Yegorov put down the binoculars and looked at his watch, "The attack started just 12 hours ago, and the gunfire has already become sparse."
His chief of staff was also outside the city, looked at the setting sun, and mentioned, "It's a pity that night is falling soon, the days are getting shorter in autumn."
Yegorov reassured, "Don't worry, the night is to our advantage, we have the help of the local parish. The Prosens will have a worse time at night, trust me!"
"Before dawn tomorrow, we must end this battle!"
At that moment, a communications staff officer, holding a telephone set, ran over, "Phone from the Guards Eighth Army Group."
Yegorov speculated, "It must be Eugene."
He took the receiver, "This is Yegorov. Is that you, Eugene?"
Eugene's voice came through the receiver, "How is it going?"
Yegorov set up his stance, "Why are you concerned about Loktov now! You're still being a mine manager up in the mines, mobilizing the youth!"
