"Order! All battalion commanders on the front line must stick to their own lines of defense. No retreat is allowed without my order!"
"Attention all ministries, you are not allowed to retreat without authorization, and you must supervise the newly recruited militiamen to fight. If the militiamen dare to retreat, they will be shot immediately."
"You guys at the train station, Karl Vons, Sprauss, your two battalions must defend the train station and not allow the Russians to occupy it unless all of them are sacrificed."
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Herzmann sent orders to various ministries, and his orders were accurate down to the battalion level. Thanks to the normal telephone lines in the city, his orders were transmitted very quickly. This technical advantage made him quite gratified, and in the end he rushed
Before the Soviet army attacked, the final order was sent out.
Next, comes the real war. Whether the troops can hold on and succeed depends not only on their own proud courage and tenacious will, but also on the reinforcements.
He quickly reported to the 722nd Division: "The main force of the Soviet army has begun to attack Lechicha. Our army has exchanged fire with the Soviet army. Your reinforcements are coming quickly!"
The commander of the 722nd Division, Florid, was also shocked by this. The so-called cold lips and teeth were cold. The westernmost troops of the 722nd Division had already accommodated the defeated troops of the 707th Division with more than 2,000 people. Obviously, the situation was very serious.
Florid had no choice but to answer: "You can't hold it for even two hours? The troops are already running wild. I am still organizing the troops, especially the rout of your 707th Division. I will do my best to
I can help you."
Hertzman said thank you helplessly. He knew that the 722nd Division was under tremendous pressure and it would be absolutely difficult to get more reinforcements.
Hertzmann's telegram for help had long been sent to the army headquarters, and Commander Wagner was also very nervous. Just looking at the map, the general had a big headache.
A quarter of Mozyr's 734th Division and 700th Division moved south to flank the Soviet base camp. They were still marching nervously and arduously. Part of the troops from these two divisions also began to move toward the 805th Division.
Svetlogorsk, where the division headquarters is located, has even been engaged in fierce fighting with Soviet guerrillas who appeared outside the city.
Svetlogorsk is very close to Babruisk, which is the center of the German garrison in southern Belarus. Once Svetlogorsk falls, the guerrillas will really threaten Babruisk!
It can be said that this was the closest the German Army Group Commander Wagner came to the battlefield. Some soldiers even reported that the three explosions that occurred in the city of Babruisk two days ago without causing any casualties were the actions of guerrillas.
He was surprised by the tenacious fighting spirit of the Soviet guerrillas, and was disgusted by their elusiveness. Everything was like the Soviet-Finnish War in 1940. That war two years ago exposed the stupidity of the Soviet army. Wagner once thought
The Soviet army is a stupid army, but reality is like a slap in the face, one after another.
Nowadays, the German army uses regular troops to fight against the Soviet guerrillas. The regular troops invaded the villages occupied by the guerrillas. As a result, they got a group of mostly empty wooden houses. The villagers either fled in all directions or were taken away by the guerrillas. The German army was tortured
After a while, it was natural to leave the village and go to the empty village. Often during the retreat, the depressed German troops were often ambushed by guerrillas.
Speaking of which, the "Red October Guerrilla Brigade" can engage in this kind of sparrow warfare, rather than the early guerrillas who took the "Guerrilla War Guide" written by Lenin twenty-five years ago as their true scripture. They can end the dull
Tactics, adopting new tactics, and teaching them these is actually Yang Mingzhi!
Many victorious battles fought by the Guerrilla Republic in the past, with the landing of Salynchkin, were all reported to Moscow in great detail through him. Ponomarenko did not hesitate to summarize and refine the tactics of the 284th Guards Division and the 63rd Army.
, and through radio broadcasts, propagandized to various powerful guerrilla groups in the occupied areas.
As a result, there are clearly more than 13,000 German troops in Svetlogorsk, but the offensive momentum of the Soviet guerrillas has not weakened!
The 63rd Army Headquarters headed by Yang Mingzhi did not know much about the actions of friendly forces. So far, the troops in the swamp are still fighting on their own, and there is no possibility of cooperating with guerrilla groups such as the "Red October".
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However, once the troops liberate Lechica and join forces with friendly forces in the north, it will be entirely possible.
The attack starts with the only BT tank.
"Brothers, don't move around here, let's go after the Germans!" After saying that, Chekov closed the top cover. No matter what the infantry's attitude was, the tank's exhaust pipe spewed out a cloud of black smoke and headed towards the German army at high speed.
