The northeastern suburbs of Upper Yelishanka is a hilly terrain. The vegetation here is sparse, and small hills are rolling and extending to the outskirts of Stalingrad. In between, a winding river flows through and flows directly to the main stream of the Volga River.

In combat in hilly areas, under normal circumstances, no matter which side is the one who should seize the commanding heights, but here there are hills, but there is no such thing as commanding heights, because those small hills are too short and are not enough to effectively snipe the enemy's high ground.

But in such a place, it has now become the main place for the Soviet and German sides to compete.

With the sharp screams of flares, the entire earth was illuminated. Just under this brightness, the Soviet position could be clearly seen. On the opposite side of them, countless German soldiers wearing black coats and black helmets swarmed in like ants amid the tremendous shouts of killing. On the hills with eyesight, all the German soldiers rushing over the mountains were covered with German soldiers, and the red and black cross flags were flying all over. Among the attacking soldiers, you could still vaguely see several huge tanks.

Bestov stood behind the Soviet defense line and checked the offensive of the German army through a telescope.

This is not a regiment, this is definitely not a regiment! Bestov can fully affirm this. According to the German organization, the strength of a regiment is about 3,000 people, and there are probably more than this number of people who have already been put into the battlefield in front of them.

"coax!"

With a loud bang, a shell exploded on the defensive front that the Soviet army had just built, and then the dense artillery fire fell down without interruption like a meteor shower falling to the ground.

"Architecture!" Bestov shouted in shock at the position that was overturned in a very short time in the distance.

"Be careful!" Almost at the same time, his guard rushed up from behind and threw him to the ground with a shout.

"coax!"

A shell exploded less than ten meters away from Bestlov. The soil caused by the explosion splashed all over the sky, causing Bestlov and his guards to be covered in dust.

"Ah!" After the crisis, Bestov pushed away the guard's support and spit out the mud all over his mouth. Then he shouted, "Go. Immediately notify Comrade Vasiliev that we have encountered the landlord of the German Infantry Division! Their artillery troops have arrived in front of us. Let him report this situation to the Army Command immediately!"

Bestov's judgment is based on the basis. According to intelligence, the German 71st Infantry Division has a total of six regiments and two artillery battalions and one tank company. Now, not only are the German tank troops appearing on this line, but there are artillery firepower behind their attacks. From this point of view alone, it can also prove that Bestov's judgment is correct.

"Yes, Comrade Chief of Staff!" The guard agreed and quickly ran towards the temporary command post behind.

Watching the guard disappear in the direction of the temporary command, Bestov turned around, pulled his hat off his head, and then cursed and said something. Then he strided and ran towards a hill ahead.

When receiving the news from Bestrov, Vasiliev was commanding his local troops to launch a fierce attack on the center of the No. 1 test station. For him, the battle aimed at capturing the "big fish" has come to an end.

In that ruined building complex, gunfire has gradually concentrated in one location, which is a three-story building with a large area. From the outside, this should be the location of the original experimental station administrative building. The German army, who originally walked and defended in every corner of the building complex, was gradually compressed in the surrounding area of ​​the building after encountering the uninterrupted and crazy attacks by the Soviet army.

Looking from the night sky, I saw that the building was covered with flames like stars. Under the reflection of these flames, several or more than a dozen German soldiers in black uniforms were gathering towards the building from all over the place. Not far behind these German soldiers, the surrounding Soviet soldiers were chasing them. On the streets covered with rubble and bricks, no one was shot and fell to the ground, but the body twitching and trembling on the ground looked very desolate.

"The German resistance is at the end of his strength." Standing just a few meters away from the building, Vasilyev watched the battle situation ahead and felt relieved.

The German army's defense in this building was obviously in a hurry. They did not arrange any isolation belts in the area around the pavilion. The entire defensive position pieced together by gravel and broken walls was exposed to the sight of the Soviet army. If we ignore it, Vasilyev was sure to take down the building within twenty minutes. However, it is not possible now. He must take into account the casualties of his troops, because there will be a more cruel and costly battle in the future that requires soldiers to fight. In this case, preserving strength is a wise choice.

"Comrade Vasiliev," as Vasiliev was observing the situation around the building, a young and excited voice came from not far away from him, and then a tall young man with the rank of major on his shoulders ran over quickly.

"Comrade Gasak?" Vasiliev turned his head and looked at the young man. He obviously knew this young man, because this guy was an officer under his commander, and his official title was the leader. "What's the matter?"

