I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 11: You will pay for what you have done.
The same thing happened on the third floor. Pavlov and his men couldn't hold out for long. Although Lin Chen killed many German soldiers with grenades, the enemy protected the flamethrowers very well, and he couldn't hurt them at all.

Do we need to retreat again? Where can we retreat to?
The enemy has mortars and can bomb the rooftops without restraint, and then you will be caught in the trap.

In despair, a dull "Ulla" sound approached from a distance.
Several survivors of the combat group around Pavlov shed tears of excitement, "It's reinforcements! Reinforcements have arrived!"

It was unclear how many Soviet reinforcements had arrived, but when the German soldiers in the building heard the "Ura" sound that resounded through the sky, they felt something was wrong.

"Captain, let them evacuate! Otherwise, the people in that building will be killed," Adjutant Jingke advised his superior earnestly.

Schumann looked ashen at the moment. He had two choices. One was to order the troops that had rushed into the building to hold on to the end, and then send his own troops to reinforce them and firmly control the building. The other was to order them to withdraw, so that there would be no shortage of firewood.

He really wanted to give the first order, what a shame!

But he didn't have many reserves left, and he had just made a desperate attempt to capture the building.

If there were too many enemies, his men would definitely not be able to defend the building. In desperation, he could only order the signalmen to issue a retreat order.

Then order our own artillery to provide maximum support.

The major officer in the building was about to succeed, but suddenly he heard the sound of enemy reinforcements and the retreat order issued by the regiment commander, and he was extremely angry.

"Why don't we hold on? We are clearly going to take this building! If we retreat now, won't those brothers die in vain?"

"Battalion Commander, let's retreat! The regiment commander has no reserve troops. If we are surrounded and killed, we will have nothing to eat or drink, and it will be the end of us."

A lieutenant officer next to him had a thick bandage on his head, with blood still seeping out, but he still tried his best to persuade his superior.

"Alas, our efforts have been in vain! All units should take turns to provide cover and evacuate this damn building!"

Finally, he decided to give up. His battalion had shed too much blood since the battle began, and he couldn't let the whole army be wiped out here!

After hearing the major's order, everyone immediately retreated in an orderly manner.

"Lin, let's go down and chase them! We can't let these beasts escape!" Pavlov replaced the last drum magazine and prepared to chase them downstairs.

The other people were also eager to try. Who doesn't like to give a drowned man a beating?
But he was grabbed by Lin Chen!
"Do you really think that our reinforcements are coming in large numbers?"

"What do you mean?" Pavlov was stunned.

"If our reinforcements really came in large numbers, instead of shouting 'Ura, charge', we could quietly surround this building and wipe out all the German troops that rushed in. Wouldn't that be more effective?"

After hearing Lin Chen's analysis, Pavlov also reacted.
"You mean our people are bluffing? Damn, are we celebrating for nothing?"

"go!"

"Where to go?" Pavlov was stunned. Wasn't he told not to rush forward?

"Hey, the guests are leaving, aren't we even going to see them off? And if we don't see them off, people will find out!"

Lin Chen did not chase downstairs, but walked to the window and took out a PTRD-41 anti-tank rifle that had been placed long ago (there was no other way, it was too heavy). This anti-tank weapon was equipped in large quantities by the troops throughout the Great Patriotic War, but the effect was not ideal, especially in the later period, the pitiful armor-piercing ability was completely inadequate.

But at present, this kind of weapon has a large caliber and a long range after all, "the one that can draw out pus is a good plaster!"

Pavlov was also dumbfounded when he saw Lin Chen's operation. What was he doing? The enemy's assault gun was so far away, how could he hit it? Lin Chen did not answer. After pulling the bolt, he took out a large-caliber bullet from his pocket, loaded it into the gun smoothly, and then loaded it with a "click". He stared at the German major who was directing everyone to retreat in an orderly manner.

There is no way around it; the twisted epaulettes made of silver thread are just too eye-catching.

Although he tried his best to hide his body and hid behind the ruins wearing a helmet, this kind of fortification was useless in the face of 14.5mm anti-tank rifle bullets.

One shot into the soul!
"Boom!"

The major's helmeted head was blown up, brain matter and blood splattered everywhere, making the surrounding German soldiers seem to see the coming of death.

After a few people shouted, they ran towards their positions like crazy.

At this moment, there is no formation, no rules, no military regulations.

All I have is the desire to escape.

After Lin Chen succeeded in his attack, he quickly rolled to the side.

The German 88 gun quickly covered the window. Although the wall remained intact, the anti-tank rifle was blown to pieces.

"What a pity!" Pavlov felt a little regretful. There were only two anti-tank rifles in total, and one was destroyed in one go. He felt a little painful.

"Hehe, replacing him with a German major, isn't that enough?" Lin Chen said with a wicked smile.

Pavlov's mouth was so wide that an egg could fit in it.
"What? You killed a German major? Really?"

"There's nothing we can do. He hides so well that ordinary bullets can't hurt him at all!"

As the two were talking, a series of footsteps were heard.

Everyone quickly pulled the bolt of their guns and became alert.

"Sergeant Pavlov, is that you?" A voice in pure Russian asked from downstairs.

"It's me, who are you?" Although he recognized the other party's voice, he was facing a powerful enemy, so it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Great, I'm Chernogolov, I've brought reinforcements from Commander Chuikov!"

Fuck, so awesome?
Pavlov and Lin Chen looked at each other. Although Lin Chen, like him, could never come into contact with a person of the commander's level, he had heard of this name in his previous life. He was known as one of the "Ten War Gods" of the Soviet Army, and became famous for the Battle of Stalingrad. He was finally promoted to Army Marshal.

He would actually send reinforcements personally? This is incredible.

It seems that great minds think alike.

Everyone completely let down their guard and walked down the stairs slowly. Along the way were the bodies of the German soldiers who died in the battle, and of course, there were also martyrs from their own side. Everyone was in a very sad mood. The good brothers who were still chatting and bragging together yesterday were now separated from each other forever.

However, when they reached the first floor and met up with Chernogolov and the others, they were surprised to see that there were only about thirty people inside.

"Chernogolov, please ask the other comrades outside to come in quickly. It's a bit cold at night!" The weather in Stalingrad has been very strange recently. The temperature during the day is normal, but at night, it feels a bit chilly.

"Comrade Sergeant, the reinforcements are here! Please review them!" Everyone stood at attention!
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