Chapter 1522 The Night Attack of the Guerrilla Brigade
Wagner's military conference did not come up with any good methods. He could only order the 734th Division to firmly defend Mozyr, and the 722nd Division to firmly defend Lechica. It can be said that the core of German rule in the south is along the railway.
Several cities, Lechitsa, were lost. If other cities were also occupied by the Soviet army, the consequences would be disastrous.
He also gave an order to the Koch Group of the Air Force, that is, after dawn, the Air Force continued to carry out the bombing of Lechica until all types of aerial bombs in its inventory were dropped.
Overall, Wagner's tactics are in one word - defense.
However, he finally decided to execute the suspected guerrillas captured tonight on the 20th, which made many staff members angry.
There are also many Germans who are absolutely resistant to the slaughter of civilians.
A staff officer bravely stood up and challenged his general superior!
"General! You can't execute those civilians. Maybe there are guerrillas among them, and we need to interrogate and identify them. However, you insist on shooting without distinction between men and women. Not only is it useless to suppress bandits, it will only force more civilians to become guerrillas.
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"Bah! What do you know!" The furious Wagner slapped the table, "In special times, we don't have time to interrogate. Kill these people to deter potential guerrillas. Don't they cherish their compatriots? Kill a group of people, that's it.
Tell them that if they continue to do evil, more civilians will die."
The staff officer had nothing to say about this, because he understood that although he had good reasons, his boss could not be convinced at all.
The staff officer did this without saying a word. From this incident, he had clearly felt that the Third Reich would collapse within a few years. And General Wagner must pay the due price for ordering the massacre of civilians.
The meeting also made some progress that seemed to be beneficial to the German army. After Wagner weighed it again and again, he personally wrote a document and submitted it to the communications department of the army group.
At 10:30 in the evening, Sean and Krieger's troops, who had hastily established a circular defense line, finally received the order from the group army.
"After dawn tomorrow, your entire army will move north, arrive at Mozyr to rest and recuperate, and participate in the city's defense."
The order was very brief. After receiving the order, the two regiments let out a long sigh of relief.
The commander actually did not condemn their defeat. There must have been some debate within the headquarters, or maybe the commander himself simply did not have time to condemn their defeat.
The relieved Krieger lit a cigarette and said to his comrades: "Now, our situation is really precarious. I found that our soldiers have eaten a lot of food, and most of the soldiers have enough food left to last for two days."
"There will be no problem in crossing Mozyri within two days, but if it drags on to the third day, we will have to retreat without food."
Sean had a helpless and must-accept attitude towards the retreat. He took a sip of his cigarette and silently looked to the east.
"Many of my brothers died here. They were killed by the Russians. As the regiment leader, I must lead the surviving brothers to retreat. Although this is to carry out the orders of my superiors, but I..."
"Let's think of something better. Our action was originally a mistake. Think about our experience these days. Just marching in the mud almost wore away the spirit of the soldiers. Coupled with the loss of logistical supplies, the coordination
With the disappearance of the fighting police regiment, our failure may also be inevitable."
"You...you are so thoughtful."
"Otherwise, what else can we do?" Krieger shook his head helplessly, "The guerrillas have occupied Lechica, and we are still trying to penetrate into their hinterland for a sneak attack. The Russian commander should be named Belekov
, there is information that shows that this man played a major role in the defeat of our 7th Armored Division at the beginning of the war. There are also rumors that that man is not a Russian. To be honest, I really want to meet that man and see what he is doing.
What kind of person is he?"
Sean shook his head with a sullen face: "Given our current situation, it's best not to see him."
"Why?"
"Why else? If you raise your hands and surrender, you can see that Berekov."
"You are right." Realizing that he was embarrassed, Krieger threw away his cigarette and looked around. "Most of the soldiers fell asleep again. They should have been alert. In case the Russians launched a night attack, we still have to
Got into trouble."
"They still dare to attack at night? I think our army's defense still has advantages."
The source of Sean's confidence comes from armored vehicles and assault guns.
Currently, there are a total of twenty armored vehicles of these two types. They have become the backbone of the circular defense line. Their huge bodies give the officers and soldiers strong confidence.
Krieger thought for a while, maybe he was unfounded.
After all, the Soviet army would suffer many casualties in a day's battle. Similarly, the mud was also an obstacle to them.
However, these two German officers never imagined that the missing police group that they had ignored was now snooping around.
