Imperial Overlord

On the Soviet front, the Germans are continuously attacking Minsk. Yesterday evening, they were only a short distance away from Minsk.

The closer to Minsk, the stronger the Soviet resistance. If you want to keep getting close, you have to rely on attacks.

The 505th armored battalion, which was tasked with attacking the spearhead, was carefully planning an attack in the early morning, preparing to capture a small village near Minsk.

"Kalyus! And Kent! You two crews are responsible for covering the company commander's tank and following his tank to attack the village on the side of the road. The Russians may have set up a defensive stronghold there, so you have to cover the panzergrenadiers. There."

"The air force reconnaissance shows that the Russian troops are strengthening their border defenses, so you must be quick to attack the village! No enemy tanks have been found for the time being. This is all our information." Pointing to the map to introduce the basic tasks, the battalion Long summed up while folding his own map.

The attack mission conveyed by the superiors is very simple. They want to attack this small village and ensure the smooth flow of the road.

"Sir!" Kent, the commander of Tank 112, raised his hand and asked, "How many infantry are following us? How far will we stop after we take the village?"

The battalion commander laughed after hearing Commander Kent's question, and patted the dust on his trousers with the map in his hand: "Two companies from a battalion of the 1st Mechanized Infantry Division will follow you to attack!"

As he climbed into his bucket truck, he continued: "After taking the village, some infantry will be left to garrison. As for us, the task I received is very simple, to move forward as much as possible."

The German army's goal of the campaign was very simple. They had broken through the Soviet line of defense and their goal had been set near Minsk.

If the Soviet temporary defense line collapsed, as in Brest, all the troops would bypass the city and surround all the Soviet troops stationed there.

On one side of the pincer offensive is the 1st Armored Division under Guderian's Armored Army; the other side is the Mechanized Infantry Division and the 505th Independent Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion.

After receiving his assignment, Karjus rushed back to his Panzer 111, and along the way he saw the German mechanized infantrymen loading their rifles with ammunition and some jumping from the trucks carrying them.

"Joseph! Organize the ammunition! Including those three submachine guns!" As soon as he got back into his tank, Karyus began to give his orders: "In addition, check the radio station again! This time we are responsible for supporting the infantry. attack."

"Tyr, the information is not very accurate. We don't know if the Soviets have tanks. The situation is complicated, so pay attention to the search!" Karius reminded his gunner while hanging his earphones around his neck.

Then he called out to the driver of his tank: "Erich! Start the engine when you're ready! Test everyone's throat talker! I need you all to hear me."

The inside of the Panther tank, which is not large, began to vibrate from the engine. Everyone felt their tanks come to life, and the machines roared regularly.

The tail of the tank began to spew black exhaust, and the huge body of the Panther tank was ready to set off.

The mottled bullet marks on the armor represent its battle-hardened past. These traces are like military medals, and also represent the crew members of this tank, who have rich combat experience.

When the engine of the tank was running, Karius instructed the tall loader William beside him: "William! Choose a high-explosive grenade!"

Seeing William pulling out a high-explosive warhead from the shell rack, Karjus reminded again: "Our mission this time is to support the infantry attack, and we haven't found the threat of enemy tanks for the time being. But you'd better find an armor-piercing shell. Keep it handy! Just in case."

Hearing his commander's order, William nodded, pushed a grenade into the barrel, and closed the breech.

Seeing that his crew members were ready, Karjus leaned his upper body out of the car and looked at the position of his company commander's car.

Over there, the infantry accompanying the tank attack was already in place, and Tank 112 Kent was ready.

The other party, like Karjus, leaned out of the tank and waited for the order to start.

"Gentlemen of the 1st Company, can you hear me? Okay! Let's go!" The company commander's voice came from the earphones, and the battle started at this moment.

"Go forward! Keep the speed! Let the infantry follow us!" Pressing the communicator on his throat, Karius gave the order to move forward.

The Panther tank soon drove forward slowly, its tracks ran over the ruts, and finally pushed away the sprouting bushes and rushed onto the dirt road not far away.

Before starting the road, Karius raised the binoculars hanging on his chest and looked at the direction of the attack, hoping to see his target.

