Chapter 701: German-Soviet War (44)

According to Stalin's order, the elderly, weak, women and children in Ashgabat left the city, leaving only the army and young men who defended the city.

However, the Middle East Corps did not rush to attack Ashgabat, but sent a large number of bombers to bomb the entire city; tons of fuel-air bombs and napalm bombs were poured into the city as if they were free. Now that the Middle East is in control, the German army has no worries about fuel, and the terrible napalm bombs can be mass-produced like ordinary bombs. After all, there is no technical difficulty in producing napalm bombs, it just consumes a lot of gasoline. However, this was something that Germany dared not think about in World War II when fuel was scarce.

The whole city was reduced to a sea of ​​fire, billowing smoke covered the sky, and the air was filled with a pungent and strange smell.

The fire in the city raged for two days and two nights before it gradually went out.

The soldiers of the Middle East Corps marched into Ashgabat and found that the whole city had become a scorched earth after the fire. There were burnt houses and horrible corpses everywhere.

"These stupid guys." A German soldier looked at a half-collapsed corner of the wall, curled up in a ball, and almost carbonized corpses, and drew a cross on his chest. "I told you to escape but you didn't listen. You have to burn it into this horrible state to be happy?"

The soldier next to him sighed. "The logistics troops will suffer. It's also troublesome to clean up so many corpses."

If this is a wilderness with few people, maybe they can just ignore it and let these corpses slowly rot, let mosquitoes gnaw, let wild animals bite, and finally only a pile of bones will be left. But this is a city, people have to live here, and the temperature will gradually rise as summer is approaching. If these corpses are not dealt with quickly, it is very likely to cause a terrible plague.

Another soldier lit a cigarette and said unhappily. "You still care about the logistics troops? What if the logistics troops are short of manpower, maybe even we will have to participate in the cleanup."

Hearing this, everyone else showed a look of disgust. "That's really disgusting." Thinking about moving these carbonized corpses that would break at the touch, they felt goose bumps all over their bodies.

As they were talking, they turned into the alley next to them and saw a machine gun position built with sandbags not far ahead. It might be that the high temperature detonated the grenades and other explosives in the position, and the entire position was overturned more than half, and there were five or six Soviet soldiers who were also burned and had their limbs incomplete due to the grenades.

As soon as they stepped over the sandbags, they suddenly heard a faint groan.

"Someone!"

Several people followed the sound and searched around, and finally found that the faint sound came from under a pile of sandbags. Everyone started to move the sandbags away, and suddenly saw a Soviet soldier who was also burned all over his body pressed down, but he miraculously did not die, but was groaning in pain.

"Ugh!" A new soldier vomited on the spot. He didn't think much of the dead bodies just now, but now he saw such a half-dead charcoal, and he felt his stomach churning. He couldn't help but vomit all the breakfast that had not been digested.

The other soldiers looked away, and the squad leader spat and shouted. "Medic, medic!"

Soon, the medic carrying a medical box came running over. "Who is injured?!"

"We are not injured." The squad leader pointed to the Soviet wounded on the ground. "Do you think this guy can be saved?"

"Damn it!" The medic was furious. "What a joke, unless Jesus himself shows up, no one can save him. Not to mention me, even if he is sent to the best hospital in Berlin, he can't be saved. I think it's more merciful to shoot him and kill him."

"I think so." The squad leader nodded casually. "Hey, Hans, you deal with him."

Hans was the first recruit who had just been vomited. He was leaning against the wall next to him and gasping for breath. Hearing the squad leader's order, he hesitated for a moment, raised his gun and aimed it at the still squirming charcoal on the ground, but he didn't pull the trigger.

The squad leader urged impatiently. "What are you dawdling about? If you dawdle for one more second, he will suffer one more second. You shoot to help him get rid of the pain."

Hearing this, Hans gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger at the chest of the wounded.

Bang!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, another gunshot sounded, and a bullet hit the ground in front of them, splashing a piece of black ash.

"Enemy attack! Dodge!"

Several people hid behind the sandbags of the machine gun position, and the squad leader quietly poked his head out and looked in the direction of the bullet. "Front, fifty meters, third floor! The middle window! Iron fist ready!" Fortunately, it was only a Mosin-Nagant rifle. If the opponent had a machine gun, they would be in trouble.

A soldier took off the Iron Fist rocket behind him, released the safety, and nodded to indicate that he was ready.

"Open fire to cover!"

Dense bullets were fired at the building fifty meters away, and the bullets hit the windows on the third floor, raising pieces of stone chips. The soldier holding the Iron Fist took the opportunity to lean out, aimed at the window, and pressed the launch switch.

"Bang!" The rocket rushed to the distant target with a long tail of smoke. Although the trajectory looked a little shaky, the shooting accuracy of the Iron Fist rocket launcher was still guaranteed at a distance of about 50 meters. Sure enough, the Iron Fist rocket accurately drilled into the third-floor window and exploded. The already shaky building shook violently for a few times, and finally collapsed with a bang, raising a large cloud of dust.

The squad leader spat in disdain. "Hey, these guys are really stubborn. They still won't surrender even in this situation. Everyone, be alert and don't get shot!"

Although there are still many surviving Soviet soldiers in the city, most of them have lost their will to fight. Only sparse gunshots were heard throughout the city. In less than two days, the German army controlled the entire city.

The photos of the city of Ashgabat burning in flames were transmitted to the country, copied into hundreds of millions of copies, and scattered in various cities in Belarus and Ukraine.

Some people who were originally shaken by the letters of persuasion from their compatriots finally couldn't sit still after seeing the entire city burned in the leaflets. Especially those Belarusian and Ukrainian troops, Stalin said that surrendering would implicate their families, but their families were all locals, and Belarus and Ukraine were already surrounded by the German army. Could Stalin still send people to capture their families and send them to Siberia? !

So most people's minds began to become active, and undercurrents gradually surged in various cities.