Chapter 147: Death
"My government is preparing for us to retreat to the country, and I am planning to do so. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info," General Goltz said calmly.
"Well, I know that the Entente put tremendous pressure on the German government to withdraw you to the country. But now Germany is in chaos, and the army is being disarmed. What can you do when you go back? The general may be able to grow flowers in his estate, but the nearly 10,000 soldiers of your army have to wander everywhere. Koval said with a smile.
In 1918, in order to fulfill its obligations under the armistice agreement to support Lithuania's independence, Germany tried unsuccessfully to form a volunteer force from the troops still remaining in Lithuania. The brokers were sent to Germany to recruit volunteers. Soon a volunteer division was formed, each of whom was paid 5 DM per day, plus 30 DM per month.
In January 1919, the first troops began to arrive in Lithuania, but some were sent here because of their terrible condition. Most of these volunteers are veterans from poor families.
"Tell me about your conditions!" General Goltz said straight to the point.
"I just need the general to lend us your artillery units, and the shells are provided by us. The price offered by the Lithuanians is 5 marks a day, and for you there are 5,000 people here, I can pay 10,000 dollars. Now Mark is shrinking rapidly, and soon he will not be able to buy bread for practice. Koval said directly.
"Okay." General Goltz thought about it for a moment and readily agreed.
"Edmund!" General Goltz shouted outside.
"Yes, sir." An officer, who was nearly thirty years old, replied scrupulously.
"You take your artillery regiment under the command of Major Coval." General Goltz ordered.
"Yes, sir."
Under the command of Edmund, two artillery battalions of the German army began to transfer positions, deploying to two kilometers west of the town of Mark Melgay.
In the city of Makmergay, a thousand wounded Lithuanian troops were transferred through the eastern gates, and of course all their weapons were handed over to the Polish army. Of these, 500 were seriously wounded, and the remaining 500 were lightly wounded.
General Zukauskas, with the remaining two hundred soldiers, held out in the center of the town.
Seven squads of the Soviet army soon encircled the center of the town.
Bands of soldiers rushed towards the houses in the center of town.
The sound of machine guns sounded ・・・・・・ click, and one by one the soldiers fell on the way to the charge.
"Blow up the machine gun."
One gun fired several shells in succession in the direction of the machine guns, and several machine guns immediately fell silent.
"Rush in and catch it alive." The Soviet officer shouted.
Groups of Soviet soldiers rushed into the house through the gap opened by the shells, and fierce gunfire was immediately heard from inside the room.
The Soviet division commander stood in the window of a house, looking at the center of the town and listening to the gunfire in the distance.
The gunfire flickered high and low, and then suddenly stopped.
Silence returned throughout the town center.
"One more team."
Another group of soldiers rushed in, and all sorts of gunfire suddenly rang out.
This time the gunfire lasted longer, but eventually fell silent.
"Since they want to resist to the end, let's just destroy them and blast them out to me with artillery." The bayonet division commander said impatiently.
Seven surrounding Type 1904 76mm mountain guns immediately fired shells at the houses in the center of the town.
More than a hundred shells were fired in a row, and the entire center of the town was shrouded in smoke and dust from the explosion.
"Again." As soon as the artillery stopped, the Soviet officer immediately ordered.
Another group of soldiers, hundreds of them, rushed in.
There were sporadic gunshots inside, and it seemed that the Lithuanians had little to resist.
Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering bang, and a strong tremor could be felt throughout the town.
Looking again, the entire town center has become a rubble and ruins, and smoke and dust dozens of meters high are shrouded there.
Koval stood at the headquarters on the edge of the warehouse, watching as the Soviet army launched wave after wave of attacks on the center of the town.
Although he admired Zukauskas's patriotic sacrifice very much, he had no reason to save him, so he could only stand by and watch indifferently.
There's also my own share of credit, Koval scoffed.
Seeing the huge explosion and hearing the thunderous roar, Koval immediately understood that Zukauskas had chosen to die with the enemy.
Koval thought to himself: Maybe that's what happens to every loser. Koval was reminded of Berlin in 1945, when Soviet troops stormed the Reichstag.
Before he had time to sigh, Koval found that the Soviet troops did not stop, but continued to rush westward.
The Polish troops occupied the strongholds, using rifles and firing at the attacking Soviets, while the machine guns were hidden.
Koval watched as the guns moved forward, knowing how powerful they were in street fighting, and each cannon could easily destroy these makeshift firing points.
"Report sir, the Polish army is in front of you, and we hear them speak Polish." A Soviet officer reported.
"Poles!" The commander of the bayonet division looked at the Polish troops occupying the warehouse in front of him, and wondered whether to attack or not.
This time the elimination of the troops in the south of Lithuania is already a great achievement, do you want to continue to fight?
"Sir, the captives say that there are less than a thousand Poles, and that they occupy the dock warehouses, where there are large quantities of military supplies hoarded by the Lithuanian army." An officer reported.
"A thousand! Attack with all your might, we're going to take down the whole of Mark Melgey. The commander of the bayonet division ordered resolutely.
As long as this batch of military supplies can be captured, and then all the troops recruited in the rear can be armed, and in one go, maybe the whole of Lithuania can be recovered, the bayonet division commander planned in his heart.
With the order of the Bayonet Division Commander, more Soviet troops entered the town, ready for a final assault.
Soviet troops crowded the streets in the rear.
At this time, Ivanovsky was following Edmund to establish an artillery position, and the two artillery battalions of the German army, equipped with eighteen 77mm field guns and eighteen 105mm howitzers, were very ferocious.
Polish soldiers carried batches of shells from the warehouse to the positions west of the city.
Cannons stood on the ground, their huge muzzles pointing at the sky.
As Koval's order came, Edmund shouted, "One school shot!" ”
A 77mm field gun and a 105mm mountain gun fired their shells.
The artillery observers on the city wall immediately raised a flag and reported: "Hit the target."
"Five rounds of rapid fire." Edmund shouted.
All the artillery shells were fired at once, and the sound of more than thirty guns firing together shook the air.
Ivanovsky stood by and watched with a burning heart, and secretly thought: I don't know when I will be able to command so many artillery, it's so violent, it's so beautiful! (To be continued.) )