To the west of the town of Sarne, Figlein shook hands with Lieutenant Colonel Gale, chief of staff, and Colonel Koch, commander of the 101st Special Air Service Regiment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'll take one regiment and three regiments to rob the Russians, and I'll leave it to you here."

Lieutenant Colonel Gale said, "Rest assured, I will lead the rest of the troops and create the illusion that our entire division is engaged with them in the town of Sabo Roger to attract their attention. ”

Fegelain nodded, turning his head to look at Colonel Koch.

"If there are no accidents, we will meet again soon."

Colonel Koch said: "General, I look forward to meeting you again. ”

In the watchful eyes of Colonel Koch and Lieutenant Colonel Gale, Figlein turned and took the reins from the orderlies behind him, jumped on his horse, turned and left, and joined the marching column of the 1st Cavalry Regiment headquarters.

On Figlein's orders, the 1st and 3rd Cavalry Regiments, leaving behind all their heavy weapons and bulky motor vehicles, carrying only those that could be carried by war horses, marched in a majestic southwesterly direction.

As early as last night, Figlein sent out a reconnaissance battalion to reconnoiter the planned march route in advance.

In order to minimize the possibility of encountering the enemy, Figlein chose a route of march that deliberately avoided the few roads in the swamp and chose only dirt roads in the countryside.

These dirt roads in the countryside, wide enough to fit a wagon, narrow enough to allow only a single horse, would be a disaster for the armored and motorized troops, and only a little trouble for the all-cavalry Figlein Division.

During the march, the most action he did was to look up at the sky, and his greatest hope for this march was not to be discovered by the Soviet Air Force.

Having reached a village called Antonivka, Figlein's troops turned due south in the direction of their march.

On the way, Feglein saw four times a fleet of Soviet planes flying in the nearby sky.

Even if the Soviet planes were only flying in a hurry at medium and high altitudes, and there was no dive posture at all, Feiglein was very nervous for a while.

At noon, Feglein, like the other soldiers, rode on horseback and hurriedly ate a few slices of bread for lunch with cold water from the kettle.

Another three hours passed in a dreary march, and at 3:10 p.m., after a march of more than fifty kilometers, Figlein and the regimental headquarters of the 1st Cavalry Regiment settled into a village called Kanivka.

The village of Kanivka had long been occupied by a company of reconnaissance battalions, and when entering the village, Figrain found no traces of the battle on the buildings of the village.

After the order was given to the 1st and 3rd Cavalry Regiments to repair in concealment, the two cavalry regiments were dispersed as battalions and stationed in nearby villages and towns to rest and stand by.

Hour by hour passed patiently, and it was not until 9:30 p.m. that the village of Kanivka came to an old boil again.

Figlein led the orderlies to follow the headquarters of the 1st Cavalry Regiment into the vast darkness of the night, and marched straight to the east.

After about an hour and a half of marching, Figlein noticed that the marching column had stopped.

"What's going on? Why stop the march? Figley asked, dissatisfied.

"The men of the reconnaissance battalion found the Russian troops in the village ahead."

Figlein found the commander of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, Colonel Lester.

"The village in front of us is less than five kilometers away from our destination, and it's 11:20, and I'm going to move into that village before 1:30."

Receiving orders from Figlein, Colonel Lester nodded and turned to walk towards the village in the distance.

Feglein mounted his horse, took out his binoculars, and looked at the village in the distance.

The silhouettes of dozens of houses faintly flashed in the darkness, and there seemed to be a humanoid black figure moving at the entrance of the village directly opposite the village.

"In a village of this size, the garrison should not exceed one company."

In the field of view of Feiglein's telescope, the figures of the cavalry soon appeared.

The cavalry left the road on foot and followed the sides of the road, taking advantage of the cover of night to reach the villages in the distance.

The soldiers on the north side of the road were lucky, and the fields where corn was grown, and the soldiers plunged headlong into the cornfields and boldly approached the village.

The soldiers on the south side of the road stooped and walked some distance before turning to crawling.

About ten minutes later, in Figlein's telescope, a flash of fire erupted in the night on the north side of the road, followed by the familiar sound of STG42 assault rifle fire.

