chapter 30
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“Hey, the axis is perfect. Anyone who sees it would think it was a land God made for tank warfare.”
With my binoculars, I was exclaimed as I looked around the Bochnia-Tarnov axis, which was likely to be the main target of the enemy.
The main offensive line we need to block is about 40 km, but considering the possibility of a detour by the Germans, there is a potential possibility of deploying troops at a range of up to 150 km.
Considering the size of the internal affairs forces, the ability to defend at a range of 40 km is overflowing. Concrete reinforcement for the already built fortress was also carried out, and aircraft and artillery units were also deployed to provide close air support near the front lines.
The reason that the Russian army was pushed back in the original history was the lack of firepower, but now the Interior Army has more artillery per unit than any other German army. I don’t know about performance.
“I must tell you to make sure the bridge is secured. If the bridge flies, it will be several times more difficult to deploy a reserve force in case of emergency.”
“You should also keep in mind that the Germans will infiltrate and blow up the bridge or try to remove it with artillery fire.”
“That’s it, and above all else, the game changer in this battle is the old gun unit.”
We can’t be beaten knowing that the German army and the German army are planning to neutralize the Russian fortifications with a large number of mortars and large caliber guns.
“Enemy siege guns, train guns, and old guns were assigned in large numbers. It is said that the Austro-Hungarian forces brought everything they had, and several were also supported by Germany. The counter for that is to destroy the special forces and air bases, the old guns and train guns, and cut the rails to block the maneuvers.”
Irina, who had followed me up to this point, quickly took notes of my instructions. This part would be disseminated to units of all levels after discussing the reality at the meeting.
“Deploy the anti-aircraft artillery units forward, and tell them not to leave any enemy aircraft, that’s the way they get the artillery coordinates.”
We also pick artillery coordinate aircraft, but we are not as ignorant as train guns. The heavy guns we have are the 155mm towed howitzer, which is an improved version of the French 155mm howitzer, and the flat howitzer, which focuses on long range. In the era when the main artillery uses 75mm, it has tremendous firepower, but it is inevitable that it will be defeated by train and siege guns, which also use battleship guns.
If the enemy intends to crush us with artillery fire, we will pick up the enemy’s artillery fire with artillery fire. To that end, the trenches were set up to withstand shelling, and the engineers are still struggling to dig mortars, machine guns, and mines into the round barbed wire.
The enemy’s size was Austria-Hungary’s 3rd and 4th Army and Germany’s 11th Army.
The subordinate formations were the Stoger Steiner Mixed Forces of the Dual Empire, the 14th Corps, the 4th Corps, the 10th Corps, and several reserve brigades and divisions. Since one corps is generally about two divisions, the total size of 9 divisions is estimated at 90,000.
The 11th German Guard Corps, the Austrian-Hungarian 6th Corps, the 21st Reserve Corps, the Knossel Reserve Corps, the 10th Corps Reserve, 2 Guards Divisions under the Guard Corps, 2 divisions under the Austro-Hungarian 6th Corps, and the 21st Reserve Corps 2 reserve divisions, 2 infantry divisions under the Allied Corps Knousel, and finally 2 divisions under the 10th Corps, totaling more than 120,000 men. The above is a cross-verified enemy history with knowledge of the original history and reports from the Intelligence Department.
It’s not enough power for us to advance, but I don’t think we’ll lose.
“They will not pass.”
***
Capt. Mikhail Tukhachensky was digging a private ship with all his might.
After graduating from the military academy last year, I was happy to be assigned to the Guards for a while, and by the order of the Tsar, officers and sergeants from the Guards to the Internal Affairs Army were ordered to be transferred exclusively, and when I came to my senses, they were wearing a black uniform .
There was no room for disappointment that he had been kidnapped and taken away by the Guards.
Life in the Interior Army only remembered training, training, and training. All the previously learned knowledge had to go straight to the trash can, and the knowledge required by the Ministry of Home Affairs had to be absorbed like a sponge.
He then became the commander of an infantry company and was assigned to the front line.
There are three things I’ve learned here: First, do not expect to be treated like an officer in other units in the Home Affairs Army. Second, he is an aristocrat and arrogant, and he is a thoroughgoing performance-oriented in the internal affairs army.
Tukhachenski tried to remember what the third was, but his shovel was digging a trench frantically.
Are your subordinates digging? The nerds who expected such things were kicked out of their jobs sooner or later. When the situation is urgent, the magistrate is the magistrate, and the thing to listen to is the shovel. Tukhaschensky had even heard of the commander Count Vostok himself shoveling. I honestly couldn’t believe it.
“If you don’t want to die, dig quickly!”
“Don’t forget to angle when digging the trenches! If you don’t hit the angle, the shell shockwave could break your head!”
When digging trenches, the Ministry of Home Affairs demanded that if you could afford to do so, the angles should be straight. If possible, it was an added bonus to align the angles from the time the trenches were dug in the first place.
It is said that if you dig a trench at a certain angle, the shockwaves cancel each other out when the shells land, making it less likely that the person inside will die.
Tukhachensky, who had made an angle in a trench almost completed with a field shovel, felt a deafening noise in an instant.
Leaping into the trenches almost instinctively, Tuhachensky shouted.
“Stop work! It’s a bombardment!”
“Drop the shovel! Drop the shovel and grab the gun! Power battle ready! Prepare for battle!”
Throwing out the shovel, he grabbed the gun. What was the name of this damn thing? PPT-12, was it a 12-year Tokarev submachine gun? I heard that the original is separate and it is the second improved version.
This was the thing he fell in love with the most when he joined the military. It is said that a carry-on machine gun that fires pistol bullets fully automatically, and that some units are not provided with a rifle except for the designated shooter, only this submachine gun, but unfortunately, his company did not have this.
However…..
– Aww!
– Aww!
The shells fall to the ground leaving a pool the size of a swimming pool. These are large-caliber siege guns that were generously drawn in by the German and Austrian forces.
A shell that had fallen outside the trench entered the helmet and instinctively hardened his teeth inside the gas mask he wore on his face, unconsciously.
can i live
Will I be able to return home alive?
How many subordinates can you save?
Being in cover in the trenches gave me all sorts of sentimental thoughts. Beyond, sandbags, barbed wire, and concrete-reinforced fortifications were seen shattering and bouncing in all directions.
A few of his men were shattered by shells that hit the trenches, leaving no bodies behind.
It looked like it was going to go crazy. If I let my mind go a little bit, it feels like I’ll leave my body in that rain of fire without realizing it.
No, I’d rather go crazy. When he had a weak thought that he might not be so afraid when he died, he immediately put the feeling aside.
Dying to save others is a sacrifice, but throwing one’s own life at risk is terrible irresponsibility. It is an unforgivable escape for an officer who has the responsibility to save his men.
As they opened their mouths, the marching song they used to march in tandem came out in a hoarse voice involuntarily.
“The apple blossoms and the pear blossoms are blooming, the clouds are flowing over the river.”
“Katyusha comes out to the bank of the river and walks along the high and steep bank of the river.”
“Katyusha comes out to the bank of the river and walks along the high and steep bank of the river.”
There was a sound that didn’t sound like his own, and when he turned around, the other guys were singing along as well.
Seeing that, Tukhachensky realized later that the others were just as scared as he was, and he wanted to laugh happily at the moment. After that, it seemed that there was a guy whose pants got wet.
Instead of laughing, he raised his voice higher.
“Singing and walking, about the gray eagle of the meadow! About the one you love, the one who sends you precious letters.”
Then, the soldiers began to sing along the chorus as if they would not lose.
“About the one you love, the one who sends you precious letters.”
“Five! It’s a song, it’s a maiden song! Fly through the shining sun and deliver Katyusha’s greetings to a soldier on the far-off border.”
The shells exploded, but strangely, the singing sound did not disappear.
“Give Katyusha’s greetings to a soldier on the far-off border!”
The company members sang in their own voices. It was covered with a gas mask, and noises that were not known whether it was crying or laughter were mixed here and there, but the crying people and the laughing people didn’t stop singing.
“Make him think of the naive maiden, and let him listen to her songs.”
For some reason, the sound seemed to be getting louder.
“Let him defend his country, so that Katyusha can keep his love.”
No, the gunfire had subsided. Why did the allies already know the location of the enemy battery and subdue it early with artillery fire, or did the enemy charge imminent?
“Let him defend his country, so that Katyusha can keep his love!”
As soon as the song was over, the last shells flew and made a shell pit a few hundred meters from his trench.
After the song ended, a lead-like silence filled the son-in-law for a moment.
If you listen closely, you can see gunshots ringing in the distance. I don’t know if it’s friendly gunfire or enemy gunfire.
Only then did he remember why their march was this way.
What does it matter if her name is Katyusha or Katyu (Ekaterina)?
It was important that everyone here had a woman waiting for them when they returned. Even if it’s not necessarily a lover, it’s a reminder that someone, whether it’s a mother, sister, wife, sister, or daughter, loves him and is anxiously waiting for him to be safely embraced in his arms.
It was his duty as an officer to keep her from losing her smile, and to lead them back to her side in victory.
In the distance, the sound of shells falling can be heard. Seeing from the front, it looked like an enemy unit was approaching and was struck by lightning. Either that, or the enemy or friendly battery was damaged. Seeing how dense the binge sound was, I thought it was not as good as the original bullet.
Anyway, it was fortunate that the allies did not waste ammunition. If the enemy is covered in fire and lightning, fewer enemies will come here, and if the enemy battery has wasted shells, fewer shells will fall on our bridge.
If so, the odds are higher, and there is a higher chance that at least one more person will return alive. then.
In an instant, a scream was heard.
“Enemy check! Approaching!”
“aiming!”
All at once, the soldiers aim their rifles. As prepared in advance, mortar shells are fired from the rear.
-bang! Whoops!
As the shells exploded, shouts erupted from his mouth.
“Start shooting!”
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Machine gunshots were fired at the enemy ranks, and the riflemen began to open fire.
It was the beginning of the hell road that would later become known as the Bochnia-Tarnov Campaign.