Chapter 512: Race against time
In the blue sky south of Sabo Roger Town, four black dots are rapidly approaching the sky above Sabo Roger Town.
In less than three minutes, four black dots revealed their true faces, four Il-2 attack aircraft.
Under the wary gaze of SS officers and townspeople in the town, four Il-2s whizzed over the town.
Seeing that the four planes were just passing by, the commander of the guard company, Captain Majer, breathed a sigh of relief, but still summoned two heralds.
"Go, inform the air defense forces that all anti-aircraft artillery is in combat readiness at the first level, and the battle has begun."
As the heralds ran among the anti-aircraft gun positions around the town, the headquarters of the cavalry division in the church, Major General Figleyin, and Lieutenant Colonel Gale, the chief of staff, stared at the map and frowned.
Pinching the telegram he had just received in his hand, Figlein snorted coldly and said, "That group of planes last night threw a group of paratroopers behind us, and these paratroopers have cut off our retreat to the north. ”
Lieutenant Colonel Gale said worriedly: "The territory of our three cavalry regiments has all been attacked, and the enemy is from the south, and we can conclude that this attack is a large-scale attack carefully planned by the Russians. ”
Figlein glanced at Lieutenant Colonel Gale.
"My dear Chief of Staff, why is your face so ugly? In this sparsely populated swampy area, we endure mosquito bites and bad roads, just to find the Russian army and then destroy them? They are coming to the door now, and we should be happy. ”
"But now we are being flanked from both sides, and the enemy is far outnumbered by us," said Lieutenant Colonel Gale・・・・・・.
"This is exactly what I want, I have had enough of the task of slaughtering those guerrillas every day. His Excellency the Governor has said that there is no point in defeating those enemies whose combat strength is only five, and that only by defeating enemies who are stronger than us can we show our value and receive medals. ”
"Let's first find out how big the enemy's attack is and how many troops there are."
"Don't worry, our division is under the command of the Polish governor-general, and the governor will not let us be flanked by the enemy. Since he sent a telegram asking us to delay as long as possible, it means that reinforcements are on the way. At this critical time, we cannot afford to let the Governor and national leaders down. ”
Lieutenant Colonel Gale heard Feglein mention Chen Dao and Himmler, nodded immediately, and was about to speak, but suddenly looked up at the church door.
Figlein also jerked back and made the same move.
"Bang bang bang bang・・・・・・" Heavy cannon fire was heard outside the church.
As battle-hardened veterans, the two of them instantly judged that the cannon was coming from around the town of Sabo Roger.
"The anti-aircraft guns ・・・・・・ Russian planes・・・・・・ "said Lieutenant Colonel Gale.
As soon as Lieutenant Colonel Gale finished speaking, he heard a deafening explosion outside.
"Boom ・・・・・・"
With the sound of the explosion, Lieutenant Colonel Figlein and Gale felt the church and the floor shake at the same time, the chandelier on the roof swayed from side to side like a pendulum, and fine dust fell from the roof and drifted onto the military map.
Feglein turned around and left, and Lieutenant Colonel Gale shouted to the staff officer with tacit understanding: "Let's transfer, go to the basement." ”
The staff officers quickly put away the map on the table and rushed into the basement after the two Feglein.
It was the four Il-2 attack planes that flew through the sky that attacked the town of Sabo Roj.
Four Il-2 attack aircraft flew over the town of Sabo Loj, circled down, and rushed towards the town of Sabo Roger at a height close to the birch treetops.
The two Il-2 attack planes in the lead erupted eight flames from their bellies.
Sixteen 82-millimeter rockets, trailing a striking white trail, swept two flamestorms across the roads in the town of Sabo Roj.
With the rumbling explosion, the truck parked on the side of the road was blown to pieces, the gasoline was ignited, and the body was ablaze.
The bodies of the horses and soldiers were torn apart by flames and shrapnel, and the flesh and blood splattered onto the roads and buildings, and the town was instantly stained with a thick layer of blood.
"Alexey, there are a lot of Germans next to that church, and they leave it to you to deal with."
In the cabin of the Il-2 attack aircraft led by the pilot, the pilot shouted into the radio.
The two Il-2 attack planes that followed behind turned around and flew towards the church, heading straight for the town's most striking building.
The two Il-2 attack aircraft dropped 250 kg of bombs.
