"Where did the Germans come from?" This is an important question on the minds of Soviet soldiers right now.

Why did the tanks and armored vehicles of the German units have already rushed into the barracks, and everyone does not know that the enemy has come.

"Hell! Isn't this the rear? A soldier whined loudly as he bent over to dodge the bullets that flew by.

Before his companion could reply, he was shot in the stomach by a bullet, and then sieveed by more bullets that followed.

Of course, he was not able to answer the question about the rear and the front, and he fell to the ground without a sound.

Soviet soldiers were desperately trying to dodge the bullets around them, but most of the recruits did not even have the right military skills.

It is difficult to expect these people to fight back with some strong men, and these soldiers are too unruly to even rout.

The advance of the German troops, for these people, was almost like a massacre. The soldiers who were hiding in the barracks were blown to a bloody pulp by the German infantry with grenades.

The soldiers who escaped from the barracks were strafed into a sieve by machine-gun bullets and collapsed at the door of the barracks. A few people ran desperately like the woods behind them, and only a few managed to escape from this purgatory.

A Mosin Nagant rifle was picked up from the wall, and a Soviet commander was somewhat calm. He looked at the few soldiers beside him and ordered, "What are you doing in a daze?" Pick up arms and fight back! ”

The Soviet recruits, who had not really experienced the baptism of bullets, trembled to the wall made of wooden nails and stretched out their hands to get those brand-new rifles.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "From behind the wall, a sudden volley of bullets came in, leaving an untidy row of bullet holes in the wall.

The bullets that flew into the house pierced the chests of several soldiers, and they immediately fell in pools of blood, unable to scream, only squeezing blood out of their throats, making a he-he-he-hea, and struggling to die.

The rest of the soldiers were all lying on the ground at once, unwilling to move half a step, no matter how the officers and instructors around them reprimanded.

The officer carried his rifle, sighed helplessly, and shouted loudly to the instructor beside him: "Get out of here, take them and kill the two of us!" ”

After shouting this, he rushed out of the door on the other side without looking back. The instructor didn't leave, he was still trying to pull the recruits up from the floor, who were scared to death.

The scene was very chaotic, and the commander who rushed out did not know whether he was alive or dead, but the people who stayed behind were indeed more dangerous.

Before the instructor could pull everyone up from the floor, a grenade rolled into the barracks.

"I'm X!" At this moment, the instructor regretted his decision to stay with these recruits.

Then in the next second, the egg-shaped grenade produced by Germany exploded in the room, blowing up all the dozen or so remaining Soviet soldiers in the room.

The Soviet commander, who left the barracks, tried to gather his comrades who had the courage to take up arms.

The soldiers retreated after him, and together there were not even ten men. They ran all the way backwards, until the gunfire was thin, and then stopped to catch their breath.

"Who's got the radio?" The Soviet officer looked at his companions and asked.

Everyone looked at each other, wasn't the radio station at the battalion headquarters? Who can run to the battalion headquarters in that kind of chaos to take a look, whether the radio is there or not?

"I, we didn't go to the battalion headquarters......" A few people who were apprehensive shook their heads and replied: "We are so scared, how did the Germans come here?" ”

"Aren't there two lines of defense before us? There was no news, why did the Germans rush over? One of the recruits asked, looking at his commander.

He had forgotten to call him comrade, and he had forgotten that the person he spoke to was his commander. Although the other party is only a platoon commander, he is only a new recruit.

At this time, there was no one to inquire about the question of what to call it, and the Soviet commander shook his head depressedly and replied: "I don't know what is going on. ”

It stands to reason that the Germans would have to attack a defensive line and then take control of the nearest important bridge in order to quickly advance to where they were.

However, even if the Soviet defense line may be quickly broken by the German army, there are several outposts and hundreds of soldiers stationed near the vital bridge!

If the German soldiers had attacked there, the sappers would have blown up that bridge - if they were not fools.

"Damn! The Germans must have taken control of the bridge! "The Soviet commander realized the crux of the matter.

He looked at his men, if the Germans had already taken control of the bridge, several recruit units in the vicinity were estimated to be in danger.

The Germans could sweep away all the nearby troops in one day, and behind these troops was almost Vetebsk!

Without the guards of these soldiers, Vitebsk would not have been able to hold out for long. As soon as the German assault forces occupied there, Smolensk was in danger.

"Hurry to the division headquarters as soon as possible! Fast! We had to find a radio station with the news that the bridge might be occupied by the Germans! The officer looked at a few soldiers around him and arranged a more suitable task.

It is absolutely unrealistic to expect them to stay and hold off the Germans. It is much more appropriate to run away with them, and go back to report the news in the name of beauty.

When everyone heard this reasonable task, they all nodded, after all, they escaped from the battle, but they had to affect their families and were sent to Siberia to serve their sentences.

So these soldiers, who only had a few guns and not even many bullets, chose the general direction of the division headquarters and began to retreat cautiously.

It's just a pity that when they retreated to the division headquarters, they found that it had actually been occupied by the Germans.

The Germans attacked at a much faster pace than the Soviet soldiers on foot. Moreover, the advance route of the German army was fast along the road, and the fleeing Soviet troops could not choose the road.

The Soviets could only avoid the German attacking forces, as well as the infantry and trucks that followed.

They were not able to return to the division headquarters to find the radio, and certainly did not dare to disturb the German troops who occupied the division headquarters and were carrying corpses and cleaning the battlefield.

A few men reluctantly continued to retreat, this time in a farther direction: they were going to Vitebsk, where they reported that the Germans had arrived.