Due to the complete destruction of the military communication lines of the Brest Fortress by the Germans before the outbreak of the war, the communication between the fortresses was completely interrupted, so that Fuming, as the supreme commander, did not know how many defenders were left in the entire fortress and where they were distributed, he could only guess which fortress had his own troops according to the location of the guns, and sent liaison personnel to which fortress to inform them to break through in the evening.

In the Kobrin fortress to the north of the fortress, thousands of Soviet commanders and fighters were gathered, mainly officers and soldiers from the 44th Regiment of the 42nd Infantry Division, as well as some artillery and anti-aircraft artillery, commanded by Major Gavrilov, the commander of the 44th Regiment. Since the Germans focused their attack on the central fortress and only besieged them, the battle did not appear to be fierce. Perhaps because of this, Fuming didn't know that there was still a force here that insisted on fighting, so he didn't send a communication corps to them to inform them of the breakthrough.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the troops, having been notified, began to assemble one after another towards the Holm Gate. As the Germans occupied a section of the barracks between the Terespol Gate and the Holm Gate, the commanders and fighters of the 17th Frontier Corps and the 333rd Infantry Regiment were subjected to machine-gun fire from the Germans on the windows of the barracks and the church bell tower as soon as they appeared in the open ground between the two gates. The dense firepower of the German army knocked down more than a dozen fighters in the front at once, and the commanders and fighters in the back immediately lay down on the spot and fired back.

The commander, Lieutenant Kirzhevatov, saw that the surrounding area was open terrain, and if he continued to lie down here, he would soon be wiped out by the German machine-gun fire. So he leaned up and yelled loudly behind him, "Don't panic, don't mess up. The Germans had only a few machine guns, and they couldn't stop us. Everyone, rush with me! Then, he grabbed the turntable machine gun in the hand of the soldier next to him, stood up straight, and took the lead in rushing forward while strafing in the direction where the German bullets were flying.

Kirzhevatov took the lead in the charge, which immediately made the blood of his soldiers boil, and everyone shouted "Ula" in unison, got up from the ground one after another, and rushed forward with his commander.

Seeing so many Soviet troops rushing forward desperately, the Germans who were resting in the barracks were alarmed, and they rushed to the windows, blocking the path of the soldiers' charge with rifles and submachine guns in their hands, and beating the dirt on the ground as if they were boiling pots.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kizhevatov hurriedly threw himself into a crater. As soon as they fell into the crater, the bullet whizzed over the crater, knocking several fighters who were following closely behind them to the ground.

Seeing the fighters being knocked down one after another, crackling and falling around him, Kirzhevatov was so anxious that he got up from the pit with a loud roar, picked up his machine gun and shot all the bullets out of the magazine at one of the windows with the most firepower, although he threw the machine gun that had run out of bullets, picked up another submachine gun, and rushed forward as he fired.

When Kizhevatov rushed into the Holm Gate and looked back at the warriors who followed him, tears almost fell. There were 172 people at the time of departure, and only 36 of them managed to rush to the Holm Gate with themselves. At this time, Zubachev walked up to him and asked from afar: "Comrade lieutenant, how many people have you brought here?" ”

Leaning against the wall, Kirzhevatov raised his hand and pointed at the fighters gathered next to him, and said weakly: "Comrade Captain, our people are all here. ”

Zubachev, seeing this small and incomplete unit, raised his hand and patted the lieutenant on the shoulder, sighed and said: "Let's go, comrade lieutenant, come with me to the commissar and let him arrange tasks for you later." ”

Seeing Kizhevatov, Fomin couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade lieutenant, how many of you have come?" ”

"36 people." After answering this question, Kizhevatov, who felt uncomfortable, hurriedly changed the topic: "Comrade commissar, from which direction do we break through?" ”

"Break out to the west." After Fumin said this, seeing that Kizhevatov's face showed a surprised expression, he quickly explained: "At that time, there will be friendly troops to meet us." ”

An hour later, more than 400 warriors were crowded in the doorway of Holm Gate, and as soon as the time came, they immediately launched a breakthrough operation. But regrettably, apart from this small unit of Kizhevatov, which suffered heavy casualties, no more troops arrived.

