Eight Hundred and Twenty Five God Bless

The retreat of the German paratroopers and the remaining two tanks was not very smooth. It was not that the crazy offensive of the Soviet troops hindered their retreat, but that they did not need to retreat at all. Truck after truck of German grenadiers joined the battle. The Soviet offensive began to collapse. The German army began to expand the defensive circle of the bridgehead in a planned way. At the farthest point, some Panther tanks had advanced to 40 kilometers from the railway bridge. .

Ren sat on Marcus's tank and returned to the river bank where he set off. There, a huge crater was filled with river water. This crater was very close to the railway bridge. It was the shell fired by the Soviet cannon. out of the big pit.

The explosive shell destroyed half of the bridge, and the railway on the bridge was completely scrapped. Fortunately, the bridge was not completely broken, and German tanks and trucks passed through the remaining half of the bridge in an orderly manner. , appeared on the other side of the river.

The German troops who had defeated the Soviet troops and fought all the way to compete for the bridge arrived in time. With 4 Tiger tanks as the vanguard, they cut through the besieged troops of the Soviet Union and firmly controlled this crucial railway bridge. A steady stream of German troops passed the bridge and began to advance towards the Soviet Caucasus Fortress, while the Soviet frontline troops had already collapsed under high pressure.

"It seems that we are still lucky." Ren looked at the bridge deck that had collapsed in half, and the remaining half was fixed by German engineers with many iron plates and other equipment. He looked at Alice standing beside him. Said: "I'm sorry, I took you to rush up to take risks."

"It's okay! Adventure is commonplace for us, isn't it? I'm your electromechanical engineer. Without me, you might have to adjust the switches of those radios yourself." Alice watched the grenadiers singing military songs Driving across the bridge in a car, said softly

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The trucks of these grenadiers dragged a 75mm field gun behind them, and most of them held G43 semi-automatic rifles and Mauser 98k bolt-action rifles in their arms. The weapons production of the German army has never met the needs of the expansion of front-line troops, so most of the army still uses conventional weapons that are not very advanced.

Since Rennes' troops could reach the bridge that night, the troops in Guderian's hands could complete the division and encirclement of the Soviet troops in the morning of the next day, and send the follow-up troops to the vicinity of the railway bridge to complete this. A grand battle.

With a lot of luck, the Soviet artillery did not completely destroy the bridge in the end, allowing the main force of the German army to cross the river at a faster speed. With this bridge as a point of leverage in the upper reaches of the river, the German engineers were moving as fast as possible. speed to erect a floating bridge.

Once the pontoon bridge is completed, the German army will be able to cross the river at a faster speed,

A step further towards Stalingrad in the distance. Guderian's plan of "grabbing some time to speed up the siege of Stalingrad" seems to have been initially completed.

On the bridge, trucks drove past one after another. After the logistics troops of the 1st Armored Division of the National Defense Forces drove across the bridge, the troops following behind made Rennes feel a little unusual. The unit wore black SS uniforms, except that their cuffs had an Artwork strip bearing the evocative word "Reich".

"Which unit is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Ren looked aside and asked a soldier directing traffic who had just been replaced.

While wiping the sweat from his forehead, the soldier threw two traffic sign boards at his feet, turned on the water bottle and drank water, and replied to Ren: "Don't talk about you, probably the entire g The group army only learned of this news in the last few days."

He pointed to the trucks of SS soldiers flooding across the bridge over there, and said to Renn: "The commander of the SS, General Heydrich, felt that his troops were more loyal than our Wehrmacht, so he ordered Form a new batch of more loyal SS units, which are different from yours incorporated into the Wehrmacht, no longer use numerical designations, but each division uses a special name."

After he drank the water, he tightened the lid of the kettle with his hands: "See, this division is the 'Imperial' division. General Reinhard Heydrich personally selected and trained soldiers. I heard that even the height The standard, it is said to be a standard for the future SS armed forces, I think it is nothing to do."

"In fact, they not only have such a division, but also a 'head of state' division and a 'skeleton' division... They were established together. I heard that a division has more than 20,000 people, and it is organized according to the most elite troops." The traffic seemed to be directed by a Marcus-like guy, and the gossip sounded right.

