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

Chapter 17: A New War Mode

With the roar of the M1938 122mm howitzer, the German anti-aircraft artillery position was suddenly engulfed in flames.

The power of the howitzer was so great that even though it was only one round of rapid fire, it destroyed the two 88mm anti-aircraft guns in one go. Although the six-barreled heavy rocket launcher did not hit them directly, the huge shock wave formed by the explosion actually blew the two big guns away and made them fall heavily, making it absolutely impossible for them to be used again.

As for those poor artillerymen, they disappeared in an instant.

"Good job!" Pavlov and others cheered!
The sound of "Ura" resounded throughout the battlefield, making the German army even more frightened.

However, while Pavlov and others were excited, they also looked at the badly damaged building with disappointment. Although it was only a short-lived victory, on this battlefield of blood and fire, everyone also very much wanted to share it with their comrades who had shared life and death with them.

"Count the ammunition and repair the fortifications. We don't know when the next wave of German attacks will come, so don't let your guard down!" Pavlov really thought that Lin Chen had died, so he had to protect the building and not let the Germans occupy it.

"Comrades, look who's back?" "Bread" and "Clockwork" shouted with joy.

When their figures flashed away, wasn't the person standing behind them Lin Chen?
"Comrade Lin!" Pavlov was the first to rush forward and look him up and down.

Although Lin Chen's clothes were badly burned and his face was blackened by the smoke, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

But his upper and lower limbs are still there, so it's not a big problem.

"You're not dead?" Pavlov asked in surprise.

"Damn, do you really want me to die there?" Lin Chen pretended to be angry.

"No, no, no, we saw such heavy fire covering that building, we all thought..."

"It's okay. I prepared a long rope. When their artillery fire covered my area, I jumped down. I didn't get hurt at all!"

Hearing Lin Chen's nonchalant laughter, Pavlov's eyes flashed back to the thrilling scene at that time.

This is truly a close call!

"It's good that you're back! Comrades can't live without you!" He walked forward and hugged Lin Chen tightly with both hands.

"Stop hugging me, we are all men, come on, get something to eat, I'm starving!"

His words drew laughter from the building.

In contrast to here, the German positions were in a bleak state.

The Soviet long-range artillery covered this area for the first time, causing not only huge casualties but also a huge psychological impact on the German soldiers.

Being torn apart by howitzers and being killed by bullets are two completely different visual effects. Some of the new recruits saw their comrades being blown to pieces, with body parts, blood plasma, and even intestines flying all over the ground, and they couldn't control themselves and began to vomit. Then, under the strict order of the sergeant, they stood up to collect the bodies, with sadness written all over their faces.

Jingke was lucky to escape because he happened to be at the rear and answered a call from the division headquarters, but the grassroots officers who were commanding the battle at the front were almost wiped out by the 122mm howitzers.

The combat effectiveness of his battle group has been completely destroyed.

He found a second lieutenant to take charge of the aftermath, and he quickly asked the orderly to take him to the division headquarters on a motorcycle.

When they arrived at the headquarters of the 71st Infantry Division, the division commander Hartmann looked dejected, no longer as high-spirited as he was a few days ago when he was smoking a cigar and drinking wine.

"Look at this!" Jingke comes from a family of military officers. His father and Hartmann are old acquaintances, but his father had both legs blown off during World War I, so he did not serve in the Wehrmacht. Otherwise, he would have been at the rank of major general and lieutenant general.

Jingke took a look at the paper handed over by the division commander. Almost all of the names on it were captains and lieutenants, and many of them were marked with red crosses.

"Commander, what is this?" He didn't understand what it meant.

"This is the officer who was killed by Soviet snipers on the front line in the past two days. It's shocking! Oh, your boss, Colonel Schumann, the field hospital has called. He died on the way, so in order to avoid wasting medicine, he didn't even have the chance to go on the operating table." Division Commander Hartmann had a serious expression on his face.

"This type of sniper is so elusive that it is impossible to guard against him! Although my troops are a first-rate field army, they are not designed to deal with such a war. This is a war mode we have never seen before, and it is so demoralizing!" He slumped weakly on the sofa in the division headquarters, supporting his forehead with both hands, looking frustrated.

"Division Commander, we also encountered an enemy sniper at the river crossing building. He killed at least 40 of our best soldiers. Fortunately, our artillery fire directly collapsed the building where he was staying, but we really can't afford this kind of casualties. The most important point is that we were covered by heavy howitzers on the opposite bank, and the losses were huge." Jingke quickly reported the situation on the front line to the division commander.

Unexpectedly, Hartmann was not angry because of such a heavy loss. It was mainly because the losses he suffered here were also astonishingly large, and most of the veterans were killed in the battle.

"Stop the full-scale offensive and hold the current defense line! According to reliable intelligence, the Supreme Command has organized a large number of reinforcements to rush here! Once the reinforcements arrive, we will resume the offensive." Hartmann still had some hope when talking about the reinforcements.

"Reinforcements? Could they be those new recruits who know nothing again? During the day, they even vomited when they saw the bodies of the fallen soldiers. It's really worrying how much combat effectiveness these new recruits have!" Jingke disagreed.

"Ginger, you have to understand one thing," he suddenly stood up and walked in front of Ginger, saying to him seriously, "We in Germany cannot afford to lose this war! We are equivalent to being enemies with the whole world. If we lose, our country and people will be doomed, so we must cheer up!"

In fact, he said these words to himself to cheer himself up.

"Commander Paulus said that our leader has transferred no less than nine elite divisions from France and other places, as well as a large number of tanks and artillery. The number of aircraft of the Fourth Air Force will also be greatly increased. The Empire is doing its best to refuel us! It's just that their arrival will take some time! Time, do you understand?"

As Hartman spoke, perhaps inspired by his own words, a crazy light flashed in his eyes again.

However, what he whispered in Jingke's ear afterwards really surprised Jingke greatly.

"I heard that Colonel Konings, the headmaster of the Berlin Sniper School, was also ordered to bring his disciples to the Eastern Front. With their participation, we will definitely be able to completely reverse this weak situation."

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