Chapter 1262: Night Attack
This improvement, of course, is relative to the past, in the past, the commander of the Italian army would only order the soldiers to charge in a swarm, without any complicated tactical command at all.
In fact, even if there is a complex, it is useless, because the Italian soldiers will not seriously carry out orders, and for an army that wants to run away when it sees the enemy's tank charge, it simply does not have the ability to carry out complex actions.
Now it is different, the current Italian army, the situation has improved greatly, just after Major General Aresca gave the order, the grassroots commanders were also able to quickly understand Major General Aresca's intentions and carry them out according to his plan.
Half of the tank troops will continue to stay where they are and launch a feint to attract the attention of the defenders, while the other half of the tank troops, as well as a large number of infantry, will take advantage of the darkness to touch the other side of the city, at this time the eastern part of the city must be negligent, and the infantry will rush into the city with the tanks.
At the same time, which tank units, which streets to attack, which infantry to accompany them, were planned in detail, and their actions were almost methodically copying the training programs of German instructors.
After planning for more than half an hour, the night was completely dark.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A huge roar, which sounded in the rear of the Italian positions, was the artillery to which their armored group belonged, firing fiercely at the positions of the Soviet troops!
No wonder the Italian troops did not go on the offensive and dragged it until now, it turned out that they were waiting for their artillery!
The ground shook, the large-caliber grenade exploded on the ground, and in an instant it was a big pit, and the Soviet soldiers hiding in the fortifications had ugly faces.
The scene of this shelling was enough to make the recruits pee their pants in fright, especially those who had just organized the rout, and there were already signs of unstable morale.
"The shells of the Germans have a small charge, and under the same caliber, they cannot be compared with our guns at all." In the trenches, the company commander Boris spoke at the top of his voice, and his words really attracted those soldiers who had already retreated.
"Back then, on the battlefield in Poland, we killed hundreds of Polish cavalry with one shot, and later, we ate horse meat for half a month, and now, we have turned our stomachs when we smell horse meat. You kid, what are you laughing at! Don't think about eating horse meat, if you really want to eat it, it's only your ability to eat our commander's horse. ”
"However, when it comes to eating, everyone should be glad that there are whole boxes of canned fish in the warehouse of our train station, these days, we don't have to worry, we can eat canned food every day."
"When the shelling is over, the cans should be brought in later."
Boris's ease infected everyone, and the organized rout soldiers gradually stopped being afraid, and they looked at the traffic trench dug just in the afternoon behind them, hoping that they could bring canned food from the rear.
Sure enough, in the midst of heavy artillery fire, footsteps were heard in the traffic trench behind him.
"Dinner is coming, canned food, everyone has it, don't worry." People dressed as citizens, while bending over, shouted.
In a short period of time, Lukin not only reorganized the defeated army, but also organized the citizens, relying on these citizens to deliver food to the front.
The battle was about to begin, and Lukin knew that this would be a tragic offensive and defensive battle, and a large number of soldiers would die in this battle, so he was not stingy, anyway, this place was lost, and all the supplies had to be cheapened by the Germans, so it was better to give it to the army now.
Canned, for everyone!
Most of the people who came spontaneously were young people, who, under the leadership of the old Bolsheviks, braved artillery fire and brought food to the front.
Holding the can, even Boris's eyes lit up, when did he eat canned food last month? It seems like half a year ago, right? After that exercise, the cans were distributed.
This time, sure enough, everyone had it.
Picking up the bayonet and picking open the can, Boris was just about to pick up a piece and stuff it into his mouth when he felt a tremor in the ground.
Not good!
After the artillery fire, sure enough, the opposing troops came up.
"Attention, the enemy's tanks are coming, demolition team, prepare!"
Hearing his order, several young warriors agreed, picking up bundles of grenades.
At night, in fact, it is beneficial to the defenders, during the day, the tanks can open fire from a distance of several hundred meters, hitting various fire points, and the infantry can only be beaten, but at night it is different.
Needless to say, the anti-tank guns on your side, as well as the tanks that spread out the defense, even your own infantry can also pop out with grenades and crawl over to blow up the opponent's tanks, and the darkness will cover them quite well.
"Don't worry, eat first!" Boris looked at his fighters and said.
It's easy to open meat once, so let's eat it first.
Suddenly, the sky was shining, and several flares pierced the darkness of the night sky, and under the illumination of the flares, the defenders' anti-tank gunners opened fire first.
The 45-mm armor-piercing projectile flew to the opposite side with a whistling roar, but in the dark, their accuracy was not very high, and there was almost no success.
The opposing tanks of the Mercedes are also firing, trying to eliminate these fire points, almost the same is ineffective, in the dark, no one can shoot particularly accurately.
However, I still saw the large number of infantry following behind the opponent's tank.
"Demolition team, up!" Boris gave the order.
As the opposing tanks continued to approach, the fierce battle began.
Inside the city, Lukin was looking at the city defense map hanging on the wall, and the enemy's attack made him a little confused.
If it was a night attack, why would there be such a massive artillery bombardment? Supposedly, a night attack should be a sneak attack!
Moreover, the time of the night attack was not right, they should have been a few more hours, and by the early hours of the morning, it was the time when the defenders were most sleepy and tired, and at that time the sneak attack was the highest.
Now, the IQ of the opposing commander, as if it had decreased, actually launched such a night attack?
"Commander, the enemy's attack was repulsed by us." At this moment, the adjutant came in and said to him: "Right now, the fighters at the front are highly motivated. ”
The defeated soldiers were organized, and they were afraid that they would retreat, but as a result, the enemy's attack was repulsed, and the defeated soldiers were even more excited.
Lukin nodded, such a huge attack, retreating after a little contact, this is definitely a feint, so, where is their main attack? His eyes looked at the eastern part of the city, and suddenly his face changed: "Quick, gather reserves!" ”