The German reinforcements were rushing towards the battlefield. Among them, fifty people from the reconnaissance company sent by Yang Mingzhi were already engaged in firefights with the enemy reinforcements.
Because it was an urgent order, the German infantry almost ran wildly on one foot. It was too late, and their half-track armored vehicles and trucks could not walk at night. For safety reasons, it was better for the infantry to use a pair of feet to reinforce them.
For example, in the 774th Infantry Regiment under the 707th Division of the German Army, more than 2,000 people in the regiment were given emergency orders. The soldiers were awakened from their sleep. There were only more than 1,000 soldiers in the barracks at that time (others were performing tasks in small teams outside, and they
were also called up urgently), they were forced to go into battle lightly.
This unit was not ready to go to the battlefield urgently. Most of the soldiers believed that this was an occupied area, and how could those guerrillas threaten the safety of the division.
But orders are orders, and the troops march in the dark.
A small number of half-track armored vehicles opened the road, and they moved very slowly even with their headlights on. The German army had long criticized the Soviet Union's bumpy dirt roads, which could also be called highways.
When they appeared at the ambush site of the Soviet reconnaissance company, a surprise blow came.
The German soldiers stepped on a stumbling block, and the buried grenades were detonated. These grenades were not very powerful, but fortunately the German troops were very dense, and they caused a lot of damage at that time. Not many people were killed on the spot, but they were deliberately added because of these.
The explosives caused metal chunks to fly across the area, damaging a large area.
Then there was loud gunfire in the forest. The reconnaissance company carried a large number of automatic weapons and sufficient ammunition. The German army encountered strong resistance and had to stop rushing to rescue.
Fierce fighting is going on here, and the fighting in Kuta Town has ended. Yang Mingzhi led the surviving troops to evacuate quickly.
He gave an order to the reconnaissance company that was in the midst of a fierce battle, "You must withdraw from the battle immediately. The ambush plan has been cancelled."
The blocking battle ended soon, and the German 774th Regiment continued to advance. When they arrived at the town of Kuta, all they saw were ruins and a large number of corpses.
The seriously wounded Soviet soldiers who stayed behind persisted in fighting, and eventually all died gloriously. They knew they were destined to die, but they still dealt an unprepared blow to the German troops entering the city before they died.
The German army found the commander of the 707th Division in the ruins. His twisted figure was lying under a rubble. He was wounded by several bullets and his hands were still tied. It was obvious that he had been shot.
The battle was over, and only the flames were still burning. The German soldiers were groping in the ruins, kicking their dead comrades, and still found a few guys pretending to be dead.
Officer Lawrence, he once again escaped death. When he was pulled out of the pile of dead people, he was so excited that he talked nonsense.
The commander of the 772nd regiment came up and slapped the man awake. He grabbed him by the collar and asked, "Tell me, commander, what happened! Who attacked us!"
"It's them! A Soviet army, they were the ones who attacked Luvanka Town last time!"
Lawrence did not know the identity of the attacker, but he had experienced many attacks and survived. He pointed out the very obvious feature of these people - leggings.
"As far as I know, Soviet soldiers have never had the habit of leggings. So these enemies are unique, and the Gestapo should be able to accurately find out the details of these people."
The commander of the 772nd Regiment was the first to arrive. He asked Lawrence to help him down to rest, and he stayed in front of the body of the already restrained division commander, waiting for his colleagues to arrive.
The soldier hurriedly came to him and saluted. "Sir, I have checked everything. The enemy's corpses have leggings, and our soldiers' corpses, shoes, armed belts, and even trousers have been taken away. They are still there."
Some intact houses were rummaged through and all the clothes were taken away."
This information was well recorded, and everything was consistent with what Lawrence said. This group of enemies was completely different from other guerrillas.
On the other hand, Yang Mingzhi led the troops to evacuate urgently, and he himself endured the pain in his arms.
"What the hell, I was actually shot! How could I be injured at such a critical moment!" He was filled with annoyance, and planned to capture Kuta Town in one go, and then attack the enemy's reinforcements. The plan to encircle the point for reinforcements completely changed.
It has become a critical battle. Is it because I am too greedy? I want to complete the critical battle at the same time and complete the encirclement and reinforcements.
Therefore, after paying a huge price, the troops only completed the attack. After several hours of high-intensity fighting, the soldiers' physical strength was extremely high, and their ammunition consumption was also very serious.
