The first tank now emerged from the sunken road, fol-
lowed by a second and a third. They halted in front of the
barrier. In addition to my hunting binoculars I had my rifle
with the telescopic sight, which had been accurately zeroed
in. The hatch of the leading tank opened, and a number of
Russians climbed out. A stout officer with a crooked stick
walked with two men to the barrier and inspected the ob-
structions. . . . They were behaving as if it were peacetime.
After I had spoken a couple of words to my sergeant-major,
I laid my graticules on the officer, aimed at the navel and
fired. The range was only 150 metres, and he folded like a
jackknife. The Russians sped off in all directions at the sound
of my shot, and our machine gun hammered away at the
running men. We had already settled on a shot as a signal
for the six turrets to fire at will, and at the same time our
mortar peppered the Russians with a sequence of ten or a
dozen bombs. The sergeant-major and I slid into our shelter
like greased lightning. We had scarcely got inside before five
or six 152-mm rounds blocked our door with rubble. The
machine gun fell silent—it had been wrecked by the fire, and
one of our men had been lightly wounded. We did not know
what, if any, casualties the Russians had sustained. They had
disappeared, and only the tanks stood where they were.
Not long afterwards Helmigk and his men drove off an attack
by Russian infantry, and at 1500 the enemy tanks retired by
the way they had come (Kissel, 1962, 165).
In contrast, a deep and damaging penetration of the Meseritz
Fortified Region was made by Babadzhanyan's XI Guards Tank
Corps, which spearheaded the advance of the First Guards
Tank Army. Babadzhanyan forced the Obra on the night of
28-29 January, then formed his forward detachment into two
brigade columns. The left-hand column comprised the 44th
Guards Tank Brigade under Colonel I. I. Gusakovskii, whom
we last encountered in the middle of January when he was