In the northeast corner of the city of Rosochy, Captain Klaus, the commander of the first battalion and the first company of the 1st Airborne Division of the Luftwaffe (played by the reader "81 bar 123"), stood in a foxhole that could accommodate three people, lying on the ground north of the foxhole, looking north with a telescope.

The battalion to which Captain Kraus belonged was tasked with the defense of the city of Rosohi, reinforced by two E-40 "Panther" tank companies. He led a company that was responsible for the defense of the northeast of the city.

The foxhole, where Captain Kraus was located, was skillfully dug and was just a little south of the top of a small plateau.

The front of the foxhole is a sparse shrub that provides some cover for the foxhole.

If the fighting on the outskirts of the city is unfavorable, you can abandon the foxholes, use the terrain of the depression as a cover, retreat to the city of Rosohi, and continue to fight street battles by relying on the buildings in the city.

On the morning of 19 June, Captain Kraus got up early, had breakfast, left his temporary lodgings in the city, and arrived at his position on the outskirts of the city.

After inspecting the position and cheering up his subordinates one by one, Captain Kraus jumped into the foxhole and shared it with a herald and a communications officer.

On the ground to the left of Captain Krauss, there is his STG-42 assault rifle, next to which are two anti-tank mines. On the ground on the right-hand side, six M24 grenades were neatly placed side by side.

In the foxhole, two iron-fisted anti-tank rockets leaned against his feet.

From time to time, Captain Klaus looked up at the sky, and in the sky, early in the morning, Luftwaffe fighter jets were circling, guarding the sky of the battlefield.

It's just that at this time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the morning, and the Russian air force also came to join in the fun.

Occasionally, fighters flying to low altitudes immediately attracted a fierce blow from ground-based anti-aircraft guns.

One detail caught Captain Klaus's attention, the black smoke from the anti-aircraft shells in the sky was widespread, not only in the sky over the city of Rosohi, but also in the sky a few kilometers north of Rosohi.

It is clear that there are also anti-aircraft guns shooting at the sky in the north, and there are quite a few of them.

Their own troops can almost be said to be at the northernmost point of the defensive line, and further north there are anti-aircraft artillery fire, which must be Russian troops, and there are quite a few of them.

Two FI-382 Black Hawk helicopters crossed the Kalitwa River and circled at an altitude of about thirty to fifty meters above the city of Rosohi.

On the hatches on both sides, there are artillery observation posts with binoculars, vigilantly monitoring the ground around Rosohi.

A fighter jet suddenly swooped down from a high altitude and swooped down on a helicopter hovering over the city of Rosohi, and as the fighter approached, the red five-pointed stars under the wings of the plane shone brightly.

Sensing the danger of falling from the sky, the Black Hawk helicopter hurriedly increased its movement speed and made an S-shaped evasive maneuver.

At the moment of crisis, in the city and suburbs of the city of Rossohi, at least four anti-aircraft guns turned their muzzles and pointed at enemy planes falling from the sky.

The barrel of the "Gatling" 20-mm anti-aircraft gun rotated at high speed, and the thick golden shells were thrown to the ground with a clang, and soon piled up on the ground.

The 20-mm armor-piercing shells poured into the sky like water, and the swooping down Soviet fighters hit the dense rain of bullets head-on, first with a few more holes in the belly of the plane, and then a large hole in the fragile wing on the right side was pierced, and then broken. The plane lost control and plummeted headlong into the northeastern suburbs of the city of Rossohi.

Seeing the black smoke rising seven or eight hundred meters away in the distance, as well as the debris of the plane that flew into the sky, Captain Klaus shook his head.

Since the morning, this is already the fourth enemy plane that I have seen seduced down by a helicopter, and the Russians are really too persistent.

Captain Klaus did not know how many anti-aircraft guns were hidden inside and outside the city of Rosohi.

He only knew that as soon as the four Soviet fighters who were successfully seduced down by the helicopter entered the low altitude, they would immediately be collectively concerned by the anti-aircraft guns on the ground, and they were beaten and bruised all over the city and died tragically over the city of Rossohi.

After about 30 minutes of air fighting, the Siemens cordless phone placed in the pit suddenly rang in the foxhole.

The communications soldier picked up the microphone, listened for a while, put down the microphone, and said to Captain Krauss: "A call from the battalion headquarters, the helicopter sees a large number of enemy tanks and infantry rushing from the north, and we are ready for battle. ”

Captain Klaus frowned and shouted, "Lie down, lie down quickly." ”

All three of them were old birds, and almost at the same time, sensing the danger hidden in the air, they crouched down one after another and shrank in the foxhole.

