Natasha thought so, and she put aside yesterday's danger. On the new morning, after repelling the third round of German attacks, she also joined the counterattack force led by Balzen.
They captured a large number of police officers and soldiers. When her comrades gathered these people, Natasha fell silent.
Currently, seven of the youth battalion soldiers she selected participated in this pursuit. They gathered around the commander and discussed today's battle.
It was obvious that the troops could continue their pursuit, so the regiment leader issued an order, and everyone could only stay here to clean up the battlefield.
"It's really unlucky. I can continue to kill enemies, but now I'm asked to pick up corpses." The young soldier Lebrasky, a member of Lenin's Young Pioneers, wore a red scarf around his neck. When he checked the corpse for usable items, there was also blood stains.
Stains heavily on clothes.
This man was indeed very courageous, and the numerous corpses did not stimulate his nerves at all. He picked up some heavy armed belts and more than ten pairs of shoes, and threw them into the temporary trophy pile.
After completing these tasks, he returned to Natasha, so the expression on his face was not good.
"What? Does the battlefield make you uncomfortable?" Natasha asked.
"Bah! I feel great. I shot two enemies. I could have made another great achievement, but the regiment commander didn't let us pursue them."
"yes!"
"Instructor, aren't you angry?"
"Me?" Natasha shook her head, "It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. We must obey orders. We will stay here and wait for the next order. Besides, there are so many prisoners of war to monitor."
"Leblasky, don't complain anymore!" Ruslan interjected.
"But, deputy battalion commander, I..."
"I know you are eager to compete. Don't you just want to perform well in front of the instructors?"
Hearing this, Lebraski laughed.
Natasha kicked his eyes and said: "You are indeed a brave person. Bravery at the wrong time sometimes means recklessness. So I still can't admit that you are a qualified warrior. As a soldier, you shouldn't say anything to me."
Complain."
"Okay! Okay..." Lebrasky rubbed his shoulders and sat on the grass, minding his own business, "I'm very tired anyway, so I might as well take a proper rest."
At the same time, Balzen was sorting the prisoners of war into categories. In order to avoid escape, the large group of prisoners of war was divided into groups. Soldiers in a squad closely guarded twenty prisoners of war. Even the prisoners of war would not dare to escape if they had the courage.
Because any rash action will be watched by ten pairs of eyes.
Balzen leaned down and inspected the troops' trophies.
The troops seized hundreds of rifles, but very few machine guns. Those seized armed belts had ammunition boxes hanging on them. Unfortunately, the ammunition captured was too little. Some of the ammunition boxes only had a few bullets left, which showed that their owners were about to
Running out of ammunition.
This detail had to make Balzen think carefully: "Didn't the enemy carry more ammunition? Or were they all beaten?" He felt that the German army was too stingy to this group of puppet troops and could not even give more ammunition.
It's no wonder that these guys collectively surrendered.
The sound of gunfire in the distance continued, and Balzen continued to launch rhythmic shelling on Loyev.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded from the Dnieper River not far away.
what is that?
Natasha and most of the officers and soldiers all turned their heads and looked eastward. The fog had almost dissipated. Everyone stood up and looked up. They saw a black figure with faint black smoke on the wide, sparkling river.
, is rapidly moving upstream, and the waves it brings make it more obvious.
"Hey! It's our gunboat!" Lebrasky was as excited as a monkey. He was not only happy, but also deliberately complained: "Regiment leader! Our only gunboat went to grab the victory. We who have experienced hundreds of
The warrior who is fighting is sitting here quietly."
Natasha looked at the gunboat and shook her head with a tight mouth: "Stop talking, our pursuit of the German army is over. Alas, in fact, the gunboat could have arrived early to help, especially in yesterday's battle. It was so long.
We arrived late, probably because the fog blocked the route."
The only Type 1124 gunboat, it has been acting as a cargo ship connecting the Loyev Soviet defense line and the Misi Ferry in the past few days. It transported various types of wounded in the early stages of the battle to the Misi Ferry via waterways, and also transported some food and supplies.
Medicines are sent to the front line. It once ran out of ammunition and now has "small mobile turrets" on the river.
Because, not only did its two 76mm tank guns replenish ammunition, the Soviet army also temporarily brought four recoilless rifles on board, with as many as 200 rounds of reserve ammunition.
This small gunboat carried a heavy load. When the fog abated, it moved forward bravely through the broken bridge. Because the gunboat did receive an order to assist Balzen in the battle in the morning, but due to the fog, he had to temporarily change his action, that is, bombardment.
Loev, achieved a kind of containment.
When the battle situation quickly turned into a strangulation of the enemy by various units, the gunboats then headed north non-stop to participate in the final battle.
The gunboat was equipped with six guns and ten machine guns, and the number of crew members on the boat suddenly reached as many as thirty. It carried a heavy load and the draft became deeper. If the water level in the river had not been very high during this period, the gunboat would have been
It was stranded!
The perspective shifts to the German army.
Quetzal would never have imagined that he was so high-spirited that he led 5,000 people and more than a dozen tanks south. Today was the second day of the official battle, and he would be reduced to a situation where his entire army was almost annihilated.
Obviously, due to his arrogance, he seriously underestimated the strength of the Soviet army. He also discovered that the Soviet army in the Pripet Swamp was indeed too cunning. They were so elusive that they blocked his escape route.
The current situation is very bad. Only more than a thousand German officers and soldiers escaped from the pursuit of the Soviet cavalry. A large number of Soviet troops were moving here from the north, south and west.
I saw that a large amount of soil was still blown up on the flat ground, which was the artillery shells thrown by the Soviet army. The figures of the Soviet soldiers could only be seen vaguely through the telescope, and they were simply outside the effective range of the MG34.
When the war reached this point, Quetzal stamped his feet angrily. In order to escape, his men had thrown away most of their heavy equipment, especially mortars, and even many heavy machine guns. The Germans did not even have the heavy firepower to counterattack.
All are lost.
In order to survive, the German army had to advance eastward, even though they knew that there was the wide Dnieper River.
What else can Quetzal do? Look at the artillery fire unleashed by the Soviet army. They are actually "barrage charging". The exploding shells are gradually locating the German army. In such an open field bombardment, they can't even find bunkers.
For the German army, the damage must be maximized.
At this point, Quetzal could only think of the only way to survive - to escape to the Dnieper River, throw away the extra weight, take off his clothes that were soaked in water and were as heavy as lead, jump into the river and swim to the other side.
As for how many people will have the physical strength to swim across, we can only leave it to fate.
Quetzal shouted: "All soldiers, follow me across the river! We will be completely safe when we swim to the other side."
For a moment, the German officers and soldiers could no longer think about whether this order was reliable. If they stayed, they were doomed to die. It was better to give it a last try!