When the main force of the Viking Division pressed up, this was definitely not the last straw that broke the camel's back, but a boulder that broke the camel's back, and a large number of tanks pressed towards the position where the 20th Tank Division was fleeing!

A large number of tanks were indiscriminately abandoned on the position, and countless Soviet tankmen were desperately fleeing, but how could their legs be as fast as the tanks?

There was a scream behind him, which was the scream of the soldier who was directly crushed under the tracks of the tank after being chased by the German tank, and this sound caused more people to panic.

I can't escape, what should I do?

Surrender!

So, a large number of Soviet soldiers raised their hands, and they looked at the tanks that were moving, and their faces showed horror and fear.

Not all of them had the courage to persist in the war of resistance, and before the terrible Catch-270 was activated, the surrender of Soviet soldiers was definitely not an isolated case, but a large area, and the entire army surrendered in formation.

Like now.

The purge launched by Stalin purged a large number of experienced commanders, and the grassroots commanders in the army were not skilled in military affairs, but the most thorough implementation of Stalin's line, let them fight among themselves, they were good hands, and now let them fight with the German army, that is absolutely scum!

"Don't care about these captives, let these captives get out of the way!" On the tank, General Felix gave a loud order over the radio: "We don't have time to capture these people, we have to move on, we have to annihilate the main forces of the other side!" ”

Just now, he interrogated several prisoners temporarily, and learned that the number of this tank unit was the 20th Tank Division, which belonged to the 9th Mechanized Corps, and they came in such a hurry that their tanks were running out of fuel, and at the same time, their infantry units were trotting all the way.

In an instant, General Felix knew that his chance had come!

Don't care about these prisoners now, leave these prisoners to the people behind to take them in, now, you have to rely on this kind of momentum, rush to the front, and surround the entire 9th Mechanized Army, they are the most tired moment, it is the time for your own side to harvest them!

Tanks rumbled past, followed by infantry fighting vehicles, also at full speed, and the entire tank force continued to move forward!

Onward, onward!

At this time, less than fifty kilometers from them, the commander of the 9th Mechanized Corps, Major General Rokossovsky, was moving forward with perseverance.

He placed his military headquarters in the 35th Tank Division, but he knew that the 131st Mechanized Division under his command was the weakest, they lacked long-distance mobile vehicles, and they marched on foot.

For this reason, Major General Rokossovsky personally came to the 131st Mechanized Division, and he looked at the soldiers who fell to the ground, and saw them lying down and falling asleep like that, and his heart was also very anxious.

Nearby, there was the sound of gurgling water, and they had already marched to the vicinity of the Stelle River, and they really had no strength, and many soldiers, with dry rations in their hands, had fallen asleep before they had eaten a few bites.

The soldiers were already exhausted by the rapid march on the first day, so what was the use of going to the battlefield? They are ineffective!

In the midst of such worries, he received news that made him even more frightened that the 20th Tank Division in front of him had already exchanged fire with the enemy!

The armored forces of the Germans, who were moving too quickly, greatly exceeded his medical treatment, and Major General Rokossovsky knew that the situation was not good, and he had no choice.

"Quick, order the soldiers, get up at once, and hold the Stelle River, this is our only chance!" Major General Rokossovsky quickly gave the order to the division commander.

The Stry, a tributary of the Dnieper, is also a moat that straddles the north and south of Ukraine.

During the day, the exhausted army, after receiving a new order, woke up from its sleep and finally carried out the order without hesitation.

The platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon, Badakhov, with his small detachment, rode his bicycle and quickly headed towards a bridge over the Stri River.

Yes, it's a bike.

The motorized troops were supposed to be equipped with cars, but unfortunately the bicycles belonging to the 131st Mechanized Division were delayed, resulting in them becoming an army on foot.

And some of the elite detachments in the army, such as the reconnaissance company, need to be equipped with some means of transportation, so bicycles are assigned to them.

In this era, owning a bicycle is definitely quite modern, the bicycle does not consume fuel, does not need to eat forage, is flexible, quite convenient, it is by virtue of these bicycles, the physical consumption of the reconnaissance company, far less than other infantry.

That's why they're best suited to take on the task right now, and they need to get to the bridge as quickly as possible.

The Germans were all mechanized troops, and if there were no bridges, their offensive would have been forcibly contained!

Quick, must be fast!

Everyone was in the wind under their feet, constantly pedaling the pedals, and the bicycle was in the dark night, and the lights shone dimly.

Although they are bicycles, they are not as large as motorcycles, but they can still carry a lot of weapons, such as machine gunner Korolev, who has a DP-27 light machine gun on the tripod inside the girder of his bicycle.

This turntable machine gun, which has been around for more than ten years, has been polished out of the handle, and when it comes to Korolev, it is still regarded as the most beloved weapon, and he sleeps every night with this machine gun in his arms.

Everyone has a bundle of explosives on the back of their bike, and their mission is to blow up the bridge!

The bike bumped along the undulating road, and finally, the bridge was in sight.

"Quick, set up a position on the other side of the bridge, and immediately put our explosives on the legs of the bridge!" Badakhoff shouted loudly, his voice, mingled with the whirring wind, sounding as if he was gasping for breath as well.

"Bang la la blah." When Korolev heard this voice, he couldn't help but curse, damn it, drop the chain at a critical time!

He stopped, threw away his bike, grabbed his machine gun, and tried to rush to the bridge.

The bridgehead to the west was in the direction of the arrival of the Germans, and they were to set up cover positions there until the explosives were placed, and then they could retreat to the east side of the bridge, and then wait for orders to blow up the bridge at any time.

However, just as Korolev picked up his machine gun, he heard the sound of a motorcycle coming from the direction he came.