To the west of Dubrovica, Lieutenant Rabin and his men crouched in a cornfield more than a man high, patiently waiting for the battle to begin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In yesterday's battle, Lieutenant Rabin's battalion was scolded by the regiment commander because of its poor performance, which led to the failure of the attack.

As punishment, the second battalion of Lieutenant Rabin's battalion was sent on a roundabout outflanking mission.

After a battle, and intelligence from the scouts, the Germans discovered that the Soviets' defenses in Dubrovica were confined to the town and its edges, and that the surrounding wilderness was still open.

After most of the night's march, Lieutenant Rabin's battalion made a detour to the west of Dubrovica.

Lurking in a large cornfield, Lieutenant Rabin finally waited for the long-awaited dawn, and the mosquitoes that had tormented him all night were also dispersed.

As the hands of the watch drew closer to seven o'clock, Lieutenant Rabin's gaze looked to the north of the town from time to time.

The task of attacking Dubrovica from the north was entrusted to the Polish Governor's Guard, and Lieutenant Rabin was curious how the orthodox German army would attack the town of Dubrovica.

At seven o'clock, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the distance north of Dubrovica Town, mixed with a strange whistling sound.

Lieutenant Rabin saw dozens of thick black plumes of smoke rising from the north of the town of Dubrovica, and these pillars of smoke drew dozens of arcs into the sky.

What's that? Lieutenant Rabin drew a question mark in his mind.

Where the black plume of smoke rose, ten land Stuka rocket launchers launched fifty 280-mm rockets and ten 320-mm incendiary bombs into the sky, then turned their heads and shifted their positions.

Farther behind them, the artillery of the 1st Division of the Honored Jews, smashed numerous 105-mm and 150-mm grenades on the heads of the Soviets.

The sky was accompanied by the whistling of shells and rockets, and on the ground, two companies of E-40 tanks of the Polish Governor's Guard rushed to the front.

A battalion of German infantry in an SDKFZ251 armored vehicle followed, followed by a mixed force of a battalion of honorable Jewish infantry, twelve Dongfeng self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, and ten assault guns No. 3, and pressed towards the town of Dubrovica.

The first wave of artillery shells and rockets fell into the town with a thunderous force, and almost one-fifth of the Soviet army's outlying positions in the north of the town were instantly shrouded in the smoke of the explosion, and the wooden houses of the residents were reduced to splinters, and the flesh and blood of soldiers and civilians flew into the sky together.

In the sky, there was soon a maddening noise of another kind for the Soviet troops, and a mixed group of twenty-four Stuka dive bombers and ME-109 fighters appeared in the sky.

Lieutenant Rabin heard mortar fire behind him, and green smoke appeared on the west side of the town.

The Stuka dive bomber in the sky was like a mosquito that saw blood, pulled up the horn of Jericho, and rushed to the ground in turn.

The blast of a bomb reduced houses to rubble, and the green smoke was replaced by a column of black smoke rising into the sky.

At the deafening explosion, Lieutenant Rabin felt his blood boil, and his brain was more awake than ever, and he knew that it was the result of a lot of adrenaline.

When the shelling and bombardment continued for five minutes, Lieutenant Rabin received the order to attack.

"Let's go." Lieutenant Rabin was the first to burst out of the cornfield and towards the town, more than 500 meters away.

More than 300 figures poured out of the cornfield in an instant, which was all the infantry that Lieutenant Rabin's battalion could take out at this time.

Lieutenant Rabin trotted towards the town, and after running a safe distance of more than 200 meters, he changed to bending down, and finally changed to crawling, until he was about 100 meters away from the town before stopping the charge to avoid shrapnel.

On the north side of the town, the troops of the Polish Governor's Guard endured sporadic mortar shells and slowly pressed towards Dubrovica.

The E-40 tanks, which rushed to the front, held down the advance of the whole army until the time advanced to 7:10.

All the artillery fire was tacitly stopped firing on time, and even Stuka, who was diving in the sky, pulled up the nose of the plane and stopped attacking.

The SDKFZ251 armored vehicle, which was following behind the E-40 tank, suddenly accelerated, passing through the ranks of the E-40 tank, and a sturdy figure jumped out of the rear compartment door.

With a single charge, the German infantry rushed into the outlying positions of the Soviet troops.

