Two Hundred and Sixteen Preparations and Fights

Early in the morning, an infantry patrol squad of the southern border guards of the Wehrmacht made a mind-boggling discovery when they noticed that Soviet troops across the river were preparing to attack. 【First Release】

Yes, they found out... In fact, it is impossible for this kind of careful attack plan to be easily discovered by the other party in advance, but it just happened, these patrolling German infantry discovered the Soviet attack intention, because these The preparation is as stark as the filming.

The Soviet troops on the opposite side are distributing ammunition and medicine in a mess, setting up their own cannons in the shade of some trees. Of course, more soldiers are cooking rice in a pot - this should be the case for the Germans. What the Soviets had done in secret the night before was done without hesitation in the morning.

"Call the army headquarters and report what we found here!" A division commander immediately ordered after receiving the report: "Let the nearby No. 3 assault gun enter the defensive position. Inform the Air Force to conduct aerial reconnaissance."

"Consult with the headquarters of the group army and let the armored troops support us! The reconnaissance team confirmed that the opponent is gathering tanks. I'm afraid that the assault guns and anti-tank guns will not be able to stop the opponent." The staff also added.

The frontier defense division commander patted the table angrily: "Are the Soviets crazy? Attacking at this time? They're not practicing? Isn't it good to drink afternoon tea? Are you crazy? Bastards!"

Even cursing could not change the fact. Seeing that the smell of gunpowder from the Soviet troops on the opposite side was getting stronger and stronger, the German troops were too embarrassed to perfunctory any more. However, compared to the noisy Soviets, the Germans seemed much more orderly.

The Germans quickly moved into the first line of defense, deploying machine guns in concealed positions, anti-tank artillery in the bushes, and fortifying Polish fortifications near several nearby bridges. In the V-shaped blast-proof trenches dug and set up, German soldiers with rifles were everywhere.

These soldiers' helmets are covered with gauze-like mesh textiles. These are new helmet outer linings that have been shipped from China in recent days. They are used to arrange camouflage on the helmets and prevent the helmets from reflecting. It seems to be very effective. Now these German soldiers only "exposed" one head, and combined with the branches and weeds outside the helmet, they have been integrated with the surrounding fields.

A sniper found his ideal sniper spot under a big tree on the high ground not far away. His assistant was leaning against the tree and using binoculars to observe the open areas on both sides from time to time. Beside the assistant, a box of rifle-caliber bullets was piled up.

The sniper spread out the anemometer, and after looking at it carefully, he began to carefully adjust the scope on the sniper rifle. His face was painted with black paint, and his body Wearing a camouflage suit with strips of cloth,

It looks like a pile of wasteland leaning on a big tree.

Once again, he slowly adjusted his muzzle, and said softly: "I pray to you, God, please take the suffering away from me. You send the great head of state to us, and let us be invincible. Forever...I help you save the world and send their lives back into your arms - if your arms include hell too! Amen!"

"Can't you change some new words?" His assistant leaning against the big tree pouted and complained.

I ignored the noisy assistant, his movements were so familiar, as if he had been rehearsed countless times in advance. The old sniper continued to mutter those words that he seemed to never change in his life, and looked across the river through the scope.

Behind the sniper, about five kilometers away, on a fairly flat hillside, dozens of German soldiers are using jacks and other tools to fix several Friedrich rocket launchers, which are rocket launchers directly under the army level. The troops, because of their good mobility and fierce firepower, are regarded as the first choice for artillery mobile support weapons.

"Has the shooting angle been selected?" An officer asked the adjutant who was reporting to him while standing on the hillside.

The lieutenant saluted and replied, "Sir! All preparations have been made. A few days before the Soviets arrived, we had already surveyed and mapped the nearby military map, accurate to the meter."

While talking, the ten rocket launchers over there have begun to adjust the angle of the launch orbits behind them. The machines rubbed and made a harsh sound, but this is a symphony of civilization and technology. Although it is sharp, it is very beautiful. ——At least for my own people, it is very pleasant.

A few dozen kilometers back from this artillery position, on a huge lawn, the propellers of two fw-190d fighter jets whose noses were painted bright yellow were spinning rapidly. There are drop tanks, which appear to be going for a complex mission. On the other hand, there are more planes.

"Eagle 1 is ready! It can take off!" In the cabin, a German pilot with an oxygen mask called the ground control tower: "I was ordered to go to areas where fighting may occur, expel Soviet aircraft and bomb valuable ground targets."

