Captain Piper stood on the armored carport and witnessed the entire process of the reconnaissance company's armored convoy successfully crossing the bridge.

A few seconds later, a dazzling ball of white light swayed into the sky, and Captain Piper was even more excited.

In the use of various tactical colors of the German army, green represents the enemy here, while white represents us here.

White flares flew into the sky, which meant that the reconnaissance company had successfully stormed the enemy-occupied town of Vislova, and according to the plan, he was going to send the last reserves.

Captain Piper did not hesitate to give the order to send two infantry companies as reserves into battle.

Not only the two infantry companies, but also the No. 3 assault guns and infantry attacking the village saw the flares and chased the footsteps of the Soviet rout to the bridge.

On the other side of the bridge, the 20-mm machine guns on the SDKFZ222 armored vehicles kept firing, scattering death on the Soviet troops blocking the road, and the MG250 machine guns on the 42 light armored vehicles never stopped firing, and the torrential rain of bullets and shells pressed the Soviet soldiers on the opposite side to raise their heads. Armored vehicles took the opportunity to slow down.

With a "bang", the rear hatch of the armored car was wide open, and the scouts in the compartment jumped out of the compartment one by one, the semi-automatic rifles and assault rifles in their hands opened fire violently, and the bullets were woven into a net of fire, and any Soviet soldier shrouded in the net of fire was beaten to the ground.

The surviving Soviet soldiers could only hide in buildings and trenches, not daring to show their traces at all.

Taking advantage of the wonderful opportunity of the Soviet soldiers being suppressed, four scouts ran to the bridgehead, found the fuse of the explosives on the bridge, and cut it with bayonets without mercy.

At this time, a No. 3 assault gun happened to be the first to rush across the bridge, and a captain carried an STG42 assault rifle in his hand. Jumping off the No. 3 assault gun, he strode towards the town of Vislova.

This captain was none other than Captain Nietzsche, Chen Dao's aide-de-camp, and he followed in the footsteps of scouts and armored vehicles to rush into the interior of the town of Vitroy and clear the town of Soviet troops.

The fighting in the town was going well, and the aerial bombs of the Stuka dive bombers had already terrified the Soviet troops in the town. The divine soldiers of the armored convoy fell from heaven and caught them off guard.

On the way to charge, Captain Nietzsche's every shot was able to knock down several Soviet soldiers, grenades flew out, and even set off a bloody storm in the buildings where the Soviet troops were entrenched, leaving blood and dead bodies everywhere he passed.

Seeing two Soviet soldiers turn a house and burrow into an alley, Captain Nietzsche followed with all his might.

Taped to the wall at the corner of the house, Captain Nietzsche cautiously glanced into the alley. Then he retracted his head with lightning speed.

There was a crisp burst of gunfire, and a string of bullets hit the wall where Captain Nietzsche had just probed, splattering countless pieces of brick and leaving a row of honeycomb bullet holes in the wall.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Captain Nietzsche had an extra smoking M24 grenade in his hand, and after silently counting two counts, he raised his hand and threw the grenade. Amid the wails of Soviet soldiers, an explosion was heard in the alley.

Captain Nietzsche jumped out of the hidden corner and rushed into the alley. I saw a Soviet soldier lying on his back on the ground and rolling, his face covered in blood. Behind him is behind a trash can. The surviving Soviet soldiers, hiding behind the recesses in the walls not far from the front, raised their hands and aimed their Bobosha submachine guns at him.

Captain Nietzsche's scalp tightened, all his hair stood on end, and he raised his hand to aim at the Soviet soldier with lightning speed, and then pulled the trigger.

There was a "click", and the Soviet soldiers opened fire first. Unexpectedly, the submachine gun in his hand made the sound of a firing pin hitting the air, and the Soviet soldier was immediately stunned on the spot, stupidly watching Captain Nietzsche point at his muzzle.

Captain Nietzsche hesitated for a moment, then pulled the trigger, but heard the same "ding" sound.

Captain Nietzsche was also stunned by this sudden turn of events. At this moment, he suddenly felt his legs tighten, and a pair of strong arms hugged his legs.

It was the wounded man who had been wounded by a grenade, and at some point he crawled behind Captain Nietzsche, hugged Captain Nietzsche's legs, and shouted something to another Soviet soldier.

Captain Nietzsche struggled with his legs, but was held by the wounded Soviet soldiers and could not move.

Captain Nietzsche was held by his companion's legs, and another Soviet soldier scrambled to pull the bolt of his gun, trying to clean up the jammed bullet casing, but to no avail.

