However, now only two assault guns are left as their possessions. They had joined Heisenberg's mixed forces a few weeks earlier.

It was clear, however, that Rutherford believed that the force should be commanded by his ace captain, the Panzer Major, and not Heisenberg, an SS veteran. The assault gun was similar to a tank, except that there was no turret that could be rotated, and the main gun was fixed to a wide hull, facing the direction where the enemy was coming. The armorers piled bulletproof sandbags around the assault guns, turning the two iron guys into two pillboxes. The bridge is on the left and the bridge is on the right, one on one side. The Panzers are the elite of the Army, and as the elite of the elite, the SS Panzers have an unbeatable sense of superiority and undisguised arrogance, not to mention that Rutherford and his men are from the Ace Division. This makes Rutherford's arrogance the best illustration of this trait.

When Heisenberg and Zoff arrived at the bridgehead, Rutherford and his men were trying to fix two half-man-tall portraits of Hitler and Baron Alexon on the roof of an assault gun. They faced the huge portrait in the direction in which the enemy was coming, as if they had done so, the Russians were doomed.

"Great idea—brilliant idea!" Heisenberg applauded, half-mockingly, half-sarcastically: "It seems that our crusaders are ready to go to war again with the weapon of faith?" ”

Rutherford was a handsome young man, and a beautiful knight's Iron Cross hung from his collar, which dangled from his neck when he looked back at Heisenberg.

"Wow, wow, wow, look who's coming!" Not to be outdone, Rutherford sarcastically said, "Colonel Heisenberg! The superior commander of our fraternal troops! ”

Rutherfer, who was also an SS soldier, certainly knew that Heisenberg's SS rank was colonel. But his sincerity in referring to Heisenberg as a Wehrmacht rank shows his contempt for all other "lower" branches of the Army.

Zoff snorted and pulled out his cigarette. Throw it to Rutherfer, who stood condescendingly on the assault gun.

"Well, you can call me whatever you want - you can call me Heisenberg, as long as you agree to take out the ammunition from your little warehouse and let my men use it." Heisenberg pretended to spread his chips with ease.

Seven panzers appeared in front of Heisenberg, some standing on their chariots, others looking at each other, waiting for an answer from their commander.

Rutherford took a malicious puff on his cigarette and sneered. It seems that Heisenberg's proposal seemed ridiculous to him.

"Why?" He said coldly.

"Alright—Rutherford, and the Panzers, it's trickier than we expected - I've got word this morning. The Russians have already sent scouts yesterday and have already fought with ours in the pigsty. What does this mean? Explain that they are going on the offensive today or tomorrow. Heisenberg showed his watch and waved it at the Panzer Major: "Maybe in another hour or two, the Russian shelling will come!" But our Moder assault guns and MG62s have only a pitiful amount of ammunition - how do you let us fight this battle? Let those Wehrmacht soldiers and SS brothers die in vain? Your armorers must have ammunition for the Moder assault gun. Everyone knows this. And you don't have to put these two MG62s here neatly - one cannonball can send you all into the sky! For God's sake—Rutherford! Give us some of your extra ammo! Our soldiers in churches and cemeteries need these! ”

The armored major feigned sluggishness and took a puff of his cigarette. A look of disapproval: "The Wehrmacht was meant to die - as for your SS, I might as well think about it......"

"Hey, stinky boy, listen to me!" Zov irritably threw down his cigarette and took a step forward: "It's not a fucking Wehrmacht, SS business - it's a battle, we're facing the enemy damn Ivan - they don't care if they kill the SS or the Wehrmacht!" I'll tell you, Rutherford, if all the people defending the church and the cemetery are dead - you can't stop these two tank farts! ”

"Hmph—that's enough." Rutherford absentmindedly threw down the cigarette butt: "I'm not going to give a face." I'll show you tonight how our Waffen-SS Panzers turned the tide of battle with two tanks! ”

Zov was furious. The big man threw down his rifle and jumped onto Rutherford's tank in one step. He raised his fist and struck it, and the armorers also rushed over. Heisenberg hurriedly grabbed Zoff and shouted at Rutherfer: "Bastard - tonight you will regret what you said now!" ”

Suddenly, everyone stopped, and the sound of the attack aircraft came from far and near - it was already very clear. When they looked over, they saw the enemy plane swooping straight at them like a cigar in the air...... It's all over, they're dead - this damn quarrel is killing itself.

"Smack!" A crisp gunshot rang out from behind him. Then came the crisp sound of eggshells falling to the ground. The enemy's attack aircraft suddenly shook and still flew steadily towards them, but did not fire. Everyone standing on the assault gun shouted and jumped off the tank, and the enemy plane flew almost past the top of the portrait of Hitler, and then plunged straight into the river under the bridge behind them. The plane didn't explode, it just plunged straight into the mud like a suffocating bird.

An old voice stood up from Heisenberg's side: "129 souls...... Oh baby, look at you...... You have indeed become an even more powerful weapon! I know the way...... I know you can do it......" Bolorski, the legendary old sniper, reveled in his rifle and rubbed his exaggerated beard lovingly over the wood grain.

