A dry grass, which had already withered and yellowed, suddenly moved slowly, and behind this hay, a telescope was looking through the gap between the blades of grass, observing the situation in the distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's already October, so there aren't many insects roaming the grass anymore, and now the color here is a little darker, not at all green and distinct.

"About 500 people! An infantry battalion...... The Soviets are really willing to pay for it! While looking at the Soviet soldiers who were gathering in the distance, the battalion commander of the German infantry unit, muttered with a straw stick in his mouth.

"There are 5 Maxim heavy machine guns, and the firepower is not very strong...... They weren't ready at all. Next to the battalion commander, an officer kneeling in the traffic trench, said with a sneer.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, the German battalion commander shrank back into the trench: "I can't see all the firepower, maybe they have more machine guns." ”

Without seeing the mortars of the Soviets, the battalion commander still had a feeling of unsteadiness in his heart, he knew that war could break out at any time, so he had to be fully prepared.

Behind his infantry battalion, there was another infantry battalion, then the division headquarters and artillery positions, and then behind it there were the reserves and the army headquarters......

The entire line of defense was laid out in depth, with a depth of more than thirty kilometers, and the Germans prepared very wide minefields and countless firing points in order to stop the offensive of the Soviet troops.

Although most of the fire points are temporary, these criss-crossing firepower can definitely kill the enemy attacking it to the greatest extent.

In the vicinity of these firing points, thousands of anti-tank guns and hundreds of Stalker tank destroyers were also in ambush.

These Chaser tank destroyers were to work with the Artillery's No. 3 assault gun to stop the Soviet attack on the front.

When the Soviet offensive is stopped, the German armored forces will immediately take a counterattack posture, cut off the flanks of these Soviet attacking forces from the flank, and annihilate all these troops in the border area in one go.

As for why the tank forces were used to counterattack, the main purpose was to crush the Soviet offensive forces and spread the flames of war to the territory of the Soviet Union before the Soviet troops threatened Romania.

The plan was a defensive counterattack plan drawn up by the Supreme Command, and it was the closest to a realistic defense plan that the German Army could now handle.

Most of the other operational plans on the Eastern Front were offensive operational plans, and there were few tactical arrangements in defensive situations.

"Oh God! The guns of the Soviets are less than 200 meters away from our borders, what the hell! Inside the trenches, the battalion officers complained to their commanders.

The battalion commander was also very depressed, his infantry battalion was placed in the first line of defense, and once both sides began to attack, of course, the casualties were absolutely beyond imagination.

Although relying on favorable terrain and fortifications such as trenches, the opponent is also in a state of attack, and will inevitably show the greatest determination to attack in the first round.

"If they really plan to attack here, then I think they will definitely bombard our positions with artillery first......" In the trenches, the battalion commander looked at the officers around him, guessing what it would be like when the war broke out.

"I bet at least 100 shells will fall on top of our heads, and the whole position will be blown off." The officer pressed his pistol and replied.

"Perhaps...... We also have our own artillery support, and there will also be shells that fall on the opposing side's crowd...... Who knows? The officer took a cigarette from his jacket pocket, handed it to his battalion commander, and then pulled out another one and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking the cigarette, the battalion commander put it between his lips, leaned in front of the other party, lit his own cigarette with a match, and then crawled along the shallow traffic trench to his own headquarters behind.

And the officer also followed behind the battalion commander, bending over and pouting his ass, crawling little by little, and left the original place.

"If we knew we were going to be stationed here, we should have built this place more decently." While crawling, the officer who followed behind complained.

The battalion commander in front finally returned to the main fortification, looked at the nearby contour line map hanging on the wall, and highlighted a puff of smoke.

At this time, the officer who followed behind also climbed into the headquarters: "Now all we can do is wait, waiting for the Soviets to cross the border." ”

In order to avoid an early conflict with the Soviet Union, the message from the Army General Headquarters was that the Germans were forbidden to take the lead in firing on the Soviet Union. They could only passively wait, waiting for the Soviets to attack first,

Even though the Soviets had amassed a large number of troops on the border, they were still not ready for this war. As if with the Soviets, far from being ready.

