Imperial Overlord

"I'd rather die here fighting for the country than go back to that **** place." The young soldier held his weapon, looked at the German positions in the distance through the gap, and said firmly.

As if remembering something unpleasant, he said with a bit of frustration: "I heard the news of my mother's death when I was in reform through labor... She was further north in Siberia, a damned place."

"Don't think about those unhappy things, aren't you back now? As long as you don't die, you can regain your freedom." The veteran patted his shoulder and comforted him.

In the distance, another cannonball fell, accompanied by the trembling of the ground, and dust fell from the ceiling above the veteran's head.

The encirclement of Moscow is getting smaller and smaller, and this battle, which is about the life and death of the Soviet Union, has become more and more cruel.

Everyone sees little hope, and everyone is confused about their future. Of course, the war will continue, and everyone will continue to despair.

"The Germans attack!" The sentry who had been looking at the gap suddenly shouted, and after a second of stunned, the old soldier also shouted nervously: "Prepare to fight! The Germans are attacking!"

"Tutu! Tutu!" After this shout, the dp-28 machine gun roared, and the bullets swept the German army's position head-on, forcing the German army who had not all gone out of the trench to retreat.

The biggest feature of the dp-28 machine gun is that it uses a disc drum for feeding, which looks very distinctive.

This machine gun is known from the name, it was in service in 1928. It is equipped with a full 700,000 in the Soviet army, and the number can be said to be very staggering.

The reason why the country is familiar with this kind of weapon is actually mainly because the People's Volunteer Army also widely used this kind of weapon in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.

Different from the German light machine gun mg-42, this machine gun is slightly inferior in actual performance, but it is cheap and reliable, and the Soviet army also has no ability to replace the new machine gun because of its failure.

The steady defeat made the Soviet Army focus on improving tanks and other heavy weapons. No one cared about the investment in light weapons at all.

Fortunately, the performance of the dp-28 machine gun, that is, the Jaggarev light machine gun, is not bad, so the troops have barely used it until now.

The two German soldiers were swept away by Soviet machine guns and pulled back into the trenches by other German soldiers.

Soon, the shells of the German mortars fell, directly hitting the position of the Soviet light machine guns that had just fired.

The light machine guns there have been transferred long ago, and the grassroots soldiers of the Soviet Army, after going through hardships on the battlefield, have also gotten rid of the adverse effects of the big purge at this moment, and have gained some combat experience.

Sometimes, these valuable combat experience can allow veterans to survive and retain valuable experience to continue to spread and preach.

"Left flank! Left flank! The Germans may turn around on the left flank! Move the light machine guns over there! Quick!" the Soviet veteran shouted while pointing to the traffic trenches that had been set up in the distance, while checking every place with his weapons The layout of the camp.

The grenades have already unscrewed the safety cover and are stacked in the most convenient place. Rifles are loaded, and every soldier is ready for battle...

"Check the weapons! Take aim and then fire! The Germans won't give up easily, and guard every position!" As he walked, he loudly encouraged his soldiers.

With his shouts, the German positions suddenly became lively, and with the regular friction of metal, a German armored vehicle appeared in front of the Soviet soldiers.

"German armored car! Left wing! Left wing!" The Soviet soldier shouted nervously. In his shouts, another strange chariot drove out from behind the German armored car.

"Damn it! What is that?" asked the veteran platoon leader of the Soviet Army, who was sticking to the edge of the trench, looking at the strange tank that was slowly turning through the gap in the sandbag.

The odd German tank had a not-so-small turret, a square turret that didn't look as solid as a Panther's turret.

But on this huge turret, there are two cannons with steel plate protection that seem to have a large caliber, not one, but two!

It was the first time he saw a German tank with two artillery pieces installed side by side, symmetrically installed on the huge turret.

Behind the strange German tank was a dense group of German infantry. Obviously, another round of German offensive has begun!

"Fire! Fire! Hit those German infantry back!" The old platoon leader pointed to the German infantry in the distance and loudly ordered his subordinates.

The soldiers and tanks of the other side cannot be killed together, that will only cause the collapse of the entire defensive position.

If they blocked the opponent's infantry with firepower and divided the battlefield and let the opponent's tanks approach alone, they had a chance to kill the German tanks that rushed in.

They did this once before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After getting close, they threw incendiary ** at the opposing tank, eventually destroying a German No. 3 assault gun.

It's a pity that this strange German chariot with a turret in front of me is obviously not a No. 3 assault gun without a turret...

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The two terrifying 40mm Bofors anti-aircraft guns on the German self-propelled anti-aircraft guns began to fire flat.

The hail-like shells hit the Soviet army's position, and the sandbags flew away at once, and the Soviet army behind the sandbags flew away, causing a large cloud of white smoke.

"Damn! Bastard! What is that?" The old platoon commander of the Soviet Army retracted his head, leaning in the trench and squinting and shouting desperately.

He saw with his own eyes that his light machine gun position was smashed into ruins by the opponent's shells, and even the machine guns became scrap metal; he saw with his own eyes that a half-foot-thick wall was penetrated by this weapon, and the Soviet army behind him was covered in blood. Call.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Finally, he felt that he should give up and retreat back, so he shouted orders to his soldiers, ready to let them go.

It is a pity that there are not many soldiers left who can hear his words in the messy position.

The ruined building that collapsed more than half of the main body of their defense line was already full of bullet holes at this moment, and many Soviet soldiers had fallen in a pool of blood.

The old platoon leader stood up and saw that the political prisoner who was chatting with him just now had fallen to the ground and lost his breath.

When he was about to turn around, a bullet pierced his neck, and the blood stained his collar all of a sudden.

The old platoon leader clutched his blood-gushing neck, staggered two steps, and then fell to the ground.