"Shoot! Shoot! Suppress their firepower! Damn German devils! Keep shooting!"

Laquint's angry roar continued to ring in his ears, and Sharon felt he was fed up with the horrible voice of this violent guerrilla captain. Looking at the black uniforms on the German soldiers down the hillside and the bullets that whizzed over the hidden trees and the comrades who were hit by the bullets and tumbling on the ground painfully, a very ominous premonition in this young man The heart of the Polish guerrillas emerged.

It seems that this time he and his companions really kicked the iron plate, and it is definitely not the ordinary supply team that Laquint is fighting with now. Neat uniforms, excellent equipment, lightning-fast reaction speed, fierce and violent firepower, and precise shooting all prove that the following Germans are a well-trained regular combat force. This is no joke. The guerrillas are guerrillas. It is self-seeking to refute the fire with the regular army. What’s more, the following are not ordinary regular troops. The kind of firepower can stabilize even if they encounter the same number of German army field troops. Stay on top of it, not to mention their tattered guerrillas.

"Captain! I think we should retreat now!"

Sharon pulled his bolt out of the shell and desperately yelled at Laquint, who was waving a Luger pistol wildly beside him: "Our information seems wrong. These Germans are not for Sulun. Steckal is delivering supplies. They are combat troops! They are armed SS!"

"what did you say!"

La Quinte clearly didn't hear Sharon's cry. Sharon fired another shot at the conspicuous heavy truck in the convoy, then rolled her towards La Quinte with her long anti-tank rifle.

"What are you talking about in front of you?" Laquint dragged Sharon into his hidden tree pit, and he asked aloud as he continued to fire at the convoy on the highway.

"I said that the Germans are different from the ones we encountered before. They are regular combat troops, and I think we should retreat!" Sharon rebuilt her anti-tank rifle at the edge of the tree pit.

"Retreat! What are you talking about, are we going to escape with their tails because they are regular troops? We haven't fought with the Germans before, now we have more people than them, and they are still being used by us Suppressed on the road, the terrain is also beneficial to us. As long as we persist, we can completely defeat them. Look at the convoy, there must be many good things on it. The villagers are still waiting for these supplies to save lives. We have already Five people have been lost, shall we just go back like this? I must not have spared these German devils. You should be ashamed of what you said in front of you, and your brother will also blush for you in heaven!"

Laquint shouted angrily at Sharon, then he raised his head and shouted to the guerrillas who were still struggling to shoot around: "Continue to attack and kill all the German devils! The victory belongs to us, long live Poland!"

"Long live Poland!"

The guerrillas shouted fanatically. They poured their bullets harder towards the German team on the road. Now they don’t save ammunition anymore. The following team looks full of oil, otherwise how could there be such a strong guard The troops, the guerrillas and La Quinte had the same thought, they all thought they had caught a big fish this time.

"Attention, aim and shoot again! Don’t let them set up the machine gun, God! Who taught you to shoot! Is your grandma? Three people go to the side and kill the machine gun with a grenade! Who still has a grenade! Machine gun, suppress it German devils beside the car, don't let them get close to the ditch!"

Laquint growled and issued one command after another. But Sharon, who was beside him, didn't even hear a word. Her mind was echoing La Quinte's words repeatedly, "Your brother will also blush for you in heaven!".

"What would my brother do if I were here." Sharon couldn't help but tightly hold the **** of her grown anti-tank rifle, which was the only thing left by her brother.

"help me."

Sharon gently put her finger on the trigger, and then slowly leaned her cheek against the stock. She looked at the German soldiers on the road shooting wildly through the center of her heart.

"Give me the answer and tell me my judgment is correct."

Sharon said softly to his anti-tank gun: "Give me an answer!"

"Bang!" With a dull gunshot, a strong smell of smoke surrounded Sharon. Although the strong recoil of the anti-tank rifle was partially offset by the two tripods, it still brought the girl's weak shoulders. There was an unavoidable pain.

"Has it reached the limit?" Sharon slowly opened the bolt and withdrew the last bullet. Through the smoke, Sharon clearly saw that he still missed the target.

"The first shot was ready to shoot the cab but hit the fender, the second shot hit the trunk, the third shot hit the dirt, and the fourth shot did not hit the target after such careful aiming. This gun The rifle was completely damaged by the second shot. It seems that the gun can no longer be used normally until a replacement barrel is found."

Sharon sighed. She took back the long anti-tank rifle, put it against the tree pit, and then picked up the Moquinagan from Laquint and aimed at the armored truck. . She wanted to know who was sitting in the car. Sharon was very interested in the passenger in this guy who showed super luck from his anti-tank gun.

She now knows clearly that it is not an ordinary transport vehicle. Judging from the performance of the armor covered by it and the German soldiers who want to be close to the truck, this car may be the brother. The German armored command vehicle mentioned above must be the highest commander of this convoy. Sharon believed that as long as the guy dared to get out of the car, he was sure that he could get rid of him.

My brother once said that in a battle, as long as the opponent's commander can be killed, the battle is almost over. While Sharon was thinking about this, the door beside the truck compartment was pushed open. Sharon quickly narrowed her eyes and carefully aimed at the open car door. Suddenly a German officer jumped down quickly.

