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Chapter 187: Street Fighting (2)

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    Soldier's Serial Diary

    Around 5 a.m. on July 10, just when I was about to turn over and prepare to change my position to continue sleeping, the platoon leader¡¯s hard leather boots kicked me back from my dream to reality.  Before our heavy artillery group started shelling the Soviets from behind, I squatted listlessly in the crater filled with snot-like water, chewing hard on compressed biscuits as hard as granite, and concentrating on imagining what I wanted most now.  Things to do: Brush your teeth, take a hot bath, eat a hot meal, then put on clean pajamas and lie down in a warm bed for a good sleep.

    "Brothers, check your weapons! Get ready to fight!"

    "Wait a minute, anyone with gray-blue eyes will be killed by me!"

    The officers, who were as unkempt and dirty as we were, each with their backs bent like lobsters, walked back and forth in the trenches tirelessly and shouted hoarsely. The main difference between them and ordinary soldiers was the "33" in their hands.  Officer-issued pistol.  Because Soviet snipers were everywhere in the ruins of the city, many officers wore soldiers' helmets and took off the waterproof leather jackets issued to officers in order to avoid being shot coldly. However, a few officers wanted to boost morale.  , still insist on wearing officer uniforms, such as our deputy brigade commander Lieutenant Colonel Shang.

    The huge and continuous explosions of artillery shells like rolling thunder were mixed with tsunami-like air waves. The overwhelming sound swept across the trenches like a hurricane. The dust was constantly shaken off, and the flying stones knocked the soldiers in the trenches.  Their helmets jingled, and countless artillery shells and rockets with fiery red tails were fired like raindrops from our heavy artillery regiments in the rear towards the areas where the Soviet troops were entrenched in the city, repeatedly destroying the city.  Carefully and patiently blast from ruin to even more ruin.  It is said that those "Skyfire" rocket launchers are filled with steel balls. After being launched, they explode at a height of one person from the ground. The power is amazing. I don't know which unscrupulous military expert designed it.  The pungent smell of sulfur and black smoke lingered like thick ink.  Our 50th Brigade is huddled in the trench next to the Soviet Students Square in the west of the city, getting ready for the next street battle. Everyone's face is black with sweat and gunpowder smoke, and the sweat is like paste, turning the tatters into pieces.  The camouflage field uniform stuck firmly to the body, as if it had merged with the stiff skin, which was extremely uncomfortable.  Some of the brothers were wolfing down compressed biscuits to replenish their energy, some were holding their guns and calming down with their eyes closed, turning a deaf ear to the noise of war filling their ears, and some were loading bullets into their assault rifles over and over again.  , most of the soldiers were still smoking out of boredom.  The rampant activities of Soviet snipers made smoking at night a suicidal behavior, and we could only enjoy the smell of burning tobacco in the interval before the war.

    The shelling continued, and I looked up boredly at the sky full of bullet traces. The gloomy dark clouds and the equally gloomy gun smoke shrouded this city called Novosibirsk airtightly, and there was no sunlight at all in the gray sky.  , only our bombers roared and dropped bombs.  Nearby, a large number of dead Soviet corpses were piled up in random directions, rifles, submachine guns, and bullet casings were scattered everywhere. Destroyed cars and tanks were burning in the square that had been reduced to rubble; in the distance, a  A mutilated building was collapsing crazily amidst the thick smoke and dust. The thick smoke, fire, and loud noises destroyed the entire city beyond recognition. Neat and dense craters like fish scales were scattered all over the field of vision.  I looked away, and my attention was attracted by Lao Hong next to me.  Lao Hong's full name is Hong Zhenxiao. This first-class soldier who only reached the rank of first-class soldier after serving in the army for three years is concentrating on standing up a row of 88mm artillery shell casings in front of him from who knows where.  On those shiny shell shells, the names of gods such as "Tathagata Buddha", "Jade Emperor", "Guanyin Bodhisattva", and the "God" believed by the Germans were written crookedly in charcoal. The gods from all walks of life bowed down respectfully in front of them.  There were three cigarettes inserted that had been almost smoked by him.  This guy looked serious and muttered something.

    "What are you doing?" Zhao Kai next to me asked in surprise.