"Don't wait too long! I bet within 24 hours the Soviets will be crossing the border and attacking us. "Because a war that both sides know is about to begin, the air at this moment is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

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In front of the Soviets' offensive position, the Soviet battalion commander seemed to sense that someone was watching him, and turned his head to look at the small high ground in the distance.

From a distance, there was no one. There seemed to be only dead grass and a few pitiful vegetation that could easily be cleaned up by artillery fire.

Then, as long as the Soviet soldiers attack step by step and hit the commanding heights, they will be considered to have completed the mission.

"What are you kidding? Let my men attack this little high ground from the front? The battalion commander of the Soviet army took the order from the hands of the commissar, carefully looked at the contents of it, and scolded in his heart.

He knew, of course, that the Germans were not alone on their positions. On the contrary, the seemingly quiet side of the German border seemed to him to be no different from hell.

As a commander, he seemed to have seen the German machine guns slaughter his soldiers from both flanks, and the Soviet troops, who were overwhelmed, would be killed one by one by mortar in the potholes of the attack.

However, in front of the political commissar, he couldn't casually say something rebellious, so he changed his words and euphemistically admonished: "Comrade political commissar, just a frontal attack, it is easy to be suppressed by the enemy's two flanks of firepower, do we change our tactics, the effect may be better......

"There is simply no need for this, and there is no room for us to lay out our tactics, Comrade Battalion Commander." When the political commissar mentioned this matter, he also felt a little regretful.

I saw him point to the two wings with his fingers, and continued to explain: "The offensive front of our battalion is only more than 300 meters wide, and it is impossible to deploy troops at all...... We can only attack head-on, and that's the task that has been set. ”

On an offensive front more than 300 meters wide, people huddled together, and then attacked the enemy's positions? When the battalion commander of the USSR heard about this plan, he really wanted to scold the street.

But he couldn't speak, because he knew that the person who formulated this battle plan was either the political commissar of the division headquarters or the political commissar of the military headquarters, and they were all existences that he could not provoke.

Now, as a battalion commander of a front-line unit, he knows that his troops, with only two ammunition bases in their hands, will not be able to withstand a long-term attrition of offensive operations.

But now, he has no choice at all, he can only lead the troops to attack, listen to the words of the generals and political commissars who don't understand anything, and implement a battle plan that is close to death.

Although, he knew that his troops were not prepared at all, they still had too many things to learn, and too many skills to train and master personally.

Even so, the Soviet battalion commander decided to launch an attack on the German positions with his men at any cost.

"Comrades! Get ready to attack! We are the great Bolsheviks! We are soldiers of the Soviets! Death doesn't take a step back! Fight the Germans to the end! Behind the battalion commander, the commissar has begun to take the trouble to mobilize the morale of his troops.

When the sound of mobilization reached the German positions, it had become indistinct due to diffusion, but the Germans were still nervous, clenched their weapons, and waited for a desperate struggle to come.

Just when the Soviet soldiers were already boiling with blood and were willing to die for the motherland, in the open space behind the Soviet position, a war horse galloped quickly.

The signal soldier on horseback stopped galloping in front of the commander of this infantry battalion in the Soviet Union, looked at the Soviet soldiers in front of him, and asked with the reins: "Comrade battalion commander, is there still Comrade Political Commissar?" I have important orders to convey. ”

The Soviet battalion commander who was not far in front of him stood up and saluted, and said: "I am the battalion commander of this battalion, and this is Comrade Political Commissar!" ”

"Hello! Comrade Political Commissar! I am a signal corpsman directly under the division headquarters, and this time I have been ordered to make a personal announcement, so please remember it carefully. Turning over and dismounting, the signal soldier stretched out his hand and shook hands with the political commissar of the battalion headquarters who refused to smile.

"I have come this time to announce something...... The supreme order was given by the army group, all troops left the front-line offensive positions, and the task was canceled! Looking at the nervous political commissar and the battalion commander, the signal corpsman opened his mouth and said the change of combat order this time.

"This ...... This can't be ......" The political commissar looked incredulous, and said to the signal corpsman who delivered the message: "I have just received a combat order from the regimental headquarters. ”

"Comrade Commissar...... This order was issued by the command of the group army, and if you have any doubts, you can immediately contact the division headquarters to confirm my identity and the authenticity of the order. Hearing the political commissar's questioning, the signal soldier hurriedly opened his mouth and defended himself.