In this round of shelling, the 105mm grenade landed more accurately, although it did not hit the artillery directly, but the huge power produced by the explosion of the 105mm grenade still dealt a heavy blow to the Soviet artillery. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The violent explosion directly destroyed the bunkers of the three guns, and the entire fortification had almost collapsed.

The Soviet officers found a cannon that was still intact, and the other surviving artillerymen crawled out of the mound one by one.

"There were only three cannon shots on the opposite side just now, and we have destroyed one of the enemy's artillery! Come! We give the enemy one last attack. The artillery officer yelled encouragingly.

"Here, reload the shells." The Soviet artillery pushed the artillery into its original position and made rapid preparations.

Above the Polish artillery position, several artillerymen were falling to the ground screaming loudly.

"The third gun crew is wounded."

"One more round right away, if you don't want to die, let me move quickly." Ivanovsky shook the dust off his military cap and ordered loudly.

"Yes, sir." Polish artillery is also racing against time to prepare for the next round of firing.

Ten seconds later, two cannon shots rang out above the Polish artillery positions.

The Soviet artillery officer, hearing the Polish cannonade, looked at the shells that had just been stuffed into the chamber and shouted: "Hide, hide." ”

He closed the bolt and picked up the drawstring・・・・・・

Boom, two huge explosions sounded above the Soviet artillery positions.

Because most of the fortifications had been destroyed in the previous explosion, this time the shells fell directly next to the remaining guns, and the heavy guns were directly blown into more than a dozen parts by the shells, scattering in all directions.

Seeing through the binoculars that the Soviet artillery positions had turned into ruins, Ivanovsky immediately shouted: "The enemy artillery positions are clear!" ”

"Wow, wow・・・・・・" cheered the surviving Polish artillerymen.

"Change the target, freely shell the enemy's fire points, from near to far, and blow up all the enemy's heavy machine guns and light machine guns into scrap metal!"

"Yes, sir."

0:30 on the 17th. After dealing with Ivan's four 76.2mm guns, Koval's artillery finally had time to provide fire assistance to the troops crossing the river.

From the early hours of the morning, the general command in Daugavpils was constantly receiving news from all over the place.

The upper reaches were attacked by Polish troops・・・・・・

The lower reaches were attacked by Soviet troops・・・・・・

The bridge is seriously threatened・・・・・・

Outside, the sound of artillery shook the sky, and all kinds of news inside the Soviet General Command were intertwined, making people dizzy.

"Is the Polish army on the opposite side crazy! Are they going to cross the entire Gava River? The bayonet division commander looked at the news everywhere and said suspiciously.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the focus of their attack must be hidden somewhere." An officer reminded.

"We must find the focus of the enemy's offensive and send troops to assist."

The commander of the bayonet division thought for a while and said: "The whole army is on alert and ready to reinforce at any time. Our reaction along the river is impossible for the enemy to attack for a while, as long as they can delay for a while, and when we find the main force of the enemy, we will be able to support and defeat the Polish army in time. ”

"Yes, sir."

Things seemed exactly as the bayonet division commander had predicted.

After a long time, although the Polish army continued to gain momentum on the entire front, the situation remained stable everywhere, and there was not a single urgent call.

The way Cox, who was on the upper reaches of the Gava River, looked at the Polish army on the other side of the river was a little strange.

The artillery of the Polish army systematically bombarded the Soviet positions along the river behind the position, and most of the Polish soldiers lay in the trenches and fired across the Gava River, and the light and heavy machine guns roared from time to time. Dozens of Polish infantrymen rushed to the shore with a few wooden platoons for dozens of paces, and immediately stopped looking for obstacles and lay down to shoot.

When the Soviet firepower weakened, they suddenly moved a few steps forward. As soon as the light and heavy machine guns of the Soviet army opened heavy fire on them, they immediately lay down and took cover.

The Soviet artillery regiment at the rear of the position fired several shells at the Polish troops on the opposite bank of the river, and one shell blew the wooden rafts they had used to cross the river into logs.

Without looking back, the Polish soldiers abandoned their means of crossing the river and ran back to the trenches behind them.

After a while, another Polish army began a slow attack from another ground・・・・・・

"Why are the Poles so poor in combat today and how is their morale low? Just a few people died, and they hid and didn't dare to move forward! Cox said to himself.

The commander of the bayonet division waited for news from various positions along the river.

He went upstairs and picked up a telescope to observe the offensive on the opposite bank, the artillery behind the Polish position was covering the east bank of the Gava River, and the rest of the Polish army was also preparing in the position, looking like they were going to attack in a big way.

"Where exactly do the Poles want to cross the river?" The commander of the bayonet division frowned and was silent.

At thirty o'clock in the morning, the commander of the bayonet division returned to the headquarters from the observation port for the third time, and all the news was normal, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and ordered: "You immediately call all the positions along the river and ask them about the specific situation." ”

After a while, the staff officer ran over and said, "Sir, everything is normal for the bridge and the upstream position, but the phone calls downstream have never been able to get through. ”

"If you can't get through, immediately send someone to see what the situation is!" said the bayonet division commander.

The staff officer immediately ran out, and the commander of the bayonet division was waiting for intelligence.

At the same time, the two remaining 105mm howitzers in Koval's hands continued to bombard the positions of the Soviet troops on the opposite bank.

A Maxim heavy machine gun was mounted on the trench, and the bullets fired wildly at the bridge-building troops, pinning them firmly under the wooden platoon. The Polish sniper fired several shots in a row, and the bullets rattled against the thick shield and were ejected.

"One, two, three, four・・・・・・ Polish dog! Look at your grandfather, my ・・・・・・" A sturdy Soviet soldier ducked his head behind the thick shield of Maxim's heavy machine gun, and shouted incoherently as he pressed the machine gun button hard.

Ivanovsky personally operated the artillery aimed at this target.

"Launch!"

There was a cannon shot, a shell flew out, and with a bang, a brutal huge spark exploded above the original heavy machine gun position.

Countless pieces of shrapnel and sand and dirt were shot in all directions.

After a few seconds, the smoke cleared, and the surrounding Soviet soldiers looked over to see if there were any wounded soldiers. Only a large crater with a radius of more than a meter remained, and the people who had been there disappeared without a trace along with the heavy machine guns.

A burst of debris fell from the sky, and a Soviet soldier curiously walked over to pick it up and take a look.

"!" It turned out to be a bloody piece of human flesh, and even though he saw many soldiers die on the battlefield, he still couldn't help but start vomiting.

"Hey, are you alright?" The comrade-in-arms next to him crawled over and asked with concern.

He looked up and saw that his comrade's face was painted a dark red.

He quietly touched his face with his hand, it was greasy and greasy, and his hands were stained red.

It's all a hellish sight!