But because the roadbed was blocked by the bushes on both sides, he couldn't see anything.

"The investigation report was last night. God knows if the Russians will adjust their defenses overnight." Kent's complaint came from the radio headset.

Yesterday evening, in order to consolidate the security of the flank line of defense, most of the tanks of the 1st Company and the 2nd Company had been transferred to the flank line of defense.

After all, the troops are divided into two groups. While creating pressure on the enemy's flanks, their own defense lines are actually constantly expanding.

In this case, if you want to stabilize your defense line, you must disperse your forces. What's more, the Soviet Union's land is so huge, it seems that no matter how much the force is dispersed, it is not an exaggeration.

The result also led to the current situation. When the Germans attacked, there were only 3 Panther tanks and 2 No. 3 assault guns equipped by the 1st Mechanized Infantry Division.

The good news is that they have quite a lot of infantry cover, and the reconnaissance before dark yesterday did not find any sign of Soviet tanks in the village ahead.

The bad news was that German reconnaissance and intelligence became increasingly inaccurate as the location of the battle moved further into the Soviet heartland.

The maps in their hands began to become inaccurate, and the information provided by the reconnaissance troops was sloppy and random. Sometimes it's accurate, sometimes it's blurry.

Many times the maps prepared by the German army, especially the atlases in the hands of the grassroots troops, are outdated.

Many of the maps in the hands of the military are even replicas of tourist maps printed by the Soviets a year ago.

In this case, it is a bit whimsical to expect the grassroots troops to have a good grasp of the location and terrain of their troops.

In the process of advancing the troops, they could only rely on the captured Soviet maps to constantly revise the maps in their hands, so as to obtain accurate terrain judgments.

The bad thing is that most of the time, the Soviets' own maps are also very scribbled, and they can't be used as a military-level reference at all.

The map is still like this, and the efficiency of the reconnaissance force can be imagined. People often find that they bump into villages they can't find on the map, or can't find a village marked on the map - anyway, something goes wrong.

So more often, the German grass-roots commanders will temporarily sketch a map on white paper according to the description of the reconnaissance force for combat deployment...

Not far away, Kent's No. 112 had crossed the small dirt road, and the company commander's tank had also driven there.

Karyus's tank rushed to the roadbed, a black smoke spewed from the rear of the vehicle, followed by tightening the tracks, and the entire tank tilted upwards slightly.

Then, his tank rushed onto the road, and Karjus, who was holding a telescope, saw the quiet little Soviet village inside the eyepiece.

The attack started in the early hours of the morning. At this time, there was some morning fog, which made it impossible to see the distant Soviet villages.

"I can't see anything! I can't see the Russians, I can't see what's in the village! Damn it!" The company commander of the 1st company also seemed a little anxious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is the most torturous stage, and the battle is still going on. There was no start, and there was no movement in the opposite position.

With any luck, they could drive all the way and find out that the Soviets had long since given up, and the battle wouldn't have broken out at all.

If you are unlucky, the Soviets will suddenly open fire, and then enemy bullets and shells will pour in from all directions, and that moment is like being in purgatory.

"I didn't find the target either! If the Soviets were still there, I think we might have a little trouble!" Karius put down the telescope and said helplessly.

The Soviet troops, who would endure not firing at longer distances, were obviously not second-rate players. In the face of such Soviet elites, the German army was also very troubled.

The battle will be quite brutal, and the losses of the German army will become very huge. No one likes this kind of battle, and everyone is tensing up their nerves.

"Yeah! I think we'll have some trouble too!" Kent said gloomily. When he heard about his task in the morning, he knew it must be a bad day.

The infantry, who followed the German tanks, stooped and ran quickly across the road, turning over the bushes beside the road and leaving a machine gun there.

"The position on our side is not good! Lack of bushes and other cover! I think if the Russians were there, they would have seen us!" Kent said to Karjus over the radio, frowning.

"Call the infantry liaison team! Let's keep our speed and start the attack! Start the attack!" The commander of the company came from the headset.

"Erich, let's go! Follow the company commander's car!" Karius gave the order to follow, pressing his hand on the throat communicator.