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Although the smuggling failed last night, as soon as the day arrived, the battle to seize the north bank of the bridge still had to be carried out according to opportunity.

As soon as it was light, Kirilov and I arrived at the command post of the third regiment at the southern end of the bridge.

Walking into the command post, I just saw Akhromeyev assigning combat tasks to his men. Seeing me and Kirilov come in, he quickly suspended the meeting and ran towards us.

After he saluted me, I asked directly, "Major, how are you preparing?"

"It's all ready." After answering briefly, Akhromeyev made a request to me: "Comrade Commander, please tell the commanders a few words, so that when everyone is fighting, Can have the confidence to win."

I understood that he wanted me to boost my morale, so I took two steps forward without hesitation, facing the company-level commanders who stood upright and asked, "Comrades, the next combat mission, everyone. Are everything clear?"

"Clear." A dozen commanders replied neatly.

I nodded, and then said, "Although we are fighting offensive warfare, there are only two German companies on the opposite side, but we have one regiment. One regiment beats the enemy's two companies, do you have the confidence to defeat them? ?"

After a moment of silence, the commanders replied neatly again: "You can win!"

"Very good!" I was very satisfied with the confidence they showed, and then said: "Since everyone is so confident, I am relieved. I have only one request from you, that is, when attacking. Fight fiercely. Only in this way can the Qiaobei position be taken back from the enemy's hands in the shortest time. Do you have confidence?

"Yes!" all the commanders in the room shouted in unison.

After the room becomes quiet again. I turned my head and said to Akhromeyev, "Major, I'm finished. You can continue to command your troops."

Akhromeyev waited for me to finish, waved at the commanders, and said loudly: "Everyone should go back to their respective units and seize the time to prepare for all battles. When it's eight o'clock, they will immediately face the bridge. Launch an offensive on the other side."

As soon as all the battalion-level commanders left the command post, I solemnly asked Akhromeyev: "Major, how confident do you think you can seize the bridge?"

For me this question. Akhromeyev did not answer immediately. Instead, he pushed a hand-drawn map in front of me and said: "Comrade Commander, please look at this map. The enemy's defensive position is on the bridge of NATO. A hundred meters away, there is a circular trench with several reinforced concrete bunkers in the trenches. Even if our commanders dashed over the bridge in the intensive firepower of the enemy, as long as they left the bridge, the Germans were arranged in the circular trenches. With firepower, you can shoot them at the same time from three directions."

Kirilov heard that Akhromeyev finished. He raised his head and said to me: "Lida, according to what the major said just now. Our soldiers will be killed by fire from three parties as soon as they leave the bridge. In this way, the situation will be very unfavorable for us. Even if we pay. It is not necessarily possible to seize this bridge at a huge price."

Regarding Kirilov’s concerns, I did not express my position, but turned to look at Akhromeyev and asked: "Major, do you have any good ideas?"

"Comrade Commander," Akhromeyev pointed at the German fortifications on the map and explained to me: "Although there are several reinforced concrete bunkers in the trenches, they were built to prevent people from coming from the north. Side attack, so the shooting holes of the bunker are facing north. That is to say, the fire points of the German machine guns are arranged in the trenches instead of the bunker. At present, there are only two anti-aircraft guns that have been dismantled by the Germans and are installed in the In the bunker."

"Comrade Major," after listening to the information reported by Akhromeyev, I "what do you think is the price we have to pay if we want to eliminate the enemy on the North Bank?"

My question kept Akhromeyev silent for a long time. It took me a long time to lose patience. Just when I was about to ask, he finally said: "Comrade Commander, if I want to tell the truth, I can only regret to tell you, even if there is tank fire support. , If we want to seize the German position on the other side, we have to sacrifice at least one battalion."

Akhromeyev’s answer shocked Kirilov. He said dumbfounded: "Oh my God, so many people have to be sacrificed? You need to know the equipment and combat effectiveness of the three regiments, even in our army. It’s one of the best. Comrade Commander, you see if this offensive can be cancelled. You have to know that according to the plan, this is just a feint action that attracted the attention of the Germans."

