The fierce gunfire and grenade explosions were heard everywhere, suppressing the company commander's shout. Fortunately, the soldiers around him heard his shouting, conveyed his orders to their comrades by word of mouth. Soon, the shooting sounds on the first battalion stopped.
Although the shooting on the first battalion stopped, the friendly forces on the opposite side had no idea that there was a misunderstanding. They fought with their own people and were still shooting at this.
"Damn, what's going on?" The company commander said angrily when he saw that the other party's shooting did not stop, "Did they not see that we had stopped shooting and why were they still firing at us?"
"Comrade Commander," the platoon leader leaned into his ear and said loudly: "We are all equipped with German equipment, and the visibility on the battlefield is low. Perhaps the friendly forces on the other side regard us as Germans."
"What should we do?" said the company commander: "We can't keep lying here, right?"
"Telephone, company commander, there are also tweet soldiers in our company." The platoon leader suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind and said to the company commander hurriedly: "We can contact the opponent with the sound of the trumpet, and they will cease fire when they hear the sound of the trumpet."
"Then what are you doing here?" The company commander thought the platoon leader's proposal was more reliable, so he quickly pushed his hand on his shoulder, and said loudly: "Go and recruit the troop soldiers quickly."
Although he rarely blew the charge during the attack, he was always equipped with several horns in Sokov's troops, and one of them happened to be in the 1st and 2nd Company of the 1st and 2nd Company. When he heard the company commander looking for him, the horns quickly crawled to the company commander's side, raised his voice and asked, "Comrade Commander, what instructions do you have?"
The company commander pointed his hand at the friendly army who was still shooting on the opposite side and ordered the roster soldiers: "The opposite side is his own person. You immediately contact them with the roar sound and let them stop shooting."
In order to better transmit the trumpet to the opposite side, the trumpet soldier rolled sideways a few times, rolled into a crater next to him, and squatted inside and blew the trumpet hard. As soon as the trumpet rang, the gunshots on the opposite side became sparse. When the trumpet soldier heard this, there was a chance, and quickly started blowing again.
After the gunfire on the opposite side stopped, a man got up from the ground, bent over and walked over carefully, and asked loudly, "Which part of you are?"
When the second company commander heard the caller, he was sure that the person who had just exchanged fire with him was a friendly army. He quickly raised his voice and shouted: "I am the company commander of the 2nd Company of the First Battalion. Which part of you are?"
"I am Lieutenant Hubal, deputy commander of the Third Company of the Third Battalion."
I heard that a deputy company commander came opposite me. The second company commander stood up and greeted him, and said with a wry smile: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, I really didn't expect that we would fight with our own people. It's so unfortunate."
"Sorry, comrade of the company commander." Hubar couldn't see the second company commander's rank clearly, so he could only call him his position: "I thought I had encountered a German, so I ordered the fire to open. Fortunately, I discovered it in time that it was a misunderstanding, which prevented greater casualties. What should we do next?"
"Continue the attack," the second company commander looked up at the sky, and saw that the horizon in the distance had turned pale. He knew that it was not long before dawn, so he said to Hubar: "Comrade Lieutenant, the sky is about to dawn soon, so you don't have to worry about misunderstandings."
The battle lasted until dawn. The commanders and fighters of the first and third battalions joined forces to launch a fierce attack on the remaining German troops. The original defenders and newly arrived reinforcements in the barracks were in chaos. They threw away the artillery and trucks that had just been sent to the barracks a few hours ago, and fought and retreated to the south.
The artillery positions deployed to the south of the military camp had stopped firing in the south of the city after dawn, but instead aimed the gun at the attacking Soviet army and used artillery fire to cover the retreat of the infantry.
Seeing his warriors suffered a lot of losses under the enemy's artillery bombardment. Wanya's eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Germans, we are bullying us without artillery, otherwise, we will blow you up sooner or later."