Hearing the shouts of his companions "kill him", he gritted his teeth and threw away the submachine gun in his hand, pulled out the bayonet stuck in his waist, and rushed towards Captain Nietzsche with a hideous face.

The bayonet glistened coldly in the sun, almost sparkling in the eyes of Captain Nietzsche.

Staring at the Soviet soldiers who rushed towards him, Captain Nietzsche touched his waist with his right hand, and instantly had an extra bayonet in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the bayonet turned into a throwing knife and was plunged into the neck of the Soviet soldier.

The Soviet soldier fell to the ground with a "poof", the bayonet in his hand also flew out, his mouth made a few beast-like "ho-ho" sounds, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes lost the luster of life.

Pulling out the sapper shovel pinned to his waist, Captain Nietzsche waved his arm, and the sharp blade of the sapper shovel slashed into the neck of the Soviet soldier holding his legs, and the hot and bright red arterial blood spurted out more than a meter away, staining the ground and Captain Nietzsche's military uniform.

Nearly slashing the neck of the Soviet soldier, Captain Nietzsche felt the arms on his legs relax.

After wiping the blood stains from the sapper shovels on the uniforms of the Soviet corpses, Captain Nietzsche walked out of the alley while changing the magazine of the assault rifle in his hand.

Captain Nietzsche had just walked out of the alley when he ran into two Waffen-SS soldiers passing by the alley.

The two young SS soldiers looked Captain Nietzsche up and down, stunned by the half-stained blood stains on Captain Nietzsche's uniform.

"Captain, are you wounded?" A soldier asked.

"No, it's all Russian blood." Captain Nietzsche said lightly.

Captain Piper's motorized infantry battalion and assault gun company stormed the town of Visvaro and occupied the town in a devastating manner, killing and wounding the Soviet troops in the town, and the surviving Soviet troops either surrendered or fled in disarray, and less than an hour and a half after the battle began, the town of Vislova and the control of the bridge outside the town fell into the hands of the Germans.

About fifteen minutes later, south of the city of Jozino. Admiral Wittsheim was in his command, staring at the telegram in his hand in a daze.

The telegram came from Dietrich, the commander of the Motorized Rifle Division of the Guard Banner.

The content of the telegram was simple: a reconnaissance detachment of the Guard Flag Division, while reconnoitring the enemy, happened to find that the bridge near the town of Visvalo was loosely defended, and took it with ease.

In order to prevent the enemy from counterattacking, but also to have enough troops to expand the results of the battle. The bridge-grabbing forces were in dire need of reinforcements, and Dietrich asked for a sortie.

Admiral Wietsheim was both excited and confused.

I was excited that I broke through the defense line of the Berezina River so easily, and I wondered how the reconnaissance detachment of the Guard Flag Division ran to the theater of operations of the 3rd Panzer Army? I was lucky enough to find a hole in the enemy's front.

Doubts to doubts, Admiral Wittsheim immediately ordered the whole Guards Flag Division to attack, to ensure the integrity of the bridge in the town of Vislova, and to make a detour to outflank the Soviet troops in the city of Borisov.

After Dietrich received the telegram, "Adolf. Hitler's Guard Banner "Motorized Rifle Division marched out and slaughtered the town of Vislova.

With less than half an hour to go in the town of Vislova, the situation in the town has been completely reversed.

Countless shells flew into the town of Veslova. The town was on fire, and the fate of the Soviets fell on Captain Piper and his men.

On the west bank of the Berezina River, Chen Dao saw the houses in the town of Veslova crumbling and collapsing one after another, and the sky over the town was filled with gunsmoke and dust, as well as the sound of shells whistling.

It's so dangerous, fortunately I left to cross the bridge one step later, otherwise I would definitely enter the coverage of Soviet artillery.

Chen Dao kept looking at the town of Wislova, worried about the soldiers of the Piper battle group who had just crossed the bridge. And the old subordinate Captain Nietzsche.

They had just captured the town and had no time to build fortifications. There will definitely be heavy casualties here.

Chen Daozheng was worried, and suddenly noticed a change in a detail.

The point of landing of the shells seems to be moving, getting closer and closer to the bridge.

Not an illusion, Major Lorenz also perceived a change in the point of landing of the shells.

"Your Excellency, the enemy's artillery fire is getting closer and closer to the bridge, we had better get out of here."

Chen Dao is like a stream. Raising his hand and knocking on the hatch of the cockpit of the armored car, Grigory reversed and returned to the village.

