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Volume 2: My Country Nine Hundred and Twenty.  Battle for Levto

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    The priest's report satisfied Heisenberg, and Heisenberg did not regret giving him the most important part of the defense line.

    He and his grenadiers are good soldiers, and dealing with tanks is their specialty.  The defense line they built gave Heisenberg reason to believe it was impregnable: "Oh, Father, what's the problem?"

    "What should we do with the corpses, skeletons and coffins that were dug out of the tombs? Just throw them on the battlefield?"

    It¡¯s almost 5 o¡¯clock.  They no longer have the capital to discuss issues that are not a matter of life and death.  "Put them together with the crosses on the graves, and dig a few more holes around the crosses. If we're lucky, we can lie in them. What do you think, Father?"

    The priest nodded silently: "Amen"

    Heisenberg raised his head tiredly. The sky was still gloomy. Those dull dark clouds were like steel torrents rolling in the sky, squeezing and twisting the faint sunlight.

    A gust of cold wind blew across my cheeks.  It seems like it's going to snow.

    "Okay, everyone, remember your responsibilities. When you retreat from the defense line, you must be quick to avoid all terrible losses. Finally, remember, we are going to introduce the Russians into the city, lead them to the cemetery defense line, and then use the Model assault gun  Smash them there! Major Bororski will fight beside us, and Zov and I will be on every line of defense! If we are all still alive tomorrow morning - I'll treat you to brandy!"

    Heisenberg made a final declaration to the commanders. People turned and left after saluting. The only thing that caught Heisenberg's attention was the flash of a wry smile on Zoff's face.

    But Hassen suddenly stood up and asked in a striking voice: "Captain, what should we do about the back streets? What if the enemy infiltrates through the back streets?"

    The back street became a graveyard for Russian tanks in previous battles. Ten new Russian tanks were ambushed by German troops. The soldiers used grenades and Molotov cocktails to disrupt the enemy's offensive from the second floor. In the end, only the Russian troops were left.  Tank wrecks crowd the backstreets.  The wreckage completely blocked the already narrow back street.  What's more, Heisenberg has arranged for five soldiers to build a simple defense line there. Any Russian attack there tonight will end in a mess.

    Zov threw away the can: "I'll be there." He stood up and announced loudly.

    Indeed, with just one word from the big man, everyone felt at ease.

    "Hassen." Heisenberg called the young man's name: "You stay and follow us."

    Finally, with several captains discussing strategies and walking towards the defense line, Major Rutherford suddenly took a telegram and ran out excitedly: "Hey, good news!"

    Everyone stopped and looked back at him.

    "Lieutenant General Kalemb Rommel has just sent a telegram. The Baron Guard under the personal command of Field Marshal Ernst will be able to arrive as early as tonight and as early as tomorrow morning at the latest to support the battle to defend Levto! Good news!  Tell every soldier this news! We will annihilate the Russians here tonight! We can defend the gate of Germany with our lives - we can turn the tide of the war here - it must belong to the German army!  Long live Germany! Long live the Baron! Long live the F¨¹hrer!¡±

    The Major of the Armored Corps stood in the middle of the street, shouting feverishly.

    it's getting dark.

    Heisenberg watched all this and whispered to his comrades beside him: "Thismaybe all the hope."

    "who?"

    Heisenberg was a little surprised that the big man would ask himself, "Soldiers." Heisenberg turned his head and looked at Zoff.

    "Then you too." He pointed at the Iron Cross medal around Heisenberg's neck, smiled, and patted Heisenberg on the shoulder.

    When Heisenberg and Zov walked out of the small warehouse of the armored forces, the Russian army's first wave of firepower preparations began.  With the flash of light in the distance, bunches of twisted black objects pierced the sky, leaving ripples of air waves, and finally exploded on the ground.  This wave of artillery bombing could kill everyone in the German army. Unfortunately, the Russian army's calculations were not good enough, and all the artillery shells hit the woods on the south bank of the river.  Those poor trees were uprooted by the huge force of the explosion, and then pushed out by the air waves and burned to ashes in the air.