Thinking of the confrontation between us and the German army on the Dnieper River, if there is no action, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the German army, so I can only gritted my teeth and said: "Major, no matter how great the sacrifice, this battle will have to go on."

Before the battle started, we came to a building not far from the bridge under Akhromeyev's guidance. On the third floor, I found a room with a full view of the battlefield and used it as our temporary command post.

I stood by the window and raised my binoculars to look out. I saw that there was also a circular trench on our military's position on the south side of the bridge. Our offensive troops were hidden in the trenches, waiting for the offensive order to be issued.

I continued to observe the situation outside for a while, and felt that the time was almost up, so I put down the binoculars and raised my hand to see the time. Seeing that the pointer was pointing to eight o'clock, he turned his head and ordered Akhromeyev, who was standing behind him with the microphone in his hand,: "Major, the time is up, let's start the attack."

After listening to my order, Akhromeyev repeated my order loudly into the microphone: "Start attack!"

Following his order, a voice shouting "Ula" came from outside the building. I quickly moved the telescope to the direction of the sound, and saw hundreds of commanders and fighters jumping out of the trenches where I was hiding, with weapons in their hands and slogans shouting in their mouths, quickly rushing towards the opposite bank.

As soon as the forward of the unit rushed onto the bridge, the machine gun firepower point opposite started shooting. After the soldiers in the front were shot and fell to the ground, the commanders at the back immediately evacuated and rushed forward a few steps. Then stopped. Hiding behind the steel arch of the bridge. The German firepower in the distance shot back.

I counted it, and in the German trenches in the distance, there were about seven or eight machine guns firing non-stop. The counterattack of our soldiers did not have any effect, only to see more and more commanders fell under the enemy's guns.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help being a little angry, and said my heart was not right, when the infantry was on the offensive. Are tanks and mortar units providing artillery support for them? Now our commanders have rushed through the middle of the bridge, but Perskin's men have not been seen yet.

Kirilov apparently noticed this problem too, and he said angrily: "What did this Major Perskin do? Where is he? Didn't he see that the infantry had launched an offensive?"

The speed of the infantry's impact was very fast. Within two or three minutes of our speech, many soldiers had rushed past the bridge and broke into the death zone blocked by German fire.

Seeing our commanders broke into their range, it turned out that only a few machine guns fired in the trenches. Suddenly, there were countless muzzle flames. Under the intensive firepower of the enemy, the soldiers entered the open ground. Except for a few quick-reaction people lying down and fighting back on the spot, the rest were killed or injured and fell to the ground one after another.

The first wave of our army's offensive took less than five minutes and ended in failure. The two hundred soldiers who charged, and the number of people who successfully retreated to the south bank of the bridge, did not exceed one-third of the original number. The rest is either sacrificed on the spot, or fell to the ground after being injured, unable to return to our offensive starting position on its own.

Just when I wanted Akhromeyev to call Perskin to remind him, there was a roar of tank motors downstairs. I looked down and saw two tanks driving one after the other towards the bridge.

After the tank drove to the bridge head and stopped, the turret slowly adjusted its angle and fired at the German position on the opposite side. Two artillery shells fell near the fire point of a non-stop machine gun and exploded. When the smoke dissipated, there was no more movement at that fire point, and it seemed to have been destroyed by the artillery fire.

After completing the first round of firing, our tanks continued firing, striking the exposed German firepower points in turn. As one firepower point after another was destroyed by artillery fire, the commanders staying in our trenches seemed to see an opportunity to attack. They jumped out of the trenches and waved the pistols in their hands, beckoning the soldiers to charge with them.

When the tank soldiers discovered that our infantry had launched another charge, one of them immediately stopped shooting. After a puff of black smoke erupted from the back of the car, the car body shook suddenly, leading the infantry to rush towards the opposite bank.

