637 hapless Budyonny
The German tanks stopped advancing in the smoke of gunpowder, and then the retreating Soviet troops ushered in a stormy baptism.
Although the accuracy of the organ rocket launcher is not very good, it has a very huge advantage in terms of coverage shooting.
Dense rockets fell on the positions of the Soviet troops, drowning everything there at once.
Not only the retreating Soviet tanks, but also the Soviet infantry still stationed in their positions.
All of these soldiers were drowned in artillery fire in an instant, and no one could say how heavy the losses were.
However, Wittman, who had seen the rockets washing the ground on the Western Front, saw an even more spectacular sight this time.
The rocket artillery attack on the Western Front, which could already be described as inhumane, was nothing compared to the covering fire on the Eastern Front.
The sound of the explosions was almost indistinguishable, and the Soviet positions in the distance were also hidden in the black smoke raised by the shells in the telescope.
Compared with the severely limited means of air support, ground artillery support is too large and full.
The earth-shattering explosion made the attacking German troops feel afraid, let alone the Soviet troops who were being beaten.
"They should have opened fire sooner......," Wittman muttered, leaning against the tank, through the gap in the machine-gun shield.
"Perhaps, they hope that we can attract more enemy troops to this side, and then suddenly cover the shots." Looking through the scope at the Soviet positions in the distance, Karl? Wegener followed.
"Today, we might be able to take Krupki." Wittman stared at the billowing black smoke of the show, and looked at the Leopard tanks of the 505th Tank Battalion that stopped not far in front of him.
"We don't have a chance to participate in the war, and when those logistics grandfathers fix our radios, we will probably have to wait until tomorrow." Eihoff, who was in charge of debugging the radio, said helplessly.
He was an expert at adjusting the radio channel, and after a few attempts, he found that his radio was malfunctioning.
It's not a bad contact at all, or a weak signal or something like that. He guessed the radio was broken, maybe it was an antenna, or maybe it was some part.
"It's a shame." Weitmann knew that he had just been saved by the tanks of the 505th battalion, which was a shame for him.
It's a shame to be in danger and not be able to get out. As a result, the person who saved himself was still a competitor in terms of record.
It's a shame that whether he wants it or not, things have happened. His tanks were parked behind with scars, and in front of him were the tanks of the 505 battalion.
"Wait for next time, I'll get the yard back!" When Wittman said this, he closed his mouth.
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Budyonny felt that he had definitely not looked at the yellow calendar when he had been out lately - although there was no yellow calendar in the Soviet Union, he realized that he was being unlucky.
When Zhukov was in the Central Theater of Operations, he relied on weak forces to barely stabilize the situation of the war.
This credit Zhukov took away, because he had already been transferred by Stalin to the Southern Theater of Operations as a commander.
Now the commander of the Central Theater of Operations is he Budyonny. And the Germans, after Zhukov left, began a new offensive.
The German attack was so fierce that he was a little desperate, and most of the firepower of an army group was smashed on a section of his line of defense, which was not wide.
If Zhukov's previous arrangement is followed, the defense line near Krupki has become more and more perfect, and the defense is less aggressive, but the defense is more than enough.
But now, it was this defensive strip with three lines of defense and reinforced tanks that was crumbling under the onslaught of German tanks.
"Quick! Call the 30th Army! Let them rush to reinforcements and plug the gap! "An officer was standing next to the map, trying to prevent the Germans from breaking through their own lines.
Budyonny looked at the messy papers on the table, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He has only been in office for two days, and he has not even figured out how many weapons and equipment he has in his hands.
At this time, the Germans launched a fierce attack, or this kind of breakthrough and piercing attack that was not ready for a tug-of-war, which made him a little at a loss.
"The 30th Army is having trouble moving on its side, and the German infantry is attacking their frontal defensive positions." In the distance, an officer holding a telephone receiver replied loudly.
"Then let the 44th Army on the other side reinforce it!" The general who issued the reinforcement order just now didn't care about his demeanor at this time, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.
"The air forces of the Germans are violently bombarding the Krumpy flank...... Our infantry struggled and moved very slowly. In the corner, one officer uneasily told another about his current predicament.
The Germans, both in terms of firepower and the number of tanks, were significantly superior to the Soviet troops fighting head-on.
In this case, it seemed to be a very difficult thing to prevent the Germans from breaking through the defensive line.
Originally, there were about 50,000 Soviet troops fighting nearby, and in the face of the attack of less than 30,000 German troops, there was a superiority in strength.
However, on the front line of Krupki, the German army invested more than 300 Leopard tanks, and the Soviet army was obviously at an absolute disadvantage in this regard.
The 505th Panzer Battalion on the flank, as well as the 501st Panzer Battalion, which had recovered and adapted to the situation on the battlefield, had already torn through the flank defense line of Krupki and was advancing towards the depth of the Soviet army.
If this hole cannot be plugged by the Soviet army, then their defense line will also be in danger of collapsing.
Budyonny raised his head in pain, looked at his men, and ordered: "At all costs, push back the German tank troops!" Counterattack! Counterattack! ”
Stalin had just handed over an important line of defense to him for two days when he was broken through by the enemy. Budyonny could not have imagined what cruel means the great Soviet leader would use against him.
So he could only hope for a counterattack and push the Germans back to keep the crumbling line.
In fact, he didn't have many reserves in his hands, and what he could get his hands on was nothing more than an armored division that had just been transferred from Moscow.
Relying on this panzer division to repel the Germans who had begun to flank and stabilize the flanks of their own defense, Budyonny had only so many countermeasures.
Unfortunately, his Panzer Division was deployed a bit far from the German breakthrough, so it was not necessarily in time.
In any case, Budyonny did not intend to abandon Krupki, so he could only pin all his hopes on this armored division.
And at this time the Germans did not know that the Soviets were preparing a counterattack, not a retreat.