At the vanguard of the 11th Army was a special detachment of the 3rd Mechanized Army, a reinforced company of 24 T34s plus two platoons of field vehicles carrying supplies and supporting infantry, whose task was not to occupy a certain settlement or military point, but to follow the road from Slutsk to Kobrin to the bridge over the Nieshana River. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The order of the army group to the advance detachment was that it was necessary to reach the bridge within two days, to ignore all military objectives along the way, to destroy any obstacle that dared to block the advance team, and to support an airborne barracks that would occupy the bridge by airborne after the full-scale advance. If the Polish army has already blown up the bridge, it will cooperate with the airborne troops on the spot to find a suitable place for the establishment of a field crossing and the establishment of a pontoon bridge, and hold out until the follow-up troops arrive.

Avoiding the obstruction of some small rivers from the border line, it is almost 100 kilometers away from the detour to the bridge, and there should be a few Polish strongholds in the middle, so it is not difficult to reach in two days, but there are many difficulties. If the road has been blocked, the detachment commander Oleg Aleksandrovich Losyk will leave behind dozens of off-road vehicles and carry the infantry on a cross-country march with tanks to lead the tank unit to the bridge to support by surprise.

100 km, Losik personally thought that he would be able to rush to the bridge on the same day, and the weapons in his hands gave him and the fighters enough confidence! Nothing can stop the gallant panzers!

As soon as Losik, who had made a good attempt to kill all the way, the encounter across the border was really unexpected, and there was no expected fierce battle at all, and he advanced along the dirt road at a speed of 30 kilometers without encountering any obstacles. The highly nervous tank crews were participating in an exercise, and if they remained in this state, they would be able to reach the bridge by noon at the latest.

It has entered West Belarus for 20 kilometers, but except for the roar of tanks, everything is as usual, there are only occasional cattle and sheep in the fields, and not even a shadow of Polish troops is seen. Standing in the captain's position, Losic saw the long convoy in order, and the commanders were doing the same thing as him.

"Squad leader, there is a village ahead, please instruct!" The headset heard the report of the commander of the lead tank.

"Turn on your tweeter!"

"Yes, squad leader!"

All the commanders immediately heard the majestic "Internationale", even if the volume was a little scary, and it was estimated that it could be heard from a few kilometers away: this was a trick prepared by Lin Jun for all the troops who served as the leader, and used high-decibel music to tell the people in the west that the Soviet army was coming! Originally, I wanted to use Russian folk songs to open the way, but when I thought that many of the residents here are Belarusians, it would be self-defeating if it was not good, and it was still a national anthem that symbolized the revolution.

A moment later, Losik regretted his decision to play the national anthem, because his tank detachment had been blocked. If it was the Polish army, he could bombard the sky with one shot, but now they are surrounded by Western Belarusians, many of whom even climbed into tanks to kiss the panzers, and many more senior people are cheering there with tears in their eyes.

Losik, a native of the Smolensk region, could only understand from the chaotic cheers that the Belarusian-speaking men were welcoming the liberators.

But don't worry about Losik, he's not Belarusian, and it's a little difficult to communicate (a bit like dialects have the same things as Mandarin, Russian and Belarusian, but not completely communicative). More than two-thirds of the fighters in his tank detachment were ethnic Belarusians and were fluent in two languages.

"Captain, they say this is our village, and all the people who live here are Belarusians, and there are no Poles." The driver Ivanov, who got out of the car, reported loudly, "On the road ahead, the Polish army laid mines yesterday, but their village chief was willing to be our guide and was able to get around." I asked them to send someone to wait at the intersection to guide the troops behind. ”

"Okay, let's go immediately, tell the people that we still have a mission, we have to leave immediately, let them get out of the way!"

As if he had forgotten something, "Wait a minute! "Got back into the tank and took out a "sickle, axe, and hammer flag", "Tell them that our follow-up troops will arrive soon, and let them hang up the national flag so that there will be no misunderstanding!" ”

"Yes, Captain!" Ivanov, who took the flag, handed it to the villagers, and many of them wept bitterly with the red flag - the Soviets have finally returned! Lenin's army is back!

Losik did not know that the Soviet flag he handed over to the village of Svachka was the first red Soviet flag raised openly by the local people of Western Belarus since it was ceded to Poland!

