Robbinstel is a very common small German city. The square garden is less than five square kilometers, but its geographical location is very important.

Therefore, Robbinstel became a thorn in the eyes of the Russians. Intelligence shows that Russia's Marshal Lovloxky had repeatedly supervised the Russian 3rd Army to conquer this important town.

In order to clear the shooting world, the buildings on the outskirts of Robbinstell were demolished by the engineer company a month ago. Thanks to the residents who were full of patriotism and enthusiasm for selfless assistance to the German army to build and strengthen the fortifications, but the construction of many fortifications did not coordinate with the military and became useless decorations.

In general, the German army's positions were also considered open bunkers, underground bunkers, fire support points; minefields, tank trenches and barbed wire. The 1st motorized infantry company, which was good at street fighting, was stationed in the first line of defense position in the commercial area of ​​Robbinstel to fight against the main impact of the Russians; the 2nd Grenadier Company guarded the factory area, a very important strategic stronghold; the regiment's direct engineer company guarded the residential area, leisure area and the Higenk Bridge. The 4th Supply Company was responsible for the logistics of the whole city: the "Kolfi" tank battle group serves as an armored defense force to rescue all the routes, but in fact, to mobilize this armored force, even the personal authorization of the fortress commander General Rasch.

In Hewitt's memory, after the war began, there was never a night as long as today's night... At dusk that day, Hewitt stayed in the cover of the camp command post, staring at the map on the podium with the dim candlelight for a long time...

The situation was already obvious. In Konesberg, the German army had only four infantry divisions and eight people's charge battalions, with a total of only 35,000 people. The support of the air force was in name only. The Russians surrounding the German army had a total of 137,000 people, including four armies of 530 tanks and self-propelled artillery, and there were fourteen times the number of German army, with as many as 700 aircraft as air support.

Recalling the promise of General Miller to the German army in the underground air defense room of the University of Konesburg three days ago, Konesburg not only could defend it, but also the general himself would personally drive the enemy out of the German territories. Hewitt laughed disdainfully, "It's a dream! I think... maybe we're all crazy!"

Robbinstel's situation was even more suffocating. The people in the command post looked at Hewitt silently, and no one spoke.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, the German army obtained accurate information from the reconnaissance battalion of the brothers. The attacks in the German defense zone were the 149th Infantry Division of the 13th Army of the Russian 3rd Army and the 104th Division of the 54th Tank Army. It is believed that the Russians made detailed preparations for the attack on Konysburg, and its outpost troops conducted a comprehensive combat reconnaissance on the periphery of Konysburg.

The Russian army even sent the Konisberg map to the level of the platoon leader. Each block on the map indicated the number, street and control points. In order to introduce the situation to the senior commander, a 1:3,000-scale sand table of the Konisberg city was also made. Followers in the Free German Council organization were also made. Or pretended to be soldiers and civilians to sneak into the city to eavesdrop on phone calls and talk.

Just after eight o'clock, guns and cannons suddenly sounded. Hewitt's defense zone was first attacked by the Russian special attack team. It turned out that the armored reserve "Kolfi" tank battle group was deployed between the commercial area and the factory area. I really don't know where these Russians infiltrated!

Although the enemy may be a small group of harassment, panic and the scrambled residents complicate the problem. Hewitt immediately spoke to the squadron leader of the Colfi First-level Commando, the commander of the "Colfi" tank battle group, and ordered Captain Colfi to immediately break off contact with the enemy and not to consume precious tank resources in such informal operations. The tank group should be withdrawn to the shelter in the defense zone to cover up or repair or repair.

The battle has not officially started yet, and the first thing that was attacked was the armored troops. The ominous haze enveloped Hewitt's heart, and Hewitt reported the situation to the regiment headquarters. At the same time, the deputy battalion commander was already drafting emergency orders so that each company could comply with the implementation immediately.

The intelligence from the regiment headquarters was that the 1st Battalion of the Hewitt Regiment Battalion had already exchanged fire with the enemy, and the 75th Regiment and the 561st Infantry Division of the friendly guards were also attacked at the same time; the Zemland Army was even bombed violently and communication was interrupted. It seemed that this was a prelude to a large-scale attack.

Anxiety and hesitation, waiting and endurance until ten o'clock. The enemy's shelling began. In an instant, it was dark and deafening. The entire city of Robbinstell seemed to be at the end of the world. The earth was trembling, and life was as fragile as leaves swaying in the storm.

"Secretly concealed! Be careful to be concealed!!"

The artillery fire turned the night sky into ferocious and terrifying, and such violent shelling began on February 6. Hewitt had a premonition that there would be news of misfortune. Sure enough, the bad news came first that a German regiment command was destroyed by Russian long-range artillery fire. More than 60 shells blew the bunker into pieces, and no one was spared. The German army's contact with the higher-level command was completely interrupted. Then, the guards led a wolfdog, and it brought back a letter of help from the SS Colfi battle group.