"It seems that they have never been on the battlefield. Apart from their good morale, they don't even have good weapons." Ryan looked at the tall SS soldiers sitting on the trucks and armored vehicles. About 90% of them are carrying Mauser 98k rifles that the army does not want, and the military uniforms are even black SS uniforms that are not suitable for front-line operations.

"Isn't it?" The soldier nodded, and while sorting out the special metal nameplate of the traffic officer and the railway soldier hanging on his chest, he echoed: "I heard that the generals didn't take these recruits. If they take it seriously, they will naturally not provide any good weapons and equipment, and there are not many high-level SS soldiers who have been to the front line, so they are easy to fool. They only care about being loyal to the Führer, who cares about the life and death of the people below?"

Renn didn't speak. He was also an SS soldier. Except for him, in fact, when the SS army attacked Poland, it was no different from these newly formed troops. Most of them had never fought before, so it was not a problem. The characters are farmers who have never seen the world. But now, including the newly established dozen or so SS troops, these veteran SS troops have almost become the main force in the hands of the Wehrmacht, fighting bravely, tenaciously and experienced.

Everyone needs to grow up, no one is born a cold warrior, but sometimes this kind of growth is too cruel. I have experienced the death of my companions on the battlefield, howling hysterically while holding a helmet, and escaping from the hail of bullets. Smash the enemy's head like a watermelon... Veterans actually walk this way, there is no shortcut to choose, this is a Shura road leading to the abyss of hell

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"Hehe, the empire, the skeleton, the head of state? This sounds much more majestic than our 3rd SS Armored Division." Ren turned and walked down the gentle slope at the bridge, and said with a smile to Alice beside him.

"I don't care about this. I only know that our tank is destroyed. It looks like we can have a long and comfortable vacation." Alice stretched her lazily, and said in a tone similar to moaning: " I'm going to get a good night's sleep, it's not easy at the front."

"Ren! Captain Renn! Who is Captain Renn?" A signal soldier held the document bag behind his waist with one hand and shouted along the river bank.

Renn glanced at Alice with a wry smile, and greeted her helplessly: "I am Renn, Captain Renn Hart. May I ask what you can do for me?"

"Captain Wren! The battalion headquarters of the 502nd Battalion has moved to the other side of the river. In order to commend you for your outstanding performance in this battle, your company will be arranged to receive personal condolences from General Guderian. I am here to inform you , By the way, what do you need to prepare in advance and need help from the army headquarters."

"It's such a coincidence that you came here. They just lost their tanks. You don't want General Guderian to see a group of beggars without tanks when he inspects his armored troops?" Behind the signal soldier, Marcus rubbed his chin sarcastically.

"I'm just a signal soldier, I can't make the decision. I can only report these problems to my boss and let him write them in the report." The young signal soldier was obviously frightened by Marcus who was full of extortion. , replied with some hesitation.

Ren glanced at Alice beside him, then pointed to Marcus and said to the signal soldier: "I need to rest, you should talk to him, at least in this matter, he can represent me. "

Alice pursed her lips and put her hands behind her back. She suppressed a smile and walked down the river embankment with Ren. After bypassing the bomb crater full of river water, she walked to the temporary station of the 1st company. There are only 8 tanks left, each of which is scarred and scarred, like an ancient and solemn sculpture.

"This battle with the special forces as the vanguard is a battle to buy time." Guderian looked at the arrows on the map that marked the rapid advance of his troops, and said to his deputy: "The ones that were taken out The time is for the assault in the direction of Stalingrad and the occupation of the Caucasus oil fields."

"The bridge has not been destroyed, which has increased our forward speed by more than a little bit. This is really God's blessing." Guderian was full of words of praise: "My original plan was to use the fastest speed to build the pontoon bridge and repair it. This broken railway bridge, but I didn’t expect the frontline combat troops to actually keep the bridge.”

"Your Excellency, the bridge has been destroyed in half. For safety, only a single row of vehicles and tanks can pass through at a time. Strictly speaking, we did not completely defend the bridge." The chief of staff reminded Guderian behind him.

Guderian nodded, but the expression of excitement on his face was still palpable: "This is the best multi-arms coordinated operation in human history! The multi-armed coordinated operation mentioned by the head of state is indeed a very great battlefield. Revolution! Only God can complete such an exquisite coordination!"