At 4 a.m. on the 22nd, the First Mobile Group Army was in ambush positions.
Yegorov and Eugene stood on a low hill that was almost negligible in height, observing the direction of the Prussians with binoculars.
The sun had not yet risen, but light already illuminated the prairie, and the soft glow came from behind them.
Yegorov was the first to put down his binoculars, "No dust from troop movements, could they have already assembled last night?"
Brigadier General Eugene shook his head, "Didn't we hear any engine sounds last night? Have the Prussians learned to assemble armored troops without making any engine noise?"
Yegorov didn't reply, but continued to look towards the west.
At that moment, a major rode up the hill on horseback, saluted while still mounted, and exclaimed loudly, "Report, the tank units have completed the construction of their shelters."
"Very well," Yegorov nodded and picked up the binoculars again, but this time to inspect their own deployment."