I don't know if it was five or six minutes later, the first shell of the Soviet army finally fell on the bridge, Chen Dao saw a huge cloud of smoke and dust exploding from the bridge deck, and the solid bridge body was also shaking violently.

Soon. The second and third shells fell on the bridge one after another, and although the bridge was strong, it could not withstand the devastation of the shells, and the part between the second and third piers was the first to collapse, and the fragmented bridge fell into the raging Berezina River, and the tall white water column splashed into the air.

The sweat on Chen Dao's forehead couldn't stop flowing, and his lips were tightly pursed.

The hard-won bridge was blown up, and the Piper battle group on the opposite bank was left alone, and if the enemy took advantage of this time to launch a counterattack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

When Chen Daozheng was thinking about the response plan, he suddenly saw that the overwhelming shelling of the bridge by the Soviet army stopped.

The enemy's reaction is really fast enough, I don't know where their artillery observation posts are hiding? The technology is professional enough.

Chen Dao's admiration had just stopped, and the familiar whistling sound was heard in his ears again, the Soviet artillery bombardment began again, and the town of Veslova was once again in flames.

"Your Excellency, the enemy has launched a counterattack." Major Lorenz shouted pointing across the river.

The west bank of the Berezina River is slightly higher than the east bank, and the view is relatively wide, and Chen Dao's telescope can see a convoy of trucks rushing north along the road on the east bank of the river towards the town of Vislova, followed by a trotting infantry column.

Chen Dao took off the big-brimmed hat on his head and threw it into the carriage, and quickly shouted to Major Lorenz: "Quickly let the artillery observation post behind come to the riverbank, and immediately send a report to General Dietrich, and let the marching column give way to the artillery first." The bridge was blown up, and no amount of infantry was of any use. ”

Chen Dao was anxious, and in the town of Visloa, Captain Piper was even more anxious, but he could only hide in a bomb crater east of the town to avoid the shelling.

The Soviet artillery counterattack came quickly and fiercely, completely beyond his expectations.

While checking the density of artillery fire and judging the direction in which the Soviet artillery was hiding, Captain Piper thought about the battle plan.

It is clear that the enemy's artillery bombardment is a prelude to the counteroffensive, and their own troops are now suppressed by enemy artillery fire, unable to move at all, and if the enemy launches a counterattack at this time, they simply will not have time to build fortifications.

Fearing anything, with a keen battlefield instinct, Captain Piper quickly sensed that a Soviet unit was coming from the east of town.

A scout braved deadly artillery fire, stumbled along the way, and then plunged headlong into Captain Piper's crater.

"Captain, there's an enemy force coming from south of town, and we'll soon come into contact."

Captain Piper was awe-inspiring that the enemy's counterattack turned out to be a two-sided attack. 、

It occurred to him that there were small towns to the east and south of the town of Visloa, which were only two or three kilometers away.

"The shelling has stopped, Captain." The Scout looked up at the sky and said to Captain Piper in surprise.

Captain Piper's face turned unusually ugly.

"Oh no, this means that the enemy's counterattack force has formed and the battle is about to begin."

Piper said as he jumped out of the crater, shouting as he ran, "Tell you company commander, the task of defending Zhennan is entrusted to you, and you are not allowed to retreat without my order." ”

Before Captain Piper could finish speaking, he heard a dense burst of gunfire coming from south of town, and the sound of mortar-shells flying in the sky.

Running quickly to his armored car, Captain Piper didn't wait to speak, when he heard the messenger in the armored car shouting: "Captain, the bridge has been blown up by enemy fire, and there is no way for us to retreat." ”

Captain Piper glared and shouted, "We don't need a retreat, I don't have the word retreat in my dictionary." You immediately contact the artillerymen, I need their support. ”

Before the correspondent could carry out his orders, Piper heard a rumbling explosion in the south of the town, and he looked up, but his view was blocked by the house, and he did not see the smoke rising.

After listening intently for a while, Captain Piper said in surprise: "It's our artillery, their response is really timely, there should be no danger in Zhennan, we just need to concentrate on dealing with the enemy in Zhendong." ”

On the west bank of the Berezina River, Chen Dao looked at the enemy on the east bank of the river and kept sneering.

It was better to come early than to come by chance, and the artillery observation post had just been recruited by him to the river, and the enemy who was going north along the river to attack the south of the town of Vislova attacked.

Four 105-mm howitzers decisively launched rapid fire, smashing shells into the charging Soviet infantry clusters.

After several rounds of gunpowder smoke rose, the Soviet soldiers in the south of the town lost more than half, and the momentum of the offensive was immediately contained. (To be continued.) )