Imperial Overlord

Next to the Soviet soldier who was hit by the bullet, the other people also fell down in embarrassment, and most of them had no chance to stand up again...

Just a few minutes after the Soviet army started a new round of counterattacks, another round of German suppression artillery fire naturally began.

This time, the Germans showed no mercy. A heart-wrenching shelling knocked the Soviets to pieces, and they retreated back to where they started.

Even, they had to give up some positions very close to the German army, because the defeated Soviet army did not have the courage to return to those terrible places.

A few Soviet soldiers ran across the low wall with their weapons, leaning on their steel helmets and using their fragmented steps to avoid the rubble scattered on the ground.

"The Germans fought back! On the street on the left, there are their tanks!" A Soviet soldier shouted loudly as he ran.

This sentence made everyone hesitate for a while. They couldn't believe that after a long preparation, the German attack started without warning.

Wasn't it just a counterattack from your own side? How did it suddenly become a German attack?

The Soviet recruits, who had just climbed up from the ground, stared blankly at the soldiers of their own side who had been defeated from the front like the ebb tide.

He touched the steel helmet on top of his head with his hand, and then quickly ran back with the defeated friendly army.

If he runs slowly, he might be hit by German bullets flying behind him - so he has to be faster, faster than when attacking!

A bullet suddenly hit the comrade-in-arms beside him, and the huge inertia made the soldier stumble forward a few meters before falling to the ground. Blood seeped from his chest, staining the nearby ground red.

He howled and screamed, struggling on the ground, trying to move his already heavy body.

The Soviet recruit stooped to reach out to help, dragging the wounded back behind the low wall where he had been hiding before the attack.

But he hesitated and struggled, and in the end he didn't have the courage to risk being hit and drag his comrades back to safety.

After all, in a hail of bullets, it takes extraordinary courage to extend even a helping hand.

In just one second, the recruit who wanted to save people no longer had to struggle, because he had already run past the wounded and had no chance to reach out.

In fact, there is really no need to rescue them, because the Soviet army has long run out of medicines, so they have to rescue their own people who were shot.

Even if the man was dragged back to the field hospital, the wounded would die from the bleeding - almost all of the wounded would die, which was also a disaster brought about by the shortage of Soviet medicine.

Finally, the recruit finally ran back to the position where he started. When moving forward, he thought he had rushed forward at least 100 meters, but when he escaped, he realized that the distance was only a few dozen meters.

And it is the distance of several dozen meters that makes him feel like he has a long way to go when he flees back.

Bullets whizzed past, and the experience was really terrifying. In order to end this horror, the Soviet recruit rushed behind the parapet, leaning against the parapet and gasping for breath.

I don't know if it was because of the excessive secretion of adrenaline or for some other reason, he pulled the bolt and slowly pushed a bullet into the chamber.

As he loaded his rifle, he stuck his head out of the corner to observe the **** scene of the entire battlefield.

On the other side of the street, he saw several Soviet soldiers being driven out of the trench by a German tank. They ran wildly backwards, only to be swept to the ground by the machine guns spraying flames on the tank's hull.

It was the first time he saw the German tank at such a close distance, and it was the first time he felt the shock and pressure brought by the huge body of the steel monster.

He saw some German soldiers in camouflage smocks jumping into the Soviet trenches and occupying one Soviet position after another.

This was also the first time he saw German soldiers, and they didn't look anything special - those German soldiers tried their best to lower their bodies and looked very embarrassed.

He picked up the rifle in his hand and aimed at a German soldier who was following behind the tank. He closed one eye and held his breath.

His fingers squeezed the trigger, and a huge impact sent his rifle high.

Bullets fly, no discrimination. With the sound of gunfire, a German soldier in the distance fell down, nothing out of the ordinary.

This was the first time he had shot on the battlefield. The pain in his shoulder reminded him a little of the environment he was in, and the feeling of fear finally returned to his body.

The courage I had just now dissipated, and I felt my legs trembling. Now this Soviet recruit is a little reluctant to even stand up and run away.

He had to unbolt his gun again and reload the bullet. After calming down for a while, he turned around and prepared to leave the low wall where he was hiding.

It seems to have found his location~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The bullet of the German army hit the low wall and splashed a piece of dust.

The bullets hit the wall, making a crackling sound, and it was not possible to hear the sound of machine guns shooting over, or bullets from assault rifles.

A Soviet soldier ran over, ran past the low wall, and then fell into the hail of bullets.

Bypassing the German army's shooting angle, the recruit kept running, as if behind him, a monster with a **** mouth was preparing to devour him.

And as he ran, the Germans occupied a new neighborhood and controlled more of Kharkov.

The Germans are less than a kilometer away from the center of Kharkov, and the Germans are no longer far from fully occupying the city.

In the face of absolute power, the Soviet defenders, who had no soldiers outside and no food and grass inside, did not last long. They tried to hold on in the ruins, but in the end they failed.

Seven Soviet infantry divisions were annihilated by the Germans here, most of the Soviet soldiers surrendered, and about 30,000 were killed in street fighting.

The Germans also paid a lot. More than 7,000 soldiers were killed or injured in street fighting, but they completed the mission of the attack—taking Kharkiv as soon as possible.

Because this city was used as a support for the winter, the German attack was very fierce, and it meant that they would spare no expense.

On October 15, Guderian's Army Group B, with infantry units, captured Kharkiv.

And this Soviet recruit who kept retreating, handed over his weapons on the same day, raised his hands high, and was escorted to the direction of Kyiv.

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