Run north.
"What a madman." The infantry squad leader couldn't help but shake his head as he held the deformed helmet, "I admire this kind of crazy spirit. Brother, don't die."
After a long battle, the BT tank crew led by Chekov and the three of them finally made a lingering squeaking sound while moving.
"Some parts must be damaged. Please, the suspension mechanism and the engine must hold on!" Chekov knows the BT tank well. Its speed and maneuverability are extremely superior, but the price is faster.
Parts wear and tear.
He thought about what he said to the truck drivers when he was refueling for the last time a few hours ago, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Platoon leader, why are you laughing? Our hasty bicycle advance is really dangerous." The driver said worriedly.
"Yes, maybe this is the last battle for this tank."
"Oh? Are we going to die for the country?" The driver had a different understanding of this. Of course, the soldiers had already taken a dim view of sacrifice or survival. "If we can figure out the German army's deployment before we sacrifice, we can
The information will be passed on to the large forces behind, and any sacrifice will be worth it."
"Bah! Semyon, I didn't say sacrifice. Take out your earwax. The noise we heard in the car was too loud. If a tank is compared to a human being, it would be an eighty-year-old man. This tank
But it was forcibly airdropped last year. In terms of combat, it fought for almost a whole year. It was not completely scrapped or destroyed. It was repaired and still able to run. It is really a miracle."
"So, what are your plans?" the driver asked next.
"Nothing. We can see the city of Lechica through the woods. If the enemy is fortified, we can fight the enemy immediately. Comrades, I just want to say that I am very happy to fight alongside you.
pleasure."
"I'm honored too." The driver and gunner said in unison.
"It's like you said, Semyon. If we have to sacrifice, then send the information before the sacrifice. And if the tank is scrapped and we are still alive, then abandon the vehicle and escape. But you must be clear, for the sake of honor
, cannot be captured by the Germans. You all have pistols, you know."
"Haha, your words are too tragic." The gunner was already trembling a little, but he tried to keep himself calm.
"This is our last battle. No matter what, our tanks may not be able to survive. We still have twenty rounds of 37mm artillery shells and 1,500 rounds of machine guns. We must at least use up all the ammunition! Immediately
We have broken through the woods, comrades, cheer up and prepare to fight!"
This hard-working tank did have problems with its two road wheels. Chekov was most worried about a lever of the suspension mechanism. It had been deformed due to long-term severe bumps, and the noise must have come from this.
Of course, it is a consumable. This old tank has been sealed by the Soviet authorities for a long time. On the frontal battlefield, the Soviet army's main tank was replaced by the T3476. If the BT fast tank has any value, it is currently considered an excellent one.
artillery tractor.
Just when the tank was about to pass through the woods, Chekov suddenly lifted the top of the turret. He leaned out half of his body and put the red flag up again. Since it was a fire reconnaissance, he must let himself
The red flag that became the target of public criticism was too abrupt in the dark green forest environment. This was the effect he hoped for, hoping that the German army would rashly expose all its firepower points.
He closed the top cover and said with a righteous look: "Comrades, start fighting. Drivers, move forward at full speed. Gunners, prepare to fire!"
Leaving the woods full of obstacles, the tank suddenly began to accelerate. Through the periscope, the three people in the city saw the city of Lechica clearly, especially the tallest four-story Municipal Soviet Office Building.
Kokov also noticed that a large Soviet national emblem was originally supposed to be placed on the roof of the office building, but now it is no longer there. The Soviet flag that was originally flying has completely changed to a German one.
"Asshole! These fascists actually raised the flag! Gunner, blow it down!"
"good!"
The gunner skillfully corrected the muzzle elevation, and Chekov turned into a loader and skillfully inserted a 37mm explosive shell. The tank also changed from racing to stopping.
"The distance is about 2100 meters, what a bold move." The gunner said to himself, and then pressed the trigger.
At the same time, the German soldiers defending in the southern section of the city and the puppet troops fighting for the Germans first saw a bombardment suddenly emerging from the woods, and they were startled. Next, they saw a tank.
sudden appearance.
An observer suddenly came down from the top floor of the German headquarters, the office building, and rushed to the office of Herzmann, the commander of the 707th Division, feeling uneasy and nervous.
"Report...report! Russian tanks have appeared."
"What? They still have tanks?" Hertzman was very surprised by this. "Are you sure? Did you see tanks? How many are there? Could it be that they repaired our damaged tanks?"
