In the mud east of Borisov, it took a morning for Admiral Wittsheim to reorganize the troops of the XIV Panzer Corps.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, according to the order of Wietsheim, the 9th Panzer Division crossed the bridgehead position of the Guards Flag Division, rushed to the front of the whole army, and rushed east along the road.

The armored car in which Chen Dao rode was caught in the marching convoy of the artillery regiment and crawled on the muddy road that had been pressed out of the deep ruts.

Along the way, Chen Dao saw the vast forests and patches of swamps on the south side of the road, and the most uncomfortable thing was the rivers and streams running north-south, these rivers and streams were not wide, and the bridges that were destined to cross them would not receive attention, most of them were poor wooden bridges, motorcycles could barely pass, and 250 and 251 series armored vehicles could barely pass, mainly depending on luck.

While passing through a small village called Kleti, a tragedy occurred, when the convoy of the reconnaissance battalion of the 9th Panzer Division crossed the wooden bridge east of the village, the two SDKFZ250 light armored vehicles that rushed to the front of the convoy successfully drove over the wooden bridge, and the third armored car followed confidently and boldly, but unfortunately broke the wooden bridge, and the armored car fell into the river along with the scouts in the cabin.

Although there was only a stream under the bridge and no personnel were drowned, it still caused non-combat attrition in which four people were fractured to varying degrees and two were slightly injured.

The crash spread radio-quickly throughout the division, slowing down whenever it encountered a similar wooden bridge, and the sappers were busy, busily reinforcing the bridges like worker bees, opening the way for countless Opel heavy trucks, tank fours, wasps and wasp self-propelled guns, and even more massive E-40 tanks weighing 45 tons.

The march was very boring, Chen Dao measured the speed of the march against his watch and map, and was surprised to find that under the interference of the "mud general". The Ninth Panzer Corps was able to march at a reduced speed to only 10 kilometers per hour, and this was without encountering a massive Soviet attack.

Chen Dao carefully recorded the problems encountered along the march into a notebook, and discussed with Major Lorenz how to deal with them.

During the bumpy march, the sun set below the horizon, and Chen Dao's armored vehicles and self-propelled guns of the artillery regiment drove into a small town called Krupki for the night.

To the south of the city of Krupki is an endless stretch of forest, and to the north is a large green field of wheat and corn. Immediately on the east side of the town is a long and narrow lake called Hound Lake.

Under the reminder of Lieutenant General Hui Biqi, commander of the 9th Armored Division, Chen Dao's armored car stopped on the west bank of the lake and checked into a hotel called Redmane Horse.

Chen Dao and Major Lorenz walked up to the third floor of the hotel with their luggage, pushed the door and walked into room 303, which belonged to them, and found that the windows of this house were facing the lake, which was a real first-line lake view room.

Putting down the luggage in his hand, Chen Dao stood by the window, looking at the rippling surface of the Hound Lake and the dense forest on the other side of the lake, and couldn't help but feel relaxed.

On the beach on the west shore of Lake Hound. Densely packed with soldiers of the artillery regiment stood in the same motion, undressing.

Days of marching and fighting had plummeted the appearance of the soldiers, their uniforms were covered with dust and holes, and there were mud spots on the splatters, their faces were covered with stubble, and their hair had become greasy, for the soldiers on the march. Bathing is a luxury.

The sun had just set, and the night had not yet completely covered the earth. The soldiers of the artillery regiment raced against time to take turns bathing and swimming in the lake, and their arrival added a bit of a fiery atmosphere to the lake in the evening.

Chen Dao took out the binoculars, his eyes swept over the picture and the forest in the distance, and his mouth exclaimed, "I have to say." It's such a great place for a holiday and I would have really liked to stay here longer if it weren't for the war. Fish by the lake, hunt in the forest, and have a campfire for a picnic. It's like a king's life to me. ”

"When the war is over, this place, along with all of Belarus, will become German territory, and you can come here at any time for a holiday." Major Lorenz said.

"At that time, I will let the Polish Governor's Office invest here, make this a resort city, and make the beautiful landscape here serve all the Germans, but there are people who go to the forest on the other side to play, and the soldiers of the artillery regiment are so fast, do you see them? Right there. ”

Major Lorenz looked up across the Hound Lake, and saw nothing but the dark and quiet forest in the evening, and no one was in sight.

