Chapter Forty-Eight: Smashing the Shell

After more than 1 hour of bombing by German aircraft and shelling, the Russian positions have become a scorched earth, the potholed ground makes people feel as if they have reached the surface of the moon, the two small villages occupied by the Russian army have also been hit, many low houses are only broken walls, the harvested fields are full of burned grass ash, many trenches are incomplete, and the low wails and painful moans of the wounded soldiers are everywhere.

Suddenly, a burst of cheers erupted in the center of the originally lifeless Russian positions, and soon, this cheering spread to the entire Russian army positions.

"It seems that they have also received the news that the Russian army in the east has captured Kimon!" In the distance, inside the German headquarters, Matthew sighed heavily, he had not yet told his soldiers the news.

"Indeed, this news has become a lifesaver for them, and their resistance will become very strong in the future!" Olg looked worried at this time, in the afternoon they launched a large-scale attack, and finally captured the outer positions of the Russian army, but their own losses were not small, originally in this situation should wait for the Russian army's morale, physical strength, ammunition and spirit to drop to the lowest point or even collapse before attacking, but now they don't have much time.

"Casualties are inevitable, and we should charge desperately until we annihilate these Russians all!" François said disdainfully that his 1st Army had been the hardest and had suffered the greatest casualties in the afternoon's battle.

"General François, after we destroy this Russian army, we will have to fight against the Russian army that is surrounding us, now we should try our best to save our vitality, I heard that it is the most elite Russian guards who surround us!" Olg's Panzer Corps was now half redeployed, and only more than 50 armored vehicles and more than 900 motorcycles could be used for the attack, and the combat effectiveness was already much less than before, but fortunately, the morale of the German soldiers, who did not know that they had fallen into a larger encirclement, was still very strong.

"What about the Guards? I'm going to show the Russians what it means to be elite! François pounded the table excitedly, and to him the Russians seemed to be sheep's land.

"Yes! We must deal with the Russians here as soon as possible. I suggest attacking again, with all your might! As soon as Matthew said this, François agreed. Olg thought for a while and agreed, the Russians were clearly short of ammunition in the afternoon battle, and there was a high probability of victory in the first attack.

"Oh well! We split up. A general offensive will be launched in half an hour! This time we were only able to prepare for artillery fire for half an hour, and there were not many shells left, and almost the entire corps of artillery shells was now with us! ”

They then reported the situation to the corps command, and Chentian was busy stationing the armored and motorized units transferred from the Panzer Corps with an infantry division of the 3rd Army to the north of Bialystok to prevent Kimon's Russian forces from attacking from the north. He had no better idea of what to do with the Russian troops to the west, so he approved their plan.

As Olg estimated, General Ruzsky's Russian soldiers had only four rounds of ammunition in their hands, which was not enough to fill the rifle bays, and many of the machine guns had already been "out of food", and the food they had looted from nearby villages was not enough for them to have a supper, and many soldiers even picked up ears of wheat "with gusto". But at this time, Ruzsky was full of confidence. He was convinced that Aglini's forces would soon break the siege for him, and that he would soon be one of the heroes of the defeat of the German army, and then they could march eastward, defeat Austria-Hungary, and then break into German territory, and finally win the victory and glory. Thinking of this, Ruzsky swept away the gloom on his face for the day, and then began to drive his soldiers to dig trenches. In fact, the area has been dug up and is littered with trenches and foxholes. In the eyes of the German soldiers and the Polish people, Ruzski's name of "stopping German armored vehicles" was simply a serious damage to the environment, and many Poles even threatened to dig up Ruzski's garden.

One way or another, Ruzsky's soldiers were digging tirelessly. It was only when the German shells fell again that they hid in the trenches like rats.

The earth shook again, and the pungent smell of saltpeter had become the most familiar thing for the soldiers. The German artillerymen happily stuffed shells into the chambers again and again, as if a few or even a dozen Russian soldiers would fall if this cannon was ejected, but in fact, the lethality of these shells gradually decreased as the Russian trenches became deeper and deeper.

In less than half an hour, the German artillery fire stopped, and the Russian soldiers, as usual, raised their heads again and saw a large number of German vehicles and soldiers in front of the position, each with 30,000 German soldiers charging from the northeast and two directions, and in the west, 52 armored vehicles, 700 motorcycles and 8,000 infantry also poured in like a tide.

Every Russian soldier received an order from his superiors: fight the bayonet after the bullet, use the butt of the bayonet when the bayonet is broken, use the fist when the butt is broken, and block the German attack no matter what!

Matthew and François were no longer in the mood and interest to make their infantry lined up into a neat infantry phalanx, anyway, the Russian artillery had already been dumb fire, and the wave of soldiers rushed straight up, at the beginning the Russian army still had sporadic machine gun fire, and after a while, only the lonely sound of the rifle remained, and finally even the rifle did not speak, and a long Russian soldier climbed out of the trench, tilted the bayonet, and then began to rush towards the Germans. The black lines were much thinner in the face of the huge gray wave, but as more and more Russian soldiers crawled out of the trenches, the two sides looked more and more evenly matched.

