I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

Zai Muzao apologized to the wounded. In fact, this kind of accidental injury is not uncommon.Especially in such a dark environment, the highly nervous soldiers on both sides often misfired their guns, and they were even shelled by friendly forces a week ago.

Many people in the German army in Stalingrad now like to use the captured Soviet-made Bobosha submachine guns, because their firepower is better than all their own submachine guns, and the recoil is not as exaggerated as imagined. Worry.

"What's the difference between our rifles here and the fire sticks? Are your eyes and ears used to vent your anger? Am I firing at you? I..."

The soldier asked a series of rhetorical questions and cursed, but he was soon speechless and gasped in pain. Verbinski was pressing his wound to bandage to stop the bleeding, but the bullet had to wait until he went to the rear hospital to get it.

After the dressing was finished, Sergeant Douglas stepped forward and asked, "We are from the 16th Motorized Infantry Division. Where are all your members from the 94th Infantry Division?"

"Dead, the platoon leader is lying at your feet."

"all?"

"Others don't know, everyone in our platoon is here."

"What about the enemy?"

"There is a step to the right in the front passage. The iron gate above leads to a small warehouse. When we entered, we encountered an ambush. We retreated all the way here and barely repelled the attack from the opposite side. Just now, I also felt that there are talents over there. Fire."

"We're going to go on the offensive. Can you walk back by yourself? Will you join us?"

However, the soldiers waved their hands to indicate that there was nothing wrong with them, and then leaned against the sandbags and closed their eyes to rest.Sergeant Douglas had no choice but to leave him alone and lead the team to move on.

A few minutes later, Zai Muzuo and others cautiously arrived at the iron gate mentioned by the soldier of the 94th Infantry Division. However, they did not rush to attack because of the lessons learned from the past, but first searched for shelters around it and surrounded it.

Before they could launch an attack, a few explosions and screams came from inside, causing the people outside the door to look at each other.

"What's the situation? Ivans detonated their own grenades to commit suicide?" Zaimuza was puzzled.

"Whatever the hell they're up to, it's time for us to attack the brethren!"

After Sergeant Douglas finished speaking, he kicked open the iron door and rushed in, followed by Timuzuo. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and burning, and what caught his eyes was the raging fire everywhere. At the same time, a soldier with a flamethrower rushed in through the door.

"Who is it? Password!"

This time, Zai Muzao remembered his lesson and didn't shoot recklessly, but just raised his gun to aim.Moreover, flamethrowers are often used by the German army, and the Soviet army has only a small amount of such weapons.

"I don't remember what password Lieutenant William said." The other side was taken aback, and answered loudly in German. It was Hoffman, the combat engineer who had shown his prestige before.

This made Zai Muzao breathe a sigh of relief, and the others also raised their guns.The passages here extend in all directions like a mouse hole, and the troops led by Lieutenant William also came to this warehouse by mistake.Looking at the position of the corpses on the ground, it seemed that the Soviet army was only focused on defending the direction of Timuzao and the others, but they did not expect that a group of German troops would be surrounded behind their buttocks.

The previous explosion should have been caused by Lieutenant William and the others throwing a grenade first, and then the Soviet army burned by Hoffman with a flamethrower screamed again and again. Burning corpses were everywhere on the ground, some were motionless, some were still twitching, and even Someone at the back door slowly stood up!

"Watch your back!" shouted Sergeant Douglas.

"What back?" Hoffman was taken aback when he heard the warning. Wasn't his teammate Muller behind?

But he still turned his head, and a tall figure with flames all over his body swung the engineer shovel in his hand fiercely, and the sharp shovel directly chopped off his head.

"Is this the vengeful devil from hell?"

Hoffman watched his headless body fall down, and then he didn't know anything when his eyes went dark.Muller, another combat engineer who came in together, froze in place, his mind went blank and he didn't know what to do, while the devil walked towards him slowly.

Zaimuzuo raised his MP40 and aimed at the man who was like a flame of revenge, and shot him down with a round of bullets, and the engineer shovel in his hand slipped aside.

Hoffman, who was holding a flamethrower, blocked their shooting angle. Douglas could only remind them, but it was too late.

"I peed my pants! I peed my pants!" Mueller, who had not joined the army for a long time, shouted with a slightly crying tone.

No one laughed at him, he was not the only one who was frightened by the scene just now.

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The brutal street fighting in Stalingrad is still going on, and the battles between the Soviet army and the two armies in the city center basically revolve around some strongholds and buildings, such as the granary occupied by the 16th Motorized Infantry Division.But unlike the south of the city, the north of the city and the city center are often in a tug-of-war, and no one can tell how many times they have changed hands.