Zubachev walked up to Fomin's side and asked him in a low voice: "Comrade commissar, do we need to postpone the breakthrough and wait for the troops who have not yet arrived?" ”

Fuming thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "No, Comrade Captain." Since we have agreed with our allies to break out at six o'clock, then we can't change the time casually. ”

Hearing Fumin say this, Zubachev had no choice but to nod helplessly and said: "Comrade political commissar, it seems that this is the only way to go, we have done what we can do, I wish them good luck and rush out of the encirclement of the Germans." ”

When the hands of Fuming's watch pointed to six o'clock, he raised his pistol high above his head and said loudly to the soldier door beside him: "Comrades, our reinforcements are outside, rush out with me!" With that, he brandished his pistol and led the way out of the doorway.

Not far from the doorway was an iron bridge, on the opposite side of which were several sandbag fortifications erected by the Germans, and a fifty or sixty meter long trench with the muzzles of seven or eight machine guns, aimed at the bridge deck. As soon as they saw the troops rushing out of the doorway, the German machine gunners, without waiting for the order of the superior officer, decisively pulled the trigger and strafed the charging troops.

The fighters who rushed to the front were suddenly knocked down in large pieces, and the rest of the fighters were suppressed to the ground by the rain of bullets. As soon as he raised his head to fight back, the bullets that continued to sweep in front of him chirped into the dirt, and the sand that splashed up hit his face painfully. The soldiers could not raise their heads, so they could only stretch out the guns in their hands, bury their heads and raise their wrists slightly, pull the trigger by feeling, and shoot forward in vain, not so much to fight back, but to be more accurate in order to strengthen their courage.

The few commanders were similarly crushed to the ground, and as soon as Lieutenant Filagradov raised his head and tried to tell his fighters to continue charging, he was hit in the head and shoulder by several oncoming bullets at the same time, and after a moment of stiffness in the air, he threw himself motionless on the bridge deck. Karrelin, who was lying next to him, after firing two shots from the enemy's machine gun with his pistol, reached out and grabbed the lieutenant's arm, trying to drag his bloody body to a safe place next to him. As a result, his body did not lag far against the ground, and his body was also hit by several bullets, and then he lay there and stopped moving.

Fuming, who was hiding behind a truck with only the frame left, saw that the hundreds of soldiers behind him were suppressed by the enemy's fire on the bridge deck and could not move, and the casualties in the team were constantly increasing, so he turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth, waved his pistol decisively, and shouted loudly: "Retreat!" ”

Just as the warriors heard his shouts and were about to venture out of the ground and retreat to the Holm Gate, a miracle happened at this time.

I saw a German convoy roaring in the distance, and when it reached about fifty meters behind the German position, all the motorcycles, armored vehicles and tanks immediately turned and formed a neat line behind the position.

When the German commander saw the arrival of reinforcements, he immediately stood up and brandished his pistol, ready to direct tanks and armored vehicles to shoot at the bridge. Unexpectedly, the bullets fired from armored vehicles and motorcycles did not shoot at the Soviet troops on the bridge, but hit the German officers and soldiers fiercely, beating them to the ground. The shells fired by several tanks directly lifted the machine gun shooter and the machine gun into the air together.

The Soviet commanders and fighters on this side of the bridge looked at the scene on the other side of the bridge in amazement, and the second monk was puzzled, and they couldn't figure out why the Germans suddenly became infighting.

When the Germans on the bridge were wiped out, a tank pulled out of the queue and slowly drove towards the bridge. Just when the soldiers were at a loss, they saw that the top cover of the tank turret was lifted, and a tank soldier leaned out half of his body and held a bright red military flag high above his head with both hands.

After the political commissar Fuming saw clearly the military flag held by the tank soldier, he suddenly burst into tears, he stood up and shouted to the soldiers who were squatting or lying on their stomachs behind: "Comrades, it is our people, our people, our reinforcements have arrived!" ”

At the sound of his shout, the fighters in front of him rose from the bridge, shouted "Ula" with tears in their eyes, and rushed towards the tank.