The candles on the podium in the bunker were overturned by artillery fire. After a brief darkness, Captain Rous, the director of the discipline, lit the extinguished candle again. The suffocating and smoke-filled air seemed to become thinner and thinner under the burning of candlelight. The people in the bunker were coughing violently.

Hewitt approached the candlelight and read the letter from beginning to end: It turned out that after the melee two hours ago, the "Kolfi" tank battle group, which was a defensive mobile force, did not retreat to the designated location as required by the order in order to protect the civilians. The "Black Jazz" including Company Commander Kolfi took the wrong path under the guidance of Russian agents disguised as civilians. The car of Company Commander Kolfi has been destroyed, and five tanks are still left.

Four of them were severely damaged and were cut off by the Russian army and besieged in a small settlement code-named "a" outside the city. The Russian army did not attack the settlement for the time being because they did not know the reality and reality. If they could not drive until dawn, these unmovable tanks would be quickly killed by the Russian infantry. The "Black Jazz" platoon, which had lost the ability to communicate and maneuver, had to rely on the dog of the "Black Jazz" platoon leader to bring back a letter of help. The lines of the letter revealed the despair and hope of the entire platoon of soldiers.

From a personal perspective, Hewitt is unwilling to lose this group of lovely warriors who have been together day and night! Corps Corp. Colfi and Black Jazz platoon leader are both Hewitt's old comrades. *They have established a deep fighting friendship with each other in the fierce battle. Moreover, the upcoming Robbinstel battle will definitely be very tragic, and the German army also needs this armored force very much.

The existence of tanks can not only boost morale of the country, but also have a deterrent effect on the Russians. What's more serious is that the tanks of the "Black Jazz" tank platoon originally belonged to the 505th Heavy Armored Battalion. When this Heavy Armored Battalion and the 5th Armored Division were transferred to the Zemland Army, General Rash risked his head beheading. He intercepted it under the pretext of "mechanical failure" and "destroyed damage".

In this situation of great disparity in the enemy-to-wealth power, ordinary commanders will choose to give up, and let more troops take the risk to rescue the trapped tank platoon. This is obviously unrealistic and irresponsible. Hewitt repeatedly looked at the map, carefully and carefully analyzed and weighed. Hewitt concluded that using the familiar terrain in the dark, the Russians were not aware of the favorable conditions such as the facts and reality. With his rich combat experience, it is not impossible to rescue the "Black Jazz" platoon; and Hewitt must give an explanation for the instructions that the new equipment required by his superiors cannot fall into the hands of the enemy.

Without much time to consider the consequences of failure, Hewitt finally decided to lead the team in person and ride a bicycle alone to rescue the Black Jazz platoon, because he would be worried if he sent anyone else to Hewitt.

This was a crazy decision! Hewitt told his thoughts to the people in the battalion command and decided to temporarily hand over the command to deputy battalion commander, the National Defense Force Captain Bartels.

"This is crazy! It won't succeed!" Deputy Battalion Commander Captain Bartles was brave and experienced in combat, and was fully competent for the command given to him by Hewitt, but he expressed his firm objection.

"Now I am the highest commander here!" The identity of the SS commando captain gave Hewitt the possibility of implementing his intentions. "The German SS never gave up on its robes!"

"Sir, this is useless. I think you should be fully responsible for Robbinstel's safety..." Captain Bartles argued.

"Captain Bartels, I believe there is no contradiction between the two. I will come back before dawn, and during this time I leave. I fully trust you and believe that you can shoulder the responsibility of command..."

After a verbal exchange of opinions, Hewitt finally convinced the heads of the battalion to accept his decision.

"Captain Rous, please shoot two green flares!"

"As for orders, sir!" The decree director Rolls walked out of the bunker with a signal gun.

Hewitt briefly handed over command to Captain Bartles. At this moment, the communications soldier came to report that the contact with the 1st Company, which was interrupted during the shelling, happened to be connected.

Captain Dickman, the first company commander, reported on the phone that they were suffering from fierce artillery fire from the Russian army, and the casualties were not counted! According to the front-line observation post report, the Russians were forcibly clearing mines with artillery fire, and the minefields had been severely damaged by enemy artillery fire, and the enemy showed signs of launching a full-scale attack on Robbinstel City immediately.

"I am the deputy battalion commander Captain Bartels. Now I am exercising Robbinstel's defensive command! Please strengthen your surveillance of the enemy. After the artillery is stopped or extended, some forces should enter the position to form a defense, maintain a good reserve, and organize and conceal the anti-tank blasting team..." Captain Bartels' proper command allowed Hewitt to implement the rescue plan with confidence.

After a while, the Russian shelling stopped. Hewitt looked at his watch and it was 10:45. In the night, the Russian night-air bomber fleet appeared for the first time above Robbinstell! Thinking of the tank platoon waiting for reinforcements at the residential site A, Hewitt could no longer care about so many and rushed towards his car, "Leopard 7" command tank.

The crew that received the attack notice was filled with fuel and ammunition, and was ready to go and waiting for Hewitt. The commander of the commander Ski took his hands to help Hewitt board the tank.

