What happened to Davamirsky is just a microcosm of the countless Soviet officers who have been treated the same way as him.

It is true that he inflicted a lot of losses on his troops, but it is not all his responsibility. However, in the Soviet Union, the fate of a person was not so simple.

Voroshilov got everything he wanted, and now it was time for him to repay the trust of Comrade Stalin with his achievements on the battlefield.

The Germans began to retreat yesterday, giving up the entire front-line battlefield, much to Voroshilov's ecstasy, as if he had already seen hope for victory.

And there is a very stark contrast: the German Viking divisions in the direction of the Soviet Army on the Terek River are still stubbornly resisting......

And this also made Voroshilov even more convinced: as long as the attack continues to attack at the expense, attack, and attack again, then the final victory will definitely belong to himself!

Driven by such a mentality, Voroshilov desperately and even impatiently gave a new offensive order.

The Russians who were like the tide reappeared......

The same scene is playing out on the battlefield all the time, and by this time, all the people have become insensitive robots.

They threw their lives into the battlefield mechanically, and threw their lives here. They have lost their souls, and they are nothing more than a bunch of puppets without a mind of their own.

No one blames the war for being right or wrong, and no one cares for what they are fighting for. No one cares......

"Da-da It is a requiem played on the battlefield, and under the baptism of bullets, no one knows who they killed. Or when was it killed......

Everyone's fate is not in their own hands......

Of all the attacking forces, the Soviet 210th Infantry Division probably had the deepest understanding of what the real tragedy was.

They faithfully carried out the orders of their superiors, loyally devoted themselves to the battle, and loyally sacrificed their lives on this battlefield.

None of them were afraid of death, but it also made their casualties the heaviest of all Soviet units to date......

When the offensive was launched, they launched waves of offensive against the German positions using crowd tactics. Braving enemy artillery fire to charge, braving the enemy's bullets to advance. They greeted each other loudly and encouraged each other loudly. Bobosha is their most terrible friend.

When a baptism of fire from the Germans passed. The soldiers of the 210th Infantry Division, who were lying on the ground, would get back on their feet, and then hold up the bobosha, stride and sing loud songs. In the song:

- Attack!

Then. They were faced with a fierce blow from the enemy. The Soviet soldiers, who were singing songs in their mouths, fell one after another...... However, the singing did not stop, and neither did the attack......

Their losses were constantly increasing, but from the company commander to the regiment commander to the division commander, no one cared at all. In their opinion, the charge will not stop until there are forces capable of committing to the attack.

The entire company was wiped out...... The number of people available to the 210 Infantry Division in combat is decreasing. The division commander even organized all the non-combatants of the division headquarters into combat groups and threw them into battle.

They finally succeeded in assaulting the German position, and occupied it at random. When the division commander got this good news from the front. The corners of his mouth finally showed a long-lost smile, and then he put away his smile: "Order the troops." Keep moving! ”

When the order of the division commander reached the Soviet commander, who had broken through the German positions, the regimental commander was at a loss......

Yes, the German position was indeed in their own hands, but at this time, there were only 117 people left in the whole regiment!

A regiment, a whole regiment, means that there are 117 people left! Among these survivors, including the clerks, men, and medics of the regimental headquarters......

They have completely lost the ability to move forward.

But now the order of the division commander has been given. The head of the regiment was stunned for a while, and then summoned all the people in front of him:

"Comrades......"

As soon as these three words were spoken, the Luftwaffe was already roaring, and a large number of shells were falling here...... In the sound of explosions, the last hope of these Russians was buried......

When the raging German planes finally left, the regiment commander got out of the mud burial, and he was wounded in many places, but he did not feel pain at all: "Comrades, take up arms and prepare to attack!" ”

No one responded to him...... Not a single one ......

The surroundings are quiet, and the silence makes people feel scared.

What about people? What about people? And what about the 117 soldiers? Where are they? The regiment commander shook his body and looked left and right, and he suddenly saw his subordinates......

One by one, the corpses lay in the position, and his subordinates were all dead.

The regiment commander laughed miserably, a regiment, a whole regiment! Now, I'm the only one left! He hated the German plane, but the reason for his hatred was that the plane did not kill himself for anything, but made himself endure such pain.

He picked up a sprig of bobosha, straightened his uniform, and cried out: "Comrades, for the sake of the Soviets - rush!" ”

The Lone Charger – A Charge Alone!

This is an abbreviation for the entire 210 Infantry Division...... The same thing is happening to every unit...... Some of their companies and battalions were all killed, and the heavy casualties were unbearable to witness.