"There's only one, and..."
Before the observer had finished speaking, Hertzman suddenly heard a dull and special sound, and then the sound turned into a roar.
"Scheisse!" Hertzman was a veteran of World War I. He knew exactly what it would be like to hear the roaring shells.
He almost reflexively got under the table, and as soon as he got in, the explosion happened!
Chekov, two kilometers away, was not satisfied with the shot: "It was not accurate, the fascist flag is still flying."
"Platoon leader? Please check your body. The distance is more than two kilometers. Do you think I can hit a flagpole that is twice as slender as your arm with one shot? If I could, I would become Natasha!"
"Haha! That child, Natasha, is blocking the sneak attack from the southwest. But your shot was not bad. After all, it hit the roof." With that, Chekov stuffed another bullet into it.
Barrel: "Keep firing, and the flagpole will be knocked down."
The damage caused by the 37mm artillery shell to concrete buildings is really weak. Of course, the violent vibration caused by the explosion is still very shocking.
It can be said that this is the closest Herzman has been to the battlefield since he entered the Soviet Union. He squatted under the table, and his mind could not help but think of the tragedy of his former division commander, and he could not help but mutter: "These damn Russians, are they going to do it once?"
Take this city!"
A large amount of wall coverings fell off the ceiling, and Herzmann's desk was instantly covered with a layer of dust. The glass of the window was also shattered, and a large number of glass shards splashed around Hertzmann. Some fragments even scratched the German soldiers.
Some staff members in the headquarters.
Just when Herzmann thought the bombardment should end, a new bombardment began again.
The BT tank fired four more rounds. When the smoke from the artillery fire dispersed, Chekov could clearly see that the flag had collapsed in the smoke.
"Well done, let's keep advancing!"
The Soviet tanks were approaching with their heads high, and the red flag was fluttering in the wind. Although there was only one vehicle, because there were woods behind it, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be a large number of Soviet soldiers hidden there?
The so-called "militia troops" that were suddenly recruited by the German army a few hours ago now have to fight the Soviet army to protect their own lives, because behind them is the German army's supervising team!
In that dimension, the German army forced German civilians to form a People's Stormtrooper. Because there was almost no military training, and the weapons and equipment were extremely poor, this kind of unit would either collapse at the first touch, or take the initiative to surrender to the Soviet army and become an active leader.
elements.
So in Lechica in July 1942, units similar to the "People's Stormtroopers" had been established in advance. Now, these "militiamen" had to rely on their Mauser rifles and fight with only more bullets than they could count on their fingers.
The eight-millimeter rifle bullets hitting the BT tank would at best leave some scratches and sparks. But from the perspective of the people inside the vehicle, it was terrible to be hit in the face by a large number of bullets, and the loud noise was really terrible.
"Platoon commander? Do the fascists only have this strength? Can they only rely on bullets to stop us?"
"They are either stupid or they do it deliberately! Driver, wander around the enemy's defense line, be careful of anti-aircraft guns! Gunner, you continue to fire with the machine gun. I turn on the radio now and report to the main force!"
Chekov had gathered a lot of intelligence so far, and there was more to come as the tanks deliberately circled in front of the enemy lines to draw more firepower.
The car radio, which had been turned off for a long time, was turned on. It is a high-end walkie-talkie that can communicate with each other very clearly within a range of at least five kilometers.
"Report to the main force! I am a tank, I am a tank, I got the answer!"
"I'm Tank, got the answer!"
Lavrenti, who was leading the large army on foot, was delighted to hear Chekov's voice, which was very noisy and made him very cautious.
"I am a large force. How is the situation on the front line? Have you reached the target?!"
"I have arrived and am fighting the enemy! Major troops, please allow me to make a report."
"Stop talking nonsense! Report quickly!" The nervous Lavrenti said harsh words. He was once very worried that the German army had strong defense construction against Lechica. However, judging from Chekov's current firepower reconnaissance, the German army's firepower
It's incredibly weak. Could it be because of the disastrous failure of the German army's Operation RUHE? The German army no longer has elite troops to defend the city.
Lavrenti couldn't help but feel that he had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to liberate Lechica.
"Haha, am I going to be the hero who liberated Lechica? In this way, of course I will become a hero of the Soviet Union!" Lavrenti thought so of course. The war destroyed Belarus and decimated the population, and he also faced sudden sacrifices.
The danger. Therefore, fighting for honor is his most realistic reason for fighting. The second best reason is the human killing instinct written in genes.