This time, time rewinds to the era of cold weapons, and soldiers on both sides rush into each other's ranks with bayonets in oblique hands, and the sound of fierce metal collisions is endless. Compared with fighting, the physical conditions of the two sides are comparable, the Russians advocate fighting bayonets more, and they practice more in peacetime, but the German soldiers are physically and mentally superior to each other at this time, and the difference in numbers is not very large.

At this time, the armored forces of Ogle attacking from the south became the hope of the Germans to break the stalemate, but they were attacked by the Russians' manipulation tactics.

A German armored fighting vehicle staggered forward in the potholed field, and the driver stared at the narrow observation slit, suddenly trying to bypass the wide and long trench dug by the Russian soldiers, and suddenly avoiding the craters left by the German artillery fire, and the car was so jolting that the soldiers in the carriage were a little dizzy and wanted to vomit. They also have to shoot at the Russian soldiers who jump out of the trenches at any time, which is really embarrassing. Just after rounding the bay of ninety-nine eighty-one. A Russian soldier suddenly appeared on the right side of the armored car, and to everyone's horror, the guy actually had a small bundle of grenades in his hand, and he pounced on it with lightning speed. There was a loud bang, and a huge fireball exploded from the armored car, leaving only a frame under the raging flames.

"Cars, be careful, don't let the Russians get close!" A commander-like figure poked his head out of his armored vehicle and shouted at the armored vehicles around him. The soldiers inside the armored car were highly concentrated. Russians often jumped out of the trenches when they were met with cross-fire from several machine guns.

Finally, the armored units advanced hundreds of meters into the heart of the Russian army, and behind them, the infantry followed hundreds of motorcycles slowly on the potholed ground. At this time, the first few armored vehicles suddenly fell into the trap of the Russians and could not move, and then several grenades flew out of the nearby trenches, and the soldiers on the armored vehicles had to jump out of the vehicles in confusion. Shoot while retreating. The other armoured vehicles also found themselves unable to advance, and the Russians dug a wide trench on the ground there, and the armoured vehicles and motorcycles had to stop on the side of the trench for fire support, and the infantry rushed through the trench alone.

By this time, Org had already lost 17 armored vehicles, 12 of which fell into the trap of the Russians, and his infantry was soon bogged down in a bayonet battle.

Just as François's infantry was gaining an advantage in hand-to-hand combat, a large black shadow suddenly appeared on the horizon in the distance, and François saw through the telescope tens of thousands of Russian cavalry pouring in from the vicinity of the small village. Judging from the numbers, this time the Russian cavalry has poured out.

"Machine gun ready! Artillery aims at the opposing cavalry for 5 minutes of rapid fire! ”

Soon, German shells exploded in the middle of the Russian cavalry, and as shrapnel flew, pieces of horses and cavalry fell with a bang. became the hoof of the follow-up troops, but they did not pay more than half of the cavalry on the road to the German infantry because of the German artillery fire and the dense machine-gun fire on the flanks of the infantry phalanx, but the remaining cavalry successfully rushed into the mixed German and Russian infantry, and the advantage of the cavalry was undoubtedly reflected at this time, they slashed and killed the German soldiers, and the German infantry in the superior number gradually could not hold on and began to retreat.

Gradually, the German infantry disengaged from the other side, but at this time the Russians did not pursue and did not withdraw to the trenches, but stood on the ground and cheered and celebrated, and the cavalry kept waving their sabers back and forth.

"Stupid Russians!" François spat out a sentence contemptuously, and when the German soldiers went behind the machine guns, the Russians realized that they were still within the range of the opponent's heavy machine guns, and it was only the fierce battle between the two sides just now that those terrifying machine guns had no room to play.

"Shoot!" François gave this order so firmly, so freely. Hundreds of heavy machine guns rattled out. The Russian soldiers fell straight down like straw, and the cavalry on tall horses were covered in blood from flying bullets. Thick shells quickly piled up under the machine gunner's feet, and when the machine guns stopped firing, the clanging of the last few bullets against the ground was so crisp. At this time, there were no standing lives left on the Russian position, and many war horses were twitching in the blood, wailing and moaning all over the field.

"Rush!" An earth-shattering shout erupted from among the German infantry, who had just been forced to withdraw from their positions, and the bright bayonets were raised again, this time François had no reservations, and all reserves joined the charge.

Matthew's 4th Army went most smoothly, his infantry single-charge crushed the few Russian troops opposite him, and the whole land was full of gray uniforms running, and small pieces of Russian troops were surrounded and engulfed by them. Half an hour later, the last Russian soldier stopped resisting.

The stubborn shells of the Russian army in the west were finally smashed, and more than 100,000 German soldiers brandished their weapons and shouted indulgently, unaware that they would soon have to fight a more powerful enemy on the periphery.