When Voroshilov called the division headquarters directly, he found that no one at the division headquarters answered the phone at all...... Their division commander, like an ordinary soldier, appeared on the way to the charge......

On March 20, the number of the 210th Soviet Infantry Division disappeared.

This unit ranges from division commanders to soldiers. Almost all of them were killed. Only a handful of people survive, and for the rest of their lives, they are the last thing they want to recall. It is also the war that takes place here......

The soldiers of the Soviet army were completely risking their lives to complete the tasks assigned to them by their superiors. The cruelty of war can only be experienced by those who have experienced the battlefield firsthand.

Under such waves of life-and-death charges, the German army was also under tremendous pressure. Some positions have changed hands repeatedly, and there have even been white-knuckle battles on many occasions.

There were also many "bayonets" between tanks and tanks, and there were even incidents where the T-34 collided directly with the Tiger.

There were burning wreckage everywhere, dead soldiers everywhere. The brutality of human beings is on full display here. Soldiers armed to the teeth, with the most bloody means. to show the destructive power of human beings.

It would take nearly twenty years to nurture a life and raise it, but it would have to be destroyed. It only takes a second......

Voroshilov was constantly observing the situation on the battlefield, and he constantly threw himself into one division after another. Hordes of soldiers were thrown into battle, hordes of soldiers were thrown into this melting pot that devoured everything.

And the dense tanks of the Russians look really surprising.

Wittmann has no memory of how many Russian tanks he has destroyed since the beginning of the war. Maybe around thirty-five. One person can destroy so many enemy tanks. It's simply an incredible miracle on the battlefield.

However, Wittmann found that no matter how many enemy tanks he killed, it would not help, and more tanks would soon appear on the battlefield......

He didn't even have a second to breathe!

Damn the Russians, where the hell did they get so many tanks?

The Russians attacked in turn, so that the German positions began to lose one after another. Indeed, under such an attack, which did not care about death at all, the Germans simply did not have time to shoot so many enemies with machine-gun bullets.

Some of the soldiers had never seen so many people in their lives, and they even thought at one time that all the Soviets had gathered here.

Afternoon. Ernst. Marshal Bream ordered to shrink his forces and concentrate on several main positions on the second line for stubborn resistance.

Meanwhile. The constant offensive of the Soviet Terek Corps also finally paid off, and the Viking divisions also retreated to the second line of positions.

Voroshilov finally saw hope for victory......

When Valentnikov was about to report to him on the results of the battle and the number of casualties, he was coldly interrupted by Voroshilov: "Capture Ernst. Bram no? ”

When he saw that his chief of staff shook his head, Voroshilov continued to say coldly: "Then, don't tell me what kind of results have been achieved, and don't tell me the number of casualties!" ”

"Yes, Comrade Marshal." Valentnikov then said: "I just received information that Davamirsky was shot, and he was not even able to see Marshal Vasilevsky......"

Hearing that his "enemy" had finally been eliminated, Voroshilov's face did not show any joy: "Comrade Chief of Staff, now we are sent to a large stove...... Moscow has fulfilled all our demands, and if we can no longer achieve victory, then you and I will be the next Davamirsky......"

Valentnikov couldn't help but shudder......

"Moscow has fulfilled all our demands, and if we can no longer achieve victory, then you and I will be the next Davamirsky ......"

Yes, there is nothing wrong with the words of Comrade Marshal, and the consequences of not being able to achieve victory are known to anyone......

Voroshilov stood there for a moment, then continued in his cold tone: "Have our new reinforcements arrived on the battlefield?" ”

"Here it is, Comrade Marshal."

"Then, put them all on the battlefield with the reserves!"

Voroshilov has already decided to take a gamble. A large number of new reinforcements arrived, and this was the last reinforcement of the Soviet army. Even now even the defense in the Stalingrad direction has become very weak.

If the battle can't be ended, then everyone knows what the final outcome will be......

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"Marshal, Lyakov's secret information." De Sade came to Ernst in a calm manner. Marshal Bream's side. Calmly told the marshal: "Soviet reinforcements from Stalingrad have arrived, and they were thrown into the battlefield by Voroshilov at the first time. According to what we knew about the Stalingrad Front, this was the most reinforcement Voroshilov could get. ”

The battlefield was under fire. The shouts of the soldiers could be heard everywhere, some German positions were lost, and the situation in some positions was not optimistic, but when he heard the news, Wang Weiyi's face couldn't help but show a smile: "Okay, finally all of them are drawn out!" ”

Yes, this is the situation he has been waiting for. Draw as many enemies as you can to your side.

