Resting against the wall, a German soldier was holding his submachine gun and gasping softly. He listened to the movements next door, not knowing whether the enemy was there.

The comrades who had just climbed over the low wall with him are now only one of them standing beside him. The other two have died hanging on the low wall.

This is the suburb of Moscow, and it is the most cruel street fighting area. Both sides want to open a breakthrough here. On one hand, they want to regain several buildings that changed hands, and on the other hand, they are preparing to continue to expand their occupied areas.

"They..." The German soldier lowered his voice and spoke in the subtle words: "Are you next door?"

Another veteran didn't say anything, pointed to the direction of the wall, nodded as affirming the speculation.

Just now, when he was crossing the low wall, the other party suddenly opened fire and swept down two German soldiers.

Because they just wanted to cross the low wall, they did not see the direction of the other party's attack and could only make careful guesses.

This is an area with relatively dense buildings, and there are all directions above your head, which may be where the enemy fires.

They heard the gunshot just now, but because the distance was too close, it was hard to speculate whether it was right in front or next door.

"Three!" The veteran made a gesture, signaling the comrade to follow him, and then he retracted one finger: "Two!"

When there was only one finger left, the veteran suddenly rose up and kicked open the door in front of him.

With ashes, the door fell down with the door frame, and then a cloud of smoke broke out in the messy room.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The mp-40 submachine gun in the veteran's hand began to shoot wildly, and the Soviet soldiers in the room fell one after another.

There were only three Soviet soldiers guarding here. Before they could fire, they were all shot into sieves by bullets.

The other party fell into a pool of blood and hit the floor, making a thumping sound. The veteran's gun was still steaming, and he rushed into the room.

This is a small two-story building that is not wide. Just now, the building was shot and attacked the German soldiers who were climbing over the low wall.

"German! There are Germans downstairs!" The Soviet soldiers upstairs shouted in panic, but the two German soldiers downstairs couldn't understand their Russian language.

"Roll down! Rush down! Kill them! Otherwise we will die!" The Soviet commander upstairs was still screaming, obviously he was already confused.

The two German soldiers downstairs had confirmed that the enemies on the first floor had been shot dead, so they leaned against the stairs one left and one right, looking up at the location upstairs.

Then, they saw a Soviet soldier poking his feet out of the stairs, cautiously afraid of making any sound.

Two German soldiers pointed their guns at the steps of the stairs, then suddenly reached out and shot, and knocked the Soviet soldiers who were walking down into sieves.

After all, although there were only two German soldiers, one of them was holding a G-43 rifle and the other was holding an mp-40 submachine gun.

The power of these two weapons in street combat is much greater than that of ordinary bolt rifles.

After the two men killed the Soviet soldier, a grenade rolled down with the body.

"Grenade!" The German veteran who saw the grenade was so scared that he was so scared that he quickly found a room and flashed in.

Then another German soldier also retreated into the room, and the two leaned against the wall, closed their eyes and held their breath.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded outside the room, and a fierce shock wave rushed into the room where the two of them were.

The dust was flying all over the sky, and the two of them did not dare to open their eyes, for fear that the dust would confuse their eyes and become more passive.

After the two of them found that their breathing had become smooth, they rushed out of their room with their weapons.

After all, they are street combat troops that have been strictly trained. After all, they have experienced such an environment in simulation training more than once.

They knew that after the grenade flew in, they had to hide behind the stronger walls in the room. They knew the rules and ways of the shock waves of the grenades.

Moreover, in such a narrow room, they can easily find ways and routes to attack, and use the weapons in their hands to quickly clear out a safe area.

Of course, the weapons they are also the most advanced street combat weapon in the world. The US military, which advocates firepower density, is still using the Springfield rifle.

Although the enviable m1 Garland rifle is almost about to be completed, it has no large-scale equipment troops after all.

But the German army is different. They have equipped the stg-44 assault rifle, the G43 semi-automatic rifle, and the mp-40 submachine gun and other weapons.

Regarding the firepower density of the troops, the current German team can proudly say that it is the world's number one, and there is no suspense.

"Tutu! Tutu!" After the two of them flashed out, they shot at the Soviet soldiers who were looking for them.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the grenade explosion, the two Soviet soldiers who rushed downstairs fell next to their companions' bodies.

They have not received systematic training, and the street fighting process seems much more immature. Everything in the battle changes rapidly, and they pay the price for their immatureness.

The price was their lives. While the two of them fell, two soldiers from the German street fighting troops had already rushed up the stairs.

They changed their magazines and went upstairs at a speed. At the corner, they threw a grenade up with no sluggishness.

They have practiced this set of cooperation countless times, and soon, an oval grenade exploded upstairs.

The same thick smoke spread. The two of them squinted their eyes and rushed up the stairs, firing wildly at the figures filled with smoke.

"Tutu!Tutu!" The gunshots kept echoing in this room, accompanied by the screams of Soviet soldiers.

When everything returned to silence, the two German soldiers immediately leaned near the wall and began to replace their magazines and load their ammunition.

With their fluent movements, the ammunition was reloaded, and both of them pulled their bolts and prepared for the battle.
Chapter completed!