Vasiliev frowned and asked, "At this time, Gassak should command the battle from a more forward position."

"I'm here to tell you good news," Gassack said with a smile. "In the battle just now, my soldiers seized some things from the Germans. Guess what?"

Vasiliev's heart moved. He felt that he thought of the "big fish" hiding in the building at this time, so he couldn't wait to ask: "What is it?!"

Gassack took out a folded document from his pocket and handed it to Vasilyev. He also said, "Look, I think this time, the German Seventy-first Infantry Division will not be able to leave."

Vasiliev unfolded the document and looked carefully. Soon, he understood what was going on. This document was a residual telegram manuscript, and the content written on it had been translated. The main meaning was that the division headquarters was besieged and urged subordinate troops to immediately reinforce. There was no doubt that the division headquarters of the 71st Infantry Division of the German Sixth Army was the "big fish" who was besieged in that building at this time.

"Ha!" Vasiliev felt that he was so lucky. Before the battle against the German 71st Infantry Division had officially begun, his troops had almost wiped out their division headquarters.

"Very good." Vasilyev said excitedly, "Tell your soldiers, you must capture this big fish alive. Remember, it is to capture it alive, I don't want to die. Remove the two howitzers on your hand. We must attack this building with force, not bombard it."

"Don't worry, the commander, we don't need to deal with it. We have something better," Gassack smiled mysteriously, and then said confidently. "You can watch our performance in a while."

After Gasak finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the other side of the street without waiting for Vasiliev to ask more.

"This little brat is mysterious." Seeing his beloved general running away happily, Vasiliev laughed and scolded.

The attack under Gassak command began soon. Standing at Vasiliev's position, you can see the entire battle clearly through a telescope.

I saw a group of Soviet soldiers walking through the narrow streets, relying on the cover of walls, houses and even gravel, moving little by little towards the building. Around the building, German soldiers relied on the fortifications piled up with temporary stones and sandbags to carry out a tenacious blockade.

Gassack obviously focused the attack on the front of the building, and the German army's defense in this area was the most solid. Up and down the stairs of more than ten steps, the German army arranged three lines of defense, and a firepower net woven by six machine guns, tightly blocking the empty field more than 30 meters wide in front of the building. During the first attack, dozens of corpses of the Soviet army lay down on the barren open space. At this moment, the Soviet soldiers retreated from the attack were compressed behind a broken wall on the outer edge of the open space, which was nearly forty meters away from the German army's first line of defense, and this distance of less than forty meters became an insurmountable gap.

Time passed by minute by minute. With the help of the fire, Vasiliev saw that in the gap between the attack, behind the Soviet position on the front of the building, several crawling soldiers were dragging piles of strange-shaped things toward the front. Because of the night, he could not see what it was, but it was also related to the second attack in a while.

"beep!"

More than ten minutes later, with a harsh whistle, the second charge launched by the Soviet army to capture the building finally arrived.

"Ula!"

Amid the whistle, a shocking cry sounded at the same time. Amid the shout, a scythe hammer and five-star red flag suddenly appeared at the corner of the street in front of the building. Then, a large number of Soviet soldiers rushed toward the direction of the building from all directions.

"Dadada..."

The German machine gun roared again, and several lightnings shot wildly around, and the ruthless devoured the lives of every Soviet soldier who was trying to rush up.

Vasiliev could see that the red flag raised high fell several times and was raised several times. The red flag is the direction of the attack and an important guarantee of the morale of the army. It cannot fall at any time.

"This is a reckless act, what happened to Gasak?!" Seeing his soldiers charging in the rain of bullets, Vasiliev cursed in his heart.

But at this moment, before Vasiliev's words were finished, a sudden change occurred on the battlefield outside the building. With a series of "whistling" sounds, four fire dragons, more than 40 meters long, flew up from the frontier positions that the Soviet army refused to defend, and rushed towards the German positions in front of the building.

"Flamething!" Vasiliev was shocked. He couldn't understand where Gassak got this thing. It was the equipment of the German army. Although there were flamething machines in the Soviet troops, it was mainly defensive weapons, large in size and short in flame burning time. Such flamething machines, which are small in size, can be carried by individual soldiers and have a range of more than 40 meters, should be the German 41 type, and the German army itself did not have much equipment. At the same time, due to the instability of this weapon and equipment, it was very difficult to seize on the battlefield. A soldier carrying a flamething machine was simply a moving explosive pack. No matter when it was, he had to be in a very safe position, otherwise, as long as a bullet hit the fuel barrel on his back, everything around him would be burned clean in an instant.