The chief, who had been to Brest several times and was familiar with the road, saved the advance detachment from a lot of trouble, and by 8 a.m. it was already less than 30 kilometers from the bridge, and the few villages and towns along the way were no longer as popular as in the village of Swáczyka, which the chief said were mostly Polish immigrants.

There was no welcome and no trouble, ignored and continued the rapid march, but soon trouble came.

Losik looked through a telescope at the Polish barricade a kilometer away, two simple repulsors plus dozens of Polish soldiers on the defensive, and several makeshift bunkers on either side, apparently the Poles had also heard the movement of their tank troops. None of this was a problem, and it would have been much more troublesome if there were Polish troops in ambush in the grove on the left side of the road.

After a brief deliberation, the commander of the company decided that the tank troops would approach along the road, shouting over loudspeakers for the Polish troops to surrender, while the infantry approached the woods from the flanks at the same time.

"If the Poles surrender, destroy their weapons on the spot and continue on their way, and if they don't surrender, blow up this!"

Ten minutes later, the vanguard tank again jumped onto the road and shouted in Polish: "Lay down your arms, we are the Soviet Red Army that has come to liberate Western Belarus." Lay down your arms, we will not embarrass you! ”

The infantry here had just moved, and the answer to the tankers was the whizzing mortar shells.

"Attention tanks, high-explosive shells! Target woods, three rapid fires! Rush up and knock out these bastards! As soon as he finished speaking, the cannon of the Losik tank roared, and a 76.2 mm high-explosive shell accurately hit the small forest on the side of the road, and then the continuous explosions turned the forest upside down.

Ignoring the Poles at the outposts on the road, they could not hold back the tanks, and if they did not flee, they could only be annihilated, and several rounds of artillery fire took care of the seemingly non-threatening woods.

The infantry did not rush to launch a surprise attack, but advanced slightly behind the advance of the tanks, and their task was to cover the flanks of the tanks: if the Poles could survive the shelling and make a surprise attack from the side of the woods, they would attack.

The Poles were clearly intimidated by the momentum of more than 20 tanks, and the Polish infantry near the barricade ran backwards desperately, apparently lacking the courage of their fellow cavalrymen.

Twenty-four T34s staggered in two shock waves, and in a few moments they rushed to the barricade, where the fortifications and the Poles who dared to stay had been blown to pieces, and there was a faint black smoke rising from the shelling on the other side of the woods.

The Red Army infantry began to sweep the woods, covering the passage of tanks and military vehicles.

"Clear the road now, ignore here, and continue the march!"

The tanks used their tracks to clear a makeshift road for the off-road vehicles behind them, avoiding the craters they had "accidentally" smashed on the road. A small skirmish ended, and the side passed through the Polish post without any losses.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, Losik finally saw the road bridge over the Niechara, and the airborne troops had successfully completed their mission, and did not pay attention to the Polish army - a bright red flag was fluttering on the bridge.

The bridge was originally defended by only 1 platoon of Polish troops, and the morale of the troops was low, and when the airborne troops appeared, they cooperatively laid down their arms and surrendered.

The Airborne Forces had already set up bridgeheads on both sides of the bridge, in the words of the battalion commander Daninov: "As long as the Poles do not send more than one division to attack, do not think of retaking the bridge." ”

Looking at the new assault rifles, machine guns, RPG-7s and mortars, Losickk knew that the Airborne Forces were not talking nonsense. And now, with the addition of their own tank detachments, the safety of the bridge can be said to be foolproof, unless the air force, which has already been reimbursed by the Poles, can be brought back to life.

Busy refilling the tanks and arranging to hold the position, Losik was empty after noon.

"I have just contacted the command of the army group, and the large force will arrive tomorrow at the latest. We will also advance in the direction of Brest as a striker, have you received an order for the next move? Losik asked Daninov.

"Not yet, I guess I'll be here for a while."

"Hehe, it's not bad to be able to take a bath every day on a hot day, it's much better than us eating ash."

The face of the comrades of the Airborne Forces is not very good, and it is really overkill to let a unit like them take on the task of guarding the bridge, and Losik is comforting the unbalanced heart of the comrades of the Airborne Forces.

