Tansen learned that his motorcycle camp was being attacked by Soviet artillery fire and immediately ran out of the command center. Although his place was five or six kilometers away from the camp, even without a telescope, he could clearly see the sky-sky light in the camp and hear the faint explosion.
"Hell, it's really hell." Seeing that his camp turned into a sea of fire, Tansen stomped his feet in anger: "Where did the Russian artillery come out?"
The Chief of Staff, who was standing aside, raised his telescope and looked into the distance, and replied: "Your Excellency the Division Commander, the Russians are all on the hills on both sides. They use their new rockets to attack our army's camp from a high place. It seems that the motor camp is in danger."
Tansen watched his troops destruction, but he was powerless and stomped his feet in anger. The Chief of Staff of the Division was much more awake. He quickly reminded Tansen: "Grand Commander, I decided that we should transfer immediately..."
"Transfer, why do you need to transfer?" Tansen said gritting his teeth: "Immediately order the artillery to fire at the two hills, and make sure the shells kill all the damn Russians."
"Teacher Commander, I think even if the artillery fires, it may not be of any effect?"
"Why?"
"According to the information I have, the new rocket used by the Russians can be fired in any environment, and it is very convenient to transfer." The Chief of Staff of the Division said helplessly: "When our artillery is ready to take its place, they have already moved their positions, and our shells can only hit the open space."
"No, I can't watch my troops be destroyed by the Russians." Tansen said in a furious manner: "Immediately order the artillery to fire!"
Seeing that Tansen was stubborn, the Chief of Staff had no choice but to accept his orders with the help of his despair. He turned around and ran back to the command center, notifying the artillery regiment to fire at the location of the Soviet army.
The commanders and fighters of the 548th Regiment of the 812th Division, who attacked the German motorcycle battalion, were commanders of the 548th Regiment of the 812th Division, who carried out condescending attacks on a hill two kilometers away from the enemy camp. Seeing that the enemy camp had fallen into a sea of fire and knew that not many people could come out alive, the commander of the team immediately ordered the troops to withdraw from the battle and move towards a new place.
As soon as the troops retreated to the bottom of the hill, the enemy's shells roared, blowing the front slope and the top of the hill into a sea of fire. Hearing the movement from the top of the hill, the commanders and soldiers said with lingering fear: "Fortunately we retreated in time, otherwise the enemy's shells would hit us and we would definitely suffer a considerable casualties."
Just as the commanders and fighters of the 548th Regiment completed their mission and retreated towards the defense zone, the 550th Regiment's troops detoured near the German armored regiment. Seeing that all the tanks were neatly placed in a corner of the camp, the Germans seemed to have no idea of their arrival, and the commander who led the team immediately issued an order to attack.
The soldiers set up the launch tubes, and after simple debugging, they did not even conduct test firing, so they directly fired rockets at the enemy's tank regiment. In just a few minutes, the tank regiment's camp turned into a human purgatory. There were fires everywhere and explosions everywhere. German soldiers who were running around like headless flies were either blown away on the spot or were cut down by flying shrapnel.
Some tank soldiers rushed towards their tanks in artillery fire, hoping to drive their tanks away before being hit by Soviet artillery fire. However, the rocket's killing radius was fifty meters, and many tank soldiers rushed to their tanks. However, before they could get into their tanks, they were knocked down by shrapnel or killed by death. The tanks were surrounded by corpses of soldiers who died in various positions.
When the Soviet army's first attack began, the commanders and soldiers hidden a few kilometers away heard the explosions coming from this direction and the rolling black smoke rising into the sky. They guessed that friendly troops launched an attack on the enemy, and heard the fighting in the distance, but they were still holding their troops here, and everyone couldn't help but feel anxious.
A battalion commander of the Infantry Brigade saw that the soldiers were feeling a little unstable, so he went straight to the command headquarters to find Lieutenant Colonel Uzakov. As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by several soldiers.