The characteristic "snort" sound of the MG42 machine gun sounded immediately after, and tracer bullets flew straight to the Soviet sentry at the entrance of the village.

Several agile figures rushed out of the cornfield, and these figures rushed to the entrance of the village, and a moment later, Figlein saw a series of huge fires burst out of the village, and the sound of the explosion of the M24 grenade came to his ears.

As soon as the battle began, figures emerged from the fields on the south side of the road, and in one dash they crossed the remaining distance, rushing into the village in the gaps between the houses.

The muzzle flames and the explosion of grenades quickly spread to the village, and the sound of gunfire and cannons reached Feiglein's ears one after another, mixed with the neighing of chickens, ducks, dogs, and other domestic animals.

As we waited patiently, the sound of the guns gradually subsided, leaving only the roar of the livestock.

Figlein looked at his watch, and the battle lasted less than half an hour.

Two minutes later, Colonel Lester, commander of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, approached Feglein and invited him to enter the village, but Feglein refused.

"Our presence has been exposed, and we have no time to rest. Leaving the wounded in this village, the fighters immediately marched eastward to our destination. ”

Receiving a new order from Figlein, the cavalrymen jumped on horseback and galloped to the road five kilometers away.

After galloping for three kilometers in the darkness of the night, the cavalry stopped marching and, on the orders of Figlein, threw down their horses and continued on foot.

After walking about a kilometer, the cavalry saw that the road under their feet stretched several hundred meters to the east, merging into a north-south road.

Beams of light shot out of the road, so dazzling in the night, were the beams from the headlights of the trucks.

Seeing the cars on the road, Figellein's eyes were full of joy.

The Pripyat marsh is dominated by wetlands and dense primeval forests, and the few railways and roads that are built are all built on the higher "bridges" in the swamp, and the road in front of you is one of them.

Feiglain rubbed his hands together excitedly.

In his judgment, the attention of the combat units of the Soviet army was entirely on Belarus and would not linger too much in the Pripyat marshes.

Correspondingly, the Soviet logistics units will also work tirelessly and overnight to deliver all kinds of supplies to the combat units that have rushed out of the swamp, and the target of Figlein is precisely the fragile transport lines of the Soviet army.

Figlein turned his head to look around, found a relatively high terrain, and looked at the road in the distance with a telescope.

The cavalry again dispersed to both sides of the road, taking advantage of the darkness and the cover of various vegetation to approach the road.

When the cavalry approached about 200 meters from the road, the convoy that Fieglein had seen first had already swaggered past, and the convoy did not expect that it had almost become the first victim of Figlein.

After consulting with Colonel Lester, commander of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, Leicester led the 2nd and 3rd Battalions to the south along the field on the west side of the road, leaving Figlein in place.

Enduring mosquito bites, Figley stared at the south of the road.

Under the mosquito "air raid", when there were four more bumps on the exposed skin such as the neck and back of his hands, Feigelain saw the long-awaited beam again, and the roar of the truck engine was faintly heard in the night.

Staring at the brighter and brighter beams, a bloodthirsty glint appeared in Figlein's eyes.

As far as the eye could see, Fieglein saw that the convoy numbered at least twenty trucks.

His eyes followed the lead car of the convoy, and Figlein's gaze moved inch by inch to the north, and when the truck with the head almost disappeared from his gaze, a flash of fire suddenly shot out in the darkness on the west side of the road.

A tank killer rocket flew out of the grass and hit the cab of the convoy leader in an instant.

In the explosion, the Gass truck headed by a right turn rushed out of the road, stumbled more than ten meters in the field and stopped.

The rockets kicked off the ambush, and strands of tracer bullets flew out of the roadside, swooped down on the unsuspecting convoy of trucks, and landed on the cabs and tires of the trucks.

The originally orderly convoy suddenly became a mess, and the gas trucks either rushed off the road or crashed into a mess.

In the rear compartment and in the cab, the figures of Soviet soldiers flew out, some were thrown out by the runaway truck, and some jumped out of the car to escape.

At least four trucks exploded, the body of the truck was torn to pieces by the shock wave, and the wreckage was surrounded by flames.