For example, the "Mamayev" highland, where Chuikov's previous headquarters was located, was in the hands of the Soviets in the morning, but was taken away by the Germans at noon. At night, the Soviet army launched a counterattack and took it back.The bombardment on both sides often hit their own people, because no one can tell who is now in control of the high ground.

两者都付出了惨重的代价。德军方面保卢斯的第六集团军和霍特的第四装甲集团军一共死伤4万多人。而苏联方面的损失更是惊人，有些师刚拉上火线几天就被打残。比如守卫粮仓等地的苏军近卫35师从战前3000人到只剩不到250步兵，244步兵师从3600人拼到了1500人，9月12日渡河增援的近卫13师有1万人，到了24日只剩4000多人。

But the balance of victory was tilting towards the German army. By September 9, the German army had occupied nearly 26% of the Stalingrad city area, and the south of the city was the smoothest. The square and government buildings were hung with swastika flags, and the dawn of victory seemed to appear on the horizon.

Chuikov heard different bad news every day. Station No. 35 was lost, Station No. 13 was lost, the granary was lost, the Red Square was lost, Mamayev Post was taken back and lost again!The 244th Guards Division was defeated, the 284th Guards Division was defeated, the [-]th Infantry Division was defeated, and the [-]th Infantry Division went first to win and then lost!

But it wasn't these things that he was most worried about!The industrial area in the north of the city is still under his control, and the central ferry brings him a lot of supplies and support every day.

What he is most worried about is the fighting spirit of the soldiers!

PS: I usually don’t save manuscripts, and there are two lines of tears for urgent matters.But I agreed to update today, and the code finally came out at almost 12 o'clock.I've been busy with work recently and I'm a little Calvin, sorry.Group 1 durian bar 7 ①[-]⑦① durian

Operation Blue - Stalingrad: Chapter 56 Chapter 54 Heroes and Monsters

It has been a month since the German army attacked Stalingrad. Not only is the German army exhausted, but the defense pressure of the 62nd Army has reached its limit.

On September 9, the headquarters of the 27nd Infantry Brigade of the Soviet Army, which was in charge of guarding the south of the city, was bombed and destroyed by shelling and air strikes.

The morale of the remaining officers and soldiers of the two brigades immediately collapsed, and a large number of soldiers fled to the Volga River. They would rather brave the German artillery to escape by grabbing a small raft or even a drifting log than stay in this purgatory on earth for one more time. seconds.

The German army took advantage of the momentum and swept up the Soviet stronghold south of the Tsaritsa River, and pessimism spread among the Soviet army...

"The decision on the punishment of several comrades in the 92nd Brigade has come down. I think the importance of Stalingrad has been clearly stated in Order No. 227, everyone. Now I want my soldiers to raise their heads. I want them to take Courage! I want them to stop peeing their pants! You are commissars, this should be your job!"

General Chuikov was very angry about this, and he summoned his political commissars to the new command post at the "Barricade" factory to hear their opinions.

"Shoot the fleeing generals and their chiefs of staff, send other cadres to punishment camps, send the families of the traitors to Siberia to dig potatoes?"

"Organize a party death squad and set an example for others?"

"........."

"Any more?"

Cui Kefu was a little disappointed listening to the speeches of the political commissars. These are mostly clichés, and the capable Soviet army has already been doing it.

On his first day as commander of the 62nd Army, he took over a mess.The immediate boss, Commander of the Stalingrad Front, Yemimenko, and political commissar Khrushchev set a good example for others, leading the team to a safe area on the other side of the river.The former commander Lopatin who stayed in the city also took the lead all day long to spread the failure speech of "I can't win, try my best, and run quickly." Later, he was replaced by him.

Everyone knows that the 62nd Group Army is a hot potato, but he was ordered to come here in the face of danger.Among the top commanders, he himself vowed to live and die with Stalingrad and insisted on staying on the west bank of the Volga River. It was not until the Mamayev Gang changed the command post a few days ago because the communication was interrupted by too frequent German shelling.

Since August, Chuikov’s gendarmerie has executed Order No. 8 in Stalingrad, detained more than 227 deserters and their officers, executed 15000 of them (mainly the leading commanders and political commissars), and sent about 278 to The punishment battalion was released, and the others were sent back to the original army to continue fighting.

But now Order No. 227 alone cannot save the increasingly low morale of the troops.

"Give them hope!"

Everyone looked sideways at the young political commissar with gold-rimmed glasses at the end of the political commissar team.

Being watched by so many officers, he was a little nervous for a while, but he still expressed his thoughts in Chuikov's encouraging eyes:

"Whether the soldiers flee or surrender is a dead end, they have no choice but to fight. But to arouse their fighting spirit and make them more active and brave, we must awaken their love for the motherland and hope for victory in their hearts. "

Speaking of which, the myopic political commissar swallowed, and the surrounding fell into silence. The commander didn't seem to blame him for his recklessness and was thinking seriously.

