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250 meters away, even if the machine gun is firing, at most a small yellow dot can be seen flashing.

Especially under the cover of two gun shields with a thickness of more than one centimeter, the center line of the machine gun that kept swinging left and right was almost impossible to be hit by the rifle, especially in the dark night.

Generally speaking, there are very few ways to counteract such a machine gun position. Blow up the machine gun bunker with heavy fire; try to find a way when you get close, throw it in with a grenade, or use a blasting tube.

But before that, in the shooting world of this heavy machine gun, every infantryman could only ask for God's blessing.

Maozi's infantry and artillery coordination was not bad, but the lack of ammunition supply limited Maozi's firepower. The Red Army, which lacked heavy weapons, basically relied on human life to fight this kind of street fighting.

This time the attack was so smooth that even the lieutenant in charge was a little dumbfounded.

In the past, a group of recruits rushed forward, and most of them were swept to death within a few minutes.

This time, it was very strange. The Germans' machine guns opened fire, and soon they were misfired. After more than ten seconds, it is estimated that the deputy took over, opened for two seconds, and continued to misfire.

It feels like these six heavy machine guns are decorations.

At this time, a No. 4 tank appeared. It directly blasted a wall, and the heading machine gun at the front of the car quickly poured fire on the charging crowd.

No one noticed that there were two bullets, "Crack! Pah!", which exploded the periscope above the driver's head.

Not only the driver, but also the gunner's periscope exploded.

"Unlucky!" They thought it was an accident.

I have to say that the Germans' fighting spirit is quite high, and these two guys are not afraid to open the hatch and stick out half of their heads.

Then... there is no such thing.

Without heavy machine guns and tank cover, the lethality of the German infantry in the corners of trenches and factories was limited. The submachine guns in the second bunker, with only dozens of bullets, can fire continuously like a machine gun, creating a dead zone.

In the telescope, more than one commander found that the firepower of the German army was absolutely suppressed. The Germans with submachine guns were basically shot in the head as soon as they showed up.

The German army with the Mauser kar98k rifle...no one is a bird.

The Red Army's charge has always been a crowd tactic. Without the suppression of the firepower of machine guns and submachine guns, just those hundreds of sporadic rifles can stop thousands of people?

When thousands of Maozi rushed to a close distance, don't think about it, the side with the largest number of people will win.

Just when General Cuikov faced the 'reminder' from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, a new report came.

"Report to the chief, the tractor factory has taken it." The adjutant came to inform Cuikov.

"Huh? So soon? The enemy gave up their positions?" Cuikov was surprised.

"No! The enemy resisted resolutely. Only 31 people were captured, 1,130 people were annihilated, three almost intact No. 4 tanks were captured, five were destroyed, and 18 artillery pieces of various calibers. Our army suffered 371 casualties."

Cuikov stood up abruptly and lost his voice, "Impossible!"

In World War II, the defenders definitely took advantage. Generally speaking, it is absolutely normal for the attacker to die three times to win a position. If it is a strategic location, the general will even feel that he has earned it.

This battle damage ratio, even the Red Army's defense can't do it. After all, the German artillery is more powerful, and that kind of artillery clears the ground. Unless the Red Army is hiding in the permanent fortifications of high-strength reinforced concrete, it will not be able to beat this battle damage ratio.

At this time, another member of the Ministry of Internal Affairs came in and whispered something in the former ear.

The guy smiled at Cuikov: "It was the battle just now. A total of 21 German machine gunners were shot between the eyebrows by Poposa's 7.62×25 Tokarev pistol. What do you think, Chief?"

Cuikov slapped the table: "Even if a sharpshooter emerges, it has nothing to do with your Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Don't get excited, chief, we don't mean to take your love. But I hope the chief can think about it." The guy from the Ministry of Internal Affairs handed over a document that said "top secret".

Cuikov pushed aside the people around him, opened it, and saw the first line of words.

【Super Soldier Program (USA)】

"This... Could it be that this mysterious sharpshooter is..."

"No, no, dear chief. Before any strong man can grow up, he needs an excellent mentor. I hope you, chief, will pay more attention to whether there are similar talents."

"Humph! Even if I find out, I won't give it to you. The Soviet Union can't afford to lose Stalingrad. This is the death order of General Secretary Stalin."

"Of course we disobeyed the general secretary's order. But what if these talents need to retire?"

Cuikov was silent.

It is inevitable for soldiers to retire due to injuries. There are often ten times as many soldiers who have retired due to injuries as soldiers who died in battle.

"I'll let you know when the time comes."

"Thank you very much." The Ministry of Internal Affairs official left with satisfaction.

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After dawn, he was a little distracted all morning: "Damn, what kind of marksmanship can you use Bobosa to shoot more than a dozen tank periscopes at a distance of 200 meters."

Cuikov felt normal when he aimed slowly with the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle.

But Bobosha is a short-range assault rifle, even if it is 7.62mm caliber, the length of the warhead and the amount of gunpowder filling are not the same thing at all.

"That's Bobosha! Where's the super sharpshooter?"

At this time, Major General Rodimtsev, the commander of the 13th Guards Division in the underground headquarters, walked in. As one of the few division commanders with a relatively complete organization in the army, Major General Rodimtsev's status was quite high.

"Bobosha? What happened to Bobosha?"

Cuikov told that.

Major General Rotimtsev immediately remembered a figure: "Could it be that young man?"

"Who? I went to the east coast last night to chase the guy from the logistics department to get supplies. I happened to meet a new recruit named Dlawski, and I think the young man's skills are quite good. I still gave him the collar of his private class."

Don't look at the chaos of the Red Army's logistics, because of the huge gap in troops, even young people in the surrounding villages who have not received military training are directly caught on the train and sent to the front line.

Maybe they couldn't even confirm the identity of Umemugi, but the efficient Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of the Army easily faced various battle situations and corresponding troops.

An hour later, Meimumu, who was in pain, was caught in front of Cuikov and Rodimtsev.

"Are you Private Major Drowsky?"

"Yes, I am..." The restless Mei Mumu was like a child who did something wrong.

"I'm Chuikov, commander-in-chief of the 62nd Army in charge of defending Stalingrad."