Imperial Overlord

"They're out of ammunition!" a German soldier shouted to his comrades, leaning against a wall that was about to collapse.

"Yeah! But even if there is only one bullet left, who would dare to stand up and gamble?" Beside him, a soldier held his weapon and answered.

This is a battlefield. Even if they know that the opponent's ammunition is insufficient, no one is willing to bet on the one in ten thousand probability.

"Grenade!" Since no one was willing to gamble with their own lives, the squad leader immediately decided to adopt another way to solve the problem.

So two grenadiers carrying Mauser 98K rifles pulled out wooden long-handled grenades from their boots.

"Three, two, one! Throw!" Following such an order, the two grenades rolled back and forth and fell into the crater in the distance.

"Boom! Boom!" Hiding behind the bunker, feeling the shock wave from the explosion spread over, the German soldiers started a new round of attack.

The German soldier with the MP-38 submachine gun stuck his head out first, ready to start his own strafing on the opposite side.

The German soldiers, who had inserted bayonets into their rifles, shouted long live the Führer, and rushed to the Soviet bunker not far away.

Sure enough, the Soviet army ran out of bullets. The Soviet soldiers in the trenches fought with bayonets, stepped on the bodies of their comrades, and started the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat.

The German submachine gunners became the devils who harvested the enemy's life in this situation. After they fired, the enemy's combat effectiveness almost collapsed.

"Attack! Attack! Advance! Quick!" The platoon leader shouted at the top of the ruins when he saw that one of his squadrons had already attacked the enemy's position.

Countless German troops climbed up from the ruins and advanced, and there seemed to be almost nothing alive here before...

Dust-covered German soldiers staggered forward with their weapons in hand. They had been fighting in the ruins for more than an hour, and everyone was tired.

And their opponent, the Soviet Army, which had been suppressed and devastated by rocket launchers and various weapons for more than half an hour, had completely collapsed at this time.

The previous fierce battle had caused the Soviet troops stationed in Krupki to use up most of the ammunition in their hands.

At this time, most of the Soviet soldiers who were still sticking to street fighting in the city could only rely on the bayonet in their hands.

It takes a lot of courage to fight the enemy's tanks and grenadiers with a bayonet. And their ending was already doomed.

German soldiers were pouring their ammunition on the Soviet army, which had no command, and gradually approached the center of the small town.

A group of soldiers with their weapons crossed an area that had become ruins and came to a half-collapsed building.

This is a commanding height nearby, and it is also the central area of ​​Krupki. After taking this place, almost all of Krupki will come down.

Under the M35 helmet, those sharp eyes seemed to reflect light. The German soldier stuck his head out at a corner beside the ruins and looked at the building not far away.

Soon, he retracted his head, and a bullet hit near the corner of the wall, making a "boom" sound, and splashing a plume of white smoke.

"There is a gunman upstairs, but he didn't find a machine gun position... It may be a veteran, be careful!" The German soldier who retracted his head to investigate looked at the white ash that had not yet fallen on the ground, and said to the people behind him.

"Who is the first?" The squad leader with the submachine gun looked at his subordinates and asked.

"Cover me!" A soldier supported his helmet, said to his platoon leader, and then looked at the other soldiers: "Cover me!"

"Hu! Hu!" He took a few deep breaths, and when everyone signaled that he could start, he suddenly rushed out of the corner that served as a cover.

"Fire!" With the order of the platoon leader, the three soldiers stuck to the corner pointed out their weapons: "Bah! Tutu! Tutu!"

The gunfire suddenly became denser, and behind the German soldiers running sideways on the street, a cloud of white smoke rose from the ground.

On the wall of the half-collapsed building on the side of him, a cloud of smoke was also shot out by the cover fire of the German soldiers.

A few steps away from the ruins on the opposite street, the German soldier who attracted the fire slipped to the ground with a flying shovel, and rushed into the bunker formed by the ruins by inertia.

Holding the helmet above his head in one hand, he rolled into a crater behind the ruins. After his figure stopped, he found himself lying in the arms of a Soviet soldier.

"Ah!" The German soldier was so frightened that he quickly pulled his weapon. Then nervously, he realized that it was the body of a Soviet soldier.

The other party has been dead for a long time, and his body has stiffened. A Mosin Nagant rifle was thrown aside, the blood on it had dried up.

After confirming that he was startled by the corpse, the soldier stuck his head out of the crater and waved to his comrades on the other side of the street.

"The firepower of the machine gun is on the second floor! I saw it just now! It's a light machine gun!" The German platoon leader, who had almost mastered all the enemy's situation, shouted to his men behind him: "Two and three combinations! Prepare!"

The two German soldiers nodded, knelt on the ground and carried the Iron Fist Bazooka on their shoulders. The ammunition man behind them stuffed the rocket into the tail of the rocket launcher.

After everything was ready, three soldiers with STG-44 assault rifles in their hands checked their ammunition~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and made a two and a three gesture to the soldier across the street in the distance .

The German soldier on the opposite side nodded, then picked up his rifle, suddenly stretched out his weapon, aimed at a window opposite and shot.

Then the location where he fired became the aiming area for Soviet soldiers to fire. There were bullets flying everywhere, like raindrops.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, three German soldiers with assault rifles rushed out and began to fire violently at the buildings in the distance.

While they were firing, two shooters carrying iron fist rocket launchers aimed at their respective targets and pressed the rocket launch switch.

"Hu! Hu!" Two slightly dull voices, the rocket dragged a long white trail and rushed towards the building in the distance.

"Boom! Boom!" Two explosions came from inside the building, and the billowing black smoke rushed out of the chimney of the dilapidated building.

The flames devoured the lives of the people inside the building, and it also loosened the firepower of the other party. 9110