When Vanya was hawking in the direction of the German artillery position, the roar of the aircraft engine came from the air. When he saw clearly that it was his bomber, he quickly shouted to the communications officer: "Hurry up and put on the contact cloth, so that the air force will not blow up his own people."
Twelve bombers flew past the fierce battlefield and flew directly to the German artillery position. After a series of bombings, the artillery on the artillery position was destroyed. All the craters of all sizes were covered with broken artillery parts or bloody artillery bodies. Even if they were lucky enough to die, they were missing their arms and legs at this moment, covering their wounds and lying on the ground wailing.
Destroyed the German artillery, and the bomber turned around to deal with the fleeing German infantry. A bomb fell down, and soldiers within 20 to 30 square meters around the explosion site were either killed or injured. For the lonely soldiers, the pilot fired them with airborne machine guns, smashing them to pieces.
Seeing that the German soldiers were defeated by the air force, whether it was the first battalion commander Vanya or the third battalion commander Andre, they all knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and immediately ordered all the troops to launch a charge.
At this time, the fighter jet group also flew over the battlefield. They cooperated with the bombers to increase their attacks on ground targets. They dropped bombs and strafing at the enemies gathered in German soldiers, making it impossible for the enemy to organize effective resistance and accelerate their escape speed.
The commanders and fighters of the Third Battalion had cooperated with the Air Force twice a day ago. Therefore, when they saw the Air Force bombing and strafing the enemy, they rushed toward the places where they were bombed or strafing, and eliminated the remaining enemies. The commanders and fighters of the First Battalion also followed suit. Once the plane bombed a certain location, they immediately rushed up to eliminate the enemies in their own vision.
While the commanders and soldiers of the two battalions were fighting fiercely with the cooperation of the air force, Sokov was anxious in the fortifications on the left bank. He could only see smoke, gunfire, and explosions across the street, but he didn't know what was going on. He shouted at the radio operator sitting in the house: "What's going on? Why haven't you contacted the other side for so long?"
While enduring Sokov's scolding, the radio operator called desperately at the microphone: "This is the brigade headquarters. Please answer when the first battalion hears, and please answer when the first battalion hears!"
Then after yelling for a long time, there was still no movement. Sokov pointed his hand at the radio operator and ordered: "Since the first battalion cannot be called, it will be changed to the third battalion. I don't believe that neither battalion can be contacted."
Although the first battalion could not be contacted, it took only two or three minutes to contact the third battalion. Hearing Andre's voice coming from his headphones, Sokov immediately asked loudly at the microphone: "Captain 3rd Battalion, how is your situation there? Is the first battalion still fighting? Why can't they be contacted?"
"Report to the brigade commander," Andrey's voice was filled with joy: "Our battalion and the first battalion were in the cooperation of the air force, and the enemy was defeated by us and were retreating."
When Sokov heard this, he thought to himself, with the cooperation of the Air Force, it would be a bit embarrassing if you can't defeat an air superiority unit. However, when he heard Andrei did not answer his last question, he asked the question again: "Why can't the first battalion be contacted?"
"It may be that they are chasing the enemy, so there is no time to report it to you."
"Nonsense, it's simply nonsense." Sokov said to the microphone: "Captain Andre, when you see Vanya, let him contact me immediately."
But what Sokov didn't expect was that Vanya actually used the radio station from Camp Andre to contact him. He asked curiously: "Captain Vanya, where is the radio station from your camp?"
"Report to the brigade commander," Vanya said breathlessly: "In the attack just now, a mortar shell from the German army fell beside me and exploded. The radio operator died on the spot, and the radio station was also blown up."
Hearing Wanya say that the shells exploded beside him, Sokov quickly asked with concern: "Captain Wanya, are you okay?"
"It's okay, my arm is a little bit broken, it's nothing serious."
Although Wannia said it lightly, Sokov asked with concern: "Can you continue to command the battle?" He asked this because he wanted to understand Wannia's actual injuries. If he could not continue to command the battle, he planned to hand over both battalions to Andre for unified command.