"Marshal. I have to warn you. De Sade said innorantly: "Now our situation is relatively passive, and the Russians have attacked to the point of madness. Our casualties are also increasing dramatically, and it is still unknown whether we will be able to hold out until the arrival of the troops on the outside line......"

"You take a shot. I take a shot, and then we don't have such a troublesome thing. Wang Weiyi actually joked at this time: "Desad, I always have a feeling that we won't die." And we will definitely be able to see victory coming. Yes. I think you'll have to see your daughter Sophie again, and you'll be able to see her when you're in Stalingrad. ”

Hearing Sophie's name, there was finally something different on Desad's face.

This time, Ernst. Marshal Bram did not take Sophie with him, which made De Sade very grateful.

Before, for the sake of his own career, he didn't have time to take care of his daughter at all. Even cruel to his daughter, if he can live until the end of the war. Then maybe I can make up for it.

But such thoughts only flashed through Desad's mind......

"Alright, Desade, go about your own business." Wang Weiyi said and stood up: "I have to go to the front line to have a look." ”

When Wang Weiyi came to the front line, Guo Yunfeng's battle group had just repelled a new attack by the enemy, and a corpse in front of the position and in the position told Wang Weiyi how cruel the battle just now was.

Looking at Guo Yunfeng, who was panting, and then at the military uniform on his body, Wang Weiyi smiled and said, "Personally engaged in the battle?" ”

"Yes, in person." Guo Yunfeng gasped: "Those Russians are really crazy, each of our machine gunners has killed at least hundreds of enemies, but they can't kill them all, my left and right flank positions are all lost, and the Russians almost killed me under my nose just now." ”

"Hold on for a few more hours." Wang Weiyi looked at the time, and before he could say the following words, the sharp cannonball whistling had already appeared.

"The Russians are about to start a new offensive!" Guo Yunfeng hurriedly hid in the position with Wang Weiyi: "I miss the Ziguang Military Base very much now, really, very, very nostalgic!" ”

"I'm starting to miss it too!"

As soon as Wang Weiyi's words fell, Elena's voice came from his ears: "Xiaoling is teaching me to make kung fu tea, to be honest, kung fu tea is too difficult to learn, I haven't mastered the trick for a long time." What about you? Are you busy there? ”

Wang Weiyi and Guo Yunfeng looked at each other...... The gap between people is just too big...... When they were facing the Russian artillery fire, this woman Elena actually drank tea there......

"Rambler, when the battle is over, I have to go back to the base and have a good rest......" Guo Yunfeng made this decision: "I'm tired, I'm too tired, and I'm playing with my life every day with you......"

Wang Weiyi smiled, yes, it's really a matter of life with himself......

The familiar sound of "Ula" began to be heard on the battlefield, and a new round of attacks began...... Attacks that have ceased forever, hell on earth in a sea of corpses and blood...... No one knows when such a battle will end, and even Wang Weiyi can't answer this question......

Mechanical and numb offense, mechanical and numb defense...... Then he dies mechanically and numbly......

The arrival of new reinforcements from the Russians further strengthened their strength, or more accurately, gave them new soldiers to use for their lives.

But these soldiers were still the only assault groups in the German army. They must maximize their strength and destroy as many enemies as possible.

Looking at the eternal German soldiers on the battlefield, Wang Weiyi felt that he had to thank them. Without them, we would not have been able to accomplish any of our strategic visions.

The German soldiers were in a desperate situation, but none of them complained, all of them fought bravely here, and all of them died bravely here. Even if they shed the last drop of blood, they have no regrets.

They know what they should do, and they know when they should sacrifice without hesitation.

On the 20th, the Soviets made a considerable breakthrough on the battlefield, capturing a number of German positions and forcing the Germans to begin to retreat.

If this place falls into the hands of the Russians again, then the Germans will be left with the last line of defense. However, Wang Weiyi is very happy to see such a situation.

At 18:00 in the afternoon, Wang Weiyi gave an order: all German troops retreated to the third line of defense in great strides. At the same time, another order was issued:

The German army on the outside - a large-scale assault!

It began, it finally began.

When the assault cluster fought bloodily here, it was for this moment to come.

Let's fight - Germany!

The fire of war burns - the will to fight burns!

Belongs to Ernst. The war in Blem will soon be in front of the Russians! (To be continued......)