The German army camped on a relatively open and dry flat land, and Fyodorov, commander of the 21st Partisan Brigade, was very familiar with this place.
Early in the morning, he still existed as an ally of the German army. Now, he threw away his military cap and took off all the Nazi-related emblems on his clothes. All the soldiers under his command also followed suit. All the soldiers had their arms covered with emblems.
They were tied with a strip of red linen, but at night, everyone wore no hats, proving that they were comrades in the guerrilla brigade.
In the grass, an officer carrying an MP38 quietly said to the orderer: "You inform the battalion commanders not to misfire, and the soldiers are not allowed to talk at will. When you arrive at the ambush, you are not allowed to take a nap under any circumstances.
Stay still and lie down."
It was Fyodorov himself who gave the order. He attached great importance to this battle, which was the so-called declaration of surrender.
In any case, he has the fact that he is a traitor. If he wants to be recognized by the guerrilla republic, he must perfectly complete the night attack order of his new boss Berekov.
However, Fyodorov did not have any good ideas on how to conduct a night attack, and Yang Mingzhi did not give him much advice.
How to conduct a night attack? Probably under the cover of darkness, let the soldiers with bayonets shout "Ula" and charge.
This is how Fyodorov understood and implemented it. He kept an eye on his watch. Since the troops had already arrived at their respective ambush sites, it only took two o'clock for the attack to begin.
Most of the soldiers of the 21st Guerrilla Brigade entered the ambush site, and only about a hundred people were at the rear, guarding the carriages and the large amount of luggage hidden in the woods.
The combat troops were completely lightly armed. They only carried weapons and ammunition, and imagined that a night attack would complete the complete annihilation of the German army.
Perhaps, if Fyodorov was a cunning and cunning person, he could have ordered his troops to openly meet with the German army, and with the German army's complete trust, first kill or control the German officers, and then disarm the ordinary soldiers. Even if it was
If a fight really breaks out, the German command center will be eliminated first, and the battle will become easier.
However, Fyodorov did not think so at all. He even concluded that the German army already knew the fact that he had defected to the Soviet army. Based on this suspicion, Fyodorov's tactics became a simple night raid.
Looking at his watch, it's finally time to attack.
"Guards! Flare! Fire!"
He gave an order, and two green flares soared into the air.
Some German sentries who were vigilantly observing the night saw two green light spots rising from the woods not far away. They almost stared at them with their eyes wide open. They just stared blankly, and even rubbed their eyes to make sure they were Extremely true.
Suddenly, deafening roars came from all directions.
It can be said that it was the rumors among the German army that the guerrillas would make sneak attacks at night, which made all the officers and soldiers almost sleep with their guns in their hands. The bullets were all pressed into the barrel of the gun, and only the safety was closed.
The roar of Ula was an obvious sign of the Soviet attack. The sleeping German officers and soldiers were instantly awakened, and they entered combat mode one after another without the urging of junior officers.
Where is the enemy? I don’t know! In short, wherever there is a roar, there is an enemy.
At the same time, the soldiers of the 21st Guerrilla Brigade, with a strength of 2,000, held up their Mauser rifles with bayonets and charged frantically.
The German counterattack firepower began, but the darkness made it difficult for the German machine guns to gain an absolute advantage. Besides, their ammunition was consumed so much that many officers and soldiers were actually using heavy machine gun ammunition unloaded from half-track armored vehicles. Although this type of Bullets cause maddening wear and tear on the rifle's rifling. In a critical moment, having bullets is better than nothing.
Either the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla brigade recharged their energy and rushed forward quickly, or they were working hard to make achievements, or there were loopholes in the German defense.
After all, more than a hundred soldiers successfully rushed to the German front.
In the dark night, it was difficult for both sides to aim, and the guerrilla brigade was already ready to fight with bayonets. After these people rushed to the German position, they immediately started a fierce hand-to-hand combat.
The sober German soldiers would never have imagined that their enemy was actually wearing the black uniform of the Eastern Volunteers. Some of the symbols on the clothes had been removed, and his left arm was tied with a red hemp rope. The light of artillery fire and bonfires illuminated After entering the battlefield, the bayonet battle started bloody against the background of flames.
However, the soldiers of the guerrilla brigade who rushed in were too few. After a fierce battle, they were forced back by the swarming German troops. More than fifty brothers were lost, and the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla brigade were forced to withdraw in a bayonet battle.
