On the battlefield, life and death are just a matter of probability.

Maybe a bullet will fly over there and you'll be done with it.

Or when you think there is no danger, a roaring shell blows you to pieces, and in the end not even a whole body is left behind.

After this attack was repulsed, the German army paused for a while.

Hugjiril had a bad feeling, because the longer the German army stayed, the more violent the next attack would be.

This is indeed the case, Guderian is conducting larger-scale mobilization.

It had been two days since the attack, and his three regiments had suffered heavy losses.

A company that withdrew last night was called by the company commander. The next person who answered was a second lieutenant and two corporals.

The regiment under his command was assembled, and its current strength was only half of what it was when the war began.

His division was fully manned, with a total strength of nine thousand men.

This does not include the troops directly under the division!

If these are included, the number of people exceeds 11,000.

Such a huge army was destroyed by half.

If it was another army, it might have collapsed by now, or it might have mutinied.

I have to say that Guderian was very good at leading troops.

The troops suffered such heavy losses that their morale was not low.

"Boys, I know it would be cruel to send you up there.

But think about it, how many of your brothers died on that battlefield.

They think about victory until they die!

I want you to rush forward and finish what they unfortunately did not finish.

Let them rest in peace in heaven instead of dying like this."

Guderian shouted loudly to the two companies that were mobilized.

Then he waved his hand, and two companies of German soldiers walked towards the battlefield of life and death.

The artillery units in the rear prepared the most intense artillery fire to date.

The overwhelming artillery fire fell on the Ming army's position, and the flames of the artillery explosion turned half of the sky red.

Hugjirel hid in the shell shelter and endured the impact of the sound waves.

My ears have lost hearing for a long time, and now my ears are full of "buzzing" and "buzzing" sounds.

My chest was so tight that I could hardly breathe.

The body squatting in the shell-proof hole was shaking more like a sampan in a violent storm.

In the past, there were others who could comfort each other in the shelter.

Fortunately, Hugjirel is the only one in the cannon shelter.

He was not the only one, there were many corpses of Mongolian soldiers.

This is the tradition of the Mongolian camp. As long as the bodies can be recovered, try to recover them and drag them into the shell shelter.

Batu said, they are all men from the grassland.

Although they died in a foreign country, at least their bodies could not be left intact.

The body was placed outside, and after two rounds of cannon fire, the body was broken into pieces. No matter how hard you tried to piece it together, it couldn't be put together neatly.

Eight people were crammed into this bomb-proof hole, which was exactly the number of people in a formal squad.

This is the most capable class under Hugjiril, and the class leader is a wrestler from Colin Zuoqi.

His body was as majestic as a bear's head, but who would have thought that this guy was actually shot into his temple by a shrapnel the size of a date stone.

It went in this way and out that way, but before it came out completely, the barb on the shrapnel got stuck on the bone of the temple on the other side.

It was very painful when he died. His body jumped like a fish on the shore for more than ten minutes before dying.

The three soldiers spent a lot of effort before dragging his body back into the shelter.

He is also the guy who occupies the largest area in the cannon shelter.

At this time, the guy's eyes were wide open and he was looking at the roof of the shelter.

Bits of dust kept falling, gradually covering his eyes.

Hugjirel tried several times to get him to close his eyes, but he never succeeded.

There is no other way!

This is the only way to keep his eyes open!

When we are about to evacuate, we must get a few more incendiary bombs to burn this place down.

Even if they cannot return to the Mongolian grasslands, they cannot let the bodies of these brothers be insulted by the enemy.

Although, the German army has no precedent of insulting the corpses of Ming soldiers.

But who can guarantee that it won’t happen in the future?

What's more, they killed so many people in front of this position.

Under hatred, morality is nothing.

The shelling stopped, and Hugjiril took a gulp of water, then took some water and wiped it on his face.

This time, his face looked like a clay monkey.

Ignoring wiping my face, I picked up my Aka rifle and rushed out.

At this time, the Ming army also began to counterattack with artillery fire, and a wall of fire was shot out in front of the position.

On the first day of the battle, the 107mm rocket launcher battery was completely wiped out.

However, only half a day passed before two more 107 rocket launcher batteries were mobilized from the rear.

The German heavy rocket launcher battalion was discovered by the falcon-like Stuka because it was not well hidden during the day.

But this cannot be blamed on the Germans. They had covered the artillery truck well with tree branches.

Who would have thought that Stuka pilots would fly at ultra-low altitudes.

The airflow swaying under the wing forcefully blew away the branches covering the gun body.

Now, those heavy rocket launchers are no different from running naked.

As if vultures had seen the corpses, the Stukas swooped down one after another to drop bombs.

Some Stukas carried napalm bombs, amidst the flames and strong explosions.

Those heavy rocket launchers turned into balls of black smoking scrap metal. Guderian almost fainted when he heard the news.

Without the heavy rocket launcher battalion, the firepower advantage on the battlefield came to the Ming army again.

In front of the German attack, there must be a wall of fire and iron. If you want to penetrate this wall, you will have to lose at least 30% of your manpower.

However, despite this, the Mongolian battalion, which had been severely depleted in continuous battles, could not withstand an attack of this scale.

Hugjirel held an Aka rifle and kept firing.
Chapter completed!