Burning Moscow

A mission that I thought would undoubtedly end up, I didn't expect it to end like this in the end. I looked at the German tanks that were burning or burned to the wreckage under the hill, and I found that my mood was not calm for a long time. You know, this is the world's largest army tank unit. It was almost wiped out by a few of us. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that all of this was true.

Lieutenant Peter and his three men stood near me, admiring their masterpieces together. Among them, Corporal Aleynikov said with some uncertainty: My God, Comrade Commander, did we really kill these German tanks? Why do I feel so unreal?

After hearing what he said, I said in my heart that you think it is not true, but I still think it is not true. Four infantrymen, with four anti-tank guns, killed more than a dozen German tanks in most of a day. And after being bombarded by German tanks for several hours, except for his face was blackened by gunpowder, he didn't even hurt his vellus hair. No one would believe it was true after changing it.

We stood on the hill and admired our masterpiece for a long time. Lieutenant Peter couldn't help asking me: Comrade Major, where are we going next? Still stay here and continue to block the German tank troops tomorrow?

Hearing his tone, he still wanted to keep the tanks that continued to fight the Germans, which shocked me. The reason why the German tank unit suffered such a big loss today is because there is no infantry cover from beginning to end. When the German army appears tomorrow, we will not talk about coordinated operations. We are even squeezing teeth between others. Not enough. So I waved my hand quickly and said: Lieutenant Peter, our mission has been completed. No need to stay here anymore. We will start now. Return to the command of the group army.

Peter agreed. Immediately gave orders to his men: all of them, put the gun on the shoulder, turn to the right, and walk in unison. Following his command, his subordinates carried a long anti-tank gun on their left shoulder and an empty rucksack in their right hand, striding down the hill.

I walked at the back of the line and walked. Suddenly they discovered a strange phenomenon: when they went up the mountain, they carried the anti-tank gun on their right shoulder, but when they went down the mountain, they all changed to the left shoulder. Is there a provision in the military regulations that when carrying anti-tank guns up and down the hill, you must Are they carried in different positions?

With this question in mind, I caught up with Lieutenant Peter in front. In order to avoid asking the question too abruptly, I first chatted with him a few words before asking tentatively: Comrade Lieutenant. I think you carried the anti-tank gun on your right shoulder before you went up the hill. Why do you have to carry it on your left shoulder when you descend?

Peter gave a wry smile and replied: Comrade Major, you don't know that the recoil of the anti-tank gun is too great. We played for a day today, and almost all of our right shoulder was swollen, and we couldn't carry it any more, we could only switch to the left shoulder.

It turned out to be such a thing. I naively thought it was a regulation in the regulations, and I forgot that the huge recoil of the anti-tank gun would cause harm to the user. I chuckled twice, and was about to continue talking, when suddenly Belikov's vigilant voice came from ahead of me: Attention, someone seems to be coming up to the hill in front of me.

All spread out, hidden! After hearing the warning, Peter reflexively gave the order.

I hid behind the low bushes, observing the situation in front from the gap. In a short while, dozens of soldiers wearing helmets and guns were walking slowly up the hill along the forest path in a dispersed formation.

Although these people were wearing our military uniforms, none of them immediately jumped out to contact them, and continued to hide in place, waiting for the orders of Lieutenant Peter and I.

Seeing that these soldiers are getting closer and closer to us, the vanguard is only ten meters away from us recently. At this time, Lieutenant Peter suddenly pointed to the crowd below and excitedly said to me: Major, have you seen it? The leader of the team is military commissioner Gurov, they must have come to us. Speaking of this, he stood up from a hidden place. In order to prevent misunderstandings, he did not rush down immediately. Instead, he stood still and waved his hands desperately, shouting loudly: Comrade Military Commissioner, I am Peter, we are here.

The troop that was searching and advancing stopped, and the guns were pointed at Peter, who was dancing and dancing. Still hiding behind the bushes, when I saw this scene, I couldn't help but worry about Lieutenant Peter. I was afraid that any soldier pulled the trigger nervously, causing a chain reaction and shooting him to death.

Fortunately, what I was worried about did not happen. After a while, a political worker walked towards us, surrounded by soldiers with submachine guns. This time I saw clearly that it was not someone else who came here, it was the military commissioner Gurov that Lieutenant Peter called just now. It seems that they didn't treat us as cannon fodder. They sent people to support us, and they were led by military commissars in the group army.

I quickly got up from behind the bushes, patted Peter, who was still waving his hands, and smiled and said: Enough, Comrade Lieutenant, stop waving, they have all seen us. After finishing speaking, I stepped past Peter and trot all the way to meet Gurov.

I ran in front of Gurov, held back my excitement, and reported loudly: Report to Comrade Military Commissioner, Major Oshanina reports to you that we have successfully completed the task of blocking German tanks and annihilating German tanks 17. There were no casualties in our army. The troops are currently on their way back to the headquarters of the group army, please give instructions!

Gurov raised his hand in return and said: Rest for a while and there are no casualties. I am also afraid that you will not be able to withstand the German attack, so I specially brought a company to support you. Having said this, his body shook suddenly and asked in an incredible tone: Comrade Major, what did you just say? You wiped out 17 German tanks. Is this true? Has the result been confirmed?

Faced with his repeated questioning, I smiled and replied: Report to Comrade Military Commissioner that the currently destroyed German tanks are burning on the open ground on the north side of the hill. Having said that, I lowered my voice, pretending to be mysterious: But if you want to watch, move faster, otherwise it will be burned out.

Gurov listened to me. Laughing. Waved his hand. Say: Let’s go, follow me to the hills and see the German tanks that were destroyed by our heroes. After speaking, he strode along the path to the top of the hill.

Since he walks fast, I almost have to trot all the way to keep up with him. Behind me were Lieutenant Peter and his three men, and behind me were the soldiers of the infantry company that Gurov had brought to reinforce us.

Come to the top of the slope. Gusev looked at the burning tank on the open ground and counted it with interest. When he finished counting and found that it exactly matched the number I reported to him, he excitedly said to me: Comrade Major, you and your soldiers have done a great job. When I return to the command of the group army, I will report to my superiors and ask for your credit.

Thank you Comrade Military Commissioner. In fact, in this battle, I did nothing. These tanks were destroyed by Lieutenant Peter and his three soldiers. I said so. Not being humble, but telling the truth. From our hidden place to the German tank, the middle distance is three to four hundred meters. The submachine gun in my hand can't hit that far anyway.

You should be rewarded for your commanding merits.

After Gurov finished speaking, I asked cautiously: Comrade Military Committee, our blocking mission is completed, can we withdraw to the headquarters of the group army?

Come on, Comrade Major. Gurov said kindly: Now that the task has been completed, let's go back together.

Twenty minutes later, Gurov and I sat side by side in the back row of the jeep returning to the headquarters of the Army Group. After chatting with him a few words, I curiously asked him: Comrade Military Commissioner, is the counterattack against the German army going well today?

Unexpectedly, he shook his head and said: The counterattack formulated early this morning has been postponed?

I was taken aback and asked: Why is this?

Gurov took off his big brimmed hat, touched his big bald head, and said helplessly: During the day, we learned from the Supreme Command that Lieutenant General Golddorf, the former commander of the 64th Army, Was officially appointed as the commander of the Stalingrad Front. His first order after taking office was to postpone our counterattack for one day, indicating that Tian will send a newly formed 13th Tank Corps to cooperate.

After listening to him, I said with some worry: the offensive was postponed for one day, didn't it give the Germans time to reinforce the fortifications? In this way, we will pay a higher price for the counterattack tomorrow.

After Gurov put his hat back on his head, he said plainly: We still need the cooperation of the 64th Army for the attack tomorrow. But where are their troops? Many troops have just arrived at the railway station from Tula via rail transportation, and are currently on their way from the railway station to the position. When will they arrive is still unknown.