In addition, the psychological blow is also terrifying. Many comrades who have been together day and night for several months, and even the surviving veterans who once fought positional battles with enemy armored forces in Badijinskaya, have no choice but to sacrifice themselves gloriously in this battle.
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The current survivors still obtained trophies from the conquered towns, and they were short of time and did not take too much.
"Everyone, work harder! I know that the battle has just ended and everyone is asked to march in a hurry. This is very difficult. But we have no reason to stop. The enemy's pursuers are probably right behind us." Yang Mingzhi called.
In fact, everyone knows that enemy reinforcements are entering Kuta town one after another, and there are still dull sounds of gunfire in the distance. The troops are not safe at this time.
Many people are overstretching their energy, but they are still persisting. In addition to themselves, they must not fall behind, and neither can the materials they carry.
The army marched forward in the forest, and the daily training showed great power. In one morning, the troops ran for twenty kilometers. It was very rare to travel such a distance through the forest, especially after a high-intensity battle.
But the Soviet soldiers were all mortals. It wasn't until several soldiers fainted from exhaustion that Yang Mingzhi felt that the troops should rest.
As soon as the order to rest in place was given, the soldiers lay down on the ground as if they had fallen apart. Many were panting violently, and some were sitting cross-legged and drinking water.
Yang Mingzhi put down his backpack, but his left arm was still aching.
"Damn it, it must be swollen!" When he slowly untied the bandage, he saw that the wound was swollen, and tissue fluid was seeping out. "What the hell! The enemy's bullets are too poisonous!"
This was the first time Yang Mingzhi was injured, and the pain of being shot was really unbearable.
Yelentina came over and sat down in front of Yang Mingzhi. She saw the man checking his wounds. The situation seemed to be very bad.
"You were injured. Is the bullet still in your body? I didn't even notice it during the battle."
Yang Mingzhi frowned and complained endlessly. "Yes, you are relatively lucky, but I am miserable. Of course, I am also the lucky one. If I am hit by a rifle bullet, this arm will be useless. It's a shame.
It was a ricochet that grazed the skin."
"That's enough, you've scratched your skin. I see your wound is stitched up! You need to get an antibiotic." With Yelentina's sensitivity as a woman, he really couldn't stand the careless temper of the man, "You stay here and be good.
Sit down and I'll go get Bessika over."
Yang Mingzhi chuckled and looked at the woman's quickly disappearing figure. Alas, his wife also retreated unharmed. She knew that she was injured, but she had more important things to do.
Soon, Star Tao was pulled over by Yelentina. She deliberately made the situation serious, frightening the girl.
"Brother! My brother! Let me see your arm!" Yang Tao knelt down in front of her husband, looking at his bloody wounds and feeling heartbroken.
"Okay, I'll let you see my wounds." Yang Mingzhi smiled bitterly.
Suddenly, Yang Tao wrinkled his forehead and hurriedly took out medicines and clean white linen from the medical box. Worried and complained, Yang Tao felt mixed emotions in his heart. "Really, why are you rushing so hard? What if something happens to you?"
.You are the only relative of mine, and you are still enduring the pain when you are injured, and you are still worried about my safety."
She said this in Chinese. Yang Mingzhi saw her burying her head in preparing the medicine, with tears falling from her bangs.
"I'm sorry for making you worry, my wife." As he said that, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but want to touch her forehead. The girl liked this very much, as if all girls liked having their foreheads touched by their loved ones, which was reassuring.
Carambola buried her head in preparing a solution of penicillin, which was a special medicine for the wounded. The girl didn’t know the history. Because of the discovery and application of penicillin, the survival rate of wounded soldiers increased astonishingly.
In past wars, when soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield and encountered wounded soldiers, they would always give them a touch up as long as they could not stand up and leave. There was nothing to say about giving wounds to the enemy. As for the soldiers themselves, they just hoped that their suffering would end quickly.
But even with penicillin, many wounded soldiers still had no choice but to wait for death. During the raid on Kuta town, many seriously wounded Soviet soldiers committed suicide, while some endured the pain and fought to the end.
More than 200 wounded people successfully evacuated with the troops, many of whom were like Yang Mingzhi. They were shot in the arms and could evacuate with the troops after the bleeding stopped. If they were shot in the legs, they used a makeshift stretcher (take off the leggings and wrap two
Made of wooden sticks) and carried away.
Yang Tao wiped his eyes and raised his head. "Brother, my eyes were smoked by the medicine, so I shed tears."
"Yeah, I know." Yang Mingzhi nodded, "I won't call you husband this time. I'll call you brother instead. That's good. I like it."
Yang Tao smiled brightly and picked up the glass syringe, "Well, now I will inject you with some antibiotics to prevent septicemia and other things."
Yang Mingzhi felt reassured about his wife. As a field doctor, Yang Tao did a pretty good job. After all, she learned some professional knowledge and a lot of clinical experience from a professional surgeon who escaped from Minsk. Although at first she was like a Mongolian doctor serving those injured.
As a soldier, many people could only endure her childish experience. As for now, she can be said to be a good military doctor.
Yang Mingzhi sat upright and watched the needle go into his arm. There were no disposable plastic syringes in this era, so he was lucky to have a glass syringe. But the treatment had just begun, and his wife spoke again.
"Brother! Straighten your left arm and let me disinfect it for you."
She took out a glass bottle and used pliers to pick up a small wad of sanitary napkin and wet it.
"This is alcohol disinfection, you have to be patient."
"Of course, I am a dignified man." Yang Mingzhi kept smiling, enduring the pain, and watched his wife wipe away the blood from his wound.
As for the wound, because some skin tissue and even muscle were lost, it could only be sutured once.
There will definitely be casualties in the war. Before departure, the few military doctors who accompanied the army brought a lot of medical supplies. All the captured German surgical tools that were crooked were used, and sanitary tampons were put into use.
Yang Mingzhi was helpless at this time. He saw his wife giving him morphine, and it was difficult to accept it at first. "This thing is a drug and it is addictive. I don't want to be an addict."
It was difficult for Yang Tao to understand these words, but he persuaded him kindly: "Our wounded soldiers use this, so they don't feel excessive pain, so I can carry out treatment more easily."
Yang Mingzhi had no choice but to nod and accept his fate. Did he know what morphine was? If it was purified again, it would be the terrifying cocaine. People in this era did not know the severe side effects of this thing, but they only knew that this thing was a painkiller!
Yang Mingzhi closed his eyes, feeling like a piece of fish on a chopping board, waiting for his wife to handle it. In fact, having her here is really a blessing. If she were a girl of that era, she seemed to have the talent to study medicine and become a doctor.
"Okay, finally I'll wrap you in gauze. Brother, don't rush like a commando anymore. You are the commander. If something happens to you, what will happen to the safety of two thousand of us?"
Yang Mingzhi opened his eyes. At this moment, in front of him were the battalion commanders and the political commissar Yelenkina. These guys had large and small scratches on their bodies, even the wife who was treating him. Her clothes were a lot damaged.
In fact, Yang Tao said a lot of caring words to her husband, but kept silent about the injuries on her body. In addition to the bruises on her limbs, her right arm was hit by a brick that fell from the explosion. She also endured the pain of bruises when giving injections to her husband.
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Yang Mingzhi's wound was well bandaged, and his wife tied it with a bow with linen. Now Yang Mingzhi figured out the casualties of the troops, and the results were mixed.
"We have 197 wounded soldiers, and they all have injuries to their limbs, so they can persist until now."
"There are so many people! So who died in battle?" Yang Mingzhi asked seriously.
This was not something Yang Tao could answer, and Yelentina immediately told the real situation. "Based on the current preliminary statistics, there are no people who followed the troops. It can be concluded that all of them were killed. There were nearly 600 of them. We suffered a lot."
.But we rescued the prisoners of war in this battle, and there were 300 people who successfully retreated with us, and they are already our new comrades-in-arms."
Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, it's okay. We suffered a lot, but the gain was unexpected. Like a sharp sword, we stabbed the heart of the enemy's 707th Division and killed the enemy's evil division commander.
They even wiped out thousands of enemy soldiers. Their battle losses were even greater than ours."
"Yes, this is indeed a victory." Battalion Commander Lavrenti said, "Our battalion lost more than a hundred people, almost killing all the enemy troops in the enemy's left wing camp. The sacrifice of the soldiers was worth their while.
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Yang Mingzhi looked at him, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but smile: "The victory is tragic, the defeat is tragic. We won in the end, although my plan was not like this."
In accordance with Yang Mingzhi's order, the troops rested for two hours. Reconnaissance troops were sent to guard the perimeter of the camp, ready to retreat at any time.