But then again, this airborne battalion was the first unit to penetrate deep into the hinterland of Western Belarus, and successfully secured the bridge, and has successfully completed its mission.

On August 13, after five consecutive days of assaults, Losik's tank detachment appeared on the outskirts of Brest. In the past few days, the reinforced tank detachment has already had the strength of a fully mechanized battalion, but because the deeper you go into Western Belarus, the more troubles there are, and there are more and more conflicts with the Polish army along the way, although it has not caused much damage to itself, but it has taken a lot of time.

Now Losik is facing the biggest trouble after the march, a dense burst of shells is bombarding his position without a head, fortunately the accuracy is not very good, otherwise the sudden shelling of the Poles will cause heavy losses to their own infantry!

"! All tanks fight back! All the tanks rush with me, rush up and destroy them! ”

Commanding the tanks to take the lead, more than 30 T34s formed a cross formation to launch a fierce attack on the front slope. Due to the terrain, Losik has not yet seen the situation of the Polish army on the opposite side, the power of those shells is not very large, it should be a small-caliber play, it is possible that it is the Polish artillery assisting in the defense of Brest.

The taste of being bombed is not pleasant, and the only option is, of course, to rush forward and fight back resolutely. Dozens of T34s rushed forward in a swarm, and the tank guns shelled the approximate position of the opponent's artillery from time to time, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The tankmen did not fear for their own safety at all - the anti-tank guns of the T34 that the Poles could deal with in their hands had not yet been born!

"Make no mistake! German!? ”

Losik, who rushed up the slope first, was dumbfounded, and the slope he had just seen was not a slope at all, but a natural dam of a river. There was no Polish artillery on the dam, only a few Polish infantry scattered and fled, and the shells were all fired from the opposite bank!

Now black smoke is rising in the sparse woods on the opposite bank, and the crazy suppression and shelling of our tanks just now is obviously extraordinary, not only will the woods on the other side of the river be blown to pieces, but also several tanks and armored vehicles will also be hit in a daze, but those are obviously German Type 3 tanks and half-track armored vehicles!

"Bug River!" Losik finally understood that he had reached the final edge of the march, and that the Germans on the opposite side were not slow!

It took only 3 seconds to come up with a countermeasure: "Shout through a loudspeaker, tell them that we are the Soviet Red Army, ask them, why are you firing at us ?!" ”

"Propaganda tanks" immediately shouted in German, and with the shouting, the shelling of the tanks on the opposite side also stopped, and after a while a voice was heard: "We are responding to the shooting of the Poles, why are you shelling us?!" ”

"It was you who shelled us to shoot back, it's a misunderstanding! Now we're cleaning up the battlefield, and I wish you all a nice time on the other side! ”

After shouting, the Red Army tanks did not have time to chirp with the Germans on the opposite side, leaving observation posts, and the main force of the whole detachment advanced in the direction of the fortress.

Losik patted his ass and left, which made the Germans on the opposite side, who had lost a lot of money in the shelling, have nowhere to fire, and one of the senior commanders was even more furious, but he had no better way to deal with the Soviet tanks that ignored him. He led his troops to the Bug River without paying attention, attracting fire from the Poles on the opposite bank, and he ordered his troops to counterattack, only to be subjected to a heavy artillery bombardment.

I just wanted to notify the follow-up heavy artillery troops to deploy and shoot back, but it turned out that it was a "misunderstanding", and the Red Army on the opposite side didn't want to get a result at all, so they turned around and left, leaving themselves here in a daze, and there was really no place to vent their anger! Having never held his breath since joining the army, Heinz Guderian could only consider himself unlucky.

"Collect shrapnel from the Russians, I want to know how big their tank guns really are!"

Lin Jun, who was far away in Kiev, received a report of a "misunderstanding" with the German army across the Bug River that day, and laughed at it, not at all to pursue the question of the slightly reckless commander, but praised this young commander, who was 2 years younger than himself, and informed the following: "Tell that Oleg Aleksandrovich Losickk that he will be awarded the Order of the Red Banner for the liberation of Brest by his troops." ”

"Well done, future marshal of armored tank troops!" Lin Jun said in his heart. (To be continued.) )