81_81266 "We must get the best position before the Soviet generals gather up these routs." Guderian stared at the map in front of him and said to the staff officers: "Which army is here and here, and can you continue the attack?"

On the huge map, the German army renamed all the towns with code names after sorting and summarizing them in the later stage, which also facilitated the secrecy of radio communications of the grassroots troops. And the town that was on Wren's attention was also being watched by Guderian at this moment, and the code name of this town was Y107.

Normally, he would not ask such a question, but now his troops have been stretched out too scattered, many front-line troops really have no offensive strength, and most of the assaults take place at the battalion or company level, which is simply unimaginable for a group army.

So he opened his mouth to confirm the actual situation of his troops there, and he had to make sure that they were able to defend themselves before he could order them to attack?

"Report, there is a tank company of the 502 heavy tank destroyer battalion, and a special detachment of grenadier battalions. A staff officer pointed to the map and replied to Guderian: "But they are scattered over a distance of several kilometers, and it seems unlikely that they will attack with their forces." ”

"Units of the 3rd SS Division?" Guderian nodded, then continued to look at the map. The town in his eyes was so tempting that if the Germans could control it, the next battle would be extremely simple.

He turned around, walked to the desk at the headquarters, grabbed the telephone, and said, "Please pick me up from the headquarters of the 1st Panzer Army, yes, I'm Guderian...... Is there any difficulty in sending a force to capture the town codenamed Y107 for me?"

If your boss asks you what difficulties you have, this is not the time to make you cry about your difficulties, but to make you hold back your tears and say an answer that is not difficult. The 1st Panzer Army was Guderian's old army, and naturally it was impossible to embarrass his old commander, so the task of capturing the town of Y107 was immediately agreed.

It was as simple as that to the military headquarters of the 1st Panzer Army, which was now in chaos, the positions of various units were being confirmed repeatedly, the Soviet Red Army counterattacks in some sections were also being summarized and dealt with, and of course the supply and air support liaison, and the list of fallen soldiers was still counted.

As for the unbearable problem of capturing a small town, it is obviously safest to leave it to a division. So the military headquarters made a direct call to the division headquarters of the 3rd SS Panzer Division.

As a general who was not very good at fighting, Flick, the commander of the 3rd SS Panzer Division, was known as a logistics general of the 1st Panzer Corps. He was notoriously good for a number of geniuses, and his troops were almost the most well-supplied in the entire Army Group G.

His men fed the best food in the army, used the most abundant ammunition, and even had more tents than the other troops—of course, in return, the 3rd SS Panzer Division was almost one of the best in Army Group G, and gave birth to a large number of aces such as Renemmarcus.

This army has captured various towns, so when Frick received a call from the army commander ordering him to capture Y107 town, he did not hesitate to agree to the army commander's request, and then made a guarantee to the army commander: "Don't worry, general, I promise that it will be occupied by the 3rd Panzer Division, without any problems!"

It was only when he hung up the phone and re-looked at the position of his troops on the map that he realized what this order to attack meant for the entire 3rd Panzer Division. He looked at his staff officer with a smile, hoping that this young major who had just been transferred could turn into a little Moltke in the next second.

"Let's send some troops to reinforce them. The young staff officer held back for a long time before he could say this. If he had the talent of the world, he would have gone to the Führer's mansion and recommended himself? Wasn't that later old man Augustus the one who came to dominate and became the number two man in Germany?

Frick sighed helplessly, if he had extra troops, he still needed to ask the operational staff officer? Just directly support the front-line troops to fight over, such a method is known to fools, let alone a general: "There are almost no support troops that can be used now." ”

"Give the commander of the 3rd regiment a call and let him figure it out. The staff officer thought about it and finally came up with a more feasible solution. After all, attacking towns is not a field operation, then the 1st and 2nd Panzer Regiments do not need to draw troops, then there is only the 3rd Panzergrenadier Regiment left, who will go if you don't look for them?

Frick nodded, picked up the phone and asked to call the 3rd Regiment Headquarters: "Is there any difficulty in taking Town Y107?"

