On the evening of the 20th, after three consecutive shifts of civil engineering work by the soldiers, three trenches were finally dug under the city of Daugavpils. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Commander Cronin sent a lot of troops to sabotage, the Soviet troops who left the city lost the shelter of the city walls and often never returned. The Soviet troops had no choice but to watch the Polish troops repair the walls under their noses.

"Shall we sneak up on them for a while tonight?" Commander Baginsky said eagerly.

Koval looked at the others.

Lieutenant Colonel Tadeush thought for a moment and said: "Our advantage lies in the firepower and the well-trained troops, and the advantage of the Soviet army lies in the geographical advantage. Night battles are not conducive to giving full play to the superiority of our artillery, so let's wait until tomorrow! ”

Fearing that the Polish army would lose too much in the street fighting, Koval spent the next few days explaining all the combat techniques he knew to the soldiers of the other two infantry regiments, and gave some small and very practical suggestions for their situation.

"Sir, let's move the artillery unit forward a certain distance, so that the error of the shells will be smaller, and we can provide more accurate fire support." Koval suggested to his lieutenant colonel out of the city.

"How far do you want to move below the city?" Lieutenant Colonel Tadeush asked, who also saw that the strike of long-range artillery was not very effective.

"A thousand meters." Koval thought for a moment and said the distance in his heart.

"It's too close!" Lieutenant Colonel Tadeush immediately said: "At such a close distance, our artillery is very vulnerable to a fatal blow from Soviet artillery. ”

After saying that, he seemed to think that Koval's suggestion was still good, and said euphemistically: "What do you think of placing the artillery two kilometers away from Daugavpils?" ”

Koval looked at Lieutenant Colonel Tadeusz's nervous appearance, understood that this was already the limit in his heart, and nodded.

So Lieutenant Colonel Tadeusz deployed half of his artillery and arranged the road under the cover of night in a trench two kilometers from the city.

In the early morning of the 21st, the Polish troops moved along the winding trenches towards the city of Daugavpils.

Sixteen artillery pieces lying in ambush behind the position fired blankly at the Soviet fortifications to the north, and in just ten minutes, hundreds of 77mm shells fell on the Soviet fortifications.

The Soviet fortifications were bombed and looked in disarray, many holes appeared on the north side of the houses, and sandbags blocking several street entrances were also blown up, and sand was scattered all over the ground.

The Soviet troops did not put up any resistance and waited quietly.

At a distance of a hundred meters from the Soviet fortifications, here was the end of the trenches dug by the Poles, where the Polish siege troops were nervously on standby.

Alex held a periscope and lifted the corner of the camouflage net above his head, carefully observing the Soviet defenses.

In order to avoid the shelling of the Polish troops, the Soviet soldiers, who were hiding on the first line north of the city, also had to adjust their positions.

Alex observed the firepower of the Soviet troops in this way, and after a while, he turned around and picked up a pen and drew the firepower of the Soviet troops on a piece of paper, and said seriously to the leaders behind him: "In front of us is a street entrance, the Soviet troops dug a trench, put barbed wire, and behind there are sandbags of fortifications, and there must be a machine gun arranged here. On either side was a row of two-story houses, in which Soviet troops were supposed to be defended. They machine guns were probably arranged behind the windows. ”

"Captain, where is our breakthrough?" The officer in the back asked.

"We have a breakthrough on the left, and when we are ready to attack, the sniper team will cover behind and take out the machine gunners on the opposite side as soon as possible. The machine gun team was responsible for fire suppression, the assault team was in the past, and the demolition team kept up with the ・・・・・・" Alex skillfully arranged the tasks and order of action of each group.

At the sound of a trumpet, three Polish siege squads lifted their camouflage almost simultaneously, rushed out of the trenches, and rushed towards the fortifications of the Soviet troops. The soldiers of the sniper group lay on the edge of the trenches, and the guns hung with camouflage cloth were pointed in the direction of the Soviet troops. The light machine guns of the machine gun crew were erected on top of the trench, and several soldiers carried sandbags and piled them on both sides of it as protection.

Sixteen 77mm guns fired the last round of shells five kilometers behind and adjusted the angle, and the landing point of the shells advanced to block the positions of the Soviet troops that were delaying the first line of the Soviet troops behind.

Hearing the trumpet of the Polish troops, the Soviet soldiers immediately ran quickly from the south side of the house back to their positions on the north side.

By the time they were sticking their guns out of the fortifications, the Polish machine-gun crews who had been waiting for a long time had pulled the trigger, and the clatter of gunfire swept through windows, holes in shells, and other places where Soviet soldiers might be hiding.

The Soviet soldiers in a hurry were killed and wounded several by machine guns, and the Soviet soldiers who followed behind had no choice but to shoot indiscriminately outside.

"Heavy machine guns! Shoot the Poles' machine guns out of me. The Soviet troops immediately shouted.

Several Soviet soldiers carried a heavy machine gun to the window and set it up. The Soviet machine gunner tightened his grip on the handle, pulled the trigger, and fired at the Polish soldier below as he turned around and moved the muzzle of the gun towards the Polish machine gun.

"Bell!" A bullet hit the thick shield in front of the Soviet heavy machine gun, and the Soviet machine gunner held on to the trigger of the heavy machine gun with a flushed face. Every Heavy knows that he will be the most cared for by the enemy on the battlefield.

"!" A Soviet precision shooter sighed as he looked at the still roaring Soviet machine gun.

He continued to aim his rifle at the Soviet heavy machine gun, but the constantly shaking shield blocked his angle of fire. He put his right index finger in the trigger sleeve and waited for the next opportunity.

The soldiers of the Polish commando team charged with all their might, and in just a few seconds they had already crossed a distance of fifty meters.

Two of the Polish commandos were swept away by the sudden onslaught of Soviet heavy machine guns, and the other soldiers immediately avoided the direction of their muzzles, and some of them pulled out their grenades and threw them into the Soviet army's fortifications.

A stout Polish soldier pulled out a grenade, glanced at the location of the Soviet heavy machine gun, and threw the grenade as he ran forward.

The grenade flew in a beautiful arc in the air and exploded in the window of the Soviet heavy machine gun, and the shrapnel flew in all directions, killing and wounding four or five Soviet soldiers next to the heavy machine gun at once.

A Soviet heavy machine gun finally stopped firing frantically.