It is already half past two in the morning, and the sun will rise in two hours.
The development of the war situation made Yang Mingzhi overjoyed. He was worried that Luo Jun would not rush into Slavdzic rashly, so he had to use some means to attract them. He never expected that they actually received a death order. What they received was really
This was a stupid order. Slavdich would really be the ruin of this Romanian army. Victory belonged to the Soviet army, so Yang Mingzhi kept his promise and spared the prisoner's life. He also ordered the soldier who acted as a translator to tell him:
"Your people will enter the encirclement, and it is impossible for them to agree to us. If you can persuade them to surrender by then, you will have done a great service. You will receive good treatment, and we will not kill your compatriots."
Yang Mingzhi didn't know whether his idea would be useful. He could see from the prisoner's eyes that this man was very smart and chose to cooperate.
The war will inevitably break out at noon, and the last time before sunrise is also the final preparation time for the troops.
The military meeting was urgently held again, and the commanders of each regiment and battalion once again gathered in person at the headquarters.
The information about the prisoners of war was quickly communicated to everyone, and Yang Mingzhi also reiterated his tactics.
The so-called tactic was to let the Romanian army enter Slavtich. After they established a foothold in the city, the Soviet army ambushing in the forest quickly reached the edge of the forest.
The Soviet army will first use rocket launchers to launch a bombardment, followed by RPGs and recoilless rifles to pour firepower. Just after the bombardment ends, the entire army will attack. The entire battle is expected to end within half an hour.
If the enemy declares surrender after the bombardment, the charge operation can be avoided. Whether this situation can be achieved depends on whether the enemy accepts the traitorous Romanian scout's persuasion to surrender.
For Luo Jun, it was no longer possible for them to continue sleeping as if nothing was wrong.
Every soldier's nerves were tense, and there must be a large number of enemies ambush in these dark forests. The soldiers were like this, and Bovinescu, the leader of the regiment, was also like a frightened bird, staring at the dark distance.
Suddenly, a group of shadows swayed on the road. Who are they? They are enemies!
Bovinescu yelled: "Attention! The Russians are attacking!"
There was another burst of gunfire, and it was the retreating Romanian scouts! So, after Yang Mingzhi finished explaining the mission again, he and the officers and soldiers also heard a new burst of intensive gunfire from the distance.
Thanks to Luo Jun's high vigilance, their firepower was quite strong and they perfectly killed their own people. Tracer bullets with green light and roaring mortars destroyed the area in front of them.
It was a mess. There were also pitiful wails coming from the prostrate black figures on the ground.
The bullets fired for a while, and among the wails, Bovinescu heard: "Don't shoot! We are Romanians!"
"Oh God! We beat one of our own!"
In contrast to the regimental commander stamping his feet and beating his chest, the deputy regimental commander Brimayu was suspicious: "Captain, are you sure this is not a Russian fake? The enemy is really cunning!"
"Bah! We have no time to guess!"
A group of top soldiers bravely walked over, and behind them were the troops' long guns and short artillery. When they arrived at the battlefield that still smelled of gunpowder smoke, they were shocked to find that these groaners were their own scouts!
The reconnaissance company came back. When they left, there were nearly a hundred people, but when they returned, there were still more than fifty who could move. Everyone was greatly frightened. What annoyed them most was that the Russians they encountered on the way did not give them a fatal attack.
It is indeed our own countless bullets that take good care of everyone!
The reconnaissance company commander held his breath and truthfully reported their findings tonight in front of the regiment commander. For example, they did not know a word about the fact that they deliberately did not go to the city because they were afraid of the war. The company commander claimed that he went to Slavic
Jiqi, claiming that there were enemies stationed there, heard gunshots on his way back, and had an encounter with the enemy during his rapid retreat.
Bovinescu had been fighting a confused battle for a long time. He did not doubt the words of the reconnaissance company commander and completely believed them.
He boasted that he understood the deployment of the Soviet army, and stamped his feet angrily: "These damn Russians! They didn't evacuate from Slavdich! They must have set up city defenses. And the gunshots at night, they must have
It is deliberately provoking us, hoping that we will attack the city directly!"
"Let us attack the city?" the deputy commander shook his head disdainfully, "Maybe these Russians are really crazy! They have run out of ammunition and food, and know that continuing to escape will only exhaust themselves. Or maybe they were injured while fighting the Ukrainians.