    The sound of the explosion was earth-shattering, but there was no danger.

    "If Ivan and his mother were a bit biased, they would be able to hit Berlin with one shot!" Heisenberg smiled bitterly.

    "They didn't use rocket launchers? Look down on us!" Zoff muttered angrily while hanging grenades around his waist.

    "Hey, Hassen, what are you doing secretly hiding there?" The big man found the young soldier hiding in a corner of the warehouse.

    ?"I-I'm writing a letter, sir.

    "Letter from home" Hassen looked a little embarrassed. But his companions took one look at him and knew that the explosion and harmonious sound of the shelling just frightened the poor child.

    "Write your last words to your family! Come on - stop writing, let's go." Heisenberg threw a submachine gun to the young man: "If you have anything to say, tell us on the way. Zoff and I are your parents!"  Semburg winked at the big man: "Isn't that right, dear?"

    "Let's go -" the big man smiled and waved to Hassen: "Let's go to work with dad!"

    Along the way, the soldiers operating the Model assault gun, the shooters of the two 10mm guns, and the grenadiers on the cemetery defense line all saluted and cheered at them.  They trotted all the way and arrived at the church to join Paul Jr.'s 12-man army before the Russian army attacked.

    Little Paul turned the entire Catholic church into a bunker.  All the windows were covered with sandbags! A small opening was left for shooting. They also dug a small trench on the land in front of the church and placed the only MG62 there, facing the north.

    Although Paul¡¯s defense forces were well prepared, what Heisenberg saw when he walked into the church was Jesus and the cross on the wall at the end of the hall. Suddenly, Heisenberg felt heavy in his heart.

    "Sir." Little Paul appeared in front of Heisenberg: "Are you sure we want to abandon this position?"

    Heisenberg looked back at the distance between the church and the Left Wing Museum. It was a small square about 30 meters wide.  "Yes. We must abandon this place. When the enemy's attack eases slightly, we will withdraw."

    A deafening bell suddenly sounded overhead.  The clock was originally used to tell the hour on the top floor of the church.

    "Alarm! Alarm! The enemy is approaching the center - north, northeast!" This voice echoed throughout the church hall.  The ground began to shake slightly.  Heisenberg quickly walked out of the church and stood at the door looking in the direction of the museum. Reuben stood at the door and extended his thumb to Heisenberg.  When Heisenberg turned his attention to the cemetery, the priest was standing in the most conspicuous position of the position and nodded to Heisenberg.  Finally, Heisenberg glimpsed with his peripheral vision that on the roof of the second floor of the museum, Major Borolsky was already crouching and setting up his beloved sniper rifle.

    The ground was shaking and it was almost dark.  Only a pale ray under the eastern dark clouds barely illuminated the bushes north of the city.  The Russian army will appear from here soon.

    "Listen - they are coming." Zoff turned his head and teased Hasen.

    The young man turned his ears and listened carefully.

    ¡°Ula¡ªUla¡ªUla¡ª¡± the rhythmic shouts of tens of millions of Russian troops before the attack came from far and near, and were clearly audible.  "Ula - Ula - Ula -" The shaking of the earth stopped, but the bloody shouts in the distance continued.  Heisenberg glanced at the big man beside him, Zoff, who put his rifle on his shoulder and smiled palely at Heisenberg.  Heisenberg looked around. All the soldiers of the Wehrmacht stretched their weapons out of the windows and remained motionless, but the solemn expressions on their faces revealed their uncontrollable tension.

    ¡°Ula¡ªUla¡ªUla¡ª¡± The sound was like the convulsions in the stomach of a hungry beast, as if it was just waiting for its prey to appear, then pounce on it and tear it to pieces!  Suddenly, the sound of running water came from behind.  Heisenberg and Zoff slowly turned back.

    Hazen peed his pants.

    "Hassen, put down the gun and sit on the wall next to me for a while. Just don't fuck up when you retreat later." Heisenberg pulled the young man to the corner next to Heisenberg. He held the helmet on his head, ashamed.  burst into tears.  This guy seems to be a new recruit and has never participated in any battles.