"Okay! It's a lieutenant!" Sharon slammed the lieutenant's head tightly, but just when she just wanted to shoot, another German officer jumped out of the car quickly, silver The stranded epaulettes shone in the sun. "It's a school officer. I almost let this big fish go." Sharon quickly pointed the gun at the school officer, but what happened next made Sharon stunned. As if it were magic, there were a lot of senior German officers jumping out of the truck, and it only took a few seconds to jump out of the truck to appear to have a class of German senior officers. They quickly rushed to those The German soldiers rode in the military vehicle, and then took the weapons from the soldiers and started to frantically fire on the hillside occupied by the guerrillas.

"This... what the **** is going on!" Sharon was really taken aback by this situation, and she yelled at La Quinte. ]

"La Quinte, there is a large group of senior German officers in the convoy, at least half of them are school-level officers! We attacked the German senior command."

"What!" La Quinte was also shocked by Sharon's words. He also saw some people jump off the truck, but his attention was attracted by the two German machine guns on the front. Pay attention to who they are.

"Did you see clearly? Sharon!"

"Of course it is clear, what should we do now, things are very clear now, so many officers plus such a strong guard, this shows that this is not a transport team but a senior German command, if we continue to entangle them If they do, they may recruit countless reinforcements. It is possible that the reinforcements are already on the road. By then, we just want to withdraw. It should be difficult for us to withdraw now. The Germans will never give up on this attack. Our The camp seems to be shifting." Sharon shouted anxiously at La Quinte.

After hearing Sharon's words, La Quinte also felt that the situation was serious. He began to consider whether he should retreat immediately as Sharon suggested, but when he saw the dead bodies of the guerrillas who had died in the surroundings, an angry flame ignited in his eyes.

"No!" said his decisive Sharon: "We must not retreat now, we must wipe out this German command. This is the best opportunity to fight the arrogance of the Germans, even if I pay my life for it I also think it’s worth it. I want to let these German devils know our Polish qualities! This may be the last thing we can do for our motherland, we have to fight to the end, even if only the last one remains Go on."

Then he looked at Sharon tenderly and said, "Sharon, you are still young, and the road ahead is still long, please withdraw first. Tell us about this battle to others, and don't let us die silently. You want Let all Polish people know that we have not been defeated, we can still fight. For the motherland, thousands of people are still fighting the Germans in every corner, telling everyone how we slaughter these German devils, Don’t let our blood drain away, let everyone know. There are **** warriors among the Poles, and people who are not willing to be enslaved."

"No!" Sharon shook his head desperately.

"I don't go, how can I escape without you? I want to fight with you!"

"No! I command you, your brother entrusted you to me before he died, I did not let you live a stable life and took you on this **** road, I'm sorry Tusval, you want to live Go on, this is the order!" Laquint growled and shouted at Sharon: "Come on, we will launch a charge, no matter what the result is, we will fight until the last minute, because we are men. You are different. , You are a girl. I don’t want you to be dragged around the street by the Germans. Go quickly, take your brother’s gun, and go!"

"No, this path was chosen by myself. I can't go alone. I want to fight with you. Otherwise, my brother won't forgive me in heaven." Sharon stubbornly shook her head and she picked up Mosinna. Gan fired at the German soldiers on the road, and a German soldier who was about to climb into the cab of the truck fell to the ground.

"No way! It's the same as your brother. Well, since that is the case." Laquint raised his head and yelled at the guerrillas around him: "My soldiers. We are now facing a senior German command. Not a transport team. They may have called the rescue forces. I decided to destroy them completely before their reinforcements arrived. I am willing to start the charge with me, and those who want to retreat can leave now."

"Captain, I stay. I haven't killed enough Germans yet."

"Is it the headquarters? Great, I can avenge the people of our village!"

"Kill them! Anyone who is afraid of death can get away now. Even if I die, I will kill a few German officials to avenge those who died in battle!"

"Captain, Salensky is dead, Thor is also dead, my best friends are all killed here, do you think I will drop them like a wild dog and run away alone?"

The guerrillas responded loudly while shooting hard, and the answers were clear and loud through the fierce gunfire.

"Look at the captain!" Sharon shouted suddenly.

"What!" La Quinte hurried to Sharon's side and looked in the direction of Sharon's finger.

"My God, you are so kind! That is a German general!" Laquint couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Not only that, two more went behind the car two seconds ago."

"You mean, three German generals fell into our hands." La Quinte couldn't believe it was true.

"No, there might be a bigger one. They lifted a wounded person from the car in front of them, as if they were also generals, but he was carried by two other generals. It seemed to be a great man." Sharon gritted his teeth. Speaking.

"Then why don't you shoot." La Quinte couldn't believe Sharon would let this opportunity pass.

"It just happened to be out of bullets." Sharon threw the rifle at La Quinte with a look of unwillingness.

"It's a pity, but it's okay, we are going to charge now, you cover us behind, and if those generals show up, I believe you will give them a surprise." Laquint smiled and comforted Sharon from his pocket Take out a row of rifle bullets and skillfully press them into the magazine.

