Humans in World War II: Army Defeated by Beacon Fire

Chapter 1 The bloody battle of Stalingrad
On September 1942, 9, the German army broke into the urban area from the north of the city and launched a fierce street battle with the Soviet 14th Second Army. The two sides fought repeatedly street by street, building by building, and house by house.

Hiss!Hiss!
Intensive firepower from the MG34/42 machine gun was firing at the window.

The dust on the sides blown by the splashing gas keeps rising.

The sandbags on both sides were constantly vibrating, and the machine gunners continued to harvest the Soviet soldiers rushing outside.

"Howard took two men to move the ammunition and told Lieutenant Taylor that we needed support, medical and personnel."

Corporal Edward, [-]rd Platoon Commander, was directing the battle.

The three-story factory building has a reinforced concrete frame, so its defense is very good.

The vast majority of houses have been destroyed.

The building in front of me is still standing strong.

It survived planes, survived artillery, and now became an important stronghold fought over by both sides.

On the first floor of the factory building, there is a row of wounded German soldiers under the wall at the back.

It looked carefully that there were seven or eight people lying on the ground waiting for rescue.

A half-track motorcycle serves as the only means of transportation for the injured.

The seriously wounded were placed directly on top and bundled with three ropes, and a lightly wounded was also draped on top.

One of the soldiers took the first aid kit and rummaged through the available items inside to stop the bleeding and treat the wounded as much as possible.

The most important thing at this time is nothing else but stopping the bleeding.

As long as the bleeding stops, half of your life will be restored.

If the bleeding cannot be stopped, press the bleeding area and send it to a field hospital as soon as possible.

"Corporal, there is no way to continue fighting like this. We have suffered too many losses. These Soviets are already death squads. Unless they are all killed, no one will retreat."

After finishing a round of bullets and changing the magazine, Poppy looked at Edward and shouted.

"227!"

Edward murmured to himself that he knew why the Soviet army was like this, because the entire Stalingrad was resisted by 227.

There are two choices: one is to face the death of the enemy, which will count you as an honorable sacrifice, the other is to retreat and be killed by your own people, which will count you as treason.

If everyone knew what to choose, they would die before and after, and if there was no way to survive if they retreated, they would not retreat.

There is a glimmer of hope to move forward, but the future is definitely doomed.

"I have asked Howard to carry ammunition. He will be back soon. No matter what, the Soviet army cannot break through here. There are still many wounded people behind the house."

Edward said firmly, while taking out a bayonet from his waist and mounting it on the Mauser 98K rifle.

It's a sniper rifle with a quadruple scope on it.

Even snipers now have to pick up their rifles and go shopping.

Twelve minutes later, Machine Gunner Winston shouted "Bullets! Bullets!"

As Winston shouted, the last canvas belt was pulled out.

Everyone knew that a bloody battle was about to begin, and almost everyone had access to melee weapons that could be used to fight.

Hiss!Hiss!
After several days of fighting, Winston had the last MG34/42 general-purpose machine gun left in his hands.

This is really important to the entire army.

"I don't have any bullets anymore"

Bucky, who was leaning behind the sandbag, threw aside the Bobosha in his hand and said.

"Everyone is here! Prepare for close combat!"

Edward roared.

"call!"

All the soldiers still alive immediately followed up with a shout.

The Soviet soldiers who rushed in with weapons just jumped in from the window.

Mason, who was hiding behind the window, picked up a brick and slammed it on the Soviet soldier's helmet.

The Soviet soldier felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet and leaned forward.

Boom!

He fell heavily to the ground, just as he was about to get up.

Another brick was slapped hard on the forehead.The huge blow directly hit the Soviet soldier's head, making him dizzy and his ears roaring.

pat!

Multiple bricks hit him hard on the head.

Then Mason fiercely pulled the Soviet soldier's helmet from behind and pulled it up.

When the Soviet soldiers were dying, they probably regretted most why they tied their hat cords around their throats.

The entire first floor was a constant hand-to-hand battle.

boom!
Another Soviet soldier jumped in from the window, raising his gun and preparing to shoot at Mason.

However, Edward raised his sniper rifle and hit his arm directly.

The Bobosha submachine gun in his hand was unsteady and he let go.

However, the firearm's strap did not cause the firearm to fall to the ground.

"ah!"

After firing, Edward directly took the 98K rifle bayonet in his hand and stabbed it into the Soviet soldier's stomach. Using his strong force, he pushed him out of the window and hit him heavily on the ground.

Then he quickly drew his pistol and killed the Soviet soldier who jumped in from the next window.

"Mason, pick up the weapons and follow me."

Edward shouted loudly.

Mason quickly picked up the Bobosha submachine gun of the fallen Soviet soldier.

Da da da!Da da da!
Mason, who had taken up his weapon, immediately began shooting.

The two Soviet soldiers fell to the ground immediately.

click!click!
The gun was out of bullets, and there was the sound of an empty gun.

He immediately threw down the submachine gun in his hand, and a Soviet soldier rushed over and threw him over his shoulder, hitting him heavily on the ground.

Pfft!

This heavy fall on the back caused the Soviet soldiers to vomit blood.

Before he could care about anything else, a pair of iron palms pinched his neck hard.

He kept kicking his legs on the ground, trying to support Mason who was sitting on him to pry him down, but Mason was so stable that he was not knocked over at all.

The sound of cracking bones in the neck was heard.

The Soviet soldiers in his hands were completely dead.

How could these new mobilized soldiers be the match for the German veterans in front of them?

Even they have never practiced formal fighting together, and some of them just fight instinctively.

No matter how the opponent is in such a situation, we cannot blame the Soviet army. Their veterans have been almost exhausted in the first week after the Battle of Stalingrad.

The combat effectiveness of the new recruits added now is indeed not very good.

However, there are still some Soviet veterans leading the team.

A Soviet veteran kicked Mason hard from the side.

Mason, who was unable to dodge, was kicked hard in the face.

The whole left ear was buzzing from the impact, and the whole eyes were flashing. It seemed that the blow was too hard.

Mason fell heavily to the ground with one leg still on the body of the Soviet soldier he had just killed.

A pair of big feet was stepping towards him quickly.

Snapped!
After Edward dealt with a Soviet soldier who rushed in, he saw Mason falling to the ground and was ready to shoot.

However, the bullet was empty, and he threw out the pistol and headed directly towards the face of the Soviet veteran.

"ah!"

Edward roared and rushed forward, hugging the opponent's waist and rushing forward.

Boom!

A heavy impact caused both of them to fall to the ground.

(End of this chapter)