When the battalion commander saw that the soldiers in front of him were all innocent faces, they were obviously not from the Marine Brigade based on their clothes, they asked unhappily: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
"I'm sorry," said Samoilov, who was leading the team on duty at the door, with a blank expression: "Comrade Captain, who informed you of your coming here?"
"No, no one informed me." The battalion commander shook his head and said, "I heard a fight in the distance. I wanted to come over and ask the brigade commander when our brigade can be dispatched."
"When it's time for you to go out, you'll go out naturally." Samoilov stood in front of the battalion commander and said, "You'd better return to the army immediately, maybe you're going to go out soon."
Looking at the commander in front of him with a lower rank than himself, the battalion commander frowned and asked, "Which part of you are? Why have I never seen you?" As he said that, his hand touched his waist and tried to pull out the gun at his waist.
But how could Samoilov let him draw a gun? He reached out and grabbed the other party's hand and said in a stern tone: "Do you want to use a knife and a gun at me?"
The battalion commander did not answer Samoilov's question, but asked back: "Who are you and why are you here?"
"I'm sorry, Comrade Captain." Samoilov said unhappily: "I can't answer this question."
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a staff officer came out of the command center. Seeing the officer confronting Samoilov, he asked in surprise: "Comrade Captain, why are you here?"
The battalion commander pointed at Samoilov and said, "I'm going to meet the brigade commander, and he won't allow me to come in. I said, where did they emerge from and they didn't even know me?"
When the staff officer saw the other party's attitude and was worried about something bad, he hurriedly approached his ear and whispered: "Comrade Captain, this lieutenant is the platoon leader of the guard who escorted the commander here. I advise you to go back to the army as soon as possible. If the brigade commander finds that you have a conflict with the commander's guard, you will definitely not be spared."
When the battalion commander heard this, he was shocked. What, the commander is in the command center? However, after a brief panic, he felt a burst of ecstasy. Since the commander appeared here, it means that the attack would be launched soon. He hurriedly thanked the staff and said apologetically to Samoilov: "I'm sorry, Comrade Lieutenant, I'm too reckless. I'll go back to the army now."
Not only Sokov didn't know about the incident that happened at the command department, but also Lieutenant Colonel Uzakov, the brigade commander. Sokov raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said to the three brigade commanders: "Comrades, brigade commanders, friendly forces are attacking the enemy's camp with new rockets. You immediately gather the troops and advance towards the starting point of the attack. Taking advantage of the situation where the enemy is in chaos, we must launch a decisive and decisive attack."
"Yes!" the three brigade commanders replied in unison.
The commanders and soldiers of the Infantry Brigade could not hold back when they heard the artillery fire in front of them. After hearing the orders to set off, they immediately completed the assembly in a short time. Half an hour after the infantry brigade set off, the 62nd Marine Brigade, which served as the second tier, also set off. Sokov followed the 84th Marine Brigade from afar.
"Comrade Commander," Brigade Commander Colonel Chuwashov heard the sound of gunfire coming from the front and asked Sokov with a bitter face: "Listen, it's so lively ahead. I'm worried that when our brigade rushed over, we might not even be able to drink soup."
"Comrade Colonel," Sokov said with a smile and comforted him, "The Imperial Army is an elite German army. Even if they have just been rebuilt, they cannot underestimate their combat effectiveness. Don't see our rocket attacks, causing them huge casualties, but it may not be easy to completely defeat them. Don't worry, when you fight with the Germans, I hope your performance will not disappoint me at that time."
After saying this, Sokov turned his head to the radio operator sitting in the back of the jeep and said, "Immediately contact the 384th Division and order them to launch an attack from the enemy's side and rear to form a front and rear attack with our troops. Whether our army can wipe out the Imperial Division depends entirely on whether your division can attack in time and cut off the enemy's retreat. If it is a missed opportunity, the general will be engaged in military law."
