At half past ten at night, Peronisky himself had wrapped himself in a wool blanket and slept soundly. The soldiers under his command stayed quiet throughout the day and fell asleep quickly after nightfall.
If you can lie down, never sit, if you can sleep, never talk nonsense. Most of the soldiers face life on the battlefield with this attitude. Only a small number of soldiers who have become regular soldiers from the militia are too excited to sleep because it is their first time on the battlefield.
But the urgent telegram from the correspondent suddenly arrived, and Peronsky's dream could no longer be fulfilled.
He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and read the message on the paper with the help of an oil lamp.
He asked in surprise: "Is the intelligence accurate? Has the cavalry battalion discovered the enemy?"
"It's absolutely true! Commander, the cavalry battalion hopes that we can quickly move to their battalion headquarters. It seems that the cavalry battalion plans to launch a night attack."
"Night attack? Interesting!" Peronisky stood up with a smile and informed his guards: "You guys, go wake up all the brothers! Tell them that the enemy has been found and we are going to launch a night attack."
According to the layout during the day, there is a distance of nearly three kilometers between the cavalry battalion headquarters and the independent regiment's station. Peronisky even risked missing a fighter plane, and his troops lined up in a relatively neat formation at night, relying on the galaxy and a group of people.
Under the dim light of the crescent moon, I thought of marching in the direction of the cavalry battalion headquarters.
The vast number of soldiers carried a large amount of equipment, and they were really clanking as they ran wildly. Fortunately, the sound of the wind covered up the noise.
The soldiers were covered in sweat from running, and all their embarrassment disappeared because of running.
Peronisky immediately found Womansky and said breathlessly: "Where is the enemy? Should we take action immediately?"
Even in the dim light, Warmansky could feel the panting and sloppy look of his comrade-in-arms.
"Dear Davarisi, I have no intention of taking action now. Besides, you and your soldiers are not all out of breath."
"Okay... okay. Since the enemy has been exposed, we will take action sooner or later. Please tell us a time. I only have one request, which is to catch the enemy by surprise. If we can avoid any casualties, we will
Very good."
"What are you thinking?!" Little Warmansky chuckled, "We all belong to the 63rd Army. The night attack routines that I know are all set by the commander, Comrade Belekov. Then we will follow the commander's habits.
, either do it at two o'clock, or three o'clock, you choose a time."
"Let's just say three o'clock. That's the time when people are sleeping the deepest. If we launch an attack at that time, we might even touch the enemy's camp and stab the enemy to death in their sleep."
"Okay, three o'clock! Our troops will rest for two more hours and start moving at two o'clock. At three o'clock, we will launch a full-scale attack!"
There are still more than two hours before the action, so the soldiers seize the time to rest. But because the battle is approaching, how many of them can really sleep carelessly?
This battle was actually the first battle after the Peronisky Guerrilla Brigade was reorganized into the First Regiment of an independent regiment directly under the 63rd Army. The main personnel of the unit were rescued Soviet prisoners of war, and almost all of them were mobilized soldiers.
That is to say, they only trained for a month and only knew basic gun combat. Therefore, after the independent regiment was formed into an army, these troops received systematic training. By July, they had been trained for more than a month.
Originally, the minimum training period for Soviet recruits was three months. In terms of training time, Peronisky's troops had already reached the Soviet army's pre-war training baseline. As for their combat effectiveness, they could only rely on actual combat to test them.
Each platoon in the army has a political commissar, and they are all sent by Salinchkin for assault training. Although Stalin ordered the political commissar not to take the lead in the charge, in the special way of guerrilla warfare, the political commissar is the one who charges the hardest!
Since most of the soldiers couldn't sleep at all, the political commissars also conducted ideological classes unexpectedly before the battle. Peronisky was very pleased about this. He didn't have to shout a few words in front of the battle line because his morale had already been mobilized.
Two hours passed quickly and July 7th has arrived!
At two o'clock in the morning, all the dormant Soviet troops, whether cavalry or infantry, began to move.
"Everyone, turn off the safety of the firearm, and then act according to the plan. Everyone walks carefully and does not make loud noises."
Peronisky once again emphasized discipline, and his people implemented it very well.
Therefore, including the cavalry battalion, the total number of Soviet troops involved in this battle was as high as five battalions, with a strength of almost 3,000.
How big was the German army? Counting the carriage drivers, there were only 800 people. The Soviet army had a huge advantage in terms of military strength. The Soviet army also had absolute strategic initiative, and the German army was completely unaware of the approaching danger.
At three o'clock in the morning, it is the last darkness before dawn. At half past three, the sky becomes dark blue, and at four o'clock, the first ray of sunlight can break through the horizon.
The Soviet troops arrived at their respective positions at 2:30 in the morning. Peronisky lay in the grass and saw the bonfires from a distance.
"It seems that we are a thousand meters away from the enemy. Sure enough, we have to move carefully next."
The cavalry battalion as a whole quietly detoured back to the north of the bonfire group. The reason why they wanted to do this was that the two commanders planned to replicate their commander Yang Mingzhi's specialty-the tactic of surrounding three ques and one.
The four battalions of the Independent Regiment form a huge arc formation on a macro scale, like a big bottle, and the cavalry battalion is the bottle cap.
The two commanders had already looked at their watches. They looked at their arms and saw that nothing was serious.
Suddenly, the minute and second hands finally pointed to twelve, and Peronisky calmly ordered: "Commander, inform all battalions to start taking action!"
Soon, the officers and soldiers of the four battalions emerged from their respective bunkers. They formed a classic triangle attack formation, and a total of four triangles moved toward the bonfire.
At the same time, the officers and soldiers in the fifteen temporary machine gun positions of the German army were lying on their stomachs and falling asleep. No one realized that the weak richness covered up the rustling sound of people's feet trampling on the lawn, and no one saw a large pile of grass in the distance.
The shadow is approaching.
The Independent Regiment indeed launched a night attack according to Yang Mingzhi's routine. The soldiers walked slowly with their backs hunched until they were only 400 meters away from the enemy before speeding up.
Unfortunately, when the troops began to accelerate, some soldiers finally couldn't contain their excitement and shouted "Ula".
"Ula! Kill the fascists!"
"For the compatriots who died! For Stalin! Ulla!"
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They shout all kinds of slogans, but Ula is the only one they must shout.
Peronisky was also infected by the strong fighting enthusiasm displayed by the soldiers. He carried a submachine gun and fired wantonly at the bonfire in the distance.
The ensuing battle was a bit chaotic. Soldiers carrying RPGs on their shoulders launched warhead throws, and recoilless gun teams also came to help from a distance. They became the first unit to attack the German army, followed by the barrages of submachine guns and rifle bullets fired by the charging soldiers.
Indeed, many German soldiers were shocked by the sudden attack. They did not react at all and were killed and injured by the sudden explosion, and some were hit by flying bullets.
Only those machine gunners placed outside the camp were lying in the grass, and most of them survived the first round of Soviet attacks unharmed. The awakened German machine gunners immediately began to fight back, but they could not see the enemy clearly in the dark.
The true face of Lushan cannot be judged by the sound of killing, but it can be beaten randomly.
The German machine guns caused casualties to the charging Soviet troops in the first counterattack, but unfortunately it was too late.
The fire of the machine gun made it more difficult for the machine gunner to aim, and the fire also exposed his position, and he was directly attacked by concentrated fire from the attacking Soviet army.