Seeing the successful attack of the German infantry in front, a crisp and rapid whistle sounded from the Honorable Jewish units following behind, and all the infantry and the No. 3 assault gun quickened the pace of the charge, followed closely behind the German infantry, and rushed into the town of Dubrovica.

Dividing the town from north to south, the road divides the town into east and west, and the two infantry teams go deep into the town, leaving only tanks and self-propelled anti-aircraft guns outside the town.

At the same time, on the west side of the town, Lieutenant Rabin looked at the sky, and sure enough, he saw that the bombers in the sky were pulled up in turn, and there was no sign of another dive.

The Germans were really punctual, Lieutenant Rabin exclaimed in his heart, and then jumped to his feet, with a gust of wind, and in only about twenty seconds, rushed through the last hundred or so meters.

The assault rifle in hand swept through a trench truncated by a crater, and two dusty, slow-moving Soviet infantrymen lay in a pool of blood.

Almost simultaneously, more infantry jumped into Soviet trenches following Lieutenant Rabin.

After clearing the few remaining Soviet troops in the trenches, Lieutenant Rabin jumped out of the trenches and leaned against a broken wall.

We finally came in, Lieutenant Rabin thought excitedly.

As the machine gunners rushed into the town with their heavy machine guns, Lieutenant Rabin followed his men and began a second offensive.

Street fighting between the ruins and ruins tested the courage of the soldiers, the distance of the battle was shortened to the distance of grenades, and primitive hand-to-hand combat was also staged from time to time.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how many houses have been captured and how many recalcitrant Russians have been killed, but when Lieutenant Rabin turned his attention to a red-roofed wooden house adjacent to the town's road, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw several figures wearing the same military uniform flash on the north side of the road.

With a creaking sound of metal rubbing, a No. 3 assault gun turned around the corner, adjusted its muzzle slightly, and fired two shots in quick succession.

Fragments of masonry flew up in the explosion, and half of the wooden house collapsed in an instant・・・・・・

When the two armies met at the plank house, they nodded to each other and continued to advance to the south of the town.

In the sky, Soviet fighters and bombers, belatedly trapped, caught in the combined strangulation of anti-aircraft fire and German fighters, could only watch the fall of the town of Dubrovica.

When the good news reached Pinsk, General Scheer smiled at Student and said: "It seems that Stalin's will is nothing more than that, as long as we play normally, the Russians are still vulnerable." ”

"Maybe it's because the time is too short, and the Russians here haven't had time to be instilled with Stalin's iron will, or maybe our Mr. Governor is a little too sensitive, and Stalin simply doesn't have the ability to rebuild the Russians' fighting power." Student said.

"Regardless of this, after the capture of Dubrovica, we are halfway through, and the painful wait will continue for another day." Admiral Scheer said.

While Admiral Schell waited in agony, the tank armored vehicles of the Polish Governor's Guard formed a long line in the town of Dubrovica, and the sound of metal grinding as the tracks turned was endless.

In the sky, the battle between the Soviet and German air forces continued.

In the course of a morning, the Polish Governor's Guard was the pioneer, assaulting four villages along the road.

The largest garrison of the four villages was only one company, which was completely incapable of stopping the German advance.

At 11:20 a.m., the Polish Governor's Guard arrived in the town of Sarne, which had been captured by the 101st Special Air Service Battalion.

Without much pleasantries, the convoy of the Polish Governor's Guard passed through the town of Sarne and continued southward.

Towards five o'clock in the afternoon, Lieutenant Rabin and his men walked all the way into the town of Sarne.

Looking at the soldiers of the 101st Special Air Service Regiment deployed in the town of Sarne, Lieutenant Rabin thought suspiciously, these people looked like people from the Air Force, where did they come from? Heavenly?

With a stomach full of doubts, surrounded by dust, Lieutenant Rabin followed the large force and continued to march south.

Looking up at the sky, Lieutenant Rabin saw a convoy of warplanes, more than a dozen of them, flying over his head from the northwest and heading south.

"It's a good feeling to have an air force escort, and if you want to fight with the Arabs in the future, you must have a good relationship with your comrades in the air force." Young Lieutenant Rabin thought silently.

When Lieutenant Rabin was far-sighted in his plans for future war, the group of planes above him had already flown more than 80 kilometers away and appeared in the southernmost part of the Pripyat Everglades.

Following the black smoke in the sky, the group easily found its destination, Alexandria.