    "Worship God and pray to Buddha. As the saying goes, 'It is better to believe that something exists than to believe something does not exist.'" Lao Hong prayed devoutly, and he seemed to be very enthusiastic and authentic, "You also worship together."

    "So many gods? You just use three cigarette butts to worship them?" I stared at him.

    "I haven't smoked enough cigarettes myself. Sincerity is what makes you spiritual, as long as your mind comes to mind, right? Besides, so many gods are safe, there must be one who appears, right?" Lao Hong said plausibly.

    The squad leader, Corporal Li Ma, had a cigarette in his mouth and crawled over like a caterpillar on a vegetable leaf. The heavy "bulletproof vest" on his body made his movements as cumbersome and arduous as a panda.The steel with huge energy and momentum instantly burst the Soviet soldier's head like a balloon.

    "You have the guts!" Lao Hong shouted.  My nerves were suddenly paralyzed like a cramp. When I came to my senses, I stared dumbfounded at the brother who looked like a ghost with his head and brain covered in blood.  With a sound of "Boom!", a wall made of reinforced concrete was knocked over. Amid the flying sand and rocks, a majestic "Siberian Tiger" broke through the wall like it was descending a mountain. The blast of the 88mm main gun and the  The 12.7mm heavy machine gun roared back and forth like a hurricane, and the Soviet tractors and semi-finished tanks on the production line were blown to pieces one after another.

    The brothers of the 1st and 2nd Battalions began to use bundles of grenades to clear the way, blasting open the walls and continuing the assault into the industrial zone.  A pungent smell of sulfuric acid penetrated my nostrils, making me choke and burst into tears.

    "That's a nitric acid factory! Don't go in! You idiot!" their Battalion Commander Qi and Battalion Commander Liu yelled in anger.

    Horrible screams and howls of ghosts and wolf howls came from the factory where the Soviets produced nitric acid and explosives. Accompanied by waves of disgusting and weird smells, I crawled among the piles of dead people, shivering like I was exhausted.  In the past, the hand-to-hand fighting continued, and the constant sizzling sound like lard frying meat made the hairs on my body stand up. I knew that it was the terrifying sound made by strong acid corroding human hair and muscles.  My eyes widened. The soldiers who fell into the pool were like snakes shedding their skin. The clothes on their bodies quickly turned into black charcoal. After the pieces fell off, it was the turn of skin and flesh.  They were like pieces of living meat being boiled in a pot, with blood gushing out all over their bodies. Large pieces of skin and flesh continued to fall off like crusts under the erosion of the strong acid liquid, revealing the pale white tendons and blood vessels inside, and even the white bones.  ; The soldiers whose heads and faces were splashed with nitric acid were even more miserable. The helmets they wore immediately started to smoke, and the hard steel was quickly corroded in the chemical reaction, followed by their hair and scalp.  A lot of ground fell, revealing the Tianling Cap and skull; while the soldiers whose eyes were blinded by the acid screamed crazily and desperately, and the skin on their cheeks peeled away, revealing two rows of white teeth and wriggling  The tongue is like the skeleton ghost in Senluo Palace.  The desperate fight, the desperate wailing, the helpless struggle, and the spurting blood, this is really a horrific scene like Abi Hell that is difficult to describe in words.

    "Amitabha!" I murmured a prayer, rolling and crawling among the corpses and leaning toward the monitors Li Ma, Lao Hong, and Zhao Kai. There were only four of us left in the class.  All the brothers were checking their firearms and began to rush in for a last-ditch effort.  "Son of a bitch!" The brothers who rushed in suddenly shouted in panic, and then swarmed out like an ebbing tide.

    "Boom!" A sudden huge explosion detonated the nitric acid pool and semi-finished explosives piled inside. The entire Soviet workshop was like a launching "Iron Fist" anti-tank rocket launcher, spitting fire from both ends, densely packed with broken bricks and  The layers of corpses, as well as the living people like us, were lifted up by the huge shock wave.  I was thrown back into the pile of dead people by the scorching airwaves, and a pile of messy bricks hit me head-on. I tried my best to hold my head to protect it.  The violent vibration caused me to vomit, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. My internal organs seemed to be stuck together. I felt that my face was swollen, as if it was congested with blood. Amidst the stars in my eyes, my vision went dark.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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