    "Baya-Ula!!!" This time the cry was deafening, the sound was like an explosion.  "Belia" means charge in Russian.  The ground shook violently, and experienced veterans knew very well that a sea of ??Russian troops was coming.

    Sure enough, countless figures rushed out of the woods in the north.  Bullets followed, hitting the church wall.  Several flags stood in the sea of ??Russian charges and rushed forward.  The soldiers around him all opened fire without giving orders.  For a moment, Heisenberg heard nothing but the sound of gunshots and the sound of bullet shells falling to the ground.  The Russian attack was like a thick Turkish carpet - each soldier was a fiber, densely covering the ground in front of him, swallowing up all obstacles in front of him.

    The enemy advanced without fear. Although row after row was mopped down by German firepower, they still stepped on each other's corpses.  The Ivans are very agile, rolling around on the run, playing dead, and dodging bullets fired at them.  The MG62 machine gun kept screaming crazily, spinning and tearing apart every enemy in front of it. The body hit by its bullets would be dismembered and broken into pieces while running, leaving blood everywhere.  Zoff's rifle didn't stop for a moment. The big man shot and pulled the bolt mechanically.Reload.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  The submachine gun in Heisenberg's hand had a limited range, but Heisenberg repeatedly saw the Russian soldiers carrying flags guiding the charge being knocked down time and time again by Zov's bullets.  However, the flag was still raised again and again by Soviet soldiers, and the charge continued without a moment's pause.

    "My God!" Heisenberg heard a soldier yelling wildly.

    Just when Heisenberg was about to focus on his crosshair, a soldier next to him suddenly staggered back.  He dropped the gun in his hand and opened his mouth as if waking up from a dream.  Everyone except Heisenberg was shooting wildly and no one was paying attention to him.  However, the strange soldier slowly turned to Heisenberg.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  Heisenberg remembered that the brow bone of his left eye was shattered and the eyeball was about to fall out. He opened his mouth wide in fear and pushed his eyeball inside with his hands.  But to no avail, his eyeballs rolled down and fell to the ground.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Heisenberg blocked Hazen with his body, hoping that the young man did not see this.  "Steady - steady!" Heisenberg ignored him and just issued the order, not wanting to see anyone's spirit collapse at this time.

    At one point, a small offensive from the northeast attracted Heisenberg's attention. Several enemy soldiers passed through the cover of a row of old houses and rushed very close to the back door of the church.  Heisenberg called little Paul's name and asked him to deal with these close threats with him.  Little Paul crouched and moved with Heisenberg toward the back door of the church, which was in a small porch behind the big cross where Jesus was nailed.  Little Paul quickly replaced a new magazine, and at the same time took out a grenade with his other hand.  While waiting to clear the back porch, the Germans stopped.  Heisenberg looked him in the eyes and signaled him to throw the grenade out as soon as he opened the door. At the same time, Heisenberg took out his pistol and held it in his other hand.  But - at this time, the back door of the church was blown open by a sudden explosion!  This was completely beyond Heisenberg's expectation, and suddenly everything in front of his eyes was filled with white light - the shock wave of the explosion threw Heisenberg directly into the wall behind.  Heisenberg instinctively fired at the blasted doorway, but could not see anything and his ears were filled with buzzing noise.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The smoke from the explosion had just dissipated, and Heisenberg had already heard several Russians chattering outside the door.  Heisenberg felt that they were about to come in, so he reluctantly got up, ready to pull the trigger at any time.  But as soon as he picked up the gun, he heard little Paul shouting loudly: "Get down!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, a grenade was thrown out of the door and landed just outside the door.  A violent explosion rang in my ears again, and white replaced everything in the spinning world again.  Heisenberg felt wet and hot liquid hitting his face like raindrops, and a piece of wood was inserted straight into Heisenberg's shoulder.  Heisenberg roared and pulled out the wooden stick from his body and crawled toward little Paul in embarrassment. The smoke was filled with the fishy smell of minced meat.