"This is the last row in my body. I thought I could seize a lot of ammunition this time. Forget it. If we can kill four German generals this time, we will be worth it even if the whole army is wiped out." Laquint handed the rifle to Sharon, then he jumped out of the tree pit and waved his Luger pistol. "Guerrillas, there are a few generals among those German devils! The time has come to dedicate themselves to the motherland! In no case can these German devils whose hands are stained with the blood of our compatriots leave here alive. Everyone rushed with me!"

He then rushed towards the convoy on the road. The guerrillas also rushed out of their respective hidden locations, followed their captains by their respective weapons, and rushed towards the Germans down the hillside.

The German Stormtroopers apparently did not expect that those who ambushed themselves would launch a charge. Their resistance formation was obviously confused, but it was only a moment. Then the rigorous training they usually experienced immediately manifested themselves, and the soldiers quickly calmed down under the leadership of the officer, and then began to coldly and effectively start slaughtering the enemies who rushed towards themselves. The soldiers accurately shot down the enemies that had been exposed to them one by one. Some veterans even threw the grenade thrown by the enemy back into the rushing crowd. The guerrillas suffered heavy losses in an instant, and they caused dozens of casualties to the guerrillas in the short distance of 100 meters. For a while, the guerrilla's body almost covered the small hillside.

But the guerrillas stepped on the corpses of their comrades without hesitation and moved forward. After paying a heavy price, they finally broke through the defensive circle of the German soldiers. The stormtroopers with magazines and bullets pounced.

But before waiting for the guerrillas to be happy for two seconds, the advantages of the well-trained German troops began to show up. The German commandos threw their arms aside, pulled out their pistols from their waists and raised their hands, while holding their rifles. The commandos were ready in a flash. The bayonet stabbed at the chest of the nearest guerrillas without hesitation. Other soldiers pulled out the infantry shovel on their backs and waved toward the heads of the guerrillas.

Most of the guerrillas were just ordinary villagers and people before joining the team, and only a small part were soldiers who had been trained. In the past few attacks, as long as they rushed into the defensive circle of the transport team, the German soldiers would obediently raise their hands and ask them to ask for it. Of course, they never showed their surrender to the German devils. Sympathy is usually done by finding a place where no one is. They have never encountered the fierce resistance they have encountered now, and they have never seen such **** and brutal enemies.

Before waiting for the guerrillas to react, more than a dozen people have died in the hands of the German soldiers. Seeing how the heads cut off by the infantry spades rolled on the ground, the blood of the guerrillas was half cold. They knew they would sacrifice and they would die, but they never thought they would die so badly. The guerrillas in the scene were full of fear. But the German soldiers quickly and **** resolved the enemies in their hands and did not give the guerrillas a chance to react. They waved the weapon in their hands and started a counterattack. For a time, the scene was a **** storm. .

At this time, a group of storm fighters from the other side also joined the battle group, but they used modern weapons. Although they are also murderous, at least they look much more beautiful. Laquint looked at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but have a severe colic. This guerrilla team was over, and it was already finished when he issued the charge command. He overestimated his ability. He even wanted to let these just learn The villagers of the guns went to work hard with these well-trained killing machines, and they lost their heads. Seeing the qualities of the German soldiers, even if they are now leading the regular Polish soldiers, it is hard to escape.

A tall German soldier rushed towards La Quinte with a bayonet, and La Quinte quickly fired the last two bullets in the pistol at that soldier. La Quinte tried hard to control his trembling hand and replaced the pistol with a new magazine. Suddenly a bullet flew past his cheek, and he felt a hot liquid spur on his back. .

La Quinte turned around quickly, and saw a German soldier standing behind him with an infantry spade, but now a bullet hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the soldier's forehead, the soldier's eyes slowly dimmed, and then He fell to the ground on his back.

"Thank you, Sharon!" La Quinte turned and waved toward the hillside, at which point he felt a numbness behind him, and then a sharp bayonet sharply appeared on his chest. Laquint looked down at the short bayonet tip with incredible eyes, and then a soft servant fell to the ground, beside the German soldier. The commando who successfully assassinated the guerrilla leader didn't even notice who he was killing. After pulling the bayonet from the body, he immediately rushed towards his next prey.

"Do not!"

Watching La Quint fall down in her own vision, Sharon was going crazy. Just in the two seconds that she pulled the bolt and reloaded, she lost a life's reliance. The person who takes care of himself like a brother is killed in front of him. This blow is indescribably huge for a girl who is only 23 years old.

"No!" Sarah yelled. She shuddered to dry her tears, picked up the rifle and began to search for the German soldier who killed La Quinte in the crowd, but in her eyes every German soldier was the same, everyone was like the murderer but not at all Too much. Sharon wept while holding a rifle and glanced back and forth at the group of soldiers who were madly killing. Suddenly a hard object hit her head.

"Don't move, you will be killed in one move!"

A cold voice was commanded in blunt Polish. Sharon looked back slowly, and four tall German soldiers stood in front of her.

As one of the soldiers' stocks moved, Sharon felt that she had fallen into darkness, and then she could not feel anything. ;