A German soldier pushed aside the bushes in front of him and looked carefully at the Soviet troops who were gathering in a mess not far ahead. The white camouflage cloth on his steel helmet had been removed, revealing the mesh that covered his steel helmet. He followed his troops all the way, chasing and killing the retreating Soviet troops all the way.

There is a large pontoon bridge here, and there are many such temporary pontoon bridges on the Don River because of the need for the Soviet army to retreat, and the Soviets will immediately blow up the bridge deck as long as they cross these pontoon bridges, preventing the Germans from continuing the pursuit.

Judging by the role on paper, these pontoon bridges were convenient and simply a lifesaver for the Soviet army. However, in the actual operation process, more than half of this temporary river crossing tool was destroyed due to the interference of the Luftwaffe. Although the Soviet army desperately used anti-aircraft guns to cover these temporary pontoon bridges for crossing the river, countless troops were still crowded around the pontoon bridges, unable to escape immediately from the ascension.

If you ask the most daring soldiers in the world, are they the German armored forces? The German tank units that dared to attack thousands of enemies with just a few tanks were extremely brave, but they were not the most life-threatening military in the world.

Because there was always a group of people who liked to drive their vehicles and speed in front of the entire German armored forces. They are the eyes of the armored forces, they are the scouts of the entire army group, they use their lives to create fighters for the armored forces, and they use their most fierce attacks to prove that they are the bravest and most fearless fighters in the world. These were the reconnaissance detachments of the German Panzer Forces, and in every battle they were the closest to the enemy.

The German soldier put down the bushes he was pressing with his hands, quietly retreated from the roadbed, cautiously jumped over the ditch, and then retreated to the side of the armored reconnaissance vehicle of his reconnaissance unit, and walked to the commander of the armored car: "Sergeant, the enemy is about 4,000 people, I saw some heavy weapons and equipment, there are 122 mm howitzers, some trucks and T-26 tanks, there is no sign of deployment, they are retreating, and people are crossing the river every minute." ”

The soldier presented the situation on a blank piece of paper and sketched a rough map of the battlefield with a pencil. The German army has the highest level of cultural popularity of any army in the world, and recruits have to undergo various cultural training, and most of them must have a junior high school degree or higher before they can be promoted to non-commissioned officers within the German army.

So it didn't take him a few seconds to intuitively draw a messy crossing of the river by the Soviets on the white paper laid on the front engine compartment cover of the armored car, with the cannons piled up on the bank of the river, waiting for the truck to pull across the river, and the crew of the tank was not around the tank, but was gathering together, arguing with the infantry about which unit could use the pontoon bridge first.

The enemy was in the open and I was in the dark, and the sergeant of the reconnaissance unit immediately became active inside, this unit did not have a decent perimeter guard at all, and there was not even a basic defensive position, and the whole army was crowded in a group, which was a little more vulnerable than the troops in the state of march. At this time, if the German army had the strength to cut into this Soviet position, it could cause the Soviet army to collapse directly.

But what does he have in his hand now? A 20 mm cannon may be able to pose a threat to the T-26 tank at a certain distance, but if you face thousands of Soviet soldiers at the same time, this matter is not very optimistic, once the armored vehicle is encircled by the enemy, then the fate of the two or three people waiting for the German army can be imagined.

"I'm Sergeant Edward of the Reconnaissance Company!Yes, my coordinates are 07-55!08-57 on page 7 of the operational map, there is an enemy pontoon bridge on it, and I am requesting air support. "The sergeant named Edward climbed into his armored car and called for air support with the radio above.

"This is the Ground-Air Operations Coordination Office, I have heard your request, confirm it, the location of the bombing request is 08-57 on page 7 of the operational map! The location is 08-57 on page 7 of the local map!" In the earset, the voice of the operator of the coordination department was heard, and after confirming the bombing target, the contact was interrupted.

The sergeant in the armored car stood on the roof of the car with a high-powered telescope hanging on his chest and looked in the direction of the Soviet troops in the distance, and finally got back into his turret, only his head was exposed, and said to the scout who was still standing on the side: "I'll go over and raid and see if I can buy some time for the guys in the Air Force, you and Kent will set up a cover position on the other side of the road, and if we return, help us provide some cover." ”

"Understood!" the German soldier nodded, carrying his assault rifle on his back, and sat in the sidecar of the BMW motorcycle with a sidecar. The bike also started, and the person in the driver's seat was a guy named Kent.

