Burning Moscow

After listening to me, Kolobtin couldn't help but mutter to himself: "The enemy's counterattack firepower is too fierce, and our young man has too many casualties. If there is anything to help them, it would be great." At this point, he Turning his head and shouting loudly: "Chief of Staff."

The division chief of staff quickly stepped forward, came behind him, and replied loudly: "Here!"

"Can the artillery battalion cover the enemy's position again?"

The chief of staff shook his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Comrade commander, this may not be possible. You must know that the artillery battalion's shells were all burned out during the fire preparation before the attack."

"Is there no shells left? Even if there is only one gun, it is good to shoot one against the enemy's position, even if it is half the base number of shells. Chief of Staff, are you sure that the artillery battalion really has no shells?" Kolobtin asked unwillingly.

The chief of staff shook his head like a rattle, and replied affirmatively. "No one shot left, comrade commander."

Kolobtin sighed helplessly, raised his binoculars again, and continued to observe the offensive troops on the battlefield.

The Marine Corps charge is fast, and the soldiers who are charging fast at the moment are no more than 400 meters away from the enemy's position. At this time, the light and heavy machine guns on the German position fired. The soldiers in the front rows were immediately knocked down by the intensive firepower, and the soldiers in the back hurriedly fell down, learning from the soldiers of the special camp, using the current crater, running and jumping to the high ground. Close.

As for our army's tanks, while constantly evading highland German tank shells, they must also try to bypass one crater after another. Because they can't take care of themselves, they can only watch the German firepower on the high ground looting, and they can't provide the necessary artillery support for our infantry.

Falling at the back of the entire offensive team were the three Maxim heavy machine gun groups of the Marine Corps. Each group of five people, two soldiers ran forward dragging heavy machine guns, and three soldiers carrying ammunition boxes followed. Perhaps in order to prevent German artillery fire, they split into three directions and rushed forward at the same time. There are hundreds of meters between each machine gun group.

But their actions. It was discovered by the German artillery, and a mortar began to chase them and shoot. The artillery first attacked the machine gun group on the left. The first shell fell and exploded more than 20 meters behind them. The sailors didn't even look at them, still dragging their machine guns and carrying ammunition, bending forward and rushing forward. The second shell fell ten meters ahead and exploded. The sailors stopped and squatted down slightly, and when the explosion was over, they quickly rushed into the gunpowder smoke that had not dissipated.

Perhaps it was because the German gunners were anxious after seeing two consecutive guns failing to hit the target, and another mortar was deployed to stop the firing. A shell exploded not far behind the machine gun group, and the soldier who ran at the end stagnated. Throwing the ammunition box on his shoulders, covering his waist with both hands, after making a turn in place, he fell softly. Found that his comrades fell. A soldier in front stopped, turned around and picked up the ammunition box on the ground, carrying an ammunition box on his left and right shoulders and continuing to run forward.

Seeing that the shelling worked, the Germans continued to increase their firing speed, and they were in a position to not give up unless the machine gun group was killed. Our machine gun crew continued to rush forward undaunted in the explosion smoke one after another.

Seeing this scene, Kolobtin moved the telescope away from his eyes and said with emotion: "The sailors are really good!"

"Your soldiers are good too!" Hearing his compliments to the Marine Corps, I couldn't help but say something.

"My soldiers are good? Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, are you not mistaken? If they are all good, they won't be beaten back so embarrassed by the Germans."

I smiled faintly and said: "Although they lost in the first wave of offensive, you didn't realize that, except for a second lieutenant, the rest of the commanders were gloriously sacrificed on the way to the charge. It can be seen from this point. Come out, all of your commanders are good."

Kolobