my head

In the decisive battle at the first stop, Namu intends to take advantage of the enemy's unstable foothold and weak force, and rush into the enemy's formation in one fell swoop. If Namu is really allowed to realize this tactic, then the entire "Storm Commando" must be wiped out.

Nam's ideas and tactical arrangements are indeed good, but Otto and the others rely on the oil well for defense. Behind the oil well is a steel oil well frame. Could it be that the cavalry rushed in and hit the steel frame, so Nam's strategy is of no use to the "Storm Commando" , It can be said that Nam's offensive strategy does not match the actual situation at all.Nam's tactic was only successful if the Storm Troopers were deployed in a wide area.

It's getting closer, getting closer, under the faint moonlight, Nam can already see the cold light of the bayonet on the gun, what makes Nam extremely strange is that the helmets of these Germans don't reflect light at all under the moonlight, which makes Nam Doubts suddenly arose in my heart.Nam had dealt with the Germans before, and Nam had brought their German steel helmet himself.German-style helmets must be reflective. Although Nam was full of doubts, he still didn't order his troops to stop.

Under the moonlight, thousands of cavalry, armed with lances and long sabers on their waists, lined up in three 400-meter-wide queues and charged towards the easternmost oil well of the "Storm Commando", because attacking this oil well would not be attacked by others. The defensive force of the oil well attacked. The location of this oil well is very prominent, and the distance from other oil wells is more than 500 meters. The attack point chosen by Nam is still very correct.

Namu, who was riding on a war horse, was already on the verge of death and had no choice but to launch.

"Brothers, for Poland, for the homeland where I was born and raised. Drive the Germans out of Poland. Kill..."

"Kill... ah!!!"

The Polish army shouted.The galloping horse galloped towards the rocks on the shore like raging waves, and the posture of swallowing mountains and rivers seemed to sweep away the German army in front like fallen leaves.

Namu's blood was also boiling, and he pulled out a bright saber from his waist. Under the pale moonlight, the bright saber gave off a frighteningly cold light.Namu's whole body was attached to the horse's back, holding the reins of the horse tightly with one hand, the white horse seemed to understand the passionate fighting will of the master, let go of its hooves, and charged in a windy and electric gallop. Nam only felt a burst of inexplicable pleasure.

This is what soldiers like, which is why Namu uses a knife instead of a gun. He prefers to chop off the enemy's head with a knife, and then look at the enemy's body, spraying blood and falling down.

"Dada...Bump...Boom...Ahhhhhhhhhhh"

The Germans in front began to shoot.The bullets fired by the counterfeit Type 56 submachine gun and light machine gun drew countless death "flame whips" in the air.As long as he is touched by the "fire whip", he will either die or be injured. If he falls off the horse, he will most likely be trampled to death by other horses on his side.

Nam felt that the firepower of the Germans was too fierce. It seemed that each of them was using machine guns. The continuous barrage was like a violent storm. The screams tore Namu's heart apart. Whether it was a war horse or a brother, everything was trained by Namu's painstaking efforts. In such a short ten seconds, their lives were like the wind in the autumn wind. Like fallen leaves, they fade away.

Namu, whose heart was bleeding, pinched his legs, and the spurs on his riding boots made the mount under his crotch hurt, and he galloped faster, like lightning flashing in the dark night.

The German army in the distance began to support the German army here with mortars. Countless mortar shells fell down like heavy raindrops. Several men.

Nam didn't know what the sacrifice was on his side. He just felt that the striker on his side couldn't move when he rushed two or 300 meters in front of the German army. It seemed that within the range of 400 meters to 200 meters from Germany, there was a death No matter how many people fill in the vortex, it will have no effect.

Of course, Nam didn’t know that the range of the German knockoff Type 56 submachine gun is 400 meters. As long as the horses or people within this distance enter, there will be absolutely no survivors. At the same time, the mortar shells falling in this range are the most. Now, it is very difficult for the Polish army to break through Benson's line of defense.

At this time, Nam had rushed to about 800 meters away from the front of the German position. Nam, known for his flexible and changeable command, hurriedly shouted:

"Soldiers are divided into three groups, soldiers are divided into three groups..."

"Da da... bang bang... bang bang... tick tock..."

"Soldiers are divided into three groups, soldiers are divided into three groups..."

Of course, the soldiers around Namu could hear Namu's orders, but there was absolutely no way to hear them in the distance, so they also shouted. This is an ancient way for cavalry to pass orders. The only way to convey information is by shouting in unison.

Nam's cavalry regiment showed the effect of their hard work at this time. Almost instantly, the troops behind split into three groups and charged towards Benson's oil well.

"Kill... Da Da Bang Bang... Boom... Boom..."

