The offensive force in the northeast was very smooth at first, but due to the sneak attack on the rear of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Regiment of the 191st Division of the German Army in the east of Bialystok, the 3rd Company of the 3rd Battalion of the German 982nd Regiment encountered dense Soviet fire and mortar blocking, resulting in the attack of other attacking forces being pinned down by Soviet fire at the same time, and the Speer tank company and the Werther infantry company in the center of the northeast were isolated by artillery fire.

The sound of artillery continued, the light of fire and the smoke filled the streets, and Werther's infantry company lost contact with the tank company. The walkie-talkie kept calling, but there was no answer, and the whole company was exposed on the street, and Witt, realizing that the situation was not good, immediately ordered the troops to find a building on the spot to hide.

"Quick! Get out of here! Hide ...... quickly" Werther's voice was drowned out by the sound of cannonballs.

Without command, the soldiers were like headless flies, fighting on their own, still recklessly rushing forward and striking violently, and soon disappeared into the thick smoke of gunpowder. Second Platoon Lieutenant Schmidt struggled to stop them, but a mortar shell exploded right in front of him, knocking him to the ground.

"Schmidt ......" Werther rushed out desperately, and Private Schumacher and others also hurriedly stepped forward to help, and everyone carried Schmidt away from the dangerous street with all their hands.

Fortunately, no skin trauma was found, except for the mark on the shoulder that was cut by shrapnel. Werther slapped Schmidt in the face and woke him up.

"Second Lieutenant, are you dead?" Seeing Schmidt slowly wake up, Werther was surprised and delighted, and quickly took off his kettle and slowly brought the water to Schmidt's mouth.

"Oh, it's a pretty comfortable place, Lieutenant. Much stronger than the Vistula. Schmidt coughed repeatedly, but joked.

"Is it okay? Lieutenant. Otherwise, I'll let Hank stay and take care of you, and we'll come back to you after we take Bialystok. Werther said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Lieutenant, I'm fine." Schmidt said, sitting up to himself.

"This battle is a bit chaotic, you listen, this is the sound of German-style mortars, which shows that our three battalions and one company still have a considerable part of their combat effectiveness, but I don't know where they are now." Witt wiped the smoke from his face and said.

Suddenly, several shells exploded not far away, and air waves and scattered stones flew all over the sky, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

"Damn Soviets, they used this as a shooting range. That's not going to work, Captain. We need to get out of here. Schmidt patted the stone slag on his body and said loudly.

"Yes, second lieutenant, hurry up and count the numbers, we will immediately avoid this main road, go to the side alley to attack and advance, as long as the direction is good, we can find the central square."

"There's less than a platoon left, lieutenant, and our men are all scattered."

"God willing, hopefully we can see them in the central square. Get up, my brothers, check your equipment, get out of here, and attack forward under the cover of the walk. Witt counted his weapons and rushed out first with his submachine gun.

The attack of the third company was blocked, so that the second regiment of the 191st division of the Soviet army had enough firepower to block the streets where the first company was advancing, disrupting all the deployment of the siege in the northeast. Speer looked back and saw that Werther's infantry company had not followed.

"Stop advancing......" Speer commanded loudly.

"What's wrong, Lieutenant," Herbert asked, puzzled.

"The infantry company didn't keep up, and they may be in trouble. The search could not advance without them, and besides, tanks could not fight anti-tank weapons hidden in dwellings......"

"What to do, Lieutenant."

"The other tanks are on standout, and we'll turn around and pick them up."

"Yes! Turn! The driver, Ernest, replied loudly. The tank emitted a thick puff of black smoke, turned 180 degrees in place, and returned the same way in the rumbling artillery fire.

At this time, the cold guns and cold guns still did not stop, the streets were already unrecognizable, there were potholes everywhere, and the tanks drove very bumpy on such roads. Speer stared closely at the road where he had come, hoping to catch a glimpse of the soldiers of the Witte Infantry Company sooner.

