland, Hungary and eastern Germany, thus accumulating rich street fighting experience. Only those carrying the Teggalev light machine guns may

The Soviet soldiers of Deshka air-cooled heavy machine guns quickly occupied the commanding heights in the ruins, and then began to suppress the German troops on the side of the ruins with continuous and fierce firepower. Some Russian infantry cleverly used the terrain to advance step by step. They were not in a hurry to launch a direct attack on the ruins, but after approaching, they crawled behind any obstacles that could withstand the penetration of bullets, waiting for their tanks to go around in front along the gaps in the ruins.

The Soviet army's ground attack method and intention can be seen at a glance. The German soldiers who used the dilapidated building as a defensive position rose up and fired against the Soviet infantry who arrived early, and the gunshots suddenly became fierce. Since they arrived at the front line, they could not hide behind the rubble and secretly observed the battlefield. Lin En quickly put away his lucky night vision goggles, and was about to shoot at the opposite Soviet army with the point he was best at, but unexpectedly saw the bearded man next to him being shot and killed in the battle. The oncoming shot hit the door directly. The tragic phenomenon made Lin En even more worried was that it did not look like a stray bullet or a series of bullets, but was shot alone through aiming. In other words, it was likely to be the "masterpiece" of a Soviet sniper!

In such a complex battle, Lynn was unable to find the threat in the ruins opposite, and there were probably not only one or two snipers with accurate shooting skills in the Soviet offensive forces. He pressed his body and turned his head to look back. Veteran Wolflum poked his head from time to time and shot forward, but the time was exposed was very short. As for Brück, Bruel and others, they didn't know whether they were loading bullets or waiting for their clear instructions, but they did not see them appear rashly at this time. As for Noah, his "tank killer" and the only remaining rocket were obviously to be used at the last moment.

Just after Lin En hesitated for a while, the shells shot from the front fell down with a short scream and exploded in the ruins less than ten meters apart. Lin En immediately leaned down and heard someone wailing. In a moment, the helmet and gun parts fell heavily to the ground - even if the tragic phenomenon just happened was not seen, the content could be imagined.

He made up his mind, clenched his teeth, and leaned up with the assault rifle. The magnification scene in the infrared telescope was still blurry. Lin Neng could not find the calmness of looking for the target calmly. He hurriedly pulled the trigger, and immediately "stopped the work" after three shots. He gasped in his back against the rubble. He couldn't help but feel shocked: What's wrong with me?

The performance just now is far from the self-assessment of the "battlefield elite". Perhaps even the veterans who have fought several battles are not as good as those of them. Lin En was disappointed. Could it be that he fell into the quagmire of fear because he wanted to protect himself too much, or because he had not fought in broad daylight for a long time and was at a loss?

On the battlefield, too many thoughts turned into distracting thoughts. Lin Neng took a few deep breaths and tried to calm his mind. During this process, several more shells roared down. In addition to howling, he could also hear someone shouting "Blasting Group". When Lin Neng picked up his confidence and raised his gun, he saw several "big-eared steel helmets" bowing along the ruins under the cover of his companions. The two t-34s led by the enemy had appeared in front of the building, and the side they were on just avoiding the attack of the two anti-tank guns from the German barricade. Once the broken building was captured with the cover of the accompanying infantry, the German barricade defense line would be broken from the flank.

It seemed that the German soldiers' attack attempt was detected. The machine guns on the front of the two tanks ejected angry flames one after another, and some Soviet soldiers crawling in the ruins behind also used their tanks as cover to advance again. The combat situation quietly developed in a direction conducive to the Soviet army. At this critical moment, the German soldiers who were scattered forward stopped. Lynn saw that some of them were holding the improved 150 44mm "Iron Fist" anti-tank rocket launcher (the significant difference from the previous model is the dome-shaped cone medicine cover.
Chapter completed!