"Divisional commander, you're not kidding, are you? Now this situation is offensive? It's not that I'm pessimistic, divisional commander...... The Soviet Red Army did not fight back, and as soon as they began to counterattack, our defenses would collapse. "In the division, everyone is considered a front-line combat unit, so there is no need to play the bureaucratic set, all of them are people who live with their heads tied to their belts, of course, there is no difficulty: "Let me transfer troops, there is really no more!"

"Can't you pull it out at all? One company will do it!" Frick was crazy, his division meandered back and forth for many kilometers, and tens of thousands of soldiers could not be drawn out of 100 people.

"......" was silent for a while, and the commander of the 3rd regiment finally spoke: "I can try a company, but it should not be a member." ”

"It's okay to be dissatisfied! as long as you have combat effectiveness!" Frick nodded quickly, he was afraid that if he hesitated slightly, the dissatisfied member in front of him would be gone.

Putting down the phone, the commander of the 3 regiment called the commander of the 1 battalion and explained to him the combat mission of support. The poor battalion commander came to the commander of the 3rd company with a sad face and asked him to take his men to the task force of the German front. The company commander gathered all the ammunition he could find and set out on his way with 73 of his men.

So the highest decision of the General Headquarters of Army Group G, the operational order to capture the town of Y107, was pushed all the way, and after passing through the army commander, division commander, regiment commander, battalion commander, and was handed over to a small company commander to carry out - this story tells everyone, even if you are the boss of a head office, the person who goes to implement your decision is probably not even a team leader, so don't be too superstitious about your own orders.

At this time, Wren was discussing the battle plan for attacking the town of Y107 with the commander of the grenadier company responsible for covering him. They did not know that the order to attack had been given by their superiors, which shows how strong the grasp and experience of the German commanders at the grassroots level were in the situation on the battlefield.

In many cases, the German army often did not need to wait for the battle order from the top level, and spontaneously organized local tactics, which reduced the reaction time of the German army in another aspect, and also greatly reduced the casualties of the troops.

"Not counting the soldiers escorting the prisoners, I can still send up to 60 people to support your attack, counting your three tanks, to be honest, our troops are not enough. The company commander looked at the map in Wren's hand and frowned and said, "My men can organize fire support on the periphery, but if the Soviets deploy forces to fight room by house, we will be driven out of the town." ”

Wren nodded, and things were similar to what he had imagined: "Our attack is based on the premise that the Soviets have not deployed a large number of troops in the town, and if they have completed their defensive deployment, we will retreat immediately." ”

Soon, as the afternoon sun tilted, Marcus's tanks No. 112 and No. 115 rushed back to the battlefield, followed by 50 dusty German soldiers. As soon as the soldiers entered the village, they began to cook together and could be seen to be exhausted after a battle.

Marcus was quite sympathetic to the idea of attacking Town Y107, he was a typical militant and one of those who feared that things would not be too big. The commander of tank No. 115 also agreed with Wren's idea, after all, Wren's impression of the god of war left on him along the way was too deep.

Soon the Germans arrived to reinforce their infantry, and the order to attack was confirmed. Wren and the two company commanders confirmed the tactics and decided to use the method of night raid to fight a sneak attack.

"I still didn't think that if we were ordered to attack, why did we only send 70 soldiers to reinforce it?" Wren was obviously very dissatisfied with the decision above, it was one thing for him to take the initiative to attack, and it was another thing for him to be ordered to attack - since you let us attack, you have to give us troops, right? As a result, 70 men were sent? What is enough?

"We don't want to come either, but that's what the order is. The newly arrived company commander also felt innocent: "If the Soviets really set up defensive positions, what difference would we have from sending us to death?"

Wren sighed helplessly: "Then let's play smarter, let's act at night, and if there is any problem, return immediately." ”

The two infantry company commanders quickly nodded, and three tanks and a few armored vehicles were parked on the perimeter as fire cover, using machine guns and artillery to drive the Soviet Red Army in the town out of the garrison house, and then the grenadiers suddenly attacked, catching the Soviets by surprise.

So everyone rested for a few hours, and in the evening, the rested troops set out for action, heading towards their target, the town of Y107. Before they set off, they got the good news that the Air Force had deliberately joined the town of Y107 in the last batch of bombing targets of the day, which was now almost in ruins