Imperial Overlord

On the bridgehead of a highway bridge, the Soviet sentry guarding here is bored watching the movement in the distance.

The German army is still some distance away from here, and there are still Soviet sentinels and defensive lines in front. Therefore, although the explosives have been fixed here, the bridge has not been blown up.

After all, some troops will use this road bridge when they retreat. Moreover, the Soviet army has invested heavily in defense here. If the situation is unfavorable, it is too late to blow up the bridge immediately.

The explosives on the bridge have been fuzes installed. As long as the detonator is pressed, the entire bridge will be broken into two sections in an instant.

"Look, our troops can't wait until our troops are withdrawn at this time!" A Soviet soldier said excitedly, looking at the listless friendly troops approaching from a distance.

The Germans have occupied Orsha, and at this time there are still troops retreating, which is more or less an encouragement to everyone.

The friendly army approaching from the opposite side urged them to lose their hearts. It looked like they had just been defeated and retreated by the German army.

This look is too familiar, because countless Soviet troops have escaped from the German encirclement blade in this look.

"Tell comrade battalion commander that we still have comrades on the enemy's side! Let him come over and take a look." Watching the approaching friendly troops, the officer on duty shouted loudly.

Immediately, there were soldiers to convey the news, and the soldiers on the position put down their weapons, got the water bottle they carried with them, and were ready to welcome their comrades.

The first Soviet soldier who jumped into the trench at the head of the bridge was smiling and gave a warm hug to the friendly troops in the trench.

"Thank you, comrade!" The other party's face was dark, and it looked like it had been blackened by artillery fire, and his clothes were covered with dust.

The Germans have cars and tanks, so it is not easy to run past these motor vehicles and safely return to the positions controlled by their own people.

Every soldier who retreats is God's darling. Those who were abandoned by God are now corpses lying on the side of the road waiting to rot.

More rout soldiers entered the trenches, and some even got on the bridge. The soldiers on duty on the Soviet positions finally realized that there seemed to be some problems with the other side.

"Which army are you... from?" the puzzled soldier asked, looking at the other party.

He found that everyone on the other side was very tall, and only a few people spoke, and the others were almost dumb.

"We...are from the 192nd Regiment..." A tall soldier replied fluently.

The 192 regiment is an infantry regiment deployed on the front line of defense. It is not well-known and is not the main force. It was defeated two days ago. Yesterday, many people retreated and stationed at the other end of the bridge.

"Hey, your troops!" The Soviet soldier who asked the question subconsciously turned his head and called his companion.

When the Soviet army was defeated, many people were in chaos, so now there are many soldiers from various scattered troops on the position of the defensive bridge.

In the Soviet Red Army, there were too many people named Ivan, so many that they could be told as a joke.

Subconsciously, he turned back and asked the Soviet soldier of his comrade-in-arms, his neck was suddenly restrained by a strong hand.

Then, before he could shout, he heard a small cracking sound coming from his cervical vertebrae.

Then, the unfortunate Soviet sentinel never breathed again. His body fell like a sandbag, revealing a dark muzzle behind him.

The Soviet soldiers who were crowded in the middle were actually carrying modified STG-44 assault rifles.

These assault rifles use drum feeds and fire fairly quickly. The sound of strafing suddenly sounded, and the Soviet troops, who had no time to pick up the Mosin Nagan rifle, fell one by one.

"Occupy the machine gun positions! We don't have much time to waste!" The German officer in the Soviet uniform who was already in the trenches ordered loudly.

Under his feet, lay down the Soviet soldiers who had been killed. There was no gunshot here, so the distant sentry didn't notice anything was wrong.

In charge of commanding the Flesh Block Bridge are soldiers from the 1st Battalion of the German Special Forces, who had previously participated in the task of receiving the surrender of British warships.

Infiltration is simply a piece of cake for them. Each of them is a carefully selected warrior, and their combat effectiveness can be described as explosive.

The soldiers carrying Mosin Nagant walked in front, covering their comrades with STG-44 assault rifles in the back.

All spread out over the Soviet positions, taking control of every trench and machine gun position they passed.

When the commander of the German special forces stood outside the gate of the Soviet commander, the Soviet battalion commander in the command was happy to think that he was waiting for a group of defeated friendly troops.

When he opened the door, he found a group of unfamiliar faces standing in front of him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ led by an officer holding a familiar device in his hand.

It was the detonator of the bridge, and it was supposed to be in the next room, kept by the sappers.

But now the thing was actually in the other's hand, tossed like a toy and then caught.

"Where did you find this? It's very important. Give it back to me!"

As a result, just as his hand was halfway out, a pistol was placed behind his head. He stopped, his eyes still blank.

The next second, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and then looked at the tall man in front of him in disbelief: "You...you are Germans!"

"Yes! We are Germans!" a German special forces soldier replied in Russian with a smile.

The tall man standing in front of the Soviet battalion commander, after handing the detonator to an equally tall soldier behind him, said in German: "I am Otto Skorzeny, and my people are here now. took over."

The sentence was spoken in German, and after he finished speaking, all the German soldiers behind him burst out laughing.

Just as they laughed, a specific set of flashes came from the side of the bridgehead. After seeing the flash, groups of German soldiers rushed out of the woods beyond the bridge.

The first show of the German special forces on the Eastern Front ended with a big victory. They wiped out more than 350 Soviet soldiers guarding the bridge without firing a single shot and without one being injured, creating a miracle in the history of warfare.

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