Although the flamethrower is so unstable and dangerous, in close combat, especially when seizing enemy bunkers, trenches or solid fortifications, this mixed fire dragon with rubber and gasoline can play a role that can not be played by artillery and explosive packs.

Just like now, the appearance of four flamethrowers quickly cleared the road for the Soviet attack. The places where the four fire dragons waded by were ignited without exception. Under the action of those rubber, the fire of hell could be attached to any place, on people, on stones, on broken walls, and even on the guns made of steel.

Dozens of German soldiers who were originally hidden behind the temporary fortifications were almost immediately trapped in the sea of ​​fire. They shouted, jumped up from behind the fortifications, and some rolled and wailed on the ground. Some were running around in front of the building like eyeless flies, and some even rushed straight towards the front of the Soviet position with flames, but they were quickly shot to the ground.

Despite his hostile stance, Vasiliev still felt unbearable to see this hellish scene. He clearly saw a German soldier with only a burning head crawling around behind the bunker, and finally plunged into the fire not far away.

On the battlefield, killing is not scary. What is scary is witnessing a living life with your own eyes, struggling to die in front of you. The painful twitching of life before death, and the bouncing of the corpse due to the twitching of muscles and tendons, is enough to make anyone remember the whole life. The more miserable the scene, the deeper the impression.

Under the attack of four flamethrowers, the gunshots on the German positions on the front of the building suddenly became deserted, and replaced by heart-wrenching wails and screams.

In contrast, the Soviet soldiers with great morale were greatly boosted. Amid the German wail, the already seemingly broken red flag fluttered again in the night wind. Under its guidance, the Soviet soldiers following him poured into the building that was almost blocked by flames like a tide. A street battle that lasted for nearly four hours was about to come to an end.

"The 73rd Division, commanded by Comrade Vasiliev, successfully encircled and annihilated the security regiments under the German 71st Infantry Division with the No. 1 Test Station area. All the division-level command centers, including the division commander General Alexander von Hartmann, were captured."

When he heard the news, Chu Sinan's first reaction was to reach out and punch the table hard, and then the second move followed was to laugh loudly.

For Chu Sinan, this was the first time that he had captured the enemy's senior commander alive in the battle he commanded, and the commander's rank was still the general. Haha, General, although the troops commanded by this guy were only one division, he was two levels higher than Chu Sinan himself in terms of rank. Who is Hartman, and why did he only command the troops of one division as a general? Chu Sinan didn't understand these questions, and he didn't want to know. There was only one thing he knew now, that is, this guy has now become his own prisoner and is being escorted here.

"Tell Vasilyev that I want to award him a medal, and I want to award him a medal in person," Chu Sinan looked very excited when facing Tolbuxin who came to announce the good news. While he was paced back and forth in the hall of the command center, he shouted, "Well, the second-level Medal of Honor, yes, that's it. Let Vasilyev, let him calm down and fight the battle behind him well. As long as the battle is over, we will hold a celebration meeting immediately."

Tolbuxin nodded vigorously. At this moment, he was really relieved. As Vasiliev's superior, his subordinates did not embarrass him this time, which made him feel very relieved.

In fact, this time it was also a mess of people from heaven. Just when Chu Sinan and his Stalingrad were seeking to annihilate the 71st German infantry Division, this German protruding unit was also seeking to launch a raid in the direction of the Soviet army on its right wing. In this case, its main force began to advance south, and the division command center, as the command center, stopped in the rear. In this way, Hartmann's command and one of his guard regiments encountered the 73rd Division, which was rapidly advancing in the night, and were eventually besieged at the No. 1 test station until it was captured.

While organizing the resistance, Hartman once sent a telegram to ask his troops to rush for assistance immediately, but the far water cannot relieve the near thirst, not to mention that these reinforcements have to face the heroic obstacles of the three regiments of the 73rd Division of the Soviet Army along the way.

Hartman's capture and the demise of the entire German 71st Infantry Division cannot be said to be the mistake of this unit's command organization. This is really a will. If Hartman's offensive plan was implemented a few hours earlier, the result of this battle might be another situation.
Chapter completed!