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Klaus and Friedrich ducked, prompting the new replacements to do so as well. Down the trench line most of the company took cover within their posts as any of the soldiers outside the trench began to run towards it. Just as Klaus’ head got below the trench, the first Katyusha rocket landed about seventy feet in front of the area his squad was currently manning with a loud crack which produced a large, black, tidal wave of dirt and debris which shot forth in all directions from the place of impact. Behind them a second rocket landed at the base of a tree, the shock wave it created causing the tree to shatter at its base, launching splinters of wood in all directions. As what was left of the tree came crashing down to the scorched ground beneath; it several more rockets screeched in, impacting the ground around them, sending even more walls of dirt and shrapnel flying overhead the trench Klaus and Friedrich took shelter within. At this point all along the trenchline rockets came crashing down by the dozen. As Klaus peeked his head over the top of the trench line he saw a rocket come crashing down just behind two soldiers who had been running towards the trench near squad three’s bunker. The ring of dirt and debris that shot out from the crater the rocket created brought with it large metal shards which Klaus watched tear into the two soldiers running towards the nearest cover. Even from this distance he could see the dust in their uniforms being thrown outwards with the shrapnel as it passed through their bodies in several places, the first of the two was killed outright, one piece of shrapnel passing straight through his chest. The second was not so lucky as two shards; the first piercing his arm and the second his lower torso, but it was the third shard that hit him that caused the most visible damage as it passed through his leg, completely severing it from the rest of his body, causing him to fall forward like his now dead comrade as blood began to spurt from where his leg had been severed. Klaus ducked down below the top of the trench just as another rocket came crashing down into the bunker his squad had based fetish their defense around, causing the wooden roof to cave in. From inside two screams could be heard as one of Klaus’ squad stumbled out of the bunker holding both his hands to his head as blood poured over his face. Immediately the squad’s medic came to his aid, pulling the wounded man down onto his back as another rocket exploded nearby, covering the two in dirt and grime as the medic pulled a bandage out from his pack. “This is bullshit!” Friedrich yelled, “Where is our artillery?” “Probably all out of shells to shoot back. Just like softcore the rest of the fucking division.” Klaus said as he racked the slide on his MP 40 and leaned back against the wall of the trench. “Who got hit?” Klaus asked the medic as he pointed to the wounded soldier. “It’s Stiegler! He has a laceration across his forehead down to the skull, and several shrapnel impacts in other locations, He’s stable right now!” “Okay,” Klaus said as Friedrich moved off behind him towards his MG, “As soon as the shelling stops get him to the rear.” “You got it.” The Medic said as Friedrich returned with his MG and assistant gunner as more rockets crashed down behind the trench line now, vaporizing trees, tossing gravel and rock as they detonated. “The barrage is almost over.” Klaus said to the new replacement who sat next to him, clutching his rifle. “How do you know?” The replacement asked. “The barrage started out in front of us, it moved over us and now it's behind us,” Klaus said, yelling and pointing to where the shelling had started and then to where the rockets were currently falling. Sure enough, Klaus was correct. After a few Brunette more minutes the rockets had stopped falling, the last rocket exploding well beyond the trees behind them. But the respite was brief as a new sound began to fill the air, off to the left someone yelled out “PANZER!” “Shit!” Klaus said as he stood up and faced out towards the sound of the approaching tanks. “Friedrich! Set up the machine gun off to my left! All you riflemen stagger out along the line, Make sure your linked with the other bunker sections! Schmidt! That's you! Make sure we are linked with Steiner!” Schmidt moved off towards Steiner’s bunker as Friedrich moved his MG 42 off to Klaus’ left. His assistant gunner loading one of just four of the one hundred and fifty round belts they had. “We have AT support!” The new replacement who had now moved a few yards to Klaus’ right said pointing to the now crater ridden and destroyed treeline behind them. Sure enough, two Pak 40 anti masturbation tank guns were being set up as several soldiers with Panzerfausts ran out of the treeline and took positions in the trench line. 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