"Eagle 2 is ready! The mission is the same as the lead plane. Done." His wingman also said through the intercom.

The tower's voice came through the earphones: "This mission must not fly over the temporary border first. Before the other party opens fire, please exercise restraint, understand?"

"Eagle 1 understands!" "Eagle 2 obeys!" Two clear answers came over. After these two replies, there were many more replies: "Eagle 3 understands!" "Eagle 4 is ready!" "Eagle 15 obeys."

"Approve you to take off!" the commander on the tower side ordered loudly. On the runway not far away, twenty fighter jets took off one after another, forming a huge flight formation over the airport.

"Squadron Captain! Are the Soviets crazy?" a pilot joked with a smile on the intercom: "I can't beat Poland, so do you want to make up for us today?"

"Shut up! Don't despise any enemy!" A heavy voice came from the leader's intercom: "Be careful! I don't want to lose any planes here! Long live the Fuhrer! Fly into the clouds!"

"Yes! Long live the Führer!" All the pilots on the plane replied.

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"Comrades! Stand at attention! Please comrade political commissar to lecture!" A regiment leader stood at attention, giving way to a political worker.

"The motherland needs you! Comrades! The wicked Germans are ahead! They have driven out our comrades and slaughtered our best friends! Now is the time to pay the debt of blood! We will use our own hands for our Comrade revenge!" The commissar shouted loudly: "Everyone received enough food this morning, right? So! The attack begins!"

"Fire!" At the artillery position, an officer waved a small flag, and the Soviet 152mm howitzer fired with a "boom". A Soviet Red Army division commander who was standing in the command post glanced at the political commissar beside him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of poking a hornet's nest.

A 152mm howitzer hit the center of the town where the German troops were stationed, a two-story wooden building was destroyed by the shell, leaving a huge crater on the ground, and then the explosion sounded continuously, as if the Soviets The shells were aimed at this town.

In the German front-line command post, about a few hundred meters away from the town, a staff officer walked up to a major general with a telegram: "General! The General Command of the National Defense Forces called, and the head of state ordered: counterattack!"

The major general put down the binoculars in his hand and ordered the walkie-talkie operator on the side: "Long live the head of state! The whole army is fighting back! Hit me hard."

Only a few minutes before the first shell was fired, flowers bloomed on the position where the Soviets started, and the Frederick rockets covered the Soviet infantry who were still moving slowly on the flat ground in an instant.

It is as if a fertile field full of rice has turned into a desolate lunar surface in an instant. The attack power of the Friedrich rocket launcher against unprepared infantry has been proved once again. This time, the salvo destroyed the Soviets. The artillery positions also killed half of the infantry.

However, the nightmare of the Soviets is far from over. Following the Friedrich rocket launcher, it is the attack of the German 150mm heavy artillery and 75mm field howitzer. Because these artillery pieces have complete coordinates and hidden German observation posts to provide information, the artillery shells are as accurate as eyes. The Soviet troops, who had just gathered in terror, were covered by these artillery fires, and once again experienced the power of the German accurate artillery fire.

However, under the "force" of the political commissars and the war supervisors, these terrified Soviet Red Army still bravely started to cross the river. Because the rainy season came late, the river was still relatively shallow, and most of the Soviet troops began to wade towards the river with their guns in hand. Proceed to the other side.

"Is this 'suicide'?" An experienced German machine gunner pulled the bolt, and then pulled the trigger mercilessly. The unique sound of the German machine gun sounded like sawing wood and tearing cloth, but What brought the Soviet troops in the river was not beautiful music, but painful death.

There is no more efficient way to kill, as simple as shooting a target. The Soviet soldiers moved slowly in the river, tripping over the underwater stones from time to time. The machine guns were like machines for harvesting wheat. They swept the wet Soviet Red Army into the water, and soon the river was dyed red. ’, thousands of Soviet soldiers floated on the water without a sound.

On the high ground, the old sniper "touched" his pocket again, only to find that his magazines had been emptied, and there were more than a dozen empty magazines of g43 sniper rifles scattered around him. He couldn't remember how many shots he fired just now, but he was conservative and found that he had killed at least dozens of enemy soldiers.

The Soviet offensive had retreated, and the angry political commissars roared loudly. Looking at the corpses scattered all over the mountains, they still did not believe the fact that the enemy was too powerful, and still felt that the hateful Ukrainian bastards did not use their last ounce of strength.

"Bring up the kv-1 tank and the t-26! Let these Germans see! What is an armored force!" Looking at the red river, the political commissar next to the division commander ordered viciously.

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