MTL - USSR 1941-Chapter 2 distance

  Chapter 2 Distance

   There was a "bang" gunshot, and the German soldier fell to the ground after a **** arrow shot out from his body.

   This surprised Xiao Yuan, because he never thought that his shot would hit the target, he just wanted to drive the Soviet army to shoot.

  So, when Xiao Yuan saw the resentful gazes of the fallen German soldiers in his direction, a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

   "He won't die!" Xiao Yuan thought to himself: "I killed someone!"

   This idea is ridiculous, because killing people on the battlefield is the right thing to do, but Xiao Yuan is worrying and regretting it.

  However, Xiao Yuan’s intention has been achieved…

Xiao Yuan was not the only one with his fingers tightly pulling the trigger. The sound of the gun sounded like an order to fire, and the entire line of defense immediately rang out in a "bang bang" sound, and then the machine gun also rang out, and the dense bullets were like raindrops. It poured towards the leaping German army, and knocked down more than ten German soldiers who rushed to the front in a pool of blood on the spot.

The battle became intense at that moment. Just as Xiao Yuan thought, the German 50MM mortars quickly played a role, and the shells roared in. Each round of shells exploded and could knock out a single firepower point of the Soviet army. Fried dumb.

   At this time, the Soviet officer was still shouting: "Go to hell, who fired the gun!"

  Xiao Yuan didn't have time to worry about this, what he did was to load the rifle again and again like other people, and then shoot towards the target.

   There was a "bang" gunshot, and a German soldier fell down.

The bullet just hit the leg of the German soldier...the reason for using "just right" is because Xiao Yuan aimed at his body, maybe a piece of mud that fell from the sky flew to the muzzle of the gun before the shot and made it sink slightly, so it hit the leg department.

  The German soldiers fell to the ground with their wounds in their arms, howling like a slaughtered pig, but were soon killed by bullets fired by others.

   "Bang" was another gunshot, and another German soldier fell.

This shot was fired by Xiao Yuan in a hurry, because the German soldier rushed into the distance of 50 meters from the fire gap, and he was pulling the ignited grenade to throw it towards the trench where Xiao Yuan was... As long as it was half a second late, this shot The smoked grenade would be thrown to Xiao Yuan's side and blow him into the sky.

   But Xiao Yuan didn't have the time to think about it, because he knew that this kind of life-or-death situation can be seen everywhere on the battlefield, as long as he relaxes a little, he will be the one who dies.

   Pull the trigger, the gun doesn't go off.

   Make a loading action and then pull the trigger, but the gun still doesn't fire.

   Then Xiao Yuan realized that the gun was out of bullets. He hid in the trench to reload, but because his hands were trembling, he couldn’t fill it no matter what, and the dropped bullets scattered all over the ground.

  Fortunately, the German soldiers had retreated at this time... This was just a tentative attack. The German army often did this, first ascertaining the enemy's firepower and deployment, and then making a targeted attack plan.

   Of course, a tentative attack can turn into a forceful attack at any time, if you can.

  The gunfire gradually weakened, and Xiao Yuan collapsed in the trench like a deflated rubber ball.

   Cheers erupted all around, and the Soviet soldiers celebrated for successfully repelling the enemy and holding the line of defense.

  However, at this moment, the instructor shouted angrily: "Who fired the first shot? Who fired the first shot!"

   No one answered, but a few soldiers nearby turned their attention to Xiao Yuan... The gunshots came from where Xiao Yuan was.

   Unable to hide it, Xiao Yuan replied: "It's me, Comrade Instructor!"

   "Fuck it!" The instructor walked up a few steps and grabbed Xiao Yuan by the collar, his eyes were full of contempt: "It's you again, Shulka, you coward!"

   Shulka?

  Oh, yes, here Xiao Yuan should be called Shuerka!

   "Do you know what you have done?" The instructor stared at Shulka and cursed viciously: "If it wasn't for you, we could have wiped out more enemies, or even wiped them all out!"

   "No, Comrade Instructor!" Shulka replied: "I don't think that's true!"

   "Shut up, you bastard!" the instructor roared: "What do you think? Who allowed you to have your own ideas?!"

  The Soviet army during this period was indeed, as the instructor said, not allowed to have their own ideas, and all the soldiers had to do was to obey orders.

   But of course, Shulka doesn't know this.

   "Take him down!" The instructor ordered angrily: "Let this coward carry ammunition or do something else, I don't want to see this guy continue to cause trouble here!"

"Wait, Artur!" At this moment, an officer came running from the other side of the trench with his waist bent. He was a major with a tall figure and a handsome face, but a faint scar on his forehead showed that he was a veteran with combat experience. officer.

  This reassured Shulka, because only officers with combat experience could understand what he said, otherwise he would be playing the piano against the cow...Perhaps, this is also the reason why the major stopped the instructor.

  The major sat down on the mound next to Shulka and asked, "You just said that this is not the case. What do you mean?"

   "Comrade Major!" The instructor rushed to report: "That was just an excuse for his timidity. I saw him hiding in the trench with his rifle aside!"

  The major didn't respond to the instructor, but just shook his head at Shulka, giving him the right to speak.

   "Comrade Major!" Shulka replied: "The answer is simple, I don't think we should fight the Germans at close quarters in this situation!"

  The soldiers around could not help but "coax" a laugh, the instructor had a bit of disdain and pride on his face, and the bearded man winked at Shulka bitterly and shook his head slightly.

  At this time, the Red Army put more emphasis on spirit and courage. Under the guidance of this kind of thinking, combat is usually charged and close combat. This is why the German army was brought closer to fight just now, but Shulka said that it should not be done...

  Only the major did not smile. He asked seriously: "Why? Do you think our marksmanship is better than the enemy? Or do you think we have an advantage in firepower?"

   "No, Comrade Major!" Shulka replied: "Our marksmanship is not as accurate as the enemy's, and our firepower is also not superior..."

   "And you still think we can't fight melee?"

"Yes!" Shulka nodded: "Because the Germans will have a greater advantage in close combat! They have 50MM mortars, and are also equipped with a large number of MP38 and MP40 submachine guns, while we only have a small number of PPD submachine guns. Put us at an absolute disadvantage within 300 meters!"

   "You seem to have forgotten that we also have mortars!" the instructor sarcastically said.

Speaking of which, the instructor also took a mortar from his side and raised it towards Shulka. It was a 37MM light mortar with a total weight of only three catties. When the base was straightened, it could be used as a shovel. Equipment is very common in the army.

   "Its longest range is only 250 meters, Comrade Instructor!" Shulka replied: "I think the Germans will know this. So, they are willing to fight us at a distance of 200 to 300 meters!"

  (end of this chapter)