An armored soldier ran back from the river and shouted: "The pilot's face was shattered by bullets, and the glass of the cabin was covered with blood." ”

"Just one bullet!?" Rutherfer's mouth opened wide, unable to believe what he was hearing.

All eyes were on the bearded sniper. The old Bolorsky calmly wiped his mustache and laughed happily: "Grandpa is home!" The children! ”

The appearance of Major Bolorsky successfully resolved the contradictions between the infantry and the armored corps. The old sniper was a respected military man. The various medals, medals of merit, and crosses he wore were his opinion turned into indisputable truth. It didn't take a while. Hasen came to Rutherford's bridgehead with the three commanders of the defensive positions on the front line that Heisenberg had asked him to find. Eventually, with the support of the Sniper Major, Rutherfer agreed to let the Heisenbergs use their stock of Moder assault gun shells, and the Panzers even volunteered to remove the MG62 and its ammunition from the assault guns and give them to the Wehrmacht soldiers on the front line. Major Rutherfer, in order to apologize for his arrogance, also accidentally drove two cars from the warehouse and sent them to Heisenberg. He said that it was the trophy of the Panzers during the raid the other day, and that it might be of more use in Heisenberg's hands. But in exchange. Heisenberg's Morder assault gun had to be put under the command of two Panzers sent by Rutherfer. Although Zoff strongly objected, everyone finally agreed.

However, the appearance of Major Bolorsky also brought new problems.

"What! You're saying it again! Hassan shook his head. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"That's right, kid." The old sniper took a sip of the coffee in his cup and sighed softly: "They have gathered heavy troops on the north side of the city. ”

Heisenberg had just sent off the soldiers who had come to carry the shells. "What's the situation?" Heisenberg came to them, and several junior commanders were sitting around the old sniper.

Major Juncker said that during his routine hunt this morning, he had discovered that the Russians had assembled north of the city. Captain. Young Hassan looked at Heisenberg solemnly. I brought him a cup of coffee.

"How many people are there?"

"Hmm...... How many thousands? The old sniper stroked his exaggerated beard meaningfully: "And I even made an unexpected discovery!" The children! He mysteriously swept his eyes over everyone.

"What? What did you find...... Could it be that the Russians who came were all female soldiers?! Zoff said with a wry smile.

"Ah—if you live, don't imitate what I am about to tell you. You're too young. ”

Bolorsky said with a hung appetite: "That's right, in the early hours of this morning, your bearded grandfather was ambushed in a ditch on the side of the road north of the city. The sniper pointed to the stinking mud on his camouflage coat: "In front of me, there is the temporary command post of the Russians massing their troops, which is a small slaughterhouse workshop. The children...... I inch by inch...... Slowly approaching this slaughterhouse. On the road beside him, there were all Ivan deserters. There were smokers, drinking and dancing around the campfire. There are those who sharpen their knives, and there are ...... who make out with female soldiers in the grove" These appetizing details make everyone seem a little impatient. "Okay—anyway. Eventually, after I figured out their camp, I was preparing to sneak out. But suddenly! "Everyone was almost taken aback." Two officers are coming in my direction, and they're getting closer! ”

"You've been discovered?!" Young Hassan shouted.

"Nope! No. Your bearded grandpa won't be so easy to spot! ”

Bolorsky strodged his beard triumphantly: "They came towards me, but stopped on the road above me. Then they untied the lasso...... Open...... Begin...... Urine...... Urine...... Hoo! ”

At this point, everyone began to notice the wet stains on the old sniper's overcoat. Everyone's heads that had been close to each other all stepped back. Bolorsky laughed as if this were Heisenberg's compliment to his legendary camouflage technique.

"And then, what did you hear?"

"The two guys said: they are not sure about the situation of the enemy in the city of Levto. But crossing the river by tomorrow morning shouldn't be a problem. They also said that they did not know if their troops would be reinforced by the Ninth Tank Division in tonight's offensive. That's it. "The old guy is the only one of these people who understands Russian.

"So?"

"So, kids...... I think Ivan's attack will be tonight, not tomorrow morning. And, most likely, a few hours earlier than expected...... The Ivan had a habit of attacking after dinner. ”

"What time is Hasen?" Zov looked at the young man solemnly.

"Ah...... Half past four. Sir. ”

"That is, we optimistically estimate that there are still two hours before the enemy attacks." The sniper swept everyone's eyes: "Okay—you guys talk first, kids...... Grandpa, I need to hurry up and get some sleep! The old man picked up his coffee. Standing up calmly: "Let's go, baby, go sleep with me for a while...... I promised to tell you another story......" Bolorsky stroked his sniper rifle and spoke, leaving everyone.

"Time is always against us." Rutherford came from behind, having been listening to the Major's story just now.

"So we don't have time to waste. Come on, gentlemen. Heisenberg put down his coffee cup and walked to the middle of everyone to spread out the map.

After half an hour of discussion. They pointed at the ass of an assault gun and determined the defense plan of the city of Levto.

