"The infantry moved forward rapidly with the armored forces, seizing the retreating main force of the Soviet Red Army. Zhukov was not a fool, so we should pay attention to our own position while seizing the enemy's attack, and do not go too far alone." Lundstedt told all the officers and generals who attended the meeting, "if you want to underestimate the enemy and rush into the troops that fall into Zhukov's counterattack, go back and be a guard for your whole life! Do you understand? "“ okay! That's the end of the meeting. When the departments go back, they begin to attack. When the infantry enter Minsk, they should be careful. Although our investigation forces have confirmed that the Soviet army in Minsk seems to be retreating, this information can only be used for reference now. " Randstadt took the scepter, which symbolized the marshal, and his assistant draped his army coat over his shoulder, turned and walked out of the conference room. All the officers stood up and raised their hands to see him off? Long live Rudolph“ The order came down and the attack continued. " Weitman, who returned to his tank after the meeting, put the record book in his file bag with a smile, and then extended his hand. The loader standing on the tank body extended his hand, holding his two hands together and exerting his strength at the same time, weitman easily jumped onto the Tiger tank body from the side“ driver! Launch the tanks, we are ordered to pass through the city, the first group to enter Minsk! " Weitman got into the captain's hatch, skillfully put on his headphones, and then ordered: "follow the armored car in front, pay attention to the movement of the wings, we are responsible for covering these grenadiers, accurate grenades, ready to load."“ Hey, I said, chief. Did the Soviets really give up Minsk to us? Are we going to win? Won the whole war? " The loader asked Whitman as he drilled into the tank“ Won? If they fight us in Minsk, we win Weitman gave a wry smile. It seems that it is not only Christmas in 1938, but also Christmas in 1939. It is estimated that they will not be able to go back and reunite with their families. But as an imperial soldier, it's the same to spend Christmas with his family and with his comrades in arms. It's just the difference between listening to the bells on a wonderful Christmas Eve and listening to the guns on a cruel Christmas Eve. The tank started to move. Weitmann shook his body slightly. The tank ran over the gravel and began to move towards Minsk. In front of the armored car, the grenadiers were carrying their weapons and looking around warily. Further on, it was a No. 3 assault gun of the grenadiers. With the bright sunshine in the early morning, the German vanguard troops drove into the streets of Minsk. The citizens with baskets looked at the enemies they had never seen before, handsome helmets and dirty white field camouflage suits. What is different from what I imagined is that the makeup of these soldiers is even more casual than that of the Soviet Red Army who just left. They are armed, standing at the corner of the street, talking against the wall, necking, and carefully observing every pedestrian around them with their eyes deeply sunken in the shadow of the eaves of their helmets. On the armored vehicle, the Grenadier's hand was still pressed on the G42 machine gun, which was fixed on the vehicle. The chain of the machine gun was hanging at will. The roar of the tanks made some residents in the buildings open the windows. The children in groups watched the German soldiers put a huge German flag on the flagpole of the municipal government building.