"Can this tank rush to the enemy's position smoothly?" When I saw the tank rushing to the enemy's position without hesitation, I suddenly thought of this.

But the tank rushed to the other side and just left the bridge when the German anti-aircraft guns opened fire. The sparse artillery shells fell around the tank and exploded, so that the tank had to walk up the S-type in order to avoid enemy fire. But the good times did not last long. When it was more than 30 meters away from the trenches of the German army, it was unfortunately hit by a cannonball. A raging fire broke out on the car body. After driving a few meters forward, it came to a complete stop.

Seeing that our tank was destroyed, the commanders who followed did not dare to fight, and left the dead and wounded comrades behind. They ran and fled back from the bridge in embarrassment with their guns indiscriminately behind them.

Seeing two consecutive attacks, both of which were easily repelled by the Germans, my face was dissatisfied with frost. Before I could speak, Akhromeyev, who was good at observing words, shouted into the microphone: "Hey, hello, is this Captain Dubrovsky? I am Major Akhromeyev, I Order you to immediately organize the troops to attack again. Remember, tell all the commanders and fighters to attack faster. The faster you rush, the less bullets will be able to hit you."

Soon after his order was given, I saw another wave of soldiers rushing out of the trenches, shouting and rushing towards the bridgehead. The German army blocked the bridge with machine gun fire, and the bullet hit the cement **** on the bridge and bounced up to a height of 2,30 cm. The five or six people rushing to the front fell down in a blink of an eye, struggling, rolling, and **** on the bridge. Although the comrade in front fell, the commanders behind still rushed forward one after another.

Since there is a tank of our army providing fire support for the infantry, the German mortars dare not fire casually. Otherwise, as long as it exposes the target, the tank shells will fly over like eyes and send them. It was smashed. However, the existence of the opponent's anti-aircraft warfare made the only remaining tank of our army dared not attack casually. It could only stop by the bridge as a fixed fort and provide limited artillery support for the infantry.

"Major, call Major Perskin." Seeing the one-man tank at Qiaotou, I couldn't help but become annoyed. Turning my head and shouting at Akhromeev, "Ask him, the other tanks are here. Where? And where is the mortar unit he promised?"

Hearing that I started to get angry, Akhromeyev didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly called into the microphone. After a while, he put down the microphone and reported to me: "Comrade Commander, Major Perskin reported that the other two tanks had a problem and had just been repaired, and they were rushing towards the bridge with the newly formed mortar team. ."

"When they arrive, the day lily will be cold." After a low voice, I said to Kirilov sideways: "Comrade political comrade, you stay here, I will go ahead and take a look."

As soon as I spoke, Kirilov and Akhromeyev were taken aback. Kirilov quickly dissuaded me and said: "Lida, the front is too dangerous. Look, the enemy's machine gun bullets can hit the trenches on our side, so don't take the risk."

Akhromeyev also quickly cooperated with Kirilov to persuade me: "Yes, Comrade Commander, if you are not at ease, you and the political commissar will stay here, and I will personally go to the front to give instructions."

"No, I have to go to the front ~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing that two consecutive offenses failed, and the third offense was frustrated again, I couldn't stay in this temporary command post for a minute, because I Stubbornly said: "Comrade political comrades stay. Major Akhromeyev, come with me. "After speaking, he took off the assault rifle slung on his shoulder, carried it in his hand, and walked outside.

Seeing my determination, Akhromeev, who was familiar with my character, had no choice but to look at Kirilov reluctantly. He also picked up a submachine gun and walked out of the command post behind me.

After we left the building, we quickly moved into the trenches. In order to prevent being injured by the enemy's stray bullets, I bent over and ran forward along the trenches. Akhromeyev and Yushchenko followed me closely with their weapons.

As soon as I found Captain Dubrovsky, a battalion commander who was in the trenches, I heard the roar of tank motors behind me. I turned my head and saw that it turned out to be two other tanks of our army, coming towards us along the street. (To be continued...)

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