Occasionally, a bullet hit the tank's iron armor, making a crisp metallic crash and a piercing buzzing sound. Speer risked being hit by a stray bullet to continue his search, however, crossing several streets and alleys, he never saw Witt and his soldiers.

At this moment, Bill spotted several German soldiers shooting at the Soviet defenders in the hallway through the thick smoke of gunfire. In contrast, the Germans were unable to fight the condescending defenders hiding in the corridors by relying on the bunkers next to the streets.

"Lieutenant, they've been found! They're right in front. Bill was pleasantly surprised, excitedly pointing to a short distance.

"Where? How I didn't see it. "With the extremely high concentration of fireworks and sporadic shelling, it is really difficult to see the target. The tank had to be ordered to speed up.

"Oh yes, Sergeant. I saw it too, it was them. Okay, guys, listen to the command, 11 o'clock direction, height 10, distance 150, manual correction aiming, two shots ready. Speer immediately ordered the tank to slow down and destroy the enemy.

"Ready!" The crews reported together.

"Put!" Speer seemed to be holding back his stomach.

As red flames erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, a puff of white smoke came out of the entrance of the building, and the rubble flew in all directions like a swarm of exploding bees.

"Put!" Speer continued to order.

As another puff of white smoke came out, there was no movement in the hallway.

"Drive over, quick!" Speer said to Bill.

In Ernest's hands, the tank was like a well-tamely steed, rushing towards the soldiers of the third battalion and one company.

"Hey! Brothers, is there anyone else in the company? Speer asked loudly.

"We're scattered, Lieutenant. The artillery fire just now was so fierce that one of our platoons rushed out, and now there are only these few people left, and the platoon commander is gone. ”

"Are you sure they're all dead? Or if you're injured, come forward, the guns are so loud that I can't hear what you're saying. Speer shouted.

"Don't know where they are, Lieutenant. We attacked and advanced together, and then met with shelling, and then lost contact. ”

"Alright, brothers, you go ahead in seclusion, and we'll go look for the other brothers. Be sure to pay attention to concealment. With that, Speer continued to look back the way he came.

Along the way, there were barricades and barbed wire fences left by the Soviet army everywhere, and there were also many corpses scattered all over the place, both German and Soviet. In the place where the bombs had been intensively bombarded, there were piles of corpses, most of them with blurred flesh and blood, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

"Oh God! How do we find that, Lieutenant. With so many corpses, it is certainly impossible for us to turn them over one by one to confirm them, and besides, some corpses are not recognizable at all. Bill said very competently.

"Don't worry, Sergeant. Look again, get to the intersection in front of you, and decide whether to give up the search. Speer was patient enough to find his countrymen.

"Look! There are two alive "again Bill discovered first."

"Quick! Tell them to come closer, or their lives will be in danger at any time. Speer's throat was a little dry and hoarse, and the smoke made him feel very uncomfortable.

Bill clasped his hands together and shouted with all the force he could feed, when suddenly, a shuttle of bullets struck the tank, sending a cloud of sparks into the tank.

"Don't come here! Get down! Get down! Get down......" Speer and Bill shouted as they shrank their heads into the car.

The two soldiers of the first company did not hear Bill's shouts at all, but found the tank that had turned back first. As soon as he was about to get closer, he was immediately blocked by a machine gun in the corner.

"Good boy! Nearly penetrated both of us at the same time. Damn the Soviets, I've got to slaughter these bitches with my own hands. Bill said in a trembling voice.

"Do you see where they are? Staff sergeant. Speer asked Bill.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant. I can only estimate their approximate location. After the bullet hit the compartment cover, one of them bounced off and fell under the driver's seat, which should have been in the direction of three o'clock. That's right, it's three o'clock. Bill affirmed.

"Very well, brothers, open the lookout on the right," Speer said, moving away from the shells around him and squeezing through.

"See? Lieutenant. Bill asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, Sergeant, they'll show up." Speer wiped the goggles over and over again, still blurry: "Damn, if only I could wipe the dirt off the outside." ”

"That's not easy, I'll go!" Ernest stood up.