Heisenberg took out a pencil and gestured on the map. Again, with their current forces, it is impossible to hold the small city of Levto - if the Russians use their armored forces.

"Fortunately - we are not on the part of the main offensive of the Russian army. We will only suffer some sporadic shelling, and we will be attacked only by a few marginal troops - those new recruits from Siberia. Remember, we can't fight them head-on. We're going to bring them all to Front Street. Then in the cemetery defense line. Armed with 10mm guns and Moder assault guns, they were routed. Got it? Heisenberg swept the crowd with a sharp gaze, especially Captain Priest, who was in charge of defending the cemetery's defenses.

"But won't they be able to get reinforcements from armored forces!" A small captain stood up.

"Little Paul." Heisenberg called the little man's name: "Leave the Russian tanks alone." The Ivan always let the infantry attack first. So the section you are responsible for defending, the closest church defense to the north, will be the first to encounter the Russian infantry. ”

"The Ivan have always used the sea of people to weaken our defenses first - they don't value human life that much." Zoff added, opening a can of beef, pinching the meat with his hands and chewing it in large gulps.

Captain Paul Jr. is a serious man. He rarely jokes, but he is a conscientious commander. "If the enemy were coming from the north, I would arrange for a lookout in the bell tower on top of the church. But Colonel, if we will be the first to encounter the enemy's infantry. I'd like you to equip the Heisenbergs with a few more MG62s, supported by Moder assault guns. ”

"How many people are in the church line?"

"12 pcs. Sir. ”

"I'll only give you one MG62."

"But. Sir—for what? Is it because all my men are Wehrmacht soldiers? ”

"No, no, little Paul." Heisenberg pointed to the big man in charge of defending the museum's defense, Ruben, who stood up, taller than Zov, like a giant: "Listen, Paul, we have too few men to withstand any sacrifice. Therefore I want you to abandon the church after you have stopped the first wave of enemy attacks, and take everyone with you to join the Ruben forces on your left flank. We're going to give up the church. ”

"Abandon the church?!" Little Paul looked at Heisenberg in distress: "But this is an excellent defensive position, easy to defend and difficult to attack. ”

Ruben answered Paul's question for Heisenberg: "Yes, little man. It is precisely because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack that we have to give it to the Russian pigs. And then when they fill that church...... ...... hum" The big man sneered and turned his gaze to Rutherford, the major of the armored corps: "The major can use the moder assault gun to flatten the entire church." ”

"Paul." Rutherford interjected: "You go get a few mines and bury them in the church - I want to see more sparks when the fireworks are set off." ”

"Captain Reuben." Heisenberg looked up at the big man: "The museum is a two-story marble building, and we should be able to hold out there for a while." I'll give you 3 MG62s, and 60 grenades from the Panzer warehouse. Is that enough? ”

"Enough!" Dahan stood up and saluted Heisenberg exaggeratedly.

"But Reuben, I don't want you and your men to die in the museum – listen, when you're more than half of your men killed, get out and take you and Paul's men to the cemetery behind you to meet the priest. Got it? ”

"Aren't the assault guns of the Panzers going to support us? Sir! The big man said this, but his eyes were fixed on Rutherford.

"We will act according to the situation." The SS Panzer Major said indifferently: "Our main task is to guard the bridge - this is the purpose of defending the whole city. ”

"Yes." The big man grinned and grinned, "Sir." ”

Zoff looked at Ruben's expression, nodded, and smiled.

"Father." Heisenberg turned his attention to Heisenberg's most trusted commander.

"Captain." An inconspicuous SS captain of medium height closed his Bible and stood up: "What do you want from me, Captain?" "An SS grenadier, a devout Protestant, a pre-war clergyman, and a tenacious and faithful commander. All these contradictions are concentrated on this middle-aged man who is nicknamed "Captain Priest" by the Germans.

"Captain, you know, this time I entrust you with the most important task." Heisenberg took out his cigarette case and knocked a cigarette out of it and gave it to him.

"Xie Lu Xie, Captain. I don't smoke. ”

Heisenberg himself took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. A man who had been in the army for many years and had maintained a non-smoking habit, Father Priest was the first and only one Heisenberg had ever met.

"Captain. We have turned the cemetery into a fortress. The soldiers dug for two days and two nights, a total of two main trenches in the front and rear, connected by a road in the middle. In addition, we made hundreds of sandbags to build fortifications for two 10mm guns, and a large number of bunkers. Anti-tank mines have been planted on the main road behind our positions, as you ordered, and other mines have been placed in the city square between the church and the post office. Three searchlights to cover the square have been prepared. 24 anti-tank rockets were allocated. All 4 MG62s have been housed. If Ruben and Paul had brought their machine guns alive, we'd have seven—and that would have been a line of steel. The fighters have resolved to fight the Russians to the death in our graveyard and never take half a step back. The flamethrower is ready. Ammunition supplies have been prepared. It's just that...... One more question......"

Heisenberg was pleased with the priest's report. (To be continued......)