After dawn the next day, German reinforcements arrived at the village that had been attacked by rockets. The German major who led the team saw only about twenty soldiers with disheveled clothes and dark faces, sitting in despair outside the village where smoke was still rising.
The German major led a dozen of his men and walked on the warm dirt road towards the regiment command post in the middle of the village. However, he soon discovered that there were only a few huge craters, surrounded by blown-up motorcycles and charred corpses, and there was a lingering smell of burning in the air.
"What the hell, what happened here?" When the major saw this situation, he couldn't help but became angry and ordered a sergeant beside him: "Sergeant, you go and bring a guard over. I want to ask them, last night What happened here?"
Not long after the German sergeant left, he came over with a second-class corporal. The major asked the other party: "Corporal 2, what happened here last night? Why was the entire village burned down?"
"I don't know, Mr. Major." The second-class corporal replied in a panic: "I was sleeping in the room, and suddenly I was awakened by the explosion outside. I rushed to the window and saw that there was a fire outside, and I ran away quickly. come out."
"Then did you see the regiment commander and the regiment chief of staff?" The major grabbed the other party's clothes and asked viciously: "You continue to see the fire outside, why didn't you go to put out the fire?"
"Mr. Major, the fire is too strong and we can't save it at all." The second-class corporal said with a sad face: "I later asked someone to find out that the sentries and patrols on duty outside the village saw that houses near the regiment's command post had been shot. After the fire broke out, they immediately rushed to put out the fire, but they were attacked by Russian artillery fire, and they all died."
"Russian artillery attack?!" When the major heard this, he looked around and said in confusion: "To destroy the village in a short time, it must not be mortars or light artillery, but heavy artillery. The Russians are How do you transport heavy artillery to the vicinity of the village? And you guys in charge of regimental security didn't even notice that the Russians had established an artillery position nearby."
The major became more and more angry as he spoke. He pushed the second-class corporal away and ordered his sergeant: "I will shoot all the soldiers serving as village guards."
The sergeant was shocked when he heard this order and quickly persuaded: "Mr. Major, are all the more than 20 people to be shot?"
"Yes, shoot them all, leave no one behind." The major roared: "Their duty is to protect the safety of the regiment. Now that the regiment has been destroyed by Russian artillery fire, let them go to hell to die with them." Officers."
The two dozen surviving German soldiers were disarmed and stood at the edge of the village with their hands tied behind their backs and blindfolded. Opposite them, the same number of soldiers stood. When the major saw that the execution soldiers were already in place, he raised his right hand high and shouted loudly: "Ready!" Following his shout, all the soldiers raised their hands. The gun was raised and aimed at the colleagues in front.
"Let go!" When the major yelled, he swung his hand downwards, and at the same time, the execution soldier pulled the trigger at the same time. After a burst of intensive gunfire, the soldiers on the opposite side fell to the ground in a mess, dying in various postures.
After executing these derelict soldiers, the German major ordered his men: "Search within a few kilometers nearby to see where the Russians have deployed their artillery positions."
When the soldiers dispersed to search, the major returned to the armored vehicle where the radio was installed and said to the communications soldier sitting in the carriage: "Send a phone call to the division headquarters and say that our regiment headquarters has been destroyed by Russian artillery fire. Please They dictate next steps.”
The German division commander was shocked when he learned that one of his regiment commanders, along with his command post, had been killed by Soviet artillery fire. He quickly called the major back and ordered him to find out where the Soviet artillery positions were. , how could the regiment-level headquarters be destroyed so easily.
German soldiers rode motorcycles and conducted searches with the village as the center point. About half an hour later, the motorcycle on which the German sergeant was riding arrived at the rocket launch site last night. Although Goria and the others didn't leave anything behind, he still found some suspicious places. He asked the motorcyclist to go back to find the major, while he stayed where he was and carefully surveyed the scene.
About ten minutes later, the major came over in the sidecar of a tricycle. He saw the sergeant looking around with his head lowered, and asked loudly: "Sergeant, have you found any clues?"
Hearing the major's voice, the sergeant quickly stood up straight and replied respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Major, I think I may have found some clues."
The major walked up to him and asked, "What clues are there? Tell me quickly."
The sergeant pointed to the ground and said to the major: "Mr. Major, look at the ground. An armored vehicle should have parked here last night."
The major looked down at the messy wheel and track marks on the dirt road, and said disapprovingly: "These are obviously the marks left by one of our half-track armored vehicles. Maybe they stopped here for a while. What kind of clue is this?"
"Mr. Major," the sergeant saw that his words did not attract the major's attention. He quickly explained: "Judging from the traces on the ground, this armored vehicle stopped here. The driver did not continue to drive forward, but stopped at the original location. They turned around and drove away in the direction they came from. Look next to the wheel and track marks. There are many footprints, proving that the soldiers on the vehicle had once got off the vehicle. Judging from these footprints, the spikes on their soles are round. , and our cleats are square, so I'm sure the Russians were here last night."
After the sergeant's analysis, the German major felt that it seemed to make sense, but he still frowned and asked: "What are the Russians doing here? As for setting up artillery positions, there aren't many traces nearby."
"Look here again," the sergeant took the major to the location where the tripod was set up, pointing to the ground and said, "There should have been something similar to a tripod set up here..."
"Could it be a gun scope?!" the major asked tentatively: "Their artillery observers have established observation points here to guide the artillery positions behind them in the direction of artillery strikes."
"This is impossible, Mr. Major." The sergeant shook his head and said: "The Russian artillery positions are all located on the east bank of the Volga River, more than thirty kilometers away from us, and they cannot be hit at all. Since their Artillery shells can’t hit here, so what’s the point of establishing an artillery observation point here?”
"Yes," the major said with some confusion, "What are the Russians doing here?"
"Mr. Major," just when the two of them were confused, the motorcyclist suddenly said: "When I went to the field hospital to visit a fellow countryman a few days ago, I once heard him say that the Russians now have a new type of Rocket artillery can be fired with only one launcher, and it is very easy to transfer. They have suffered losses from this kind of rockets during their attacks. Do you think the Russians will use this kind of rockets to attack our regiment headquarters? ?”
Hearing what the motorcyclist said, the German sergeant suddenly realized: "Mr. Major, I understand why there are marks of tripods on the soil here. It turns out that the Russians used them to set up rocket launchers."
After figuring out the real reason for the attack on the regiment headquarters, the major got back into the sidecar and told the motorcyclist: "Send me back to the armored vehicle. I want to report this situation to the division commander immediately."
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