A bomb landed in front of the main entrance of the church, flying in the sand and rocks, and a huge crater appeared in front of the church.
Another 250-kilogram bomb hit the wall to the left of the church.
The church was surrounded by firelight and smoke, and shattered masonry and wood flew everywhere and rained down on the surrounding buildings.
When the smoke cleared, almost two-thirds of the church was destroyed, the roof and most of the walls were gone, and it was transformed from a solemn religious site into an open-air building.
After throwing bombs and rockets, the four Il-2 attack planes dived incessantly, firing rounds of strafing from their aerial guns.
About ten minutes later, one Il-2 attack aircraft dragged black smoke into the dense forest on the east side of the town of Saboroger, while the other three turned around and fled south, one of them dragging a long black smoke from its tail.
Before the black smoke left by the enemy planes in the air cleared, Captain Majel had already rushed to the church first.
After five or six minutes, the rubble and rubble piled up at the entrance to the basement were cleared.
Feglein walked out of the basement, took off his military cap, patted the dust off it, and buckled it back to his head.
"Immediately send a telegram to the rear, we need the cover of fighters and bombers. Tell the Governor, well, send a telegram to the Himmler leaders as well, and that I can kill as many Russians as there are from the south, as long as I can protect the top of my head, but quickly. ”
Feglein's telegram was quickly sent to Army Group Center Headquarters, and then to the Wolf's Lair.
Almost at the same time, another telegram was delivered to Berlin and placed on the desk of the national leader of the SS, Himmler.
After listening to the contents of the telegram, Chen Dao misled Hitler, Halder and others in a serious manner: "You see, the Russians really just came to harass our logistics line. Figlein, the commander of a cavalry division, dared to say that as long as he was given adequate air protection, he would destroy as many enemies as he came. The telegram itself speaks for itself. ”
Chen Dao's words aroused the approval of Hitler, Halder and others.
"No normal person would stuff a large force into the Pripyat swamp, and the Russians are at least normal in this regard, but in order to ensure the safety of Army Group Center's logistics line, it is hoped that the air force and the troops of the Polish Governor's Office will destroy the Russian paratroopers who are in the way as soon as possible," said Halder. ”
Goering confidently said: "Rest assured, General Spudent is already on his way to Belarus, and under his command, our paratroopers will be able to take out the Russian paratroopers in two days at most." ”
As soon as he came out of the operational headquarters, Major Lorenz met Chen Dao and Goering.
"Leader Himmler just called and asked what was going on with the Eighth Cavalry Division."
"Himmler? His call was so timely that I almost forgot that he still had troops in his hands, and I called him back immediately. Chen Dao said to Goering with a smile.
Twenty minutes later, in the Alps in the southern German province of Orient (Austria), at the headquarters of the Waffen-SS 7th "Prince Eugen" Mountain Division, the division commander, Lieutenant General Arthur Philip, put down his phone and excitedly shouted to the officers around him: "I order all troops to stop the exercises and withdraw from the mountains." The Eighth Division is in some trouble and needs us to save them. ”
Another half hour later, in the city of Pinsk in southern Belarus, in the newly formed operational command of Spudent.
The chief of the Luftwaffe Airborne Forces, Admiral Spudent, received telegram after telegram.
"The honorary Jewish units of the Polish Governor's Palace have boarded the trains in Warsaw and Krakow, and the strength is one army, and we need to arrange the garrison and jurisdiction of these troops in advance."
"The 101 Special Air Service Regiment has assembled at the airport and requested to give an accurate airborne location."
"The fleet of the 22nd Airborne Division has been lifted into the air, and the 7th Parachute Division has also completed its assembly and is preparing to board the aircraft."
"The train of the Polish Governor's Guard will arrive in Minsk at ten o'clock this evening, and then turn to the city of Pinsk, where it is expected to arrive at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning."
"We have just received a telegram from the Wolf's Lair that the Waffen-SS 7th 'Prince Eugen' Mountain Division will join the operation, and Marshal Goering has asked us to divide their garrisons in advance."
Beads of sweat like beans on Studentt's forehead kept running, and his face was full of "bewildered" looks.
So many troops are really here just to exterminate the Russian paratroopers?
Before Spudent could figure out what kind of battle he was fighting, another telegram was delivered to him.
"General Garland, commander of the 1st Air Division of the Naval Aviation, asked us what airfields were used for the transfer of the 1st Air Division?" (To be continued.) )