The flames rising from the wooden house made Bisklev, who was far away from a thousand meters, feel a rush of heat coming to his face. "That's great," he thought to himself: "Whether this is the German regiment-level command or the battalion-level command, the people inside are probably reimbursed."
When Bisklev was proud, he did not realize that he had stabbed a hornet's nest. If it were the German Wehrmacht, once his command was taken away by the other party, the enemy might fall into chaos because he lost his unified command. But now the SS, who is confronting Bisklev and the others, is the SS, known for its ferocity and brutality. When they find that one of their commands is blown away by artillery fire, they immediately become even more crazy and launch a fierce attack on the positions that Bisklev and the others are defending.
The German battalion commander who was commanding the troops to attack Bisklev and others wanted to wait until dawn to eliminate the Russians who infiltrated their defense zone under the cover of tanks, so he did not fight hard. But at this moment, seeing the regiment command center being killed by Russian artillery, he was immediately anxious and quickly ordered his subordinates: "Concentrate all the mortars in the battalion, suppress the Russians' firepower with dense artillery fire, and cover the infantry to rush forward."
With the order issued, the German artillery fire began to focus on bombardment of the Soviet areas where the fire was stationed, especially in areas with dense fire, which was the focus of artillery fire. Even the surviving MG42 universal machine gun did not escape the fate of being destroyed by artillery fire.
Bisklev had not many troops under his command, and even the wounded were only about forty people. Seeing the enemy using bullet craters as cover under the cover of artillery fire, using short leaps to approach the position step by step, he couldn't help but feel bitter. He simply calculated that the enemy's troops were at least ten times that of his, but were scattered on the current wide attack surface, which just hit his weakness of insufficient troops.
He knew that his soldiers were all brave, but now he was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of firepower and number of people. Fortunately, he still had a 76.2 mm cannon in his hand, which could use the flat fire of the cannon to carry out artillery fire on the charge German army.
However, he also understood that once the German army discovered that there was an artillery on the position, it would pose a threat to their offensive forces, and he would definitely find a way to clear the threat first to reduce his own casualties.
What followed, as Bisklev expected, after thirty or forty casualties under Soviet artillery fire, the German army immediately concentrated three mortars to bombard the cannons. When the cannons were destroyed by German artillery fire, several German soldiers jumped into the trenches and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Soviet soldiers who were holding their positions.
Speaking of sting, Soviet soldiers were far superior to German officers and soldiers. In less than five minutes, more than 60 people fell into a pool of blood, two-thirds of them were German officers and soldiers. The reason why they achieved such results was that in addition to the skillful sting skills of Soviet soldiers, more importantly, the number of German officers and soldiers equipped with rifles was limited. The soldiers holding submachine guns were worried about accidentally hurting their own people during close combat and did not dare to shoot casually, which made the Soviet soldiers show their attention when fighting for sting.
The Soviet soldiers performed very well, but after all, the number of people was too small. Faced with more and more enemies rushing into the trenches, they seemed a little overwhelmed. They had to give up the position they had held and retreated little by little towards the back.
Fortunately, the Air Force bomber formation began to bomb the German positions that had been marked. The German officers and soldiers who were fighting bayonets with Soviet soldiers saw that the positions in the distance were bombed and dared not fight, so they retreated like a retreat.
After the enemy withdrew, Bisklev counted the number of people and found that there were only 13 people left, including himself, half of which were wounded. The sergeant with a leg wounded sat on the ground in the trench and raised his head to ask Bisklev: "Comrade Lieutenant, what should we do next? Should we continue to hold our positions, or retreat early before the Germans came up?"
"Comrade Lieutenant," as soon as the sergeant finished speaking, a wounded man with bandages on his left arm and hung around his neck loudly said to Bisklev: "We only have 13 people left, and there are at least hundreds of enemies. Even if we can beat them ten, we can't defend the position at all. I think we should retreat, and I don't want to die here without understanding."
"Retreat, why retreat?" Bisklev couldn't help frowning when he heard what the sergeant and the wounded said: "If we hand over this position to the Germans, after the counterattack began, do you know how much the price our soldiers would pay to recapture the place?"
