South of Rhez, pre-dawn Russia July 4, 1943
The bombardment lightened. Targets had been pounded in a flurry of shells for the past eight minutes. Even as some of the corps and army guns shifted their targets to reserve positions, command posts and crossroads, the first squadron of Jabos went overhead. Pioneers had crawled through no man’s land and they had begun their work on the Soviet barriers and minefields seconds after the first ranging shells had landed. Mortar teams were laying down heavy smoke even as the three heavy tank battalions that were to lead the breakthrough slowly moved forward.
Massive guns barked and machine guns chattered as the first anti-tank shots from a Red bastion landed a dozen yards short of a leading Tiger tank. The counter-fire was effective in forcing another miss before the anti-tank gunners displaced, dragging their gun behind them in a sprint for new cover and a chance at a surprise.
Soon the assaulting infantry battalions were taking advantage of the skinny lanes that the engineers had opened up. Line charges had cleared wire, and mines had been blasted out of the way. Machine guns kept the defenders down while flanking machine gun fire from supportive strong points ripped into the little groups of storm troopers. Within minutes, grenades were being answered with submachine guns, and soon bayonets met knives and fists.
Progress was slow, but steady throughout the morning. Two German corps had pushed forward through the first two kilometers of fixed defenses. Their goal was to create a wedge to invite a counter-attack. Once the two Soviet armies had been committed, the rest of the reinforced 9th Army would slam into the weakened front lines and bag a hundred thousand prisoners to labor for the Reich.
Operation GRABEN had started, a month after it should have kicked off.