"Then how to implement it?"

"We must change our military newspapers and radio distribution strategies to report the ruthlessness of the enemy as well as the heroic and great deeds, celebrating the sacrifice and courage. We must give soldiers a reason to fight but also give them hope and self-esteem, so that they know All of this is worth it. We also need to set an example, preferably not a commander but an ordinary soldier, an example that can be followed by everyone, not an unattainable idol, in short, we need-heroes."

Chuikov nodded, and paced back and forth with his hands clasped together.

"Do you know any heroes? Comrade Commissar?"

"Yes, sir. I know a hero, a great hero."

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At the end of September, the battle of the German army in some parts of Stalingrad fell into a stalemate. Most of the 9 infantry battalions that directly participated in the attack were rated as strong (more than 63 people) or medium strength (400-300 people) by the staff. ).Now 400 battalions are weak (16-100 men), 200 battalions are drained (less than 4 men), an average of 100 men per infantry company.

Therefore, Paulus mobilized his forces from a full-scale attack to a focused attack while he was in pain, and the fighting in other places eased up a little.

Timuzuo and their company lost less than half of their manpower in the past two months. Counting the orderly soldiers, there were still more than 90 people left, and their platoon still had 27 people.Now they are stationed in a platoon in several half-destroyed buildings in the south of the city. This place used to be an inn, and the enemy is in the ruins across the street, sometimes less than 30 meters apart.

At such a close distance, the artillery and aircraft on both sides did not dare to bomb at will, and could only rely on the infantry to fight each other passionately.

It happened that although the German army suffered heavy losses, the Soviet army on the opposite side was also paralyzed. They didn't have enough troops to attack the opponent while defending their own positions, which was more than enough.Every day, they ping-pong-pong shot each other for a while, and no one could do anything to the other, and then they retreated to the bunker tacitly.

On duty, waiting, eating, and sleeping have become the main life of the soldiers. When not on duty, everyone sits in the lobby on the first floor. Some smoke and some are in a daze, and few people chat.

Zaimuzuo leaned against the corner and looked down at the golden finger that worked again yesterday. When he was examining the corpse, the Vengeful Flame was absorbed by him again with some black mist.It's just that this time he didn't give him too much memory to watch the movie, but it made him have a nightmare!

He dreamed that his whole body was wrapped in flames, and he was tortured by the severe burning pain at first, but after a while the epidermal nerve was destroyed, he lost consciousness all over his body, he could not feel the heat or pain, even the touch of the ground Nothing, only hatred, hatred from the bottom of his heart can make him stand up again and continue to fight.

Sergey Vladimir, this is the name of the vengeful flame, and it is the only information Zaimuzao knows.After the nightmare, he felt that his tolerance to pain seemed to have improved a lot.

It is not to improve the defense power like adding armor and magic resistance in the game, but to improve the endurance after injury.If a bullet from the opposite side hits his leg, whether it should be broken or broken, but before, I could only roll around crying while hugging the wound, but now I might reluctantly jump back with the other leg.And the deeper the hatred in one's heart, the stronger this ability seems to be.

"How did he get a special skill for beating after suffering so much? It's useless. It's not just a shot." Cai Muzuo cursed in his heart, and he found some rules of his golden finger. : First of all, the enemy must be killed by oneself.Secondly, you can't be ordinary people, you have to be an elite.In the end, he had to touch the corpse and absorb his black mist, or... the soul?

If it wasn't for absorbing souls, how could it obtain the memories of those people?

Are you a human now?Is it a ghost?Or other monsters?

PS: Working overtime every day is getting later and later, but the update can be regarded as completed in the early morning, so there is no breaking promise!In addition, the most speechless thing in "Soldiers Coming to the City" is that the credit for guarding Stalingrad was given to the Corn Emperor. This guy slipped away early in the morning, okay? Cuikov is the real man. The command post is bombarded every day and he didn't say he ran away. If you run again, maybe the morale of the entire Stalingrad will really collapse.

Operation Blue - Stalingrad: Chapter 57Chapter 55 Encounters

"A monster is a monster. Without Goldfinger, I would have died in the old Oscar's position. I'd rather die than live, wouldn't I?"

Thinking of this in his heart, Zaimuza took out the TT-33 pistol at his waist and wiped it carefully, his face was cloudy. It was the previous owner of this pistol that gave Zaimuza the extremely practical danger perception ability that he relied on for survival. Saved his own life for the first time.

"I'm not a man anymore!"

After maintaining the pistol, Zaimuza shouted resignedly.