The sound of killing, the sound of submachine guns, machine guns, cavalry guns, explosions, and the sound of horseshoes intertwined into a bloody battlefield under the bleak moonlight.It can be said that Nam's cavalry regiment lost a quarter of its strength in just a few minutes, but this did not make Nam's already completely fanatical Polish troops retreat, but rushed forward even more fearlessly.

At this time, Nam had already rushed to the front, and the people in front of him were all dead. Nam could already clearly see the German's head protruding from the soldier's pit, and the muzzle of the gun that spewed out flames. These nasty Germans were shooting their comrades wantonly, which was unbearable for Nam.

"Kill...for Poland...ah!!!"

As soon as Namu yelled a word, he was hit by a bullet in the right chest. The huge force took Namu away from the horse and flew backwards. Commando's key targets.

Namu, who was hit, was still 300 meters away from Benson's defense line. Although Namu was hit, his subordinates did not stop charging, but avoided a little route.so as not to trample on their commanders.

Benson's line of defense began to crumble.The Polish army was a cavalry regiment of more than 2000 people rushing forward.It is said that the Polish cavalry also had lances in their hands, and the "Storm Commandos" were elite, and their heads couldn't withstand the bullets, so Benson's casualties also reached one-third.

200 meters, 150 meters.

If one is killed, two Bos will come up, and if one pair is killed, two Boss will come up.

100 m.

Suddenly gunshots sounded from the flank of the Polish army, and the bullets on this side were more dense.The densely packed bullets tilted to the side of the Polish cavalry like a violent storm.

"Da da...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

That was the sound of Otto's gunshot, the screams of the Polish army who was hit, and the mournful cry of war horses.

After Namu was shot down from his horse, he flew upside down and fell to the ground with a "touch", "Ah!!!", this pain was like cutting out the heart, and Namu, who is so strong, still screamed in pain.

Nam's right chest was hit by a submachine gun bullet, leaving a small hole in the front and a big hole in the back.Blood gushed out like a spring.

Life was rapidly passing from Namu's body, and the bone-chilling cold hit Namu mercilessly on the ground.Nam trembled with his hands and tried to wrap his clothes tighter, but he still felt the cold piercing his heart and lungs, and Nam's body began to tremble involuntarily.

In order to relieve himself from the cold, Nam subconsciously took out a pack of blood-soaked cigarettes from his pocket. His hands were shaking very badly, and it took a lot of effort to take out another box of matches.

"Chichi..."

Nam felt that his hands were getting a little out of his control, so he tried his best to stroke the match several times without striking the match, but Nam did not intend to give up. He took a drag on his cigarette to defend himself.

"Chi Chi... Chi Chi"

Nam's trembling hand finally struck a match, and tremblingly, he lit the cigarette with his own blood in his mouth.

Namu quickly took a deep breath, "Ahem..." Instead, there was a weak coughing sound, and blood with bubbles gushed out of the violently cracked and heaving chest.

"call……"

A puff of smoke spouted from Namu's mouth, diffused in the air, and gradually enlarged. Under the moonlight, the smoke was like a dream. Namu suddenly saw his mother from the smoke, and he was preparing a sumptuous dinner. , exquisite food is placed on the table, the elderly mother's face is full of wrinkles, and her back is slightly bent, but this does not affect her kindness. She is still nagging while preparing the food, "Na Mmm!!! Mom made you your favorite roast chicken."

Nam felt as if he was standing on the roof, looking at the table full of things, looking at his kind mother, Nam's tears couldn't help falling down, Nam wanted to call his mother loudly, but despite Nam No matter how she shouted, the mother still didn't respond at all, which made Namu feel extremely painful.

Suddenly, the mother in front of him disappeared, disappeared in the dreamlike smoke, and the smoke in front of Namu also drifted away with the wind, and a chill invaded the depths of Namu's bones, so he couldn't help it. After a convulsion, Namu hurriedly hit his mouth with a cigarette with his trembling hands, and took a deep breath, "cough cough... huh...".

The smoke sprayed by Namu filled and rolled in the air, and the pale and bleak moonlight shone on the smoke in front of Namu's eyes, refracting a dreamlike light.

Namu saw his beautiful and virtuous wife, who was washing clothes by the river, her fair hands were a little red with cold, Namu felt as if she was standing on the top of a tree, looking at her hardworking and virtuous wife from a distance, her beautiful face There was a hopeful smile on her face, she must be longing for Namu to return to him as soon as possible, Namu tried hard to call his beloved wife's name, but Namu's wife didn't seem to hear his shout, Namu began to Shouting his wife's name heartbreakingly, there is still no response, which makes Nam extremely sad.

Suddenly Namu's beautiful wife disappeared in the wind, just like a stone was thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples... (to be continued...)

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