"Nonsense! You don't want to die. As soon as Ernest got up, he was held down by Speer.

"There's a way." Bill blinked.

"Say it quickly, what's the solution." Speer looked back at Bill.

"Lure the enemy with a steel helmet!"

"Oh! That's a good idea, you're a bit of a talent! That's it! ”

Speer said, letting them slowly stretch their steel helmets through the skylight hole with a long gong pole......

However, there was no movement for a long time, and the Soviet army was not fooled.

"Damn Soviets!" Bill was so angry that he slammed his steel helmet on the driver's license seat.

"Alright brothers, I have a solution. Prepare for two shots! ......Speer asked everyone to press the bullet first, and then pretended to be ready to leave. At this time, the armored car slowly moved forward, while itself stared at the direction of three o'clock.

After the armored car had gone about thirty meters, Speer finally found a farm garage next to the street on the right, and a dozen Soviet soldiers thought that the tank had left, so they boldly stood up and looked around, although the scope was a little blurry, but Speer was sure that he would not look away.

"Attention, 4 o'clock direction, high and low 3, distance 60, two shots ready, move fast! Hit when you see it, don't wait for my orders. Speer ordered, staring at his target.

Herb ordered the height and direction ruler, activated the power button, and the turret "shabu" to the direction of 4 o'clock......

Before the Soviet soldiers could react, the shells were discharged, and with a loud bang, half of the garage collapsed.

"Put it again!" Speer feared that the attack would not be complete.

Then, with another thud, the entire garage collapsed completely.

"Quick! The muzzle of the gun is zeroed, and the brothers of the company are answered! Bill didn't wait for Speer to speak, and immediately urged Herbert to start the acceleration.

"Why just the two of you? What about others? See your company commander, Lieutenant Fritz Witte? Speer asked anxiously.

"There are no more of our troops behind, my honorable sir. The task of our squad was to be the queen of the palace, and after entering the city, we were subjected to many strong counterattacks by the Soviet troops in the city, and more than a dozen brothers died, and now there are only two of us left. The two soldiers replied with a sad look.

Before the expedition, Rommel had specifically told Speer that Lieutenant Fritz Witte, the commander of the first company of the 3rd Battalion, was a young officer very dear to Mr. President and General Rundstedt, the commander-in-chief of the army, and that he must find a way to ensure his safety before covering the infantry charge, and deliberately promoted the two of them to be partners in this general attack.

It turned out that Fritz Werther had fallen somewhere on this street, and Speer's heart was at a freezing point, and the grief and indignation left him speechless. He stretched out his hand to pull the two soldiers onto the armored vehicle, and then, with tears in his eyes, directed the vehicle to turn around and turn back to the city, which was under fire.

At this time, near the intersection of Sanma Road, Fritz Witte was leading the group to attack in the direction of the central square, and along the way, several soldiers would fall at every intersection, and Witt had a fire in his heart.

Werther began to take the roll call one by one: "Hank", "Conrad", "Lawrenz", "Bayer", "Hooter" answered "yes" to the names.

"There are still eight people in our collective, and as long as we are united, the strength cannot be ignored. Listen, the five men just named are in charge of cover, Schumacher, Schmidt and I rush over first, if I and the two ensigns fall, Hank will pick up the burden and lead everyone to continue the attack towards the central square, no one can be a bad seed! Tell me out loud, do you hear me? Werther's eyes, though bloodshot, were still bright.

"I heard you!" Hank and the others replied loudly.

"Good! Well, I don't usually hurt my brothers in vain! Witt carefully checked their gear and smacked Hank in the shoulder, "We're leaving!" ”

Hank didn't speak, but nodded silently, and then led the others to stare at the opposite window and dangerous hidden objects with guns.

Werther, Schumacher and Schmidt rushed across the street when a dense burst of gunfire rang out in the homes behind them.