"Comrade Commander," Chuwashov and others asked tentatively after dictating the orders, "Do you think General Gritzenko's troops can cut off the enemy's retreat?"
"Comrade Colonel, do you know why I only sent one division to the rear of the enemy. Do you only use your three brigades when attacking head-on?" Sokov knew that the other party would definitely not answer his own question, so after asking the question, he said in his own question: "Because we are not fighting alone, even though the enemy broke through the defense line of Oboyan, the troops of the First Guards Tank Army commanded by General Katukov are still fighting desperately with the enemy. As long as we compress the enemy into the Oboyan area, General Katukov's troops will take the initiative to come and reinforce us."
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After the motorcycle battalion was bombarded by the Soviet army, Tansen wished to think that using artillery fire could eliminate the damn Russians, but what he didn't expect was that all the shells hit the open space, and even the Soviet commanders and fighters were not injured. What made him even more angry was that while the artillery regiment was still bombarding the hills, the bad news of the armored regiment attack came.
Tansen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do next. The Chief of Staff reminded him: "Sir, since the Russians attacked our motorcycle battalion and armored regiment one after another, will they attack our artillery regiment and division headquarters next? I think we should move quickly."
The senior German commanders were very afraid of death, which can be confirmed by the fact that they usually set the command center dozens of kilometers away from the front line. Tansen was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat when he heard the chief of staff of the division that the Russians might launch artillery regiments and division headquarters. He hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Retreat, retreat immediately!"
Although he immediately issued an order to retreat after hearing the reminder of the Chief of Staff of the Division, he was still one step late. Another small Soviet army had appeared on a hill just three kilometers away from the German artillery regiment, and was nervously installing rocket launchers to prepare to attack the German artillery positions.
After receiving the order to retreat, the German artillery did not dare to neglect and quickly began to pack up their things, but they were still one step late. The Soviet commanders and soldiers only took two minutes to set up the launcher, load rockets, and aimed at the general direction to attack. The rockets fell on the enemy's artillery position and exploded, which soon caused many artillery shells to explode. For a moment, the fire on the artillery position soared into the sky, and the explosion sounded deafening. Countless soldiers' broken limbs and broken arms and parts of the cannon were blown into the air by the air waves.
Tansen, who was escaping from a bucket car, heard the loud explosion from afar, and quickly turned his head and looked back. He saw a huge black mushroom cloud rising above the artillery position. Seeing this, the Chief of Staff sitting beside him sighed softly and said, "It seems that the artillery regiment is over."
Tansen secretly regretted it. Haussel ordered his troops to turn to Prokholovka, but he insisted on his own and insisted on opening a breakthrough from Shumakovo. Now he has suffered such heavy losses before even the enemy's position has been broken through. If the Russian ground troops took the opportunity to launch an attack, he would have no strength to block their progress.
However, just as Tansen regretted it, there was a faint sound of shouting killing from behind him. He asked the Chief of Staff in a panic: "What sound is it? What sound is coming from outside?"
The Chief of Staff listened and said to Tansen: "Grand Commander, I seem to hear their soldiers shouting 'Ula'. It seems that they are launching a ground attack on us."
Tansen was frightened toward the location of the division headquarters not long ago, thinking to himself: Fortunately, he followed the advice of the Chief of Staff of the Division and withdrew in time, otherwise his division headquarters would become the first target for Russian soldiers to attack.
"Secretary, don't worry, listen to the sound. They are at least one or two kilometers away from us. They can't catch up with us with two legs." When Chief of Staff said this, he felt relieved. Fortunately, when he was persuading, Tansen was not stubborn and insisted on staying in the division headquarters. If that was true, he might have been surrounded by the Russians at this moment.
After stabilizing his emotions, the Chief of Staff of the Division asked tentatively: "Sir, are we going to join the 4th Grenadier Regiment?"
"No, no," Tansen waved his hands desperately and said nervously: "Let's go directly to the military headquarters to find General Hauser and hear what instructions he has for our division's next action?"