The town of Chinteshti, five kilometers southeast of Buzeu.

Major General Calpezzo, commander of the 15th Mechanized Army, set up his military headquarters in this small town built at the southern end of the swamp.

At about five o'clock in the morning, Calpezzo was woken up by his adjutant, and yawned and looked at the telegram sent by Riabeshev.

The troops of the 18th Mechanized Army on the right wing were suddenly attacked by the German army. At least two enemy divisions had broken through the defense line of Mere Town and were launching an march towards the city of Buzeu and the river bank in the northwest of the city, asking the 15th Mechanized Army to assist in attacking the enemy's right wing.

The assembly order was quickly issued to the 10th Tank Division of the 15th Mechanized Army, and the combat readiness order was also transmitted to the 212th Motorized Division.

Unlike the Eighth Mechanized Army and the Fourth Mechanized Army, the Fifteenth Mechanized Army commanded by Calpezo did not participate in the assault mission to break through the Romanian border and the subsequent attack. They just followed the infantry units of the Eighteenth Army and smoothly entered the heart of Romania along the road swept by the Eighth Mechanized Army.

In addition to quarrels with numerous infantry divisions and countless refugee teams to grab the road, the marching of the 15th Mechanized Army can basically be said to be a pleasant trip.

Calpezo has the 10th and 37th Tank Divisions, as well as the 212th Motorized Infantry Division.

At this time, the vanguard of the 10th Tank Division, the majority of the 212th Motorized Infantry Division, and the vanguard of the 37th Tank Division.

If the enemy only uses two divisions, the power of nearly 300 tanks of the 10th Tank Division will be enough to launch a large-scale offensive, not to mention the forces of the Eighth Mechanized Army will assist.

"This is the first battle of the 15th Mechanized Army in the war. It must be fought well. It must be fought well." Kalpezo said to his deputy Colonel Moriev.

"The Germans severely damaged the Eighth Mechanized Army in the battle yesterday and the day before yesterday. They must have wanted to take this opportunity to regain the city of Buzeu. Unexpectedly, they created an opportunity for us. Of course we cannot let it go. I really hope to insert a knife into the Germans' right waist." Moriev said with a smile.

The two men took their staff around the map, waiting for the battle report of the Eighth Mechanized Army, arranged the troops' offensive routes, and sent scouts to make due diligence and responsibility to prepare before the attack.

Major General Calpezzo was also a member of many skinheads in the Soviet Red Army. He stroked his bright head, and his thin face swept around the telegrams and maps.

"The Germans have reached the Bozeu River in the northwest of Buzeu City. The towns of Mere and Lipe have all been lost. Petro Sufeng is being attacked by the Germans. The Eighth Mechanized Army hopes that we will attack."

"Petrosufeng? The small landfill in the middle of the front? The Germans must have wanted to take it down and build an artillery observation post." Moriev said.

"In addition to establishing artillery observation posts, what else can the small earthblock with an altitude of more than 300 meters play?" Calpezzo said with a smile.

"Since the Germans want to take it, let's turn it into a hell for the Germans."

"Tell me what you think," Calpezzo said.

"I suggest that the 10th Tank Division attack between the north of Petrosu Peak and the city of Buzeu. At the same time, the troops of the Eighth Mechanized Army near Buzeu City were required to jointly attack.

The 212th Motorized Infantry Division attacked the south of Petrosufeng. The two troops surrounded the Germans in the Petrosufeng area with a clamp attack. After destroying the Germans there, a gap of seven to eight kilometers will appear on the right wing of the enemy. We rushed into the gap. We rushed to the foot of the Carpathian Mountains in one breath, and wiped out the forces of their protruding troops."

Calpezzo laughed and pointed at Petro Sufeng and said, "We have the same view, so let's turn this place into a cemetery for the Germans."

In the southwest of Urmeni town about nine kilometers west of Petrosu Peak, the German Army's 501 heavy armored battalion was driving on solid roads. Forty-five e-40 tanks started together to shake the vibrations, like tens of millions of horses galloping on the field. Even the German troops in Urmeni town could feel the vibrations on the ground a kilometer away. If they had not been notified in advance, they would have thought that a cavalry division was waving its sabre and charging.