"I didn't see anyone, where are they?"

"They've already left, they're in the forest, we're going to dinner, and we're going to sleep early, and we're going to get up early tomorrow." Chen Dao said and turned to leave the room.

Chen Dao and Major Lorenz had just left Hound Lake when another gaze from the eastern shore of the lake fell on the German soldiers playing in the water on the lake.

Where Chen Dao had just seen the figure, two Soviet soldiers were lying on the edge of the forest, hiding under a fir tree.

In the telescope, they could clearly see the movements of the Germans on the other side of the Hound Lake.

"These hateful Germans even have the heart to swim here. Luckily, we're only here to reconnoitre, so we can't fire. If we could fire, the bare-ass guys across the lake would have a lot of fun. Sergeant Tymoshenko said to Vlashchenko beside him.

"I'd rather be able to summon our artillerymen to beat them up, then take a picture of the shelling with a camera, and then drop the picture to Berlin. In the photo, there is a large bare-ass corpse floating on the lake, and Hitler will definitely have a heart attack when he sees it, and then the war is over. Vlashchenko whispered.

Sergeant Tymoshenko looked up at the increasingly dark sky, turned to Vlashchenko and said: "It's a pity that everything exists only in our imagination, and now, we can't open fire anyway." It's not early, we retreat, report to our superiors, remember to move smaller, your action just now is too big, it is easy to be discovered by the enemy. ”

After Tymoshenko finished speaking, she cautiously crawled back five or six meters away, and then crouched down and ran deep into the woods.

Vlathinko did not take Tymoshenko's words seriously at all, stood up on the spot and followed Tymoshenko under his glaring gaze.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" From the depths of the forest came Tymoshenko's angry voice.

"So far away, there is a forest to cover it. The Germans will not see, you do not be nervous. Vlashchenko retorted nonchalantly.

"If you are so careless on the battlefield, you will be killed sooner or later." Tymoshenko said

"Ahh

Standing at the door of the bathroom, Chen Dao stretched out his arm and yawned a lot, then put on a white bathrobe and walked to the single bed by the window.

The other single bed. Major Lorenz yawned by the light of the candles on the bedside table and scribbled in a diary.

Because of the light control, the two could not turn on the lights, so they had to close the curtains and use candles for lighting.

"I'll go to bed first, good night." Chen Dao got into the bed.

Moments later, Major Lorenz finished his diary, blew out the candles, and the room went dark.

Maybe it's the effect of the espresso you drank at dinner. Chen Dao lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and there was no sleepiness in his mind.

On the other bed, Major Lorentz's slight snoring was heard, and Chen Dao was disturbed, and it was even more difficult to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Dao jumped out of bed lightly, walked to the window, and opened the curtains to watch the night scene.

Night has long since covered the land. Countless stars are embedded in the night sky, like the eyes of a child. Wink mischievously at him.

Chen Dao's gaze circled in the sky, and there were stars everywhere, without any obstruction.

The dark clouds have cleared, and tomorrow will be a sunny day, but I hope that the legendary "Sun Father" can dispel the "Mud General" and bring himself a pleasant march.

First of all, I remembered Orsha, the next target of the 14th Panzer Army. I also remembered the main forces of the 1st Panzer Army led by Kleist.

After completing this mission, what route do you have to take to catch up with the main force of the group army?

If they were always plagued by torrential rain and mud generals, would the troops of the 1st Panzer Army be able to complete their tasks in time?

If this mission is not completed, the entire Eastern Front may have to be reversed.

In the midst of cranky thoughts, time passes minute by minute. Chen Dao felt his eyelids get heavier and heavier.

Covering his mouth and yawning, Chen Dao raised his right hand and stretched out his right hand to the curtain.

The moment his right hand closed the curtain, Chen Dao saw an orange-red light curtain flashing in the night outside the window.

These flickering light curtains shrouded in the black forest were so eye-catching, Chen Dao couldn't help but stare at the direction where the light curtain lit up.

