Chapter 34: Bloody Battle at Hill 137.2 (Part )

Before the Soviet troops on the high ground had time to catch their breath, the German army's second round of offensive began.

"It seems that the Germans are really desperate." Chekov, hiding in the bunker, had a serious look on his face.

"The crazier the enemy is, the more important it is for us to stop them. Even if we have to fight to the last man, we must hold the German army back!" Chakkin was actually very nervous. This wave of attack was more fierce than the previous one. He didn't know how long he could hold on here.

His superiors told him that the main task of the German army at present was to capture Verkhovsk and advance to the Meshkova River. If this strategic intention was realized, it would be very likely that the Sixth Army would escape.

Then all the efforts and sacrifices of all people will be wasted, which is absolutely intolerable.

He picked up a PPSh submachine gun and prepared to go to the front line to supervise the battle.

But Chekov grabbed him and said, "You are the instructor, you must stay here, I will go first! If I die, you will go!"

After saying that, he took his submachine gun, crouched down and walked out of the bunker.

The German attack did not have any new tricks. The tanks charged first after the artillery bombardment, followed by the infantry. However, this time the German army had learned their lesson. The machine gun and mortar groups at the back set up positions on the spot and carried out fire counter-suppression.

The Soviet front-line positions suffered heavy casualties, and the few surviving wounded soldiers were crawling in the trenches.

The German tanks deliberately ran over them, trying to bury them alive.

"These beasts!" Captain Chekov was so angry that he punched the fortifications hard in the second line of defense.

At this moment, a wounded Soviet soldier who was lying on the edge of the trench pretending to be dead took out the explosive pack hidden under him.

It rolled over and landed on the bottom of the tank. The surrounding German soldiers screamed in fear.
With a loud bang, the tank and everything around it were completely destroyed.

Chekov's eyes were filled with tears. Such a good soldier died just like that.

"Comrades! Fight! Never retreat a single step!"

All the light and heavy firepower in the second line of defense was opened, and the dozen or so German soldiers in the front suddenly fell to the ground.

However, the enemy tanks immediately crossed the first line of defense and moved to the front, especially the 7.92mm MG34 machine guns on the German tanks, which were firing crazily.

The Soviet army's firepower was soon suppressed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this critical moment, Lin Chen's anti-tank gun finally opened fire. After a round of salvos, the Type 3 tank in the front was destroyed in an instant.

"Well done!"

Chekov immediately ordered everyone to take advantage of the situation and open fire fiercely, making the German army flee in panic.

Lin Chen and others were also greatly encouraged and immediately prepared for the second round.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Another one solved!

"Quick, keep shooting!" Lin Chen seemed to have become the commander of these cannons.

"Be careful!" Two Soviet soldiers quickly rushed towards Lin Chen and protected him under them.

"boom!"

It turned out that the German tanks finally discovered their hidden artillery position and chose to shoot from a long distance.

The precise artillery fire destroyed Lin Chen's anti-tank gun.

The two Soviet soldiers who covered Lin Chen were the ones he brought out from the Pavlov Building (named after the war, so we will call it that here for convenience), but they all died in action.

"Lin, how are you?" Hunt rushed over and shook Lin Chen, who was a little dazed.

Lin Chen was extremely upset when he saw the two young soldiers die tragically.

I was so engrossed in the fighting just now that I forgot about the enemy's tank firepower and even ignored the sense of danger.

The enemy's 50mm main gun's range is not close at all!
They protected themselves with their lives.
"I'm fine, hurry up and get the artillery to counterattack!" He wanted to get up, but suddenly found that his left leg was blown open. Blood was flowing down his cotton pants.

"You are injured!" Hunter was shocked.

"It's no big deal. You take care of that cannon. I'll take care of it myself and come right back." Lin Chen knew that his recovery ability was amazing, so a simple bandage would be enough.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Hunt could only put down a roll of bandage and let Lin Chen take care of himself while he hurried to the next cannon.

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and tore open his trouser leg, only to find a thumb-sized piece of shrapnel embedded inside.

People around him were fighting a bloody battle, and the medic didn't know where he was, so he could only hold a wooden stick in his mouth.

Use the dagger at your waist to cut it out.

pain!
Excruciating pain!

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down his forehead and froze into ice bars when they met the cold air.

He had no choice at the moment, so he bandaged his left leg and wanted to help Hunter.

Unfortunately, they hadn't climbed far when they saw a flash of fire ahead. Hunt's gun crew and the anti-tank gun were blown to pieces.

German long-range artillery!

"Hunter!" Lin Chen really didn't want to believe that Hunt, who was talking and laughing with him, was sacrificed like this. This was simply too cruel. He had only been out for two days, and all the soldiers he brought out were sacrificed.

Under the sudden bombardment of enemy howitzers, the Soviet anti-tank artillery positions suffered heavy casualties.

Without the support of anti-tank firepower, the German offensive momentum regained.

The remaining two self-propelled assault guns and two half-track armored vehicles continued to spew flames at the second-line positions (the German armored division was extremely complex in organization, equipped not only with tanks, but also a large number of other armored vehicles).

It seems that the defense line is about to be lost again.

"Demolition team, go!" Chekov waved to the Soviet soldiers around him.

Immediately, three demolition teams, each consisting of two people, rushed forward, holding Molotov cocktails or anti-tank grenades, and moved forward bravely and fearlessly.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

The German troops behind the armored vehicle immediately opened fire.

With so many bullets coming at them, they had no chance to get close and fell in a pool of blood one after another.

"And then on!"

Three more groups, all with the same fearlessness of death, and all falling down.

Although they were very brave, the enemy's infantry and tank coordination level was too high, and they could not get close to them at all.

"Go ahead! We must blow up this GR tank (the Soviets generally call armored vehicles tanks, but I'll just call them that here to avoid confusion)!"

Chekov's eyes have turned red!
If we fail to destroy these tanks, our position will surely be destroyed.

"Sergeant!" a soldier shouted, "Comrade Captain, Sergeant Gudnov has gone up in person!"

Chekov saw a figure holding two anti-tank grenades and jumping nimbly into a bomb crater near the front.

"Covering fire!"

He roared loudly that Gudnov was his most capable subordinate, with strong military qualities and had followed him the longest.

But now, in this critical moment, we can no longer care about these things and can only fight with all our might.

The Soviet army's only two mortars and two heavy machine guns began firing desperately, trying to attract the German firepower and give Gudnov a chance to get closer.

(End of this chapter)

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