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The flames, which had been slowly extinguished, suddenly rushed into the whole body of the Soviet officer. His whole body was covered with flames, and his hair immediately burned like a moving torch.

The officer's hair was on fire and the officer was in unbearable pain, and he rolled on the ground like crazy.

A soldier spilled water from the kettle and went to no avail.

"Oh! ! ”

"Oh! Damn it! ”

The onlookers let out bursts of amazement and watched helplessly as the Soviet officers moved back and forth, screaming in pain amid the firewood flames on the tumbling road.

A passing Soviet looked at it, drew his pistol, raised his hand and fired it, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

The fires on the west bank of the Gava River stand out in the darkness of the night.

The Polish artillerymen, who were ready, quickly aimed their guns at their targets.

"Rapid Shooting!"

Dozens of artillery guns aimed at the position of the flames covered the fire.

The Soviet troops were marching around the flames, and dozens of shells fell on the heads of the troops at once.

Boom, boom, boom, on this open land, the impact of the explosion of the cannonballs unleashed its power to the fullest, and one by one the Soviet soldiers were sent to the ground by the explosion.

"Run!"

"Hide!"

One by one, the Soviet soldiers immediately panicked and looked around for obstacles to avoid the shelling.

But on both sides of the road were well-cultivated fields, and there were no ditches or mounds of earth for them to hide.

Finally the Soviet soldiers, threatened by artillery, scattered in all directions.

"Stop shooting!" Lieutenant Colonel Tadeush ordered with a smile as he looked at the place where the flames lit up there were no more enemy troops standing.

The Soviet commander was flying fast, constantly rushing towards the north. Hearing the sound of the cannon stopped, he finally stopped.

"Gather the troops!" The commander of the Soviet regiment ordered to the officers beside him.

One by one, the Soviets slowly stopped and regrouped under the command of the officers.

After more than 20 minutes, the troops finally regrouped.

"Sir, now we have only a thousand men in our four battalions, and the rest of the soldiers have either been blown up or fled in other directions. And all 4 guns we brought with us were finished. ”

"This unit of mine is going to support, and you leave a few people here to continue collecting the scattered soldiers." The commander of the Soviet regiment gritted his teeth and said, now this situation can only lead such a small number of people to fight hard, otherwise he cannot afford to bear the responsibility of the troops suffering such a large loss.

Ivan stayed above the lower positions, anxiously waiting for reinforcements from Daugavpils, and lived like a year.

"Sir, there's a fire in there!"

Ivan watched the reinforcements being blown up by the artillery of the Soviet army under the light of the raging fire, and his heart suddenly cooled.

He ordered: "When the reinforcements come, you will immediately bring them to the front of the position, and then quietly withdraw the first and second battalions to the rear." Ivan summoned two henchmen and commanded in a low voice.

"Sir? This? The two officers looked at Ivan in amazement.

Ivan nodded coldly and said firmly, "Do as I say." ”

"Yes, sir." The two officers immediately nodded in understanding.

The commander of the Soviet regiment ran to the lower positions with the soldiers who were constantly gathering over, panting.

"Thank you Commander Peter for the reinforcements, our troops have been fighting hard for a long time, I hope the elder brother will help the brother!" Ivan took Peter's hand and said gratefully.

Peter, who had suffered so many setbacks tonight, was bent on atonement for his crimes, and walked forward with his troops without doubt.

In the darkness of the night, a group of Soviet soldiers was retreating, following Commander Peter's troops across a trench.

"Huh! What are you doing? Captain Peter asked casually.

An officer covered in blood ran over.

"Commander Peter, you have come in time and thank you so much, I will send this batch of wounded people down first!" The commander of the first battalion said kindly to Peter.

"Okay, I'll push it up for a while." Captain Peter looked at the pontoon bridge in the distance and reached the middle of the river, and said cheerfully.

"Thank you! Thank you! The commander of the first battalion said as he retreated with his troops who were constantly wailing.

Peter commanded his troops to stand in front of the position, set up machine guns, and fired at the bridge-building troops in the river.

In order to save shells, and also because the Soviet troops on the opposite bank had become very slippery and cunning, the two 105mm guns had not fired for several minutes.

Ivanovsky watched as the Soviet troops on the opposite bank suddenly and idiotically put their fire under their guns, and immediately adjusted the angle of fire from their guns.

Two 105mm guns were aimed at two heavy machine guns.

Boom! Two huge explosions rang out above the Soviet position, and the two machine-gun crews and dozens of soldiers next to them suddenly turned into fragmented corpses.

Ivan stood on top of the command point of the land requisition and observed the situation on the other side with a telescope, and was also stunned by the sudden explosion.

Ivanovsky saw a stout Soviet officer with a telescope in a hidden place constantly observing through the telescope, and immediately locked him on as the target of the next round.

The guy with the binoculars on the battlefield is always the priority target for the enemy to eliminate, they are either commanders or artillery observers, and they must be the targets that can get back the money for the shells.

The Polish artillery fired quickly, and before Peter could wake up from the explosion, two more shells flew over.

Peter immediately fell to his knees in his trench.

A cannonball landed directly on the mound in front of Peter. A huge blast rushed straight at Peter, who grunted a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several fragments.

Ivan only felt that all his internal organs had shifted their positions, and a heart-rending pain made him unable to stop the blood in his mouth.

"The regimental commander is injured!" The surviving soldiers around him immediately ran to help him.

Countless memories replayed quickly in Peter's mind, and he struggled to sit down against the trench, suddenly realizing that he had been deceived by Ivan.

"Ivan, you ・・・・・・" Peter straightened up and roared angrily, and before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell backwards weakly, his mouth grunting.

"Commander, what do you want to say?" The officer next to him leaned his ear over as he spoke.

But there were only a few muffled syllables, and I couldn't make out what was being said.

The artillery and machine guns of the Polish army suppressed the positions within three or four hundred meters of the river on the opposite bank.

Parker sent another company up to build a pontoon bridge together. The pontoon bridge continues to stretch towards the east bank of the Gava River.