    "Fuck - sir - no, don't fucking mind me!" Little Paul grabbed Heisenberg in the smoke: "You're right - we can't hold it - abandon the church, they will come in sooner or later.  "Hurry, retreat!" Heisenberg opened his eyes and saw that the little captain's face was covered with shrapnel and blood was flowing everywhere.

    "Go - retreat with me!" Heisenberg pulled him, but he pushed him away: "My legs are gone It's over. Fuck you, hurry up  £®

    Heisenberg touched it with his hand and found that little Paul's left leg was only a mass of bloody flesh and bones poking out.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The explosion just now killed the Russian outside the door, but it was too close to him.

    "Quick hurry up!" He pushed Heisenberg away.

    "Take it." Heisenberg took off a grenade from his waist and put it into his hand. This was the best reward Heisenberg could give him: "I will take care of the brothers." Heisenberg took the last shot.  His shoulders staggered as he left the porch.

    Wehrmacht soldiers were still shooting wildly outside the church. Several soldiers fell to the ground and struggled, but Heisenberg could no longer hear the screams of the MG6 outside the door.  Heisenberg called Zoff's name and told him that the Germans were now retreating as planned.  After hearing his order, the soldiers reluctantly fired their last shot, then supported the wounded beside them and left the position.  Everyone gathered at the door of the church, ready to rush out together.

    The enemy¡¯s bullets came in through the gaps in the bunkers, and the pillars of the church were shot out with sparks from time to time.  ¡°Hassen¡ªcome here quickly!¡±

    Heisenberg called the young man's name, and he ran to Heisenberg with a heated weapon. He seemed to have overcome the fear just now.

    "Stay behind me - don't go far!" At this time, rapid shooting and shouting came from the back door of the church - those terrifying screams echoed repeatedly in the empty hall.  little paul ?He has done his duty.  "Quick! Now!" Heisenberg ordered loudly: "Get out!"

    The main entrance was kicked open and dozens of soldiers moved towards the side entrance of the museum 30 meters away.

    However, the enemy's charge did not stop for a moment. Although the Reuben troops in the museum opened fire fiercely and tried their best to cover the transfer of the German troops, the first few soldiers who stepped out of the church door were ruthlessly toppled to the ground by Russian bullets within a few steps.

    "Fuck you Russians!" Zov was angry. The big man threw down the rifle in his hand and quickly jumped into the machine gun trench at the door of the church.  The two soldiers who had previously operated the machine gun were dead. One of them's body was blown open, his organs flew everywhere, and the machine gun was covered in horrifying blood.

    Zov hugged the machine gun, pulled the entire gun body and base out of the ground, and opened fire regardless of the long bullet chain still holding it on the ground.  The Ivans who charged towards the church were once again turned into dismembered pieces of meat in front of the screaming MG62. Their still running limbs would follow the original inertia and detach from the body after the bullets passed by. Their skulls were destroyed by the MG62's bullets.  If they are directly knocked away, those headless bodies will continue to run for a few steps before staggering and falling.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  When the machine gun fired, the fierce flames illuminated the vaguely bloody cuts.

    "Quick! Museum!" Heisenberg ordered again, and the soldiers gathered around Heisenberg and ran to the museum 30 meters away.

    Sparks were flying under Heisenberg's feet, bullets were slyly scurrying around them, and from time to time they penetrated into the body of a soldier.  From time to time, someone would stumble and fall while running, and other soldiers would help them up and continue moving forward.  Although in this 30-meter section without any cover, any moment of hesitation and slowness will be fatal.  But for these soldiers who live together day and night, abandoning their injured comrades is an unacceptable choice.

    So did Heisenberg.

    "Zoff! Zoff! Come on - come on!" Heisenberg shouted back to the big man as he ran.  Zov was like a giant, holding up a machine gun and moving calmly in the hail of bullets.

    Whenever he fires, the radiating fire lights up his screaming face!
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