In the sky above the town of Alexandria, nearly 100 fighters of all kinds from both sides circled, and the two sides were in a mess, chasing each other.

The German fleet had just arrived on the battlefield, and before they could distinguish between friend and foe, they saw four Soviet fighters rushing towards them with great momentum, and the battle broke out.

On the ground, north of Alexandria, Colonel Beckenbauer, commander of the 1st Regiment of the 7th Parachute Division, looked up at the hot sky, then turned back to his headquarters, in the basement of a dilapidated two-story residential building.

"Tell all the battalion commanders, and forward all the soldiers, hold on for another four hours and it will be dark, our mission will be completed, we must hold our position."

Colonel Beckenbauer's voice was still echoing in the basement, and a violent explosion suddenly entered the basement.

Colonel Beckenbauer frowned and rushed out of the basement, looking worriedly to the east of the town.

After daybreak, the town of Alexandria, where Colonel Beckenbauer was located, was stormed by Soviet troops for a whole day.

Aerial bombs, 122 mm and 152 mm howitzers rained shells on the heads of paratroopers as if they were free.

During the first shelling, the Soviets destroyed most of the houses in the town.

With the danger of the Goren River south of the town and superb combat skills, especially the continuous air support from the sky, the 1st Parachute Regiment successfully held out for a morning.

At noon, a Soviet unit crossed the Goren River farther east and launched an attack on the eastern part of Alexandria.

In the face of the Soviet army's two-sided attack, the pressure on the 1st Parachute Regiment, which lacked heavy weapons, doubled.

What Colonel Beckenbauer didn't know was that the city of Rivny, fifteen kilometers south of Alexandria, was an important supply depot for the Central Front, and most of the Soviet troops fighting in the swamps relied on supplies to maintain their combat effectiveness.

Rivni was also a transportation hub, and most of the Soviet Central Front troops that were retreating eastward had to pass through Rivni to Kiev, when Colonel Beckenbauer's troops suddenly appeared and occupied Alexandria, causing great panic in the retreating Soviet army.

With the personal intervention of Marshal Budyonny, the Central Front immediately transferred a motorized rifle division to join the counteroffensive on Alexandria, accompanied by the strong support of the Soviet Air Force.

Colonel Beckenbauer did not know how much panic he and his subordinates had caused on the Soviet Central Front, only that after this round of shelling was over, the Russians would definitely launch a new round of large-scale offensive.

"In half an hour, the planes of naval aviation must come again, the more the better, otherwise we will have to abandon Alexandria." Colonel Beckenbauer shouted to the adjutant.

The adjutant glanced at the regimental commander worriedly, lest the anxious regimental commander take up arms and personally enter the battle, but had to turn around and run to relay orders to the radio.

No sooner had the adjutant left than a paratrooper turned a house and rushed to Colonel Beckenbauer.

"Colonel, the enemy to the east has broken through our defenses outside the town, and Major Thomas has asked me to ask for reinforcements."

"Reinforcements are coming soon, keep Major Thomas going."

After sending off the heralds, Colonel Beckenbauer picked up his binoculars and looked to the east, and loomed in the open space between the houses, where he saw tanks moving.

Colonel Beckenbauer anxiously sent a herald to convey the order, and when the last company was put into battle, he suddenly saw a large number of figures pouring out of the east of the town.

The troops in the east of the town actually collapsed!

When he saw that it was his own troops who were retreating, Colonel Beckenbauer was furious.

Just as he was about to curse, a large cloud of green smoke suddenly rose from between the houses in the east of the town.

First, two ME-109 fighters swooped down and swept across the battlefield from south to north, and the Soviet infantry in the field charge in the east of the town was immediately swept away.

Eight Stuka dive bombers then launched a dive, dropping bombs on the green smoke rise.

A series of violent explosions almost drowned out all the sounds of the battlefield, and the few remaining houses in the east of the town also flew into the sky in the explosions.

A T-34 tank also took to the skies.

Seeing the disintegrating T-34 tank in the air, Colonel Beckenbauer held a moment of silence for the Soviet tankers of that tank.

The unlucky guy was hit by a 500-kilogram bomb.

When the last Stuka dropped its bombs, the paratroopers who had been withdrawn swarmed up and reoccupied the eastern part of the town, which had been almost razed to the ground.

"Quick, let the reinforcements hurry up, and you must hold on to the last four hours." Colonel Beckenbauer grabbed a herald and yelled. (To be continued.) )