On the bridgehead of a highway bridge, the Soviet sentry in charge of guarding the area was bored watching the movement in the distance.

The Germans were still some distance from here, and there were Soviet sentries and defensive lines in front. So although explosives have been fixed here, the bridge has not been blown up.

After all, when some troops retreated, they used this road bridge. Moreover, the Soviets put heavily on defense here, and if the situation is unfavorable, it will be too late to blow up the bridge immediately.

The explosives on the bridge have been fitted with fuses, and if the detonator is pressed, the entire bridge will break into two sections in an instant.

"Look! That's our troops! I can't imagine that at such a time, we can wait for our troops to be withdrawn! A Soviet soldier looked at the friendly troops who were approaching listlessly in the distance and said excitedly.

The Germans had already occupied Orsha, and at this time there were still troops retreating, which was more or less an encouragement to everyone.

The friendly troops walking on the opposite side were dejected, and at first glance they looked like they had just been defeated by the Germans and retreated.

This appearance is too familiar, because countless Soviet troops have escaped from the German encirclement.

"Tell the battalion commander Comrade that we still have comrades on the enemy's side! Let him come and have a look. Looking at the approaching friendly rout, the officer on duty on the position shouted loudly.

Immediately, there were soldiers to deliver the news, and the soldiers on the battlefield laid down their weapons, unscrewed the water bottle they carried with them, and prepared to meet their comrades.

The first Soviet soldier to jump into the trench at the head of the bridge smiled and gave a warm hug to the friendly troops in the trench.

"Thank you, comrade!" The other party's face was black, it looked like it was blackened by artillery fire, and his clothes were covered with dust, which made him very embarrassed at first sight.

The Germans had cars and tanks, so it was not easy to get past these motor vehicles and safely return to their controlled positions.

Every soldier who retreats is God's favorite. Those who were abandoned by God are now corpses lying on the side of the road waiting to decompose.

More routs entered the trenches, some had even reached the bridge, and the soldiers on duty in the Soviet positions finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the other side.

"You ...... Which unit is it from? The soldier, whose face was full of doubt, looked at the other party and asked.

He found that everyone on the other side was very tall, and only a few spoke, and the others were almost dumb.

"We ...... It's the ...... of the 192nd Regiment," a tall soldier replied fluently.

The 192nd Regiment is an infantry regiment deployed in the forward defense line, and it is not well-known and is not a main force. It was routed two days ago, and yesterday quite a few people retreated and were stationed at the other end of the bridge.

"Hey! Ivan! It's your troops! The Soviet soldier who asked the question subconsciously turned back and called his companion.

When the Soviet army was defeated, there were many people who were confused, so now there are also many soldiers from various scattered units on the position of this defensive bridge.

And in the Soviet Red Army, there were so many people named Ivan that they could be told as jokes.

The Soviet soldier who subconsciously turned back to ask his comrades-in-arms suddenly had a strong hand on his neck.

Then, before he could scream, he heard a subtle crack in his cervical vertebrae.

Then, the hapless Soviet sentry never breathed again. His body fell like a sandbag, revealing the muzzle of a black hole behind him.

The Soviet routs, who were crowded in the middle by others, were carrying modified STG-44 assault rifles.

These assault rifles are fed by drums and have a fairly fast rate of fire. The sound of strafing suddenly sounded, and the Soviet troops, who had no time to pick up the Mosin Nagant rifles, fell one after another.

"Capture the machine-gun position! Fast! We don't have much time to waste! The German officer, who was already in the trench in a Soviet uniform, ordered loudly.

At his feet, lying on the ground were Soviet soldiers who had been killed. No gunshots rang out here, so the sentinels in the distance didn't notice that something was wrong.

In charge of the capture of the bridge were soldiers of the 1st German Special Forces Brigade, who had previously been involved in receiving the surrender of British warships.

Infiltration is a piece of cake for them, each of them is a carefully selected warrior, and their combat effectiveness can be described as explosive.

The soldier with Mosin Nagant on his back walked in front, covering his comrades with STG-44 assault rifles in the back.

Everyone spread out over the Soviet positions, taking control of every trench and machine-gun position they passed.

When the commander of the German special forces stood outside the door of the Soviet commander, the commander of the Soviet battalion in the headquarters happily thought that he had waited for another group of defeated friendly troops.

When he opened the door, he found a group of unfamiliar faces standing in front of him, led by an officer with a familiar device in his hand.

It was the detonating device of the bridge, which was supposed to be in the next room, kept by the sappers.

But now the thing was in the other person's hand, tossed up like a toy and caught.

"Where did you find this? It's important, give it back to me! The battalion commander of the Soviet army scolded angrily, and then reached out to snatch the detonating device.

As a result, as soon as his hand was halfway out, there was a pistol against the back of his head. He stopped, his eyes blank.

In the next second, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and then looked at the tall man in front of him in disbelief: "You guys...... You are Germans! ”

"Yes! We are Germans! A soldier of the German special forces replied with a smile in Russian.

And the tall man standing in front of the commander of the Soviet battalion, after handing the detonator to an equally tall soldier behind him, opened his mouth and said in German: "I am Otto Skorzny, and this place is now taken over by my men." ”

The phrase was spoken in German, and after he finished speaking, all the German soldiers behind him burst into laughter.

Just as they laughed, a specific set of flashes came from the side of the bridgehead. Seeing the flash, a group of German soldiers rushed out of the woods far from the bridge.

The debut of the German special forces on the Eastern Front ended in a complete victory. Without firing a single shot and not a single person was wounded, they completely annihilated more than 350 Soviet soldiers guarding the bridge, creating a miracle in the history of warfare.

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