Chapter 688: German-Soviet War (32)

Soon after nightfall, a German vanguard arrived in Goraz. The number of troops was not large, only ten Jagdpanzer destroyers and a battalion of soldiers. Because the German army wanted to form a huge encirclement in Ukraine and Belarus, it was impossible to concentrate too many troops in one place.

They were warmly welcomed by the villagers of Goraz. The villagers took out their limited food to receive the Germans, provided them with several clean houses, and even took the initiative to help the German soldiers dig trenches and build fortifications.

"Dear Ukrainian people, we are the righteous army ordered by His Royal Highness the German Crown Prince to help you liberate from the evil Stalin's rule. Our army has strict discipline and will not infringe on you in the slightest."

"Please go to the registration office to register. We Germans are against the Soviet collective farm system. We will redistribute the land, and everyone will be allocated private land to ensure that you can live a life of plenty. Those who are short of food at home can also apply for subsidized food, and return it after the harvest next year. There is no need to worry about being exploited by the evil Stalin again."

"Also, anyone whose relatives joined the Soviet army must also register. We have captured millions of Soviet soldiers. If your relatives are among them, they can be sent home safely and live a peaceful life."

"Long live!"

"Long live Germany!"

The German battalion commander's words drew cheers from the villagers, and their impression of the Germans also jumped directly from "liberators" to "liberators sent by God."

The fortifications built by the German army overnight soon came in handy. As soon as the next day dawned, German scouts discovered that a Soviet army was heading this way in the distance, with at least a division of troops.

The battalion commander requested air support while commanding the soldiers to prepare for battle.

Although the strength of a battalion against a division was very different, the German army had the advantage of terrain. There was a river between them and the Soviet army, and there was only a narrow suspension bridge on the river, so it was impossible for a large army to pass through. The water in the river was neither shallow nor deep, just above the knees. Even if the Soviet army wanted to charge, it would be impossible to run in the water; if they forced their way across the river, they would only become targets.

After a while, the Soviet army that rushed to the other side of the river began to wade through the river.

The German battalion commander was shocked. "These idiots, didn't they even send scouts?" It seems that these Soviets didn't know that they had broken through several lines of defense on the front line, let alone that they had advanced here. But even so, they should have maintained at least vigilance.

"The fool may be saved, but the idiot deserves death." The German battalion commander sneered, watching the Soviet soldiers moving slowly in the river, tripping over underwater rocks from time to time. Soon, the Soviet soldiers in the front row were finally about to land.

"Fire!"

Following the battalion commander's order, dense gunfire broke out on the German position. The flames from more than 20 MG3 machine guns swept back and forth, and the Soviet soldiers in the water fell in pieces like cut wheat, and the river water instantly turned red.

After the panic, the remaining Soviet soldiers finally rolled back to the shore and looked for shelter.

"What's going on?! What's going on?! Who is attacking us?!" The Soviet division commander yelled in confusion. He never dreamed that he would be attacked here. "Is it the Germans?! How could the Germans appear here?!" Before he set off, he received an order to go to the front line to assist the front-line troops in eliminating the Germans in the encirclement, but why are there Germans here now? !

"Could it be German paratroopers?" a staff officer in the division headquarters guessed. The only ones who could suddenly appear here were paratroopers.

"Paratroopers?" The Soviet division commander nodded in sudden realization, thinking that this guess made sense. "But what is the purpose of the Germans dropping paratroopers here?"

Others looked at each other, and no one could guess the Germans' intentions. This place is far away from the front line, and these paratroopers are now isolated and helpless, and can be surrounded and annihilated at any time. But the Germans would not send paratroopers to die in vain, right? "To stop us?" Wouldn't that be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot?

The Soviet division commander shook his head and simply stopped thinking about these unthinkable problems. Since he encountered the Germans, he had to destroy them.

While reporting this sudden situation to the military district headquarters, the Soviet division commander assembled the tanks in the division headquarters to act as the vanguard.

Dozens of tanks slowly drove into the river and headed towards the opposite bank, not knowing that there were ten black muzzles pointed at them in the bushes opposite.

Soviet soldiers followed the tanks and pressed forward. With the tanks' cover, their casualties were reduced a lot.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Ten Jagdpanzer destroyers opened fire at the same time, hitting ten Soviet tanks that were about to climb up the river bank. Some tanks moved forward for a distance after being hit, and then remained motionless with black smoke; while some tanks directly had a terrible sympathetic explosion, and the explosion blew away the entire turret, and the infantry following closely behind were swept down by the shock wave.

The Soviet tanks in the river were still searching for the German anti-tank artillery positions. The Jagdpanzer destroyers had already fired the second round of shells, followed by the third and fourth rounds; in just a few minutes, the Soviet tanks were completely wiped out.

This made the infantry following the tanks quite embarrassed. If they continued to rush forward, they would only die without the cover of the tanks; if they retreated, they might be killed by the Germans before they ran back to the shore.

The Soviet division commander on the shore was about to collapse as he watched his tanks being blown up one after another. He shouted loudly, "Is the artillery ready?!"

After a few minutes, good news finally came that the artillery was ready to fire.

The Soviet division commander roared fiercely. "Bomb them hard! I want to blow them all to death!" The shout was quite imposing, but there was only one artillery battalion in his division, with three companies in a battalion and two guns in each company, which means there were only six 152mm howitzers.

A few minutes later, the shells fired by the Soviet artillery fell on the German positions. Although they were not very dense, there were always some unlucky people in the war.

A German soldier just stuck his head out and was hit by the fragments of the shell. He fell weakly in the trench and stopped breathing instantly. The medical soldier who rushed over to check the wounded only took a look and turned away silently.

Taking advantage of the cover of artillery fire, the Soviet soldiers trapped in the river launched an attack, but before the sound of "Ura" was heard, they were swept down by dense machine gun bullets.

The German battalion commander hiding in the trench patted the dust on his head and leisurely lit a cigarette. This place is about 320 kilometers away from their own field airport. The attack aircraft formation can arrive in 40 minutes at most. The battle has lasted for nearly half an hour, which means that in another ten minutes, these Soviets will taste the bombs.