Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Gulu, a shock bomb rolled into the corridor outside.

Before the Soviet soldiers who rushed over heard the sound and had time to stop, there was a loud bang, and everyone was blinded by the dazzling bright light, and the deafening noise pierced the eardrums.

In a daze, they only felt waves of severe pain in their bodies, and the vitality in their bodies passed quickly. They fell down weakly, and the white in front of them was gradually replaced by darkness.

The German platoon leader rushed out of the room and gave the order. "The first squad will follow me to clear the left side, the second squad will clear the right side, and the third squad will stay behind to cover!" They couldn't remember how many such buildings they had cleared, so they naturally had rich experience in how to fight for buildings. Know how to fight to save your life and avoid being killed by the enemy.

The soldiers moved forward alternately, and suddenly three Soviet soldiers armed with Mosin-Nagant rifles rushed out from the room in front.

sudden! chug! sudden! !

Before they could take aim with the Mosin-Nagant rifle in their hands, the three of them were beaten into pieces by the German automatic weapons. A German soldier took off the grenade from his chest and threw it into the room. "Grenade!!" A sharp shout suddenly came from the room, followed by a deafening explosion, the familiar and choking smell of gunpowder smoke spurted out, and only painful groans were left in the room.

Chuchuchu!

The German soldier fired continuously into the room until one magazine was exhausted. By the time he unloaded the magazine, the room was completely silent.

The German troops advanced from room to room along the corridor. Some Soviet soldiers rushed out and were shot dead, while others stuck out weapons from the doors, trying to stop the German army from advancing inside the building. However, most Soviet soldiers held bolt-action Mosin Nagant rifles and could not compete with the German troops equipped with fully automatic firepower. Soon, the German army cleared the entire first floor, and only a few Soviet soldiers took advantage of the chaos to escape to the second floor.

"Go upstairs!"

The German troops gathered at the stairs. The Soviet soldiers upstairs took advantage of the terrain and opened fire downstairs in an attempt to prevent the German troops from going upstairs. Unfortunately, when the napalm sprayed by the German flamethrowers burned up, the defense line at the stairway on the second floor collapsed instantly. The Soviet soldiers who were burned by the flames let out heart-piercing screams of pain, rolling on the ground and running around, even injuring a few unlucky comrades around them.

Taking this opportunity, the German troops quickly rushed to the second floor and began a new round of suppression.

Then came the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, and finally advanced to the top sixth floor.

Leaning on the stairwell between the fifth and sixth floors, the German soldiers were breathing heavily. After all, they were not supermen. After this fierce battle, they were already exhausted. After taking off the water bottle and taking a sip, the platoon leader cheered everyone up. "Everyone, work harder. After clearing this layer, we can rest. It's time to eat and drink."

Everyone cheered up and rushed to the sixth floor. Just as they were about to rush out of the stairs, intensive gunshots suddenly rang out from the end of the corridor, and raindrops of bullets hit the stairs, forcing the Germans back. "A submachine gun, maybe it's a big fish." Ordinary soldiers have Mosin-Nagant rifles, and those who use submachine guns may be officers' guards.

Ping!

"Ouch!" Just when the platoon leader was thinking about catching the regiment commander, who was also the division commander, a German soldier behind him suddenly let out a scream and collapsed on the ground, covering his arms.

The platoon leader couldn't help but be stunned. "What's going on?! Why was he shot?"

The deputy platoon leader following behind replied casually. "It should be a ricochet."

"Ricochet? This unfortunate guy, where is the medic?"

"Here it comes, here it comes!" The medical soldier walking at the end of the team squeezed over and quickly cut open the wounded man's sleeve to check the injury. Sure enough, a severely deformed warhead was embedded in the arm. The medic used a knife to pick out the warhead. "You're lucky. Even though it was a ricochet, if you nicked the carotid artery, you would still be dead." He sprinkled some sulfonamide powder on the wound and wrapped it several times with gauze.

On the battlefield of World War II, sulfa was a very effective anti-infective drug; together with plasma and penicillin, it became the three magic weapons to save the lives of Allied soldiers.

In 1932, Domac, a chemist at Bayer in Germany, accidentally discovered a red dye called Perondosil, which could control streptococcal infections. Scientists at the Pasteur Institute in Paris heard about his discovery and conducted the same experiment. They found that the dye was not only effective on mice, but also on humans. The scientists extracted the active part of the drug, sulfonamide. , In 1935, sulfa drugs were officially used in clinical practice.

During World War II, every Allied soldier was issued a first-aid kit hung on his belt. The kit contained sulfonamide powder and a bandage. Once injured, sulfonamide powder was sprinkled on the open wound to prevent infection. However, sometimes the wound is too large (especially a gunshot wound to the abdomen and neck where the blood vessels cannot be tightened), and a lot of powder will be washed away after being sprinkled on it, which will not have much effect. Therefore, it can generally only be used for non-involvement. Skin trauma to large blood vessels. Mustache believed that scientific research was a Jewish thing, so the German army did not equip sulfonamides at the beginning of the war. It was not until after Heydrich was assassinated that he realized the importance of anti-infection and began to equip them.

Naturally, a submachine gun alone could not stop the German attack. Soon, a few bullets hit the Soviet soldier who was shooting desperately with the submachine gun. Another Soviet soldier was about to step forward and pick up the submachine gun. , was also hit by a bullet, twisted his body and fell unwillingly.

The resistance on the sixth floor was particularly fierce, and most of them were officers holding pistols. Although their courage to resist was commendable, they still could not withstand the fierce German attack.

"Long live the great Soviet Union!" When the last temporary conference room was cleared, the Soviet officers inside yelled hysterically and frantically pulled the trigger of their pistols. They seemed a little crazy and did not look like normal shooting at all. "This must be a big fish, shock bomb, let's catch it alive!" Following the platoon leader's order, they threw a shock bomb into it and captured the mentally disturbed Soviet colonel.

"Colonel? His military rank is quite high, but this guy seems to be completely crazy." The deputy platoon leader muttered, looking at the ferocious and crazy officer. "Is it useful to take it back?"

"Whatever, maybe you'll be fine in a few days. Correspondent, report our position to the rear. Bowman, you take two people to hang the flag. The others rest where they are." They occupied this place and must follow the instructions. It is stipulated to leave an identification mark in the air to avoid being blown up by friendly bombs.

Bowman took two people to the rooftop, took out a huge national flag from his backpack, spread it in the center of the rooftop, and pressed down the four corners with bricks. Later, smaller flags were hung at the four corners of the rooftop, indicating that the place was completely occupied by our own side.