Chapter 1494 Waking up in the Middle of the Night

The Wehrmacht infantry, lacking heavy weapons and only having some individual light weapons, could not do anything to this convoy. The well-prepared SS even installed bulletproof steel plates in the truck compartments, which were thin but just enough to withstand rifle and pistol bullets. It is not an exaggeration to say that these trucks that are still moving forward at high speed are mobile infantry positions.

If you want to bite these iron turtles, you can't even use anti-tank guns. For infantry, at least you need something like Panzerfaust or small-caliber machine guns to do it.

Unfortunately, this incomplete Wehrmacht infantry division has suffered heavy casualties and losses in the fierce battles with the Soviet army in recent days. All kinds of light and heavy technical equipment have been basically lost, and the limited number of divisional anti-aircraft guns have been abandoned on the roadside because they slow down the marching speed.

As for the anti-tank gun that wanted to fire just now but was killed by the SS on the spot, considering that the Russians' pursuers must be mainly high-mobility tank troops, the anti-tank gun will definitely come in handy.

Moreover, the 75mm anti-tank gun itself is not too heavy and is much easier to carry than the clumsy PAK 43 88mm anti-tank gun. It is not a problem to let the limited trucks to tow a gun and carry the wounded.

The Wehrmacht infantry, who lacked heavy weapons and had almost zero on hand, could not even get close to the front. There was no shelter in the open wilderness of the garrison, and there was no cover for transfer and marching.

As long as the Wehrmacht infantry dared to try to move forward a little, the rain of bullets would immediately kill them.

Some of the machine gun teams that had just come to support had also thought about using a barrage of bullets to blow up the trucks, but as soon as the machine guns were set up and fired less than half a belt of ammunition, the enemies, who were unknown how experienced, would immediately respond with a fierce counterattack, with several machine guns suppressing them in the opposite direction, or directly sweeping them with machine guns.

The Wehrmacht machine gun teams, who were already lacking cover and lying down to shoot, were extremely miserable. If they were lucky, they could at least leave their bodies intact, but if they were unlucky, they would be torn to pieces by the barrage of machine guns along with their guns.

It is very rare for the defenders to be suppressed by the surprise attackers after they react, but the current real situation is like this, no difference at all.

Scott, who was relieved that the battle was going better than he expected, was already able to see the material storage area not far away through the car window at this moment.

Several Wehrmacht soldiers, who were running around like frightened mice, were preparing to set up their guns to intercept, but the most powerful among them was only an MG42 general-purpose machine gun that had been targeted by the SS convoy.

With this level of defensive force, Scott even dared to say that it would be no more difficult to destroy them than to crush an ant.

The SS convoy, which had carried enough ammunition before departure, was now madly outputting firepower regardless of the consumption of ammunition. When the ammunition they carried with them was used up, they bent down to reload in the trucks and half-track vehicles on the spot. Boxes of bullets and grenades were placed at their feet and within reach.

Fighting with such fierce and brutal destructive firepower, it was natural to suppress the Wehrmacht troops who only had shabby light weapons in their hands. The dawn of victory was already beckoning to Scott and his SS troops at this moment. After getting the oil and retreating quickly, his mission on this trip would be a success.

Unexpected situations always happen at the same time when you are not aware of it.

Just when Scott was leading his men to kill the last remaining defenders of the Wehrmacht, at the garrison of the Stalinist First Guards Tank Division, which was only three kilometers away, Malashenko suddenly heard the sudden gunfire and explosion in the quiet night, and was startled out of bed.

"What's going on!? Report the situation! Where is the exchange of fire!?"

Malashenko, who had just finished his work and slept on the camp bed with his clothes on for less than ten minutes, was pulled out of bed by the sudden burst of exchange of fire in the dark night.

Malashenko, who was wearing clothes and buttoning up, rushed to the hall of the division tent and immediately asked questions. He saw that the division headquarters was already ringing with telegraph machines, and various emergency calls were confirming the latest situation.

"Hello, I'm from the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division! No, our division did not launch an attack, the time of the general attack has not changed yet, the sound of the exchange of fire was not from our division, and our troops did not take action."

"Hello? Guards Infantry 17th Division? We heard the sound of an exchange of fire, what? You don't know? It wasn't initiated by your division? OK, I got it, I'll contact you again."

"No, I repeat! The attack was not initiated by our division, and our troops are still on standby."

A large group of people in the division headquarters were busy like a wound-up machine, with all kinds of conversations and phone rings ringing non-stop, just like the customer service headquarters of China Mobile. Political Commissar Petrov, who was commanding and giving orders in front of the telegraph, saw that Malashenko had come over, and then turned around and took the initiative to walk forward, speaking as he walked.

"It's not clear yet. The sound of the exchange of fire just happened a while ago. We received calls from several other friendly divisions. They were also confused and didn't know what was going on. They thought the attack was advanced and that our division was the first to launch the attack. They came to ask us about the specific situation and whether we needed cooperation."

"But we did not receive such an order from our superiors at all, and the troops did not move. The sound of the exchange of fire came from the front of our division's defense area, but judging from the distance and direction of the sound, it was very abnormal! It sounded like it was coming from From the depths of the German station, it can be confirmed that no Red Army unit has established a salient at such a forward point, something is wrong! "

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Malashenko, who was still a little sleepy just now, now has his eyes wide open and no sleep at all. What Comrade Political Commissar said made Comrade Ma have three question marks on his head. If emoticons could be posted during the Great Patriotic War, Malashenko now specifies that he wants to send a black question mark emoticon to express his feelings. Who knows what the hell is going on!

"Could it be that those German guys were having internal strife? They couldn't agree on whether to surrender or continue fighting, so they just started fighting with each other?"

Malashenko, who even found it a bit unbelievable to himself, thought this and said it directly to the political commissar in front of him. Although he thought this hypothesis was crazy, the political commissar who really couldn't deny it just shook his head. Shake his head.

"I don't know. I have never encountered a situation like today. I have already ordered to contact the front army headquarters. I believe that Comrade Commander will give us an order soon."