Instead of moving with the armored vehicle, the two men staggered across the muddy field, rushed onto the road, reached the bushes on the other side, aimed the machine gun on the motorcycle at the position where the enemy might come through the bushes, and then the two men lay down not far from the motorcycle, waiting for the sound of a distant firefight.

Without keeping the two of them waiting, just as the Soviets were in a mess and ready to flee the Don River, behind them, a German armored car quietly arrived and aimed its black hole at the unsuspecting Soviet recruits.

"Hey, look, that looks like a German armored car, where did it come from?" a Soviet soldier carried his Mosin Nagant on his back when he happened to see the armored car painted in German ash run over a bush that had not yet been revived, and drive towards them.

He asked his companion as he elbowed his friend behind him. After hearing what he said, the surrounding Soviet soldiers all looked in the direction he said, only to realize that there was indeed a German armored car approaching, and the huge iron cross painted on the front of the car with a black solid white rim indicated that it belonged to the enemy.

What should we do at this time? Shouldn't we immediately open fire and counterattack the enemy who suddenly appeared? Why did everyone just watch the excitement as if the armored car was getting closer and closer, but no one took off their rifles from behind? The first Soviet recruit to see the German armored car thought a little confused.

But before he could give everyone a correct demonstration, the short 20mm cannon on the German armored car accompanied by the turret of the MG42 machine gun suddenly began to shoot, the flames of the machine gun spewed out, tracer bullets swept into the dense Soviet crowd, and for a while blood splattered everywhere, and the soldiers began to fall one by one before they knew what was happening.

"Germans!" finally a German soldier, who was not stupid, shouted a warning that should have been shouted a long time ago, but unfortunately the shout did not remind the nervous crowd of what he should have done. On the contrary, the hysterical shouts further confused the already desperate crowd, and the crowd began to trample on each other, and the officers could no longer restrain their soldiers.

The Soviet troops close to the pontoon began to desperately crowd on the pontoon, and the soldiers who had already gotten on the pontoon began to desperately rush to the other side of the river, and the slow runners were pushed down and fell into the river by the people who caught up behind, or fell directly on the pontoon bridge, and were trampled into a mess by the people who ran later.

The gunfire began to intensify, not because the Soviet Union was fighting back against the German attack, but in order to stabilize the position, or to compete for the qualification to go on the pontoon bridge, their own people fired desperately at their own people. It was completely out of control, and everyone hoped to get rid of the Germans behind them as soon as possible.

As for how many German troops were behind him, no one shouted about this important matter, and no one wanted to know. Everyone just knew that the Germans seemed invincible, and everyone seemed to want to go to the other side first and then worry about all this mess.

The German reconnaissance battalion's four-wheeled armored vehicle, numbered 224, swept swiftly through the crowd, its turret flanked by the lamb's cowardly enemy, easily firing merciless bullets into the fragile flesh. Although this battle is not over yet, it seems that the process has become many times easier than Sergeant Edward's expectations.

"Boom, boom!" The 20-mm cannon fired continuously, destroying the Soviet T-26 tanks parked on the shore and having no operator at all, one after another, in fact, the Soviet armored soldiers who had been frightened had no intention of returning to their tanks, because almost all the Soviets knew that the T-26, the so-called tank, was no different from a coffin when it came to fighting the German armored forces.

A number of bullets hit the side of the armored vehicle. Bullet marks of varying shades were left on it, and the Soviets' counterattack finally began, but unfortunately it all seemed to come too late. The Soviet soldiers, who had only rifles, could not deal with the thickened armor of the German armored vehicles, and the equipment in their hands that could deal with the armored vehicles was now a pile of burning scrap metal.

"Bang!" Edward opened the hatch above his head, poked his head out, and pieced together a simple sentence using the vocabulary he had learned from a Russian manual: "Surrender or die!"

His voice was so loud that the frightened Soviet soldiers on the other side of the armored vehicle did not know how to respond. The Germans did not allow them to put down their weapons very cooperatively, and many people seemed to have a bit of luck.

"Surrender or die!" Sergeant Edward shouted again with a sense of confidence.