The sun had already risen, and the blood-red dawn had fallen.

On a new day, in the vast territory of the Soviet Union, the war of aggression and defense of the country continued. The German troops had advanced to Smolensk, and the road to Moscow had actually been opened. The Soviets are still fighting there, and far south in Ukraine, the situation of the Soviets is a disaster.

Yang Mingzhi and his comrades-in-arms fought in the German-occupied areas and launched military operations in the rear. They have carved out a new battlefield in the town of Kuta, a node of transportation that is in dire straits.

At dawn, Schneider, commander of the German 707th Division, sent a telegram to Mozyri. "The Soviet heavy army group raided, and I decided to fight until the last moment."

Because the town of Kuta was quite close to Moziri, the local defenders were shocked. During this period, the road leading from here to Lechitsa was not always smooth, and the stragglers of the Soviet partisans were not counted, but the point was that there had been many regimental battles on both sides of this road.

Schneider described the situation as so serious that the Germans had to react positively, and reinforcements were already moving closer in the direction of Kuta Town.

It's just that Schneider may not be able to wait for the time for reinforcements to arrive, and his heart is almost desperate.

"Divisional commander! The enemy has broken through to our tanks, and you have to retreat. "The staff officer, who was already fighting in person with a rifle, roared loudly, hoping that the commander would retreat.

Schneider shook his head. "Run away? The enemy has already surrounded us, and if we were to retreat, we would have retreated long ago. Unfortunately, it looks like I'm going to die here after all. ”

"But we can't sit still!" The staff officer winked, and several guards stepped forward and were about to forcibly drive Schneider to withdraw.

"You are not allowed to do this!" Schneider shook off the soldiers, quickly loaded the submachine gun, pointed the muzzle at them, and looked very ugly. "I tell you, if I were to retreat, I would be a coward and a traitor to the army. I am the one who told you to stay here and continue to fight, and if the battle fails, I can only apologize with death. I've suffered too many setbacks, the ambush of military vehicles, the explosion of the town of Luvanka, the massacre of search teams and what we are experiencing now. I conclude that the people who started these things were those who fought against us. ”

Several staff officers present were all anxious. "Division, let's retreat, we've already killed too many people. We broke out, we still survived hundreds of people, reinforcements have already arrived, and there is no reason for us to continue to hold on. ”

Schneider lost his temper. "It's an order! Execute my orders! What is the life of a soldier compared to victory in battle?! It's just a bunch of chickens. We're here to be bait, and since the enemy is targeting us, this is our best chance. We are here to buy time, and eventually the reinforcements will wipe them all out, and then the Soviet troops that have attacked us will disappear without a trace, so that our logistics routes can be safe. ”

Everyone was speechless by what he said, and many people slandered him, and the so-called chief had gone crazy.

Schneider slowly stood up, took off his steel helmet, and replaced it with his military cap. "Gentlemen, we are a second-rate team in the military world, do you want to continue to be second-rate? But judging from the current performance of our division, it is indeed a second-rate team. The real army wants to see blood, we must give the soul of the 707th Division, and we must not let our colleagues laugh at us as stragglers. Luvanka's is that we have long been the object of ridicule, do you want them to laugh at us as rats? ”

After a lecture, the morale of the troops in the last part of the German drama was not ignited, and everyone was still suffering. However, Schneider is the king who ate the scales, and he has decided to die here. "The rest of you, defend this building for me!"

On the other hand, Yang Mingzhi was directing the troops to continue the charge. The German soldiers were well armed, and those who survived were even better. They had an abundance of ammunition, and the Soviets were exhausted from the heavy losses they had suffered and several hours of intense fighting.

Despite all the difficulties, the Soviet offensive never stopped.

Now Yang Mingzhi himself is also on the road approaching the damn building, and there are corpses all over the ground in the direction of progress, and his position is very high, and it is actually very dangerous.