"Don't worry, comrade comrade commander." Wanya seemed to guess Sokov's thoughts and quickly replied: "I'm really fine. I'm just a little skin injury and can continue to command the battle."
"Although the German army was defeated by you, your troops were too small after all. If you rush forward blindly, if you encounter an oncoming enemy, you will suffer a great loss." Sokov heard that Vanya could continue to command the battle, so he told him: "After driving the enemy away, stop chasing, quickly clean up the battlefield, collect the weapons that can still be used, and be ready to withdraw to the city at any time. Do you understand?"
"I understand, Comrade Battalion Commander."
Half an hour later, the battle in the south of the city was over, and there were no more than 1,000 German troops fleeing. After the officers and soldiers of the first and third battalions stopped pursuing, they began to clean the battlefield, collect all the weapons they could still use, and prepare to transport them back to the city. The captured artillery and trucks were unable to transport across the Tenebra River, so they had to choose to blow them up.
In this battle, more than 2,000 German soldiers were killed, more than 700 people surrendered, and two or three hundred wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness were lying on the ground wailing. Seeing so many wounded people, Andre found Wanya and discussed with him: "Captain Wanya, look, there are so many wounded people, how should we deal with it?"
Wanya looked at the wounded and felt a headache. Instead of expressing his opinion immediately, he asked back: "Comrade Andre, what do you think should be dealt with these wounded people?"
"If there were only a few wounded people, maybe I would order someone to shoot each of them to end their pain." Andrei said in a little embarrassedly: "But there are two or three hundred wounded people here, so you can't kill them all, right?"
"Take them here and wait for the Germans to rescue them themselves." Wanya followed Sokov for a long time and knew his style of doing things. Seeing that Andre didn't know how to deal with the captives, he interfered with the matter: "Whether they can survive depends on their tone."
Andre was a little surprised at Wanya's treatment. He thought to himself that the Germans had just been repelled by us, so how could they make a comeback so quickly? Throwing these wounded people here, many people might die because they could not receive timely treatment. Seeing Wanya's face as cold as frost, he swallowed back what he wanted to say, and then shouted at his warriors: "Bring prisoners and weapons, prepare to cross the river."
Seeing the troops on the other side crossing the river one after another, Sokov, considering that they were carrying many wounded people and seized supplies, drew a company from the Second Battalion of Vasily and rushed to the side of the Tenebra River to help the troops who had just won the battle carry supplies and carry the wounded.
When Sokov saw Vanya again, he found that the other party was not only injured in his arm, but was lying on a stretcher with a bare shirtless, with bandages wrapped around his waist and abdomen. Seeing this, he hurried forward and held the other party's hand, and said in a reproachful tone: "Captain Vanya, didn't you say that your injury is not important? Why did you not withdraw from the battle in time because of the serious injury?"
Wanya sat up with support, grinned and smiled at Sokov, saying, "Comrade Brigade Commander, don't worry, don't look at the bandages on me, but my injuries are really not serious. I will be cured after lying in the health team for two days."
"Come," before Vanya finished speaking, Sokov shouted to the several health workers standing beside him: "Immediately send Captain Vanya to the health team and let the military doctors check him well."
Seeing Sokov urging the health officer to send him to the health team, Vanya showed a embarrassed expression on his face: "But, comrade brigade commander, I haven't had time to summarize the battle with you."
"Let the summary be put aside first. Now the most important thing is to treat your injuries." Sokov finished speaking, and rushed to the soldier carrying a stretcher and said, "What are you still standing here to do? Don't you go to the health team with the health officer?"
After seeing Wanya away, Andrei also came to Sokov. After Sokov looked up and down, he saw that the other party was almost intact except for the smoke of gunpowder and the military uniform had been slit a few holes on his body, so he said to him: "Captain Andrei, Wanya has been sent to the health team. You will report to me later on the entire battle."
Chapter completed!