Those light curtains, as if they were artillery

The rumbling sound of cannon reached Chen Dao's ears, and Chen Dao turned around and ran to the bed, but did not go to bed, and threw himself on the carpet beside the bed.

Almost at the same time, Chen Dao heard an earth-shattering explosion, and there was a faint noise, the glass on the window was shattered in the explosion, and countless large and small pieces of glass splashed into the room.

Chen Dao saw Major Lorenz jump out of bed with a carp stiffening motion, and in a panic he touched his bed, and shouted in his mouth: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency." ”

"I'm fine, lie down, don't move." Chen Dao shouted to Major Lorenz.

"Thank God." Major Lorenz's voice came.

Chen Dao glanced out the window, and the earth-shattering sound of gunfire came into the room, making his eardrums buzz.

"The enemy is very close here, and we must get out of here immediately."

Chen Dao reached out and pulled the blanket on the bed and wrapped it around his body, turned around and rolled across the glass shards, hit the chair by the wall, and finally crawled on his knees to the closet at the door of the room.

Pulling off the military uniform hanging in the closet, Chen Dao was about to get dressed, when a string of stray bullets flew into the window and hit the wall.

Major Lorenz let out a muffled snort.

"You're hurt?" Chen Dao asked.

"The right leg was knocked out, it doesn't matter."

Major Lorenz crawled to the closet, and the two of them hurriedly put on their military uniforms, tied up their belts, took off the pistols and assault rifles hanging on the hooks, and rushed out of the room through the door.

The whole hotel was already in chaos, and Chen Dao bumped into a person as soon as he went out, and he couldn't see who it was in the dark.

"Don't panic, the city is full of our people, and the enemy can't attack it. Grab your weapons and get ready for battle. ”

After the man finished comforting Chen Dao, he was reincarnated and walked towards the staircase.

Chen Dao dragged the limping Major Lorenz after the man, and ran quickly to the first floor, straight to the basement.

After settling Major Lorenz, Chen Dao turned around and rushed out of the basement despite Major Lorenz's obstruction.

"What are you going to do? Excellency. ”

"My marching satchel is left in the room, I'll go get it back, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon." Chen Daotou shouted without looking back.

The stairs were full of figures up and down, Chen Dao squeezed through the crowd, found room 303 where he had stayed in the dark, ran to the bedside table, picked up the military leather satchel placed at the foot of the bed and carried it on his back.

The satchel contained a military map and his marching diary, which must not leave his side, let alone fall into the hands of the enemy.

As soon as he turned around, Chen Dao bumped into Major Lorenz who was following him.

"Your Excellency, we must get out of here, the enemy's gunfire is very close to here."

"Don't panic, now that the enemy has come to your side, prepare for battle." Chen Dao carried a gun, dodged to the corner of the window, and looked out condescendingly.

One by one, flares flew into the sky, playing the role of street lights.

Then in the dim light, Chen Dao saw rows of tracer bullets on the street shuttling through the streets and buildings, and countless figures hiding, running wildly on the streets.

Turning his gaze sharply, Chen Dao saw that in the corner of the building about fifty meters in front of the right side of the hotel building, a person seemed to be observing the movement here.

The steel helmet on the man's head was completely different from the shape of the German M35 steel helmet, Chen Dao hurriedly retracted his head and shouted to Major Lorenz who was hiding in the corner on the other side of the window: "I see the enemy, the left front, about fifty meters." ”

After Chen Dao finished speaking, he picked up the STG42 assault rifle in his hand and aimed it at the corner of the building.

In that corner, a Soviet soldier fell to one knee with a Bobosha submachine gun resting on his shoulder, shooting at the other half of the street.

After firing two shots, the Soviet soldier was about to retreat back to the back of the building, but his head jerked to the left, as if he had been hit by a hammer, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Beside him, another Soviet soldier looked down at his comrade who had fallen to the ground, and before he could mourn, the muzzle of a black hole had already turned at him.

Chen Dao pulled the trigger and fired a triple burst shot, and the Soviet soldier fell straight down with his chest clutched, stacked on top of his comrade's corpse.

"Let's change places, and since the Russians dare to come here, I'm going to make this their graveyard." (To be continued.) )