Before the 501 Heavy Armored Battalion could enter Urmeni Town, he drove on the No. 100 tank at the front of the battalion. Captain Nordell, the first company commander, saw three or four German soldiers pointing at the intersection of the west road of the town, waving constantly.

When Captain Nordell's chariot stopped at the entrance of the town, the envy in the eyes of the four German officers and soldiers was unconcealed.

The German officer in charge raised his hand to salute Nordell, and then said, "I am Captain Rud, the military police team of the Twenty-Three Armored Division. I will guide the traffic under the order of General Mark. Don't enter the town of Urmeni. Leave the road and gather on the grass in the southeast of the town, waiting for General Mark's inspection, and he will come here soon."

Nordel looked at the empty grass on the right side of the road, said a few words to the headset, and then received the order from the battalion commander and took the lead in commanding the No. 100 tank to turn around and drive off the road.

Looking at the e-40 tank that turned around collectively, Captain Rud said to his companions: "I have never seen such a big or beautiful tank."

The three companies of e-40 tanks were arranged in two rows of formations on the grassland southeast of the town, and the three e-40 finished fonts of the battalion were parked in front of the square.

As soon as they stopped, a cross-dump motorcycle rushed out of the town. Above the wheels in front of the rider, the blue and white BM logo shone brightly.

BMW Motorcycle stopped in front of the team, and the major general sitting in the cross-fight jumped out of the car, raised his hand and saluted each other with the battalion commander of the 501st Battalion.

"I am Major General Mark, and on behalf of the Twenty-Three Armored Division, I welcome the arrival of you elites."

Major Forman, the battalion commander of the 501st Battalion, also introduced himself, and then, at the strong request of Major General Mark, introduced him to the 501 Heavy Armored Battalion.

"Our organization is similar to the tank destroyer battalion in the Armored Division. It has three companies, three platoons in each company, four e-40 tanks in each platoon. Together with two companies in the company and one company, there are fourteen tanks in total. Three companies plus three directly under the battalion. There are 45 e-40 tanks in the battalion. In addition, the battalion has a direct reconnaissance platoon, which has five Bobcat light tanks. In addition to air defense, maintenance, medical communication and other units, we have a total of 987 people."

"Very good, very good. With your joining, we can complete the following tasks better." Major General Mark said as he walked to the front of the e-40 tank in the lead.

He pointed to the upper observation hole of the armored driver in front, where there was a tiger with his head and tail stretched out and walked forward.

"This tiger is your camp badge?" asked Major General Mark.

What he got was a positive answer.

After walking around the tank, Major General Mark touched this and that, climbed onto the roof of the e-40, entered the cabin for a while, and carefully asked about the performance parameters of the e-40, his face was full of surprise.

"Just seeing the handsome appearance of the e-40, I believe that the combat power of the entire division can increase by 50%. Coupled with the powerful performance of the e-40, the combat power can increase by 50%. I didn't expect that this 45-ton guy was faster than the No. 4."

Forman's face was slightly flushed when hesitated for a few seconds, and asked, "General, we have two things we must deal with immediately. One is to find a venue for the maintenance department as soon as possible to build the maintenance factory. The e-40 is the latest tank, which is very heavy and has a high failure rate. I feel very lucky that there is no one left behind when I drive from Bucharest.

The second is that I don’t know what my mission is yet? I need to know my mission as soon as possible.”

Major General Mark asked the adjutant who was with him to take out the map and point to the map to explain the situation on the battlefield to him.

"Our ultimate mission is to capture the city of Buzeu. What you are going to do now is to assist the 23rd Armored Division, hit the river southeast of Buzeu with a right hook, cut off the B2 road, and completely surround Buzeu."

Forman continued, "Which road should we go? I'll send someone to reconnaissance."

"Here, the south road of Petro Sufeng." Major General Mark said, pointing to the map.
Chapter completed!