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    "go! go! go!"

    Carrying the Thompson submachine gun, I picked up a soldier in front of me who had fallen down because his foot failed to step in the snow. I rushed forward a few steps with difficulty. As soon as I jumped into a shell crater, the Germans  A hail of human bullets.  <-> But the soldier was a step too late. He was hit in the abdomen by a German rifle bullet and fell on the edge of the crater.  Perhaps out of survival instinct, the soldier covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand, gritted his teeth and tried desperately to crawl into the crater where I was to save his life!

    "Help! help!"

    I looked back and saw that he was injured. I didn¡¯t even have time to consider whether he would be shot by the Germans if he leaned out. I reached out and grabbed his collar and dragged him into this small pit.

    "Damn it, you were shot! Where is the injury?"

    "Sir, I was shot in the stomach! I may be finished!" He endured the huge pain and let go of the hand covering the wound. He shouted to me with a look of despair. His hands were all red.  Blood.

    "Well! You're fine! You just got shot accidentally! Take out the bullet and you'll be fine! Damn it, medic! Medic! Come and stop the bleeding!"

    His wound was on the left side of his abdomen, and the bullet seemed to have hit his kidney. In normal times, he could have been rescued in time, but now I know it is hard to say, because in this extremely cold weather, he kept leaking  The blood was quickly frozen into ice cubes on the cotton-padded clothes, becoming increasingly hard!

    When the medical soldier Qiao heard my shout, he held his helmet with the red cross logo on it, hugged the medical bag, and jumped into the crater, making the originally small space suddenly full.

    "Sir, where is his injury?"

    "Maybe it's the left kidney! He's bleeding badly now!"

    At this time, the blood had stained the thick cotton clothes red. The severe pain and cold stimulation made him curl up into a ball. His face became pale and bloodless, and his lips turned purple. He said tremblingly.  Without saying a word, he just kept moaning: "I'm cold, I'm cold. I"

    "Hold him tight for me!" The medical soldier tore open his cotton-padded clothes.  He took out a large wad of sterilized alcohol cotton from the medical bag and applied it to the wound that was still bleeding.  The soldier, who was gradually dying, was greatly stimulated. He yelled "Ah~" in pain and almost broke free from my restraints. He said with a trembling voice: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

    I couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it, you want to die after just a small injury? I order you, hold on! You can't die without my order!" I finished.  I said to the medical soldier who was roughly bandaging the wound: "Qiao, he is handed over to you! You must let him live!"

    "Yes, sir!" the medical soldier agreed, turned around and shouted to the two stretcher bearers not far behind him who were responsible for transporting the wounded: "This wounded man needs a stretcher!"

    The firepower of the Germans is actually not very fierce. Judging from the sound of gunfire, it is mainly the sound of the German standard Mauser 1898 rifle and MP40 submachine gun, and the continuous shooting sound of the mg machine gun that is most annoying to veterans.  But it rarely appears.  Not only that, there are not many rapid-fire weapons such as submachine guns. Of course, this also reflects that the enemy's weapons and ammunition are not sufficient. We no longer dare to use such high-speed, high-ammunition-consuming weapons.  Restricted use may be the only good news for us on the front lines until now.

    "Machine gun squad. Suppress the enemy's shooters! Don't let them raise their heads to attack us! Don't save bullets for me! Damn it!"

    The machine gun of the weapons squad.  They were frantically shooting at the enemy's positions, and the snipers transferred by David and the Brigadier General were also at various sniper points.  To conduct a battlefield roll call of the enemy, of course, the assistance of various artillery fire is indispensable.  With so many battlefield voices and measures of assistance, at least the soldiers participating in the war will not be so frightened and desperate, and may still have a glimmer of hope of victory alive.

    The German counterattack is actually very difficult, because when the means of continuous fire suppression are lost, soldiers will lose their battlefield vision and survival space in terms of tactical applications.

    For example, in the current blizzard weather, the spatial distance between us and the Germans is actually very close. In order to ensure the effective use of each round of ammunition, the Germans must achieve the most accurate shooting within the visible field of view.  Although the Germans are in a dense forest and the thick snow has slowed down our movement, such blizzard weather is also a cover for us. The best effective distance for their blocking is within a hundred meters.  As long as the attacking soldiers break through this distance, whoever has strong melee firepower will have an advantage.

    The Germans are in a dense forest, but in the eyes of soldiers with certain combat experience, as long as the opponent fires a gun, the sound of the gunshot and the point of impact will indicate the approximate location of the enemy, and various firepower will be called to cover the position.  Of course neither do the Germans#x4e86;Patted him on the shoulder and said: "Hogan, please bear with me! Now we must be careful of the enemy's cold shots!"

    "Boom!" After an explosion of the artillery shell, another German soldier was seen taking away his life. He was knocked out of the pit by the shell, and the rifle in his hand was also thrown not far away by the shock wave of the shell.

    The German soldiers were not dead for a while, with blood foaming from the corners of their mouths. They tried to keep their eyes open with the luster gradually fading, and they kept twitching in the pool of blood.  Suddenly, in his haziness, he saw a shining bayonet on a rifle, which slowly enlarged and made a "Puff~" sound on his body. Then he knew nothing and fell into darkness forever!

    "Captain, we have broken into the German position! We are preparing to attack in depth! Over!" Good news came from Lin Burna's forward troops at this time!

    "Great! Lin Bernard, you immediately leave one unit behind and use the machine gun as a fulcrum to cover the follow-up troops! The rest quickly spread to the two wings! Don't give the enemy a chance to breathe! Pin them down firmly! Over!"

    "Yes, Captain! Over!"

    After finishing the call with Lindner, I immediately said to the signal soldier: "Order each platoon to move faster! Don't fuck it, you are still dawdling in place! Also, tell the general that we have broken into the German position.  We are already preparing to develop in depth!¡±

    The signal soldier said simply: "Yes, sir!"

    After Mr. Brigadier General learned the news, he praised his officers: "Well, the combat effectiveness of the Rangers is really good! Order the second echelon of troops to attack and expand the results!"

    "Yes, General!"

    I was lying on the ground, using a telescope to observe the location of the enemy's strong firepower points of resistance, marking the enemy's coordinates on a large-scale military map, and then when I called for artillery support, the signal soldier said: "Captain, the second echelon is coming up soon!  "

    I looked back and saw a unit of the 101st Airborne Division rushing up along our attack route!  I said happily: "That's great, I'm afraid that my manpower is not enough to stabilize the current results!"

    In fact, my command position is not difficult to find. It is just behind my offensive troops. Although to the officers in the rear or in the command room, my position is still on the front line, but from the perspective of the soldiers fighting on the front line,  My place is safe.  This is not a fear of death, but after all, what an officer has to do cannot be the same as that of a soldier. The most important role of an officer on the battlefield is command and coordination. Sometimes, an officer who dies prematurely will affect the victory of a local battlefield.  .  (To be continued.);'s troops rushed up along our attack route!  I said happily: "That's great, I'm afraid that my manpower is not enough to stabilize the current results!"

    In fact, my command position is not difficult to find. It is just behind my offensive troops. Although to the officers in the rear or in the command room, my position is still on the front line, but from the perspective of the soldiers fighting on the front line,  My place is safe.  This is not a fear of death, but after all, what an officer has to do cannot be the same as that of a soldier. The most important role of an officer on the battlefield is command and coordination. Sometimes, an officer who dies prematurely will affect the victory of a local battlefield.  .  (To be continued.)
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