Seriously, they can no longer evacuate!"
"Yes!" Bovinescu sighed, "So, the Russians deliberately fired guns to declare their presence, and also deliberately stimulated us to waste ammunition. Now that they have occupied the city, we have changed from pursuers to
Attackers! The dead order given to us by the division commander is to capture the city before twelve o'clock at noon! The Russians are looking for an opportunity for a decisive battle, and we must annihilate them without leaving any survivors! I didn't expect that the task of the decisive battle actually fell on us.
The shoulders of the regiment!"
"Then let's fight! We will get honors if we win."
"Bah! Brimayo, are you an idiot?" Bovinescu said angrily: "The Russians know very well that not surrendering means death, and surrendering means dying miserably. They will fight to the end! So our regiment is bound to suffer huge casualties, even if
If we win, the honor also belongs to the division commander. What can we get, and what can you and I get? Commanders like us are cannon fodder, and the division commander uses our flesh and blood to pave his way to promotion!"
Brimayu was speechless. He was very aware of these situations. But what could he do? Everyone knew that in this war, he and his thousands of brothers had no choice.
Therefore, Bovinescu made what he thought was a correct judgment, that is, the Russians had deployed city defenses in Slavdzic, and the battle might turn into a bloody street battle. The situation of his own army meant that the maximum number of soldiers that could be dispatched was 1,700.
, there are more than a hundred people left to guard the current camp. We have no heavy weapons at all. Mortars and a few small-caliber guns are of very limited help in street fighting.
In the end, this will be a battle of strength and equipment. Our own arms are average, and the Russians are obviously shabby. The Russians have and need to protect a group of non-combatants, especially when they fought a war with the Ukrainians.
How many troops are there left to fight? I'm afraid there aren't many left.
Thinking of this, Bovinescu suddenly felt that he had a great chance of winning, and his nervous mind relaxed a lot.
At dawn, mist steamed up against the forest, and the dew moistened the barrel of the machine gun that had been hot enough not long ago to barbecue.
It was already five o'clock in the morning, and there was a burst of glow in the east. The sun was rising slowly, but today's morning glow was unusually bright red.
"What a bloody dawn! There will be a bloody battle today!" Yang Mingzhi sighed as he looked at the east.
Isn't this the case in Bovisescu? Why is the east so bloody? There must have been a bloody battle, and the blood of millions of soldiers dyed the sun red.
Anxiety, dissatisfaction, resentment or ambition are no longer important. What is important is Slavdzic, and the decisive battle is coming.
Bovisescu imagined that the enemy had arranged the city into a fortress, with shooting holes drilled into every residential area. As soon as the troops started to attack, the Russians would turn into a group of snipers and massacre wantonly! As long as the first enemy of the Russians was defeated,
Wave resistance, the rest is Romania's time.
He therefore conducted some war mobilization, and all the soldiers who planned to participate in the war lined up. At this moment, Bovisescu was also impassioned.
He pointed to the west and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Gentlemen! The Russians we have been chasing for many days can no longer run away! Their harassment at night is to attract our attention! The Russians have transformed the city into a fortress, and our task is
Occupy this fortress and destroy everyone! Gentlemen, are you afraid?"
No one answered. The soldiers looked left and right. No one shouted anything loud, just whispered among each other.
"Okay! It seems that you still have a lot of worries! But you should understand that the Russians and Ukrainians have already had a fierce battle. Although the Russians won, the casualties must be serious! Their people who can fight are not as good as us! As long as we fight bravely,
The enemy will fail quickly!
Gentlemen, you also need to be clear that there are many women among the Russians we are chasing! As long as the city is broken, these Russians will be eliminated. How to eliminate them is up to you!"
Bovisescu knew what he was doing. He was allowing his soldiers to turn into a group of robbers with no military discipline! But isn't this a shortcut to boosting morale? Nowadays, there is basically only wine and women.
It allows these soldiers who have been fighting at high intensity and marching for more than two weeks to vent their stress.
Judging from the laughing expressions of the soldiers, he knew he had done the right thing.
"Very good! Vent all your stress to the Russian women! Gentlemen, go back to your camp and hurry up to finish breakfast and organize your weapons and ammunition. We will be ready to march lightly. At eight o'clock sharp, we set off!"