Chapter 816 German-Soviet War (111)

Several German soldiers followed the Aleuts to a village, or more accurately, a tribe.

The squad leader took a look at the entire tribe and found that there were about 20 households, and the residents here should not exceed 100 people. "Tsk, this place actually feels like a paradise."

The leading Aleut took them to a house and shouted a few times into the house; soon a middle-aged man walked out of the house.

"!!" Several German soldiers were stunned, because although the middle-aged man's clothes and appearance were no different from those of the Aleuts, he was a real white man (Aleuts are yellow people).

And the middle-aged man was obviously stunned when he saw these soldiers with guns and live ammunition. "Who are you?"

What's more surprising is that the sentence he said was actually in German, the squad leader asked. "Are you German?" I thought the other party was American or Russian, but I didn't expect to say German. "Why are you here?"

"I'm German." The middle-aged man nodded. "I've been here for almost three years. We were originally a research team studying the evolution of human language and behavior. Three years ago, we encountered a shipwreck near here and washed up on this island. We were rescued by the natives here and have been here ever since."

"You're a scholar, so you can communicate with these people?"

The middle-aged man nodded with some pride. "Of course, I'm studying these things."

"Then tell them that we will fight here and tell them not to break into our military base."

"Military base?" The middle-aged man said in surprise. "You want to build a military base here? But isn't this American territory?! Are you renting it from the Americans?"

"It seems that you don't know the situation outside yet." The German squad leader chuckled. "I'll scare you if I tell you this. We, Germany, have swept across most of Europe and are fighting the Soviet Union and the United States. The Soviet Union has been beaten back by us, and so has the United States. Look, we are here to occupy this island, and from now on this island and the entire Aleutian Islands will belong to us, Germany."

"God!" The middle-aged man opened his mouth in shock.

At this time in Leningrad, a German army was looking at a palace in the distance. It was the famous Tsar's Winter Palace. Their mission this time was to attack there.

The Winter Palace was Peter the Great's winter residence. It was built in 1711. At that time, it was just a two-story building. Because Peter liked small and exquisite bedrooms, the building was built very low. But this building facing the Neva River was not preserved. From 1754 to 1762, Empress Elizabeth, the daughter of Peter the Great, ordered a Winter Palace to be rebuilt on the original site.

As a result, the fire in 1837 caused by defects in the heating system caused devastating damage to the interior decoration of the Winter Palace. After that, 6,000 craftsmen spent 15 months to basically restore the original appearance of the interior of the Winter Palace. After years of modification and improvement, it formed the appearance seen by later generations.

On November 7, 1917 (October 25 in the Russian calendar), the insurgents who participated in the October Revolution captured the Winter Palace and arrested the ministers of the bourgeois provisional government here; with the occupation of the Winter Palace, the October Revolution achieved a complete victory.

"What a pity for such a palace." Although it has experienced countless bombings, only a small part of the Winter Palace collapsed, and the main building was not damaged and still stood there. Smacking his lips with some regret, the German company commander ordered the signalman beside him. "Send the detailed coordinates back and request artillery support."

"Yes!"

After a while, dense rockets fell from the sky, covering the entire Winter Palace.

"Quick! The Germans are going to attack! Get into position!" After the successive explosions on the ground subsided, the Soviet army hiding in the basement of the Winter Palace returned to the ground and entered the position to prepare for battle.

"Pull up the anti-tank gun! Where are the engineers? Have the explosives been placed in the basement?!" The Soviet commander shouted loudly. The basement of the Winter Palace is connected to Comrade Huo Jin's headquarters. If this place is lost, the headquarters will be in danger!

"Comrade Battalion Commander, the explosives have been placed long ago and can be detonated at any time."

"Detonate immediately!" He didn't think that their less than two companies of troops could withstand the fierce attack of the German army.

As the engineer pressed the detonator, the ground nearby trembled, and the originally shaky Winter Palace collapsed, raising dust all over the sky.

When the dust gradually dissipated, they saw that the German assault guns had approached 1,000 meters away, and there was also the terrible quadruple self-propelled anti-aircraft gun next to it, followed by a group of infantry.

On the Soviet position, the gunners of the 85mm anti-aircraft guns stared nervously at the approaching steel behemoth. "Get close and shoot, and kill it with one shot!"

Bang!

Before the gunner finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his chest was hit hard by a hammer, and his body swayed and stepped back a few steps. He looked down at his chest which was gradually dyed red, and fell down helplessly. Before the others could react, the loader who was prying open the ammunition box was also shot, and blood sprayed on the ammunition box.

It was not until then that the others realized that they were being targeted by German snipers, and they hurriedly looked for safe shelters to hide, and shouted to warn others.

"Damn it!" Retracting his head, the Soviet commander cursed fiercely. The original plan was to rely on this 85mm anti-aircraft gun to kill at least one German tank, but now, let alone one, it is almost impossible to save itself. "Quick! Fire the anti-aircraft gun immediately!"

Several brave soldiers ran to the anti-aircraft gun position, but before they could operate the anti-aircraft gun, three more were shot in succession. At this time, the German army on the opposite side also noticed the abnormality here, and the black muzzle of the assault gun was aimed here.

Boom!

A 150mm howitzer landed near the anti-aircraft gun, accompanied by a violent explosion, and several gunners were blown away alive. There seemed to be a few pieces of blood mist in the air, and it was obvious that they would not survive. And the anti-aircraft gun was directly blown into parts.

Then the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun also opened fire, and the hail-like shells hit the Soviet position, raising a large area of ​​white smoke. The machine gun position was instantly reduced to ruins; the Soviet army hiding behind the sandbags also suffered heavy casualties.

The unlucky Soviet commander was hit in the head by a 20mm shell that penetrated the sandbag, and the whole head exploded like a watermelon, and the red and white things were immediately scattered all around. Seeing such a tragic situation, the surviving Soviet soldiers collapsed instantly. In addition, they lost their commander, which meant they lost their backbone; many of them raised their hands tremblingly.

However, several unlucky Soviet soldiers were shot and fell to the ground. When the German army finally stopped firing, there was less than a platoon of Soviet soldiers left.