"What strange words are you talking about Hans? That big man scared you silly yesterday? That's really strange, you are also afraid sometimes?" Friedheim picked up the cigarette on the ground and said sarcastically.

Just now he was smoking a cigarette and meditating, but he was startled by Cai Muzuo who was screaming strangely, thinking that the enemy rushed up, and threw away the half-smoked cigarette butt directly.

Not paying attention to his ridicule, Zaimuza directly took the half of the cigarette in his hand.

"You really have changed."

Cai Muzuo had never smoked before, but these days he discovered that the so-called gold finger has a price.Since he has obtained the memories and skills in other people's souls, the shortcomings and habits in those souls will inevitably affect him.

The most obvious thing is that he is no longer disgusted with smoking and drinking. Both Gregory and Sergey are old smokers and old alcoholics. Now he will not feel any discomfort or nausea when he is surrounded by smoke, but will be very comfortable. , it will undoubtedly be more comfortable if you can drink a little wine.

In addition, he was becoming increasingly irritable and irritable, whether it was due to the brutal street fighting or the side effects of Goldfinger.

"When did the German army turn into a disadvantage? Where did the Soviet army fight in the Uranus plan?" Zaimokza was thinking hard while smoking, trying to recall the things about Stalingrad in his memory.

But in his previous life, he was ignorant and ignorant, and he took sides in post bars and forums to criticize each other, and he didn't write down any of the dry stuff of the great gods.

He is now the same as when he was a student. He didn't review before the exam, and he scratched his head anxiously in the exam room, but there is no make-up exam now.Although he couldn't control the situation of the battle even in retrospect, not to mention Adolf, even Captain Feiger might not necessarily listen to a second-class soldier beeping.

It's just that when he retreats at a disadvantage, he must at least know where to run away?

"What's the matter? You're not quite right today." Friedheim took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it, looking at Zaimuzuo.

"I'm worried about our future. Stalingrad is a tomb, we have to find a way to get out of here! We will only go to death here." Zai Muzao looked around and whispered when he saw that no one else was paying attention.

"Oh! Well, I thought you were never afraid of death."

Fredheim laughed lightly, exhaled a smoke ring, and continued: "But you are right about one thing. This is a slaughterhouse, and we are pigs waiting to be slaughtered. We lose half of our people in a month, haha. But this After all, it is the matter of the generals and that person, so what can we do."

Cai Muzuo wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of military boots outside the building.

"Who?" Zai Muzao vigilantly opened the safety of the submachine gun, and Friedheim also raised the rifle in his hand.

"I, your dearest, dearest foreign volunteer Carl."

The person who came was a tall and strong young man with a big iron box on his back and a snakeskin bag in his hand.Karl is Danish, and Zaimuzuo couldn't figure out why the descendants of the Vikings willingly came to work for an Austrian. Norway and Denmark were both captured by the German army.This group of Vikings joined the army in large numbers and were extremely fanatical. The SS even specially formed a "Viking Division" to accommodate these foreign mercenaries. The combat effectiveness was second only to the [-]st Division of the SS.

"Ah, dear Karl, welcome back to hell on earth." Zaimokzao reached out to him and pulled him up from the gap at the back of the hotel.

It is not acceptable to take the steps of the main entrance, which is facing the enemy's position.

"It's hell everywhere now."

Carl put down the iron box and bag carefully, and Timuzuo yelled upstairs, "Dinner is ready!", and then opened the iron box expectantly.

"These horse dung and mentally retarded bread again? Well, the rich nutrition should let the generals taste more."

The box contained the entire row of today's lunch and dinner. It was boiled from potatoes and rotten vegetables into a puree, which looked very similar to a certain substance from a distance, exuding an indescribable smell.What is in the bag is black bread, and the stew in the past is now rare, and the limited transportation capacity is given priority to replenish and equip weapons.

When the whole row was almost eaten, Cai Muzuo shook the empty jug and asked the others, "Who is going to fetch water today?"

"Hoffman, he went to see God yesterday."

"Okay, then I'll do it myself, does anyone else need to do it for me?"

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Vasily is now a household name in Stalingrad in the Soviet Union, and not just because of his headlines in Pravda, Red Star, and other military newspapers, although it did spread his reputation enormously.

"Vassily Zaitsev, a young hunter from the Urals of Siberia, who, like countless brave fighters, responded to Comrade Stalin's call, armed only with a gun, quickly brought the German invaders to battle on September 1942, 9 He killed 20 Germans on the first day and now the enemy is stalled and their only way out is to retreat..."

After becoming famous, Vasily became a sniper active in various regions, and with him was the political commissar named Danilov.The political commissar is responsible for sorting out his daily record, and then write it into a manuscript and post it on Toutiao the next day.