The combat orders issued through Varosha's deployment were implemented in place, and the three infantry battalions in a step-by-step manner soon began to act according to the combat missions they had received.
Those German soldiers who were trapped in the combat carriage, either relying on the armored protection of the carriage and leaning on the back of the carriage, or hiding in the carriage and holding machine guns through the shooting holes, could see that a large number of Soviet infantry were advancing in succession.
But he moved closer to his side without losing an orderly attitude.
This kind of orderliness does not mean that the Russians lined up with guns and marched over, but that the Russians were like moving graveyards and reptiles and fleas scurrying all over the ground, using various obstacles.
Under the staggered cover of the bunker and relying on the German shooting blind spots and blind spots of vision, there was basically no direct firefight along the way and they were easily suppressed to a very close distance.
There is really nothing we can do about this situation now. The situation of the German soldiers trapped in the train wreckage under the platform is really too passive.
The place where they are now is on the track bed under the platform, which is a low-lying area in itself. It is equivalent to being sandwiched by the platform heights on the left and right sides, as if they are trapped in a valley and isolated and helpless, and the people on both sides of the valley are
The cliffs and highlands are all in the hands of the Russians.
The direct consequence of this is that the blind spots of vision and shooting dead spots for the trapped German troops are quite large. In addition to some turrets installed on the top of the combat carriages, the machine gun towers have a higher field of view and can still respond effectively to fight.
outside.
The rest of the firepower, such as those installed in flatbed carriages or lower-height combat carriages, are simply unable to cross the blind spot of shooting and attack the Russians across the blind spot of vision. This greatly limits the firepower output capability of the trapped German troops, and also
This created an excellent opportunity for the Red Army troops to advance on the front line.
There is also an additional effect when the German soldiers who can't see how many enemies there are or where they are now hear their comrades occupying the higher field of view of the turrets and machine gun towers in the lower part of the carriage or outside the carriage.
When the bad news came, it was an indescribable, intangible, and terrifying effect that one could only rely on imagination and guesswork to make people feel full in place almost immediately.
"Did you hear that? Enke said that he saw hundreds, maybe even thousands of Russians rushing towards us. They would suddenly rush down the platform and stab us to death with bayonets. How could we beat such a small number of people?
So much?"
"It's not just the south, haven't you heard? There are also Russians behind the broken trains on the east track. It's just that they haven't started charging yet. It's just a matter of time."
"I'm worried about the Russians in the north. We were beaten back by them just now. They will definitely not give up and will definitely continue to pursue us. I would do this in my place."
"...."
The whispers between you and me are full of worries about the bad situation and the worsening status quo, which are beyond words.
It can be seen that this group of German soldiers are not die-hards who really want to fight to the end, at least not all of them. If they were really a bunch of crazy die-hards, they wouldn't have to sit here and talk about these useless things.
, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just copy the guy and beat him to death.
There must be a major reason why they haven't surrendered yet...
What are the triggers?
The answer is simple. It is the air force colonel standing in the center of the armored car at this moment, furious at the two low-level officers in front of him.
"Surrender? Never surrender! This is impossible!"
"How can I surrender to those dirty and despicable Russians when I shoulder a task personally assigned by the Imperial Marshal? It's them who should surrender! Countless reinforcements will soon be surrounded from all directions, and Marshal Model will not
If you just sit back and ignore what is happening here, the Imperial Marshal will personally give him orders!"
"As long as Marshal Model orders the reinforcements to attack, everything will be fine! We only need to hold the defense line, with these powerful armored carriages and the heroic and tenacious fighting will of our soldiers! You two should also prepare for serious things, such as waiting for reinforcements
After arriving, accept the surrender of the Russians. The surrender ceremony must be conducted with gentlemanly etiquette, and the same applies to the lowly Russians."
"...."
After a flight of spittle flying in all directions that made people speechless, two officers, a major and a captain, were really speechless in front of the colonel.
Everyone knows that you are the Imperial Marshal who parachuted down to supervise the completion of this mission, and you are also a man who parachuted directly from Berlin. You are not a front-line combat force, not even an army, you are just an Air Force colonel.
But even if that's the case, brother, you can't just leave it here without talking about the truth, and don't understand any military common sense, right?
Reinforcements? Where the hell did the reinforcements come from!
Didn’t the station garrison team that was stuffed into the car think about running away together and evacuate? Didn’t they say that? There is no serious organic field force in the area, and there is no reserve team to send. The only one can help.
The unit that was fighting was the Skeleton Division, but right now the Skeleton Division, those bastards, had already fucking disappeared, and they didn’t even know when they were going to run away.
Just the escort team in the car plus the third-rate station guards who squeezed in at the last moment. How can such a group of people still want to withstand the fierce attack of the Russians on the opposite side? Have you really never heard of the "Steel Butcher"?
Isn’t that a bad name? Don’t tell me you don’t even know who Malashenko is!
Seeing that the major next to him was about to get angry because of the unreasonable behavior of the bastard in front of him, the young captain quickly tugged on the major's sleeves and signaled with his eyes to stop messing around and talk to him outside.
After a few casual prevarications and some useless words to deal with the colonel in the carriage, the captain left the carriage and came outside the carriage. He didn't go far, and then lowered his voice to the major and spoke in a deep voice.
.
"Is there any need for you to argue with him? He is just a stupid pig from Berlin. Why should we argue with him?!"
"Don't care? What can we do if we don't care?! He is responsible for commanding everyone. If he goes crazy, we will all have to accompany him to death. What's the point of doing this now!?"
The major was annoyed as to why he had to die and be buried with this idiot. He looked unwilling and unwilling.
In stark contrast to this, the captain next to him had a gloomy and unpredictable smile.
"Who said he was in charge of commanding everyone? After we all became prisoners of war of the Russians, who else was he commanding? Tell the Russians what he just said and the orders he gave, and I'm sure he will be shot.
!And it will be executed immediately! I’m not kidding you!”
The captain's tone sounded cold, cold, and extremely vicious, as if he was talking about an enemy rather than his superior.
He himself had annoyed enough the stupid pig who airborne from Berlin, so the major didn't have any substantive reaction to the captain's words at first. It took him a while to react, but after taking such a detailed look, he finally revealed his secret.
With a dumbfounded and disbelieving expression, he slowly spoke.