"Damn it! The enemy is still resisting! He grabbed one of the soldiers and commanded in a loud voice, "You! Order our mortars to blow up the enemy's sandbag positions! ”

The soldier hurriedly rushed back and gave the artillery order. But Yang Mingzhi watched with a blank eye as this person was shot several times in the back and fell in a pool of blood.

"What the hell! Kharkiv, the task of reporting the message is handed over to you! ”

Yang Mingzhi didn't think too much, the young man next to him had been following him, and now he was the best messenger.

Kharkov was really frightened in his heart, he was already too close to the front line. But this is the order of the commander and can only be resolutely carried out.

Just over from the church, Natasha saw Kharkiv running, making his way through the rubble to dodge the flying bullets.

"Besika, that's our friend Kharkov, we have to help her."

"How can that help!"

"Fire cover, of course!" Natasha said.

The muzzles of the two men were reoriented to specifically hit the enemy who was hiding in the sandbags to fight back. After a rapid and precise fire, several German soldiers fell one after another.

"Well done! Who hit it so accurately? Yang Mingzhi looked left and right excitedly.

"Who else, of course, is your wife!" Yerentina came prostrately, and she brought a few more people. "Berekov, you can rest assured that I met their messenger. The three of them are safe and sound! ”

Yang Mingzhi took a reassuring pill, and suddenly there was a whistling sound in the sky, and mortar shells rained down in front of the damn building. The stubborn ones were blown away, and their shattered corpses were scattered around the position.

There was no serious resistance to this, Yang Mingzhi held on to his helmet and led the guard company to storm the building in the posture of a commando. He guessed that there must be an enemy command hub hidden in the building, as his own troops had not discovered the enemy's headquarters, and this was the last possibility.

"Rush! Comrades! Take it and the battle is over! He yelled, his throat almost bursting, and only then could he drown out the sound of artillery fire.

The star fruit in the distance wiped a handful of sweat beautifully. "Alright, my husband and comrades have rushed in there, and our mission is complete."

"Yes, but Bessica, you don't care about your husband either. He is obviously the deputy division commander, but he behaves like a company commander. Natasha said with concern.

Carambola pinched her shoulders, "He's my man after all, I know him very well." Alright, let's get out of here now, I guess the battle is coming to an end. Alas, this Mosin Nagant's recoil is really annoying. ”

The three of them retreated to the lowest level of the church, and Carambola was surprised to see that many wounded soldiers had been sent here.

"Oh my God! How many people! Her eyes widened as she saw soldiers walking in with the wounded men in their arms, and some of the conditions were too bad.

There were many wooden chairs in the church, which were used as temporary beds, and the fighting was still going on, and the work of treating the wounded began.

"No! I think I'm going to put down my rifle now. That man gave us the task of finding our target freely, and now I have to work as a medic. Carambola threw the rifle and looked at Natasha. My sister, you and Igor keep moving. Forgive me for my presumptuousness, I am now going to be a hygienist and save our comrades. ”

Hearing this, Natasha, who wanted to continue the attack with the fighters, also wavered. Since Besica wants to save people, she has to stay. "Snipers have to be paired with observers, and I'm leaving the people to help you and save us now. Igor, do you agree? ”

"Of course, I'm at the mercy of you two." Igor put down all his weapons and touched the situation, he knew the fate of these wounded soldiers.

If left untreated, many people will die quickly. But even if they were treated, only the lightly injured would survive. Rescuing them can at least give everyone hope, and it is also hope for the soldiers who continue to fight.

Because of this battle, many of the dead were going to be in the wilderness, and the troops didn't even have time to bury the dead. He saw that Besica and Natasha were already caring for the wounded, helping with the unit's very small number of medics.

He couldn't help but look at the strip of cloth tied around his calf, as star fruit was untying a wounded soldier's leggings and tying his wounded arm. "So this thing still has such a use." Surprised, he also got a call from the girls to help carry people.