Seeing the gasoline barrels that were tossed into the sky by the blast gas, Figgle couldn't help but sneer a few times.

The Soviets, who were lucky enough to survive the first round of the attack, put up a useless resistance, but the team, consisting of drivers and logisticians, was completely crushed in terms of numbers, firepower, and combat experience in front of Figlein's men.

In the space of ten minutes, a one-sided massacre was declared over, and all the trucks and most of the personnel of the convoy were annihilated, except for a few Soviet soldiers who fled.

Avoiding the wreckage of the truck enveloped in flames, the cavalry of the 1st Battalion left the ambush site and searched for loot on the corpses of Soviet soldiers and the rest of the wreckage of the truck.

After cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers of the first battalion moved away from the road and returned to the place where the horses were kept to standby.

Staring south, in the direction in which Colonel Leicester had disappeared, Figlein waited patiently.

As the clock ticked to nearly two o'clock, Figlein finally heard the faint sound of gunfire coming from the south.

Picking up the binoculars and looking south, Figlein saw flames flashing from the distant sky lighting up the night sky, and knew that it was Colonel Leicester's troops who had already started the battle.

The nail of the thumb of his left hand pressed against the pimple bitten by the mosquito on the back of his right hand, suppressing the unbearable itch with pain, and Fieglein patiently waited for the battle to end.

After waiting for more than forty minutes, Figlein saw the flames of the battle in the south gradually weaken until they completely disappeared.

After waiting patiently for about five minutes, Figlein received good news from Colonel Leicester.

"Get on the horse, let's go."

Figlein strode over to his horse, jumped on his horse, and rushed to the road.

A huge swarm of cavalry followed behind Feglein, and even the earth trembled as countless horses' hooves rose and fell.

Feglein met Colonel Lester again in a town that had just been occupied.

The smell of gunsmoke in the town has not yet dissipated, more than a dozen buildings have been bombed beyond recognition, and the streets are littered with the corpses of two dozen Soviet soldiers.

More Soviets were taken prisoner, nearly a hundred.

"The ambush you commanded woke them up, and I had no choice but to storm them. They probably didn't expect us to be here, the resistance was completely symbolic, and I easily killed them. ”

"Very well, our battle plan is going well, at least so far, where's the radio? I will contact Colonel Koch. Feglein said.

"Go ahead, in the second floor next to the road." Colonel Leicester said.

Five minutes later, an airwave flew out of town.

More than half an hour later, when there were only a few bright stars left, the roar of the engine was heard in the northeast sky.

Two dazzling red flares flew out of the town and into the sky.

Following the direction of the red flare, the FA-223 Dragon transport helicopter group flew over the town and landed on the road outside the town under the guidance of the ground personnel.

The helicopter group, which brought a company of soldiers and a shipment of ammunition, left with the wounded.

After arranging the tasks for the troops of the Air Service Regiment, Figlein looked at the eastern sky, which was already white.

Retracting his gaze, Feglein looked at the crossroads in the center of the town.

While waiting for the transport cluster, the regimental sappers of the 1st Cavalry Regiment set out again along the road leading to the east at this crossroads, aiming at a railway line two kilometers away.

The sappers sent by Figlein easily found the striking railway, and after a moment of hustle and bustle under the sleepers, the sappers pulled out a long wire.

After the detonator was pressed, with a thunderous explosion, sleeper rails and countless pieces of debris flew into the sky・・・・・・

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ps: After the Chinese New Year, my weight increased rapidly, and I went straight to the direction of 300 pounds, reaching more than 280 pounds at the peak, but I was only 170 tall, and I have basically become a sphere.

Later, the doctor said that it was caused by phlegm and dampness + love of meat + almost no exercise.

My mother was furious, cut off the Internet for me, watched me go out for exercise every day, plus drank Chinese medicine, and didn't lift the ban until the end of last month, but I was not allowed to go online for too long every day.

Now resume the update, just because I haven't written for too long, it's a bit handy, and the idea is a bit stuck.

It will be updated continuously this month, but the daily update time may not be regular, please forgive me. (To be continued.) )