When Bisklev finished speaking, he saw that the surviving commanders and fighters around him were silent. He paused for a moment and continued: "Comrades, our air force has begun to bomb the enemy's positions. According to the combat plan formulated by his superiors, the ground attack will officially begin in three and a half hours, that is, at 10:00 am. Our mission is to try every means to defend the position and persevere until the arrival of the main force."
The soldiers all felt that Bisklev's statement made sense. If they chose to retreat at this moment, they would indeed be able to escape unscathed, but if the troops participating in the counterattack wanted to seize this position from the enemy, they would inevitably suffer considerable casualties. If they stick here, although they would most likely sacrifice, their sacrifices were also valuable, which could reduce casualties for the troops attacking the farm.
The Soviet Air Force bomber formation bombed the enemy's positions indiscriminately until they flew away from the battlefield one after another, and did not see German planes appear. Although the Soviet planes left the battlefield, the German officers and soldiers who were staying in the fortifications did not dare to act rashly, and they were worried that the Soviet army would soon launch artillery bombardment on their positions.
However, after a long wait, there was still no sign of attack from the Soviet army. The German battalion commander on the position opposite Bisklev and others ordered his subordinates to launch a new attack on the position they held.
The tactics adopted by the German army this time were very insidious. In addition to attracting Bisklev and his attention on the front, two platoons were drawn out and detoured from the two wings of the position. They bullied the Soviet army with few people and could not defend in several directions at the same time.
"Comrade Lieutenant," said the sergeant who was lying beside Bisklev in a panic and said in a panic: "The Germans attacked from three directions at the same time, and such a few of us would definitely not be able to stop them."
"Comrade Sergeant, next to the enemy's command post, there is a trench more than ten meters wide." After seeing the tactics adopted by the enemy, Bisklev couldn't help but take a breath. He said to the Sergeant: "When we can't resist later, we will all retreat to that trench and use the terrain there to resist as long as we can."
The trench mentioned by Bisklev is connected to the German command post. As long as everyone hides inside, they can block the trench with firepower. If the enemy wants to rush in, they will inevitably pay a huge price.
The enemy rushed up quickly. Although there were only a few defenders on the position, they still resisted tenaciously. After more than 30 casualties, the German army finally rushed into the trenches and approached Bisklev and the others from both sides. Seeing that the position could not be defended, Bisklev ordered the soldiers to retreat to the trench that had been agreed in advance.
Everyone retreated to the command post. Bisklev counted the number of people and found that there were only 7 people left, including himself. There were more than 200 German troops outside. Seven to more than 200 people, and it was a dream to escape unscathed. The only thing they could do to hide here was to delay time.
Just as the German officers and soldiers walked along the trenches on both sides and approached Bisklev's command post, suddenly there were roars of tank engines outside. Hearing this sound, Bisklev couldn't help frowning, thinking that even the German infantry alone could not deal with it. If the tanks came up again, as long as they crushed their heads a few times, they could crush this simple command post, and no one in the command post would survive.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sergeant who had been disappointed, exclaimed: "Comrade Lieutenant, have you heard the sound of the tank engine?"
"Heard." Bisklev said with a wry smile: "As long as the enemy's tanks are driven over our heads and crush them for a few rounds, we will be buried alive."
"Comrade Lieutenant, have you not heard that this sound comes from behind us, not from the enemy."
"Is the sound coming from behind us?" Bisklev said with some stuttering: "Did the enemy's tank go back to behind us?"
"Hey, comrade Lieutenant, how can you think so?" The sergeant retorted him, "Can't it be our tank? You know, our troops have already entered the attack position, and no matter how brave the enemy is, they dare not run to the front of our position. In this way, our tanks and artillery will teach them a lesson."
Perhaps he was footnotes for what the sergeant said, as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of shell explosions and the sound of machine guns strafing came from outside. About a quarter of an hour later, Bisklev heard someone shouting loudly outside: "Hey, is there anyone? Is there anyone else? Is there an answer I heard."
"Comrade Lieutenant," the sergeant was excited when he heard the shouting outside: "Did you hear it? Someone outside was shouting in Russian. It seems that our troops occupied the position."
Chapter completed!