More than a dozen soldiers from the Belarusian battalion were asked to go for reconnaissance. The light at this time was already very dim, the forest gradually fell into darkness, and the flames on the battlefield illuminated a large number of corpses. This feeling of fear all occupied their hearts. 23US
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At this moment, the German army is also waiting for the reconnaissance results of the Eastern Battalion. Now Speer and Drach have ordered the troops to stop the pursuit. After all, chasing in the dark is simply unbelievable.
Although the dozen or so people were trembling, they still had to move forward. They nervously grasped the barrel of the gun with their nervous hands, and the bullets were already pressed into the chamber. They stepped on the corpses of their comrades and reached the Soviet position one by one.
But, there is nothing here!
"It seems they have all left!" A soldier threw his gun to the ground as if he was relieved of his burden, and then sat down on the ground.
Their hearts were in their throats at first, but they finally calmed down, and soon the German army also learned about the results of the investigation.
Until this moment, Speer had no choice but to believe that the enemy he was fighting was probably the group of people who had escaped. Since the people of the Eastern Battalion had already stepped on the Soviet position, Speer summoned Della
He went to find out.
The two officers finally "captured" this place, but there was no glory in it at all.
"This is simply a shame. There are two thousand of us, but we can't defeat their position defended by just one person?" Speer asked sadly and angrily.
Drach thought he was asking himself, so he defended: "Maybe the enemy had already withdrawn, and these people stayed to attract firepower. We did have flaws in our tactics, but it is undeniable that the enemy's combat effectiveness is very strong. At least.
Judging from the machine gun firepower, their firepower density is quite high."
"Even higher than us!" Speer stamped his feet, "If we also had superior equipment, if I had more general-purpose machine guns and more mortars, we might have won long ago."
Drach didn't want to complain. He took the initiative and said: "The enemy's main force has already escaped, and their rearguard has just escaped. What should we do now? The people from the 7th Division are probably coming. By then..."
"Let the division commander make the decision! He also planned to use artillery to blast the enemy and their positions into the sky. Now the situation has completely changed." Speer sighed and completed the communication with the division headquarters.
At this moment, Hertzmann, who was anxiously waiting for news about the rendezvous between the frontline troops and the 7th Division, was pleasantly surprised to find that the telegraph operator had received their plain language communication.
When Herzmann put on the headset and held the microphone with joy, what he heard were Speer's melancholy words.
"What?! You actually increased the Soviet position, and a group of people escaped! Now you tell me, the enemy guarding the position may only be two companies in size?!"
Herzmann asked many questions about the strength of the Soviet troops. Although Speer was unable to determine the precise number of enemy troops, he estimated that there were at most two companies.
It seems that today Hertzman is too angry about the poor performance of the troops, and is even thinking about the possibility of being dismissed. Maybe he will be held accountable and retired, but he is still the division commander, and his honor as a soldier must be restored.
It stands to reason that when he learned that his two thousand army had been held back for more than four years by the enemy, which probably only had two hundred people, he actually escaped unscathed. First of all, he was not angry, but he couldn't believe it.
Speer continued to ask: "Division Commander! What should we do now? Friendly forces will be here soon!"
After waking up, Hertzman finally roared again. In addition to insulting his subordinates, he also made a firm decision: "Aren't you bringing hounds with you? Dog noses are much sharper than yours. Let the hounds search."
Enemy. We must annihilate the enemy! Those Soviets cannot be supermen. You stay where you are now and I will chase you tomorrow!"
After hearing this order, Speer, who ended the communication, couldn't help but cursed secretly: "This idiot Hertzmann, as a division commander, you don't care about the lives of the soldiers now?! Do you know how dangerous it is to go deep into the forest?"
It's a pity that the order is dead, and he and Drach can only accept their fate.
Originally, the chief of staff of the division was also trying to persuade Hertzman, but this man was furious and thoughts of revenge were occupying his brain. No one could persuade him at the moment.
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Speer ordered the troops to rest and recuperate urgently. Most of the soldiers began to clean the battlefield and lit fires for lighting.
Under the blazing fire, the large bodies of corpses were even more shocking. The German troops of the 707th Division and the Dongfang Battalion quickly waited for their friendly forces. The reinforcements of the 7th Division discovered the fire in the forest and quickly moved towards it.
When these people saw piles of corpses piled up like straw, wouldn't anyone be shocked?
The officers and soldiers of the 7th Division recalled what happened two months ago. When they were cleaning up the battlefield where Wolfe's regiment was wiped out, they also faced this tragedy.
"Damn! Why do I feel that the air is filled with the smell of death? These Russians really deserve to be killed!" Commander Safire sighed from the bottom of his heart.
He directly found the current commander of the 707th Division. In front of the reinforcements, Speer was so ashamed that he could not raise his head.
Safire would not speak ill of his comrades, "Okay, you should cheer up. You have fought with these Russians many times. You and I both know what kind of troops they are."
"But we still let you see our tragedy."
"So what if I saw it? Now don't be depressed. We are here to help you fight. What now? The enemy is still surrounded by you?"
"No! They have already run away! You are a step too late!"
Safire was shocked. He was ordered to help the friendly forces complete the siege of the Soviet army on this trip, and now he actually got such information about the battle situation.
Even more comically, Speer pointed to his large group of sleepy soldiers holding guns and wrapped in blankets, leaning against a big tree, then stamped his feet and pointed to the ground, asking: "Friend, do you know where this is?"
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"Where is this?"
"This is the position of the Soviet army! They have broken through, and our army can't stop hundreds of people from escaping. Their wounded are also admirable. They all fought to the end, and when they found out that they had no chance of survival, they drank bullets.
Commit suicide..."
These words were taught by Hertzman to Speer, as if the 707th Division did not block the enemy's escape route, thus covering up the four battalions of troops and being beaten by two companies, which may have even fewer Soviet troops.
A tragic tragedy.
Safir believed it to be true. The 7th Division to which he belonged was full of veterans, and the tragedy of two months ago was still in his mind.
But the situation of the battle finally changed. Safire quickly stopped the friendly troops' remarks and said, "Wait a moment. We were ordered to help you reinforce the encirclement. Since the enemy has fled, I must report the battle situation and follow our division commander's next step."