In accordance with the original plan of the Front Army, the 64th Army should send the 66th Marine Brigade and the 137th Tank Brigade to move along the right bank of the Don River towards the town of Simlyskaya. Their task is to attack the flanks and rear of the German army and destroy the German army group that is crossing the Don River there. According to the order, this force should be assembled in the town of Suvorovsky on the evening of July 22. However, because the bridge near Lower Kirskaya could not bear the weight of the tank, neither the medium and heavy tanks of the 137th tank brigade could cross the Don River. Currently, the tank brigade has only one motorized infantry battalion and 15 light vehicles. The tank reached the designated position.

Hearing him talking about the 64th Army, I couldn't help but think of General Cuikov who shined in the Battle of Stalingrad, and I don't know when I can meet him. I just wanted to follow Gurov's words and say a few words, and suddenly discovered that what Gurov told me were all high-level secrets of our military. Isn't he afraid of me leaking the secrets? There is only one kind of person who will not leak secrets, and that is the dead. Is Gurov going to kill me later? When I thought of this, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

My strangeness was seen by Gurov, but he didn’t think I was thinking about it. He thought it was a complicated enemy situation that made me panic. He went on to say: Comrade Major, what I told you just now is all from our army. Important confidential. The reason for letting you know this frankly is because you are the adjutant of Commander Kolpakchi. Only by understanding these can you better assist the general in his work.

I let go of the big stone in my heart, nodded, and expressed my determination to Gurov: Comrade Military Commissioner, please rest assured that I will definitely assist Comrade Commander in a good job.

While speaking, our jeep stopped at the door of the headquarters. After getting out of the car, I followed Gurov and walked in. When they passed the guard post at the door, they all stood at attention and raised their hands to salute us.

As soon as I walked into the headquarters, I heard Gurov scream in front of me: My God, is that you? Vasily Ivanovich, what's the matter with you? Are you injured?

Hearing Gurov's reminder, I realized that besides Commander Kolpakchi, there was also a general with a thin face and a serious expression sitting at the table. Now that I see a commander with a higher level than me, my first reaction is to look at the ranks of others. The general with a thick bandage on his head was actually a lieutenant general. I immediately muttered in my heart, who is this? Could it be Lieutenant General Golddorf, commander of the Front Army?

The injured lieutenant shook his head and said bitterly: Oh, forget it, the plane I was on was hit by a German fighter.

Gurov was taken aback and stepped forward and asked with concern: What the **** is going on? tell me the story.

The general said: This morning, the troops of our group army were ordered to move towards the town of Suvorovsky. I decided to fly along the front line of the group army in order to view our army's defensive positions from the air. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in the sky southeast of Surovkino, I encountered a German D-88. The Y-2 plane I was flying was not equipped with weapons, but the enemy's plane was equipped with artillery and machine guns.

German air robbers attacked me nearly ten times. Our plane seems to be crushed by enemy gunfire soon. Below is an empty grassland, and the landing will become a fixed target, which will be hit by an enemy plane immediately.

Our pilots determined their position according to the sun and hurriedly flew east, hoping to find a small village or a small forest in order to get rid of the enemy plane temporarily. But the grassland is an empty space... I can't remember that it was after the enemy plane's first attack~www.NovelMTL.com~ Our plane crashed to the ground and folded in two.

Before the plane fell, the pilot manipulated the plane cleverly, so the pilot and I were relatively safe after it fell. We were just thrown out of the cockpit. My forehead was hurt, my chest and spine were hurt, and the pilot’s knees were bruised.

When the German pilot saw our plane smoking, he probably thought we were finished. He circled in the air, then flew westward, disappearing on the horizon.

Next, we were lucky enough to meet Captain Shemikov who was on a mission nearby. He led people to rescue us and personally escorted us to your group army headquarters.

After listening to Gurov, he took off his hat and wiped a sweat, and even said: It's too dangerous. Then he turned his head and said to me: Major Oshanina, let me introduce you, this is General Vasily Ivanovich Trikov, the deputy commander of the 64th Army. (To be continued...)

ps: The author has something to say: Dear book friends, the four soldiers that appeared in the chapter yesterday destroyed more than a dozen German tanks without any casualties; and the incident in today's chapter where the Cuikov plane was shot down by a German plane. They are all real historical events, not fabricated by myself.