But the war situation has developed in a direction that is not conducive to the guerrilla brigade.
Fyodorov was watching the battle from a distance, and he saw a horrific scene with his naked eyes.
A series of big explosions suddenly occurred on the battlefield, as if his own troops were bombarded by enemy field artillery. Looking carefully, he saw the clues clearly - the German assault guns were showing off their power.
"Damn it! How could I forget that the Germans still have this!" He was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
The soldiers are equipped with some German M24 grenades. It is absolutely impossible to use them to blow up assault guns.
The German counterattack firepower was by no means the crazy bombing of assault guns, and their machine guns fired wildly. It was really shocking that the Germans still had a large amount of ammunition reserves.
"What the hell, the German army still has reservations? Most of their reserve ammunition is here with me. Could it be that during the daytime battle, the German army deliberately conserved its strength?"
Obviously, the attacking troops suffered heavy losses. If they continued to attack, they might lose more than half of their troops if the guerrilla brigade had just revolted.
Fyodorov never believed that his men could fight well. When serving the German army, the troops encountered harassment from guerrillas. Most of the time, he chose to be conservative. As long as he could use bullets to persuade the guerrillas to retreat, everything would be fine.
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Tonight's battle was truly the most terrifying battle the army had ever experienced. He didn't know how many people he had lost, maybe three hundred or four hundred.
He seriously lacks heavy weapons for attacking fortresses, and the daytime in the summer in Belarus comes very early. It is almost dawn, even at dawn. As long as the sky turns dark blue, the German machine gunners can accurately aim. At that time, it is purely their own
nightmare.
The troops cannot be completely wiped out, let alone suffer serious losses!
The battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and Fyodorov gave the order to retreat.
The soldiers of the 21st Guerrilla Brigade fought and fled. They did not want to fight anymore. After retreating to the starting position, they received further retreat orders from the brigade commander. Those who were alive and able to move fled to the baggage assembly point in accordance with the order.
Disappeared into the vast night.
The battlefield gradually became quiet, with only a large number of wildfires still burning.
The German officers and soldiers were covered in sweat, and their hearts were beating wildly.
At this point, neither Sean nor Krieger was sleepy at all, and they almost had a heart attack.
Standing on the defensive line, holding a pistol, Krieger did not feel the joy of victory at all, but was completely at a loss.
"It's crazy! Crazy! These guerrillas are like ghosts! Can't they just play their cards according to common sense?"
After a while, Sean hurried over and found his comrade who was lying on the ground.
He knelt down nervously and said loudly: "I'm looking for the missing police group."
"What?!" Upon hearing this, Krieger cheered up. "Where is it?"
"Come with me."
Sean pointed at several corpses. Under the reflection of the battlefield flames, the clothes of the corpses revealed their identities.
Glick was so shocked that he had goosebumps all over his body. Even if the coat of arms was taken off, he could see that the body was wearing the uniform of the police regiment. Look at those boots, they are the standard military boots of the German army. The military uniforms are also different from the German army. They are pure
black.
"My...my God! We were actually attacked by the police."
"No! No! I think they betrayed us." Sean seemed to understand everything, but Krieger would never accept this.
"Impossible, how could they rebel without any warning? We have also placed people in their ranks, and these people are loyal to us. They have also tried their best in the past suppression of bandits."
"But, tonight they attacked our army at night, just when our army was in trouble, they attacked our army at night! Your Excellency, we trusted them and asked them to take care of almost all our logistics supplies. Damn it, we were deceived by them.
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Krieger felt really uncomfortable. Now, the disappearance of the police group really had a perfect explanation - they had defected to the guerrillas, or in other words, they were the guerrillas.
Krieger sat on the ground dejectedly: "What a coward! Extremely cowardly! We have been betrayed. After this battle, not only do we have enough food to last for two days, but we are also running out of ammunition. If we don't retreat, we will be finished."
Sean was shocked: "Should we withdraw now?"
"If we don't retreat, why don't we stay here and wait to die? The mutinous police group attacked me once, who can guarantee that the main force of the guerrillas will not attack me again? We only have this little force and this little ammunition, even if we fight with the guerrillas with bayonets, we can't
We have the upper hand. Now listen to my command, we must retreat now. Anyway, daybreak is coming, this is a place of trouble and trouble, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, let's leave quickly!"