Chapter 928: Night Attack (3)

There were only fifteen minutes left before the time of the attack, and Yang Mingzhi personally grabbed the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Rychev, Bondanov, you are ready for battle!" Everything went according to plan! Wait for my offensive orders! ”

The other party's response is very simple, a plain word "Да". After the order was delivered, the three battalions began their final preparations.

Two paratrooper battalions, each of which carried six mortars, and now twelve M37-mm mortars of the 82-mm type began to assume artillery positions. Two battalions of artillery were organized, and this artillery fire could easily cover an area with a radius of two kilometers! In fact, the wooden boxes carried by the donkeys contained shells for many of these mortars.

This weapon is very powerful, considering that it is mainly used to attack buildings, and the ammunition is mainly high-explosive incendiary bombs. A 4.5 kilogram piece is enough to weigh a Mosin Nagant!

The gunners in the paratroopers are professional old fritters, and they assume a good position in only five minutes!

There was no longer any need for concealment, and they lined up twelve mortars in a polygonal line in an open field outside the woods, and the ammunition boxes were placed next to them. With four boxes per cannon and four guns in one box, this powerful firepower can completely cover the entire Leopovka! Not to mention the even more devastating rocket artillery with a caliber of up to 107 mm!

Before the offensive, it was quite reasonable for the Soviets to carry out a wave of fire coverage, weakening the enemy. This time, in order to avoid wounding prisoners of war, the area of artillery bombardment was strictly limited, unless there was an additional order in battle.

The battle was about to break out, and all the warriors were already kneeling in the hidden forest. Even semi-automatic rifles are stabbed, and submachine guns are ready to "spray wildly".

All the battalion commanders and Yang Mingzhi themselves checked the watch, he stared at the watch in his left hand, held the walkie-talkie tightly in his right hand, and waited very rigorously for the minute and second hands to be aligned at 12 at the same time.

Finally! Time's up.

"Attention comrades! Let's get started! ”

The battle has officially begun! The fighters, having received the exact order, left their hideouts, without artillery fire preparation and cover, and even more so without shaking the forest of Ulla. For the sake of secrecy, everyone lowered their bodies as much as possible and walked briskly.

When they were about 500 meters away from the target, all personnel lay down.

Yang Mingzhi lay on the ground, holding up his glasses to observe for a while. He knew that Balzen would be able to rush to the enemy's "killing factory" in just over a minute with a single charge, and that the paratrooper battalion would be able to tear apart the wire fence of the prisoner of war camp.

Now he first ordered the artillery in the rear: "All mortar positions, high-explosive shells, four rapid fire!" ”

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of disobedience in the quiet night, and the heavy 82-mm mortar came out of its disembowel and smashed towards the center of Leopovka in an extremely high parabola!

The main target of the mortar strike is none other than its warehouses. Because everyone knows that if there is ammo there, inflicting a Martyrdom can destroy a large number of enemies in an instant! Although it may also hurt the prisoners of war, there is no way to do it. It is very difficult to save everyone and ensure minimal damage to your own troops.

The tragic explosion occurred more than twenty seconds after the projectile was launched, giving the enemy a big gift of 48 high-explosive shells! With each shell with a charge of nearly two kilograms of TNT, the shock wave tore through the roof of the warehouse and the glass of all the surrounding buildings, and the air wave swept across Leopovka.

Five wooden towers, already structurally stressed, were shaken by shock waves and air waves, and four of the five actually fell, and the only searchlight was extinguished because the generator was blown to pieces in the explosion!

There were three warehouses where some of the flour was scavenged by the Germans from villages under their control, and the 734th Division planned to directly support the front line with these "results", but unfortunately the warehouses here were in a sea of fire.

The flour didn't explode after all, and they began to burn along with the sacks, and a strange smell of burnt paste quickly wafted through the air.

The explosion woke everyone in Leopovka, the prisoner of war camp had actually been transported here four days earlier, the Germans had killed some of the wounded, and the rest were in good shape. Half a month ago, they were all Red Army soldiers, and they had been trying to escape after being captured for various reasons. Therefore, everyone wants to believe that this anomalous attack provides them with an excellent opportunity to escape.

Yang Mingzhi couldn't have imagined that the prisoners of war would actually start to riot! Some of the barracks were slackened by the shock wave, and some of the originally sturdy and locked doors were actually broken by themselves, so that the prisoners of war in the barracks came out of the barracks, and even if they were very hungry, this opportunity to escape would be given up by fools.

Unarmed, they met with the panicked German defenders and puppet police, and a shootout broke out immediately, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The POWs had no time to fight the enemy, and they rushed towards the walls of the POW camp in an attempt to flee by tearing the wires. Dozens of people began to break the wire with their bare hands, but unfortunately, how to break it with only manpower?

Just as they were using their strength to feed, an amazing scene happened in front of them.

A large crowd emerged from the ground like moles, and they shouted for Ulla, causing all those who were to flee for their lives to cry. Under the strong light of the fire, they could see clearly the people who were coming, dressed in the earthy green uniforms of Red Army soldiers, and brown bears rushing towards the barbed wire.

Perhaps it was because of the misunderstanding caused by the sight of a human figure, and suddenly they were hit by bullets, and many people were shot and killed.

The one who came to his senses lay on the ground, waved his hands, and shouted as best he could: "Don't hit us!" Comrades of the Red Army! We are allies! ”

Who can hear this cry when the sound of artillery and gunfire is chaotic?

Rychev's battalion quickly rushed to the barbed wire fence and the fighters were surprised to see the guys with the same Slavic faces.

"Who are you? Was it the one who was captured by the Germans? ”

"Yes! We all are! Thank God, comrade partisans, you actually came to our rescue! ”

The prisoner of war who spoke was crying, but came here to answer more simply.

"We are paratroopers! Not partisans! We're ordered to get you all out and destroy this place completely! Now, a dozen of you are not allowed to escape, and you are leading us to release all the brethren. After that, everyone went to the forest over there and hid! ”

The paratroopers spoke a lengthy paragraph, and whether the prisoners understood it or not, the barbed wire fence was quickly cut by the vise.

Dozens of gaps appeared in an instant, and some of them were simply blown up by grenades.

Everything was like Balzen's reconnaissance, and the defenders here were very few in number, except for two dissatisfied infantry companies, a group of pseudo-railway policemen with worrisome combat effectiveness. It was a rabble of Ukrainians, Belarusians, and Poles, who served the Germans mainly by feats, and who were poorly trained to wipe out all the more poorly equipped partisans who were always under-medical.

The German defenders were completely dumbfounded by such a fierce attack, and they initially crushed the fleeing prisoners of war and prepared to fight the enemy.

Unfortunately, when the battle really began, they found that with only the Mauser and French rifles in their hands, a few old MG13s, they were no match for the enemy at all.

The attackers were armed with anti-tank rocket-boosted grenades that only elite troops on the front line were equipped with, and no matter how incredible they were, the missiles were harvesting the lives of the defenders.

The Germans found that the enemy was outbeat, and under the leadership of their company commanders, a group of people wearing only underwear and underwear and holding a gun in their hands instinctively broke through in the direction of Mozyri. It's a pity that it's in vain!

They were going to pass through the burning warehouses and the surrounding area, and the people under the scorching were very desperate, and even more desperate, the enemy shelling began again!

The 82-mm mortar blocked the fleeing enemy in this direction, and more than a dozen people were completely blown to pieces, and even two shots landed at very tricky points, and the railroad tracks were blown off!