"Sir, where are you going?" Hoffman, the adjutant who had just returned from passing the order, was also Hewitt's old subordinate, so he chased him out and asked.

"Out of the city!"

Hoffman looked around and asked in a daze. "Are you crazy? You...a tank?"

His words reminded Hewitt that he was busy and wise! Hewitt turned around and shouted at Adjutant Hoffman: "Call me to the renovation platoon. Transfer a repair car to wait for me at the first intersection when leaving the city. If you want to bring enough spare parts, we have four tanks to repair."

"Of course...but?" Hoffmann simply couldn't believe his ears. "Are you sure you're not wrong? Just a tank? And, you have to bring a repair car out of the city?"

"Yes!" Hewitt's eyes were very firm.

"Are you drunk? Or don't want to live?"

"No!" Hewitt smiled proudly, "I'm just going out for a ride, I'll be back before dawn..."

"You are crazy! ...When Russians are idiots?" Hoffmann's voice was very quiet. But Hewitt still heard it.

Hewitt would not blame him: "How can you be a SS if you are not crazy?! Please execute my order..."

Hewitt confidently sorted out the Knight's medal at the neckline, sat in the tank, closed the roof of the turret, and shouted loudly to the crew members: "Guys, let's go--"

At the first intersection, Hewitt indeed saw the repair car waiting there, and he smiled knowingly. Haha, this is Germany's efficiency!

Sergeant Hesky, the commander of the repair car, walked around the repair car in a hurry. As soon as Hewitt's car appeared, he ran over quickly, climbed onto the tank and asked urgently, "Sir,...my car may not bring as many accessories as you have asked for,... Also, sir, where are we going?"

"Of course I'm going to repair the car!" Hewitt grinned and handed him a cigarette.

"Haha~~What? Where?" Sergeant Hesky was infected by Hewitt's smile.

"Our 'Destroyer' tanks threw their anchors outside the city. Go and get them done! If you don't get them done, remove them, and don't want to leave a piece for the damn Russian!"

"Okay!" After clarifying the mission, Sergeant Hesky jumped out of the tank with a cigarette in his mouth and rushed towards his own repair car.

A loud thunder sound came from the air. The Russian military aircraft group on the night flight began to bomb the German positions on a large scale. Buildings that had long been ruined were once again ravaged. Russian pilots seemed to be venting their resentment through bombardment.

Several enemy planes targeted the German small convoy on the strategic highway of Robbinstel. They dived again and again and dropped bombs and strafing. The only cover for the German army was night and speed.

The German driver was Corporal Ziegler who won the Iron Cross. Under his driving, the "Leopard 7" tank fully utilized its superior maneuverability. When the stalls and advances and retreats, bombs exploded everywhere in front, back and forth, left and right of the tank, as if every German army would be hit, but every time the German army survived. Proficient driving skills can really save lives!

The enemy planes threw away all the bombs, but the Germans were unscathed. They flew away helplessly.

The German army finally rushed to the end of the strategic highway, and the speed of the tank slowed down because ahead was the minefields set up by the German army and the enemy's positions were urgently located.

Hewitt looked through the rear mirror and fortunately, the repair car was still following behind! Hewitt was secretly glad that he suddenly saw Sergeant Hesky, the commander of the repair car, shouting and gestured: "There are enemy planes in the direction of six o'clock--"

Hewitt immediately adjusted the angle of the wait glass. Sure enough, the last cunning enemy plane dived from the rear of the tank, "Huh--" two black bombs fell slowly...

"Accelerate! Accelerate!" Speed ​​is life! There is no other choice! The commander of the commander Sergeant Sergeant Ski was commanding loudly, and the tank suddenly trembled forward as he shouted. "Boom--" Two bombs landed on the ground and exploded almost at the same time, and the tank weighing dozens of tons jumped up.

"I was hit! I was hit!" The electrician and motorcade begged in despair with a crying voice.

Feeling that the carriage was filled with dust instead of choking smoke, Hewitt relaxed his nervous heart, "Shut up, you idiot!"

Sergeant Sergeant Sir **Sky shouted excitedly: "Sir, look at the road-----"

Hewitt looked through the rear mirror and saw that the bomb was hit by two four-story buildings on both sides of the highway. Both buildings collapsed, and the German tanks were almost buried underneath.

The strategic highway has been blocked by the ruins of the collapsed buildings! It took several days to clear such a large pile of construction waste. The German army does not have to worry about Russian tanks using the strategic highway to drive straight in.

"Haha, look at the good things the Russian pilots did!"

"Check the damage to the tank!" Sergeant **Sky conveyed the instructions professionally.

Two minutes later, Hewitt received the report from the commander. It was nothing serious, but the tank body was slightly damaged; however, the repair car behind seemed to be gone. In fact, it was meaningless to continue moving forward without the repair car, but Hewitt didn't want to give up like this, and he didn't even think in his head. Hewitt decided to continue moving forward. He looked at the luminous watch and it was now 11:28.
Chapter completed!