Shells rained down from the sky into the depression behind the foxhole, kicking up a cloud of dust.

More shells fell into the city of Rosohi, smoke and explosions, and buildings were kneaded, shattered, and collapsed like fragile biscuits by invisible hands.

Captain Klaus didn't dare to show his head, but he took out the rearview mirror of a truck from the backpack that the herald had placed in the foxhole, and stuck out of the foxhole.

With the help of the rearview mirror, Captain Kraus saw that in the open space to the north, with tanks in front and infantry behind, all over the mountains, rushing towards his position.

There were at least twenty tanks and more than two hundred.

Turning the rearview mirror, Captain Kraus saw that the fields on the left and right flanks were full of charging enemy infantry and tanks.

A cannonball rained down from the sky and landed in the clearing south of the foxhole, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dust flew into the foxhole and slapped Captain Klaus in the face.

"Poof." The captain spat out the dust in his mouth, shook his head, and shook the dirt off his face.

"It's a mortar, we're already within range of the Russian mortar, and the Russians aren't far from us." Captain Klaus said with great experience.

Raising the rearview mirror, Captain Klaus saw that the tanks that rushed to the front were about seven or eight hundred meters away from him, and one of the tanks happened to drive past the wreckage of the enemy plane that had just fallen.

"Damn ·····" Captain Krauss's face showed unprecedented panic, and he threw away his rearview mirror and shrunk back with his head in his hands.

"Stalin's organ." The herald shouted.

I can't count how many rockets flew in, with a howling sound like a violent wind, and smashed into the northern suburbs of the city of Rossohi.

The buildings in the northern suburbs, which had been damaged by the shelling, were swept away and almost all of them were blown into rubble.

The positions of the paratroopers on the outskirts were also affected, and individual foxholes were hit, or too close to the rocket landing point, and the corpses of the paratroopers lay in the craters.

Shrapnel flew sideways, and the branches and leaves of the bushes on the north side of the foxhole where Captain Kraus was located were cut off, and the stumps flew into the foxhole, falling on the bodies of the three people, and falling into more dust that was raised.

Before the smoke from the rockets cleared, Captain Kraus raised his body, shook his body to shake off the dust on his body, looked to his side, and made sure that the signal corps and herald were safe and sound, and hurriedly poked his head out to look north.

His teeth ached, and Captain Kraus hurriedly picked up the Iron Fist anti-tank bazooka from the foxhole.

"The tanks of the Russians came up and were ready to fight."

Taking advantage of the precious opportunity of the rockets to successfully suppress the German troops on the northern outskirts of the city of Rosohi, the Soviet assault troops marched forward in great strides, and the tanks rushing to the front were less than 200 meters away from Captain Klaus.

With his hands clenched into iron fists, Captain Krauss stared closely at a Soviet light tank in front of him, waiting for the other side to approach within fifty meters.

Eighty, seventy, sixty····· Thirty meters, Captain Klaus stood up and aimed the sights on the iron fist at the tank, less than thirty meters to the left front.

"Boom ·····" The light tank exploded, and a large lump of iron flew out of the rear of the vehicle, rolling on the ground as if it were an engine.

Captain Klaus was stunned on the spot, he hadn't fired yet, which friendly soldier killed that tank?

Behind him, on the northern outskirts of the city of Rossohi, tall, mighty and handsome figures turned the intersection of the streets, stopped behind the paratroopers' defensive lines, turned the turrets, and hunted the Soviet tanks that rushed to the front at a close distance of 500 to 300 meters.

It was two companies of E-40 "Panther" tanks that arrived on the battlefield in time, and their appearance instantly restrained the charge of Soviet tanks.

An eerie shrill whistling sound rang out again, but it was from behind Captain Klaus.

A battalion of 18 "donkey" self-propelled rocket launchers fired a salvo, and 180 150-mm rockets flew out of the artillery positions on the south bank of the Kalitva River, flew over the city in an instant, and fell on the heads of Soviet troops on the northern outskirts of the city.

Yellow smoke and black gunpowder smoke rose into the air, obscuring the battlefield in the air, and the Soviet infantry group that had been menacing just now was gone.

Throwing away the iron fist and picking up the STG-42 assault rifle, Captain Kraus stared at the dissipating smoke and dust as he prepared for the next round of battle.