Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Dense artillery shells fell like raindrops. The building where the Soviet army was stationed was hit by at least seven or eight artillery shells. The heavy machine gun that had been shooting wildly a second ago suddenly became silent, and the infantry cannon that had just been rolled out was also blown into parts.

"Hurrah!" The soldiers of the Liberation Army on the opposite side roared loudly and rushed towards the Soviet building with weapons in hand. Although a few unlucky ones were shot and fell on the charge, most of the soldiers safely crossed the short distance and rushed into the Soviet building.

"Burst! Burst! Burst!" The Liberation Army soldiers had much stronger weapons and firepower than the Soviet army. After a brief fierce exchange of fire, they killed more than a dozen Soviet soldiers and occupied the building. A flag was hung on the top of the building.

Then they arranged security posts, set up machine gun positions, and quietly waited for the possible Soviet counterattack; everything was in order. They had been on the battlefield for half a month, and the soldiers who could not keep up with the rhythm of the war had long been eliminated and fell in a corner somewhere. The remaining people are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. They are good at fighting and almost never make mistakes; the only thing that can take their lives is luck.

Suddenly, there was the roar of engines in the sky, and a helicopter roared past their heads. A soldier on the ground stared blankly at the helicopter whizzing past the window and muttered a few times. These helicopters were occasionally seen before, but starting from the past two days, they were seen at least a dozen times a day, and the helicopter numbers they saw were different every time. It seemed that the German army had sent hundreds of helicopters into the battle. But this is also a good thing for them. They enjoyed a helicopter fire support two days ago.

The soldier next to him asked casually. "What did you say?" The roar of the helicopter prevented him from hearing what the other party said clearly.

The soldier pointed to the helicopter disappearing in the sky. "Those helicopters, the propellers are clearly on top, how can they fly forward?" According to the propeller layout of other aircraft, shouldn't these helicopters be able to fly upward?

Another soldier smiled. "This is really a profound question, and I can't answer it. How about you ask the platoon leader?" Before he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard from the guard post, indicating that the Soviet army had launched a counterattack.

"Ready to fight!"

Everyone immediately checked their weapons, and the MG3 machine gun began to roar. The swarming Soviet troops were knocked down by bullets one after another, blood spattered everywhere, and everything around them was shrouded in a red atmosphere; but they continued to move forward. attack.

"Tank!" A KV-1 tank appeared behind these Soviet troops, moving slowly through the ruins. "Iron Fist, prepare!" However, the German platoon leader looked a little serious. The effective range of the Iron Fist was only 100 meters, and the two tanks could bombard their own positions from two to three hundred meters away and cover the infantry attack. This was quite disadvantageous to them. "Correspondent, contact the artillery position! Prepare artillery support!"

At this moment, another helicopter flew by in the sky and discovered the fighting on the ground. It turned around in the air, the helicopter's nose tilted slightly, and with a squeaking sound, dense rockets were fired at the KV-1 tank.

The armor on the top of the tank was quite weak. The KV-1 tank exploded under the attack of rockets. The Soviet infantry following the tank were stunned. Those who were closer were silent, and those who were further away fell to the ground and screamed. With.

After destroying the tank, the helicopter still did not leave. A 7mm heavy machine gun and 40mm grenade launcher on the hatches on both sides fired wildly at the ground, knocking the Soviet soldiers off their feet. In the end, the Soviet army abandoned more than 300 corpses and retreated in disgrace.

In the rear headquarters, Commander Sigmund Wilhelm List, who was responsible for the attack on Stalingrad, was leisurely drinking coffee and watching more and more small flags placed on the map, which already exceeded half of the map. "At this rate, the Soviets won't be able to survive for two months." Just thinking about Smolensk that had surrendered, he still felt that two months was too long, and he wished he could capture the entire Stalingrad tomorrow.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, the troops attacking Smolensk are the main street fighting troops of the German army. On this basis alone, they cannot compare.

"Does Vasilevsky have no intention of surrendering?" Look at how happily Shaposhnikov of Smolensk surrendered. He hoped that Vasilevsky could surrender so simply. However, leaflets urging surrender have been dropped into the city several times, and so far there is no sign of surrender. It seems that they can only fight to the last soldier.

Of course Vasilevsky had no intention of surrender. He had already made up his mind to live and die with Stalingrad. But he also had to admit that the "death" of Stalingrad was only a matter of time. Stalingrad in the original time and space could continuously replenish new troops. The competition between the two sides was not how fast the attack was, nor how elite the troops were, but how many troops both sides continued to invest, and how long these troops could be consumed by the other side. .

However, the current strength of the Soviet army in Stalingrad is only the 1.2 million troops assembled before being completely surrounded. It is impossible to increase the number of soldiers, which can be said to be a loss of one less. Moreover, the cruelty of street fighting is obvious to all. Street fighting is like a double-edged sword. It is a self-destructive style that hurts yourself before hurting the enemy. It is also a huge consumption battle that the Soviet troops cannot bear.

As for the German army, they assembled the European coalition forces to launch a fierce attack. The German army's own losses were quite small; even if they wiped out 1 million European coalition forces, the German army's losses might not even be 100,000, not to mention that they failed to eliminate 1 million enemy troops.

Another even more troublesome problem is the German snipers. Although there had been harassment by German snipers before, the number of complaints about snipers increased several times after the German street fighting troops joined the battle. It seemed that the entire city was full of German snipers. They easily shot Soviet troops hundreds of meters away, and these German snipers never seemed to act alone, but in small groups. Yesterday, two squads of our own soldiers rushed into the building where the German snipers were hiding. When the follow-up troops arrived, they found that all the soldiers in those two squads were wiped out, and the German snipers had long disappeared.

It was not that the Soviet army had never thought of sending their own snipers to fight against the opponent, but they soon discovered that these German snipers far exceeded the Soviet army in terms of quantity, military quality, and even weapon performance; In terms of losses, the Soviet army was also the loser. The final conclusion is that for now they can only bite the bullet and ignore the German snipers and endure the losses caused by the German snipers!