Three rounds of intensive shelling, like three rhythmic steel storms, swept through the German fortifications in front of them, and the steel god of war showed the fascists the roar of the Soviets in his own way! This will be the forefront of the Red Army's position, which is also more than 150 meters from the shelling area, but the soldiers really feel the terrifying power of the cluster shelling! The ground trembled, and the bombed earth and building debris flew even a hundred or two hundred meters away, and from time to time an unlucky Red Army soldier was smashed -- although the broken bricks could not kill anyone, the flesh wounds of the smashed ones were inevitable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, most of them wear steel helmets, and their heads are not bleeding.

But this seems to be only a prelude, when the artillerymen a few kilometers behind them begin to hear the artillery command clearly, the scattering begins (this is the actual experience of the author's father in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam: large-caliber artillery is intensively suppressed, with a maximum of three relatively neat salvos, and then a dense scattering is carried out according to the speed of each artillery group and the maximum withstand capacity of the artillery. At that time, the "firing red flag" commanded by the commanders of each company and battalion was only raised and lowered mechanically according to a fixed rhythm, and it can be said that none of the artillery squads paid attention to him, because at this time no one could hear or see clearly: smokeless gunpowder was not smokeless, and after a few rounds of salvo fire, it was foggy, and it was even worse on a sunny day, and the dust on the ground could make the position cover the sky! Friends who have never fought and actually participated in it cannot feel that feeling, and it is impossible to feel it in the current "well-planned" exercises, which is not an intensity at all, because the shelling in the war is not at all a salvo, a salvo, a salvo...... It's a salvo, a salvo, a kill shot, a shot, a shot, a ......! The violent explosion seems to be endless, sweeping everything!

The soldiers tried their best to keep their bodies down and reduce the chance of being injured by bricks: the soldiers of the 147th Division in the position were really shocked by the tremendous power of the shelling, the soldiers had never seen such a scale of shelling, and every explosion at close range would make the boys' hearts palpitate, and the hands of the grabs were pulled tighter!

Compared with the commanders and fighters of the 147th Infantry Division, the soldiers of the two assault engineer battalions were also staring ahead, but they were much more natural: many soldiers even passed cigarettes to each other after the shelling began, and each smoked one beautifully. The commanders did not stop the soldiers from smoking, but also took out cigarettes and took two puffs.

That's the difference between a unit that has fought and a unit that hasn't fought - is that you have been in the army for the longest time and haven't fought? Then you can still only be considered a rookie egg in battle! There is no doubt about that! The defenders of the Brest Fortress have seen such shelling for a long time, so it's a little funny, what should you do, you can still smoke a cigarette during the menstrual period, anyway, the shelling will last 15 minutes.

But don't take lightly the commanders and fighters of the 147th Division, who quickly adapted to what it was like to fight in the midst of the dense explosions - after a while, the soldiers' thumping hearts began to calm down, and the hands that were holding the hands were no longer white because they were clenched too tightly.

Compared with the "calmness" of the soldiers, commanders at all levels should be relatively nervous and concentrated, pay close attention to the artillery bombardment in front of them, and give orders to the soldiers around them at the moment when they are ready to launch an infantry charge.

At 19:10, two stalkers of the 1st Assault Engineer Battalion protruded from the flanks and began to move closer to the German positions. The soldiers were not counterattacked by the Germans - they had to be hunked up on this side, and the misery of the fascists who were shelled on the opposite side can be imagined.

At 19:15, Chetchabakov, at the very moment when the shelling began to extend, stood up in the trench and shouted: "Boys! For the sake of the Soviets, forward! ”

The soldiers had already dropped their cigarette butts a few minutes earlier and kept a close eye on the company commanders and platoon commanders, because they could not understand anything but the sound of the explosions, and could only watch the actions of the commanders. With the movements of commanders at all levels, the soldiers, in units of assault groups, jumped out of the bunker trenches and rushed to the German positions like a tide!

Quickly ran through the open area, met only a few resistances, and was immediately overwhelmed by the dense fire! The soldiers who arrived at the first barricade immediately set up a temporary defensive line, while the second group continued to advance under their cover - and at this time, the Germans, who had not been shattered by the shelling, began to fire fiercely!

The bullets whizzed by, and the sound of bullets burrowing into the dirt in front of them made people's teeth sour, and the screams above their heads stimulated the nerves of the fighters!

"Bazooka! Bazooka! Quick, get rid of that machine-gun position! "Lieutenant Chetchabakov was in command behind the 1st Commando - this was a night attack, and as a battalion commander, you had to know the actual situation at the front, and nothing could be done in the back.

The second company burst forward from the flank, leaning against the cover of the ruins, and on this side, two rockets flew towards the German machine-gun positions on the ruins with a long tail flame, and the machine guns were silent after a violent explosion.

Speed, speed! Before the Germans completely recovered and organized an effective defense after the shelling, break through to the depth of the German line as soon as possible!

After 20 minutes of fierce fighting, the 1st Battalion had broken through the flank of the Kirov barricades and advanced north to the south in the direction of the railway station, and the infantry from the rear reinforcements took over the already ruined barricade area and urgently established positions. Until a sufficient number of reinforcements are received, the Special Division will not advance too far into the central sector and will hold the barricades first.

The freight yard area, which was once the material distribution center of Minsk East Railway Station, was in ruins in the night, the empty freight yard was riddled with craters, and most of the office buildings on the right had collapsed, and the German defenders stationed there were able to completely control the entire freight yard with machine guns alone.

"It is impossible to fully control the freight yard until it is unplugged, and the railway workers' quarters on the side cannot be occupied!" Chetchabakov knew it in his heart and immediately ordered: "Concentrate the mortars and suppress the artillery fire!" A company, ready to storm! ”

The explosions on the south flank were so dense that the 147th Division must have approached the freight yard - to remove the obstacles in front of it, so that it could join forces with friendly forces on both sides to attack the Germans in the fortified fortifications on the other side of the workers' quarters.

More than a dozen 50-mm mortars were immediately grouped, and the shooters with ammunition on their shoulders quickly set up firing positions - each cannon fired shells at a rate of more than 20 rounds per minute at the German positions 200 meters away from the rubble.

Under the cover of dense shells, the first company, led by three assault groups, circled around the front of the German position in less than two minutes, clearing the Germans in the bunker with grenades and assault rifles.

While the 1st Company was clearing the remnants of the German army, the vanguard of the 2nd Battalion also captured the railway station control room from the left side; On the opposite side, the vanguard of the 147th Division was using 45-mm anti-tank guns towed up to shell the German fire points in the dormitory building with high-explosive shells.

A small detachment leaned from the flank towards the position that the company had just occupied, and the sharp-eyed fighters saw clearly that it was their own people, "Stop shooting, it's your own people!" ”

With the meeting of the two small units, the Minsk railway station was declared recaptured, and although the fighting on the eastern flank continued, several thousand German troops had been cut off from the Germans on the western flank, and the infantry in the rear was clearing the remnants of the enemy.

From the moment the artillery bombardment was launched, Lin Jun paid close attention to the report from the front: the action was fast, although he encountered some resistance, but he was still caught off guard by the Germans! The factory area had been completely recaptured, and more than an hour after the start of the attack, the 147th Division, which still had the remaining strength, was attacking Lenin Square in the center of the city, trying to seize the buildings on one side of the square before dawn and establish a bridgehead in the core city.

The dense explosions and gunfire did not stop for a moment, and if this were to be seen from the air, most of Minsk was engaged in heavy fighting, and the Red Army was struggling to advance in a southeasterly direction. At the outskirts of the city, in the southeasternmost part of the city, after the general offensive began, the 121st Tank Brigade launched a full-scale attack to the east: more than 60 T34s, supported by infantry, advanced the front two kilometers to the west. The tanks did not go west after reaching their predetermined positions - they were blocked by dense anti-tank artillery in front, and if they advanced further, they would inevitably suffer unnecessary losses.

The infantry formed positions as fast as they could, and the tanks formed a defensive line a few hundred meters from the rear - tomorrow, the Germans would surely counterattack, and the real fierce battle would come tomorrow.

The fierce fighting continued until dawn, and the 147th Division had not captured Lenin Square at dawn, and Major General Volkhin decisively decided to retreat 200 meters from the front line to prevent the troops from being too scattered and causing the defensive line to be weak. According to preliminary estimates, the casualties of the 147th Division alone exceeded 3,000 in one night attack, but it had already reached the target of the night attack. At dawn, the 192nd and 196th Infantry Divisions, which had arrived on both flanks, continued to advance in depth and continued to fight fiercely.

The two sides were red-eyed, the battle for every position was a never-ending battle, every occupation was a dense strafing, and there were no prisoners at the front at all!

After 8 a.m., the Germans had organized three large-scale counter-assaults in an attempt to recapture the area around Minsk's East Railway Station, and the defenders suffered heavy casualties.

In the line of fire, the frenzied soldiers shot at the enemy like crazy, ignoring the dense bullets and shrednel flying everywhere. In the freight yard area, the 1st Assault Engineer Battalion was under the onslaught of two Wehrmacht infantry regiments, and the dormitory building on which it relied was crumbling after a few large-caliber grenades, but it was still standing there!

Lieutenant Chetchabakov's head was grazed by a piece of shrapnel in the morning, and he was bleeding a lot, and half of his face was thickly wrapped in gauze, and only one eye was exposed. He had already used himself as a squad leader, and he used his assault rifle to shoot at the approaching Germans 150 meters away from behind a broken wall.

The position is still in their own hands, but how many people are left in their own battalion? As a battalion commander he is not very clear, but there will never be more than 100 people! The comrades who died were lying behind them, and they didn't have time to send them back, and now they can't take care of them!

"Sasha, give me some magazines!"

The communicator next to him threw three of them, the barrels of which were almost red, and there were empty magazines and bullet casings all over the place. At the critical moment, the earth-shattering sound of "Ula" sounded behind him: the division headquarters sent a reserve, and immediately said that the German offensive was going on again!

Both sides fought into the night, and both sides seemed to need a respite after a day and night of fierce fighting - on this day, the losses on both sides were estimated to be more than 20,000!

At night, all the infantry divisions that Chuikov first threw into the counterattack lost more than half, and some regiments were only empty shells! The intensity of the battle exceeded the expectations of many commanders from the very beginning, and a few regiment commanders found themselves with less than a battalion left at hand a day later! Chuikov had long anticipated the current situation, and this counter-raid was for space, so that the city defense would have enough buffer for fighting space.

The staff officer sent the latest telegram, and Chuikov took it, "Marshal, the reserve side will give us four more divisions, the 87th, 131st, 112th and 196th divisions. The commanders were Colonels Rodimtsev, Jahua, Sologub and Avelin. ”

"It's all troops that can be trusted, when will they arrive?"

"The 87th Infantry Division has been picked up in Smolensk, and the 131st, 112th and 196th Divisions will take another week to arrive."

"Marshal, you are very familiar with Comrade Alexander Ilyich Rodimtsev, right?"

Hero of the Soviet Union for 37 years, still somewhat well-known in the Red Army.

Lin Jun nodded, thinking of the young Soviet military adviser who was carried out of the trenches of the university town of Madrid, "I spent time in a trench in Madrid when I was in Spain, and he has done a good job over the years. ”

Rodimtsev was an excellent commander, moving from Malinovsky to the Reserve Front, regrouping the crippled 87th Infantry Division into a high-morale unit.

The 87th Infantry Division of the Red Army, its name does not seem to be loud, but if it is another name in history, it is estimated to be well-known: the 13th Guards Infantry Division, which made great achievements in the Battle of Stalingrad!

A few hundred kilometers away, a group of soldiers, including an inconspicuous sergeant surnamed Pavlov, was boarding a military train. Comrade Sergeant does not know that history has already played a joke on him, otherwise history would have made his name famous all over the world! But heroes are always heroes, and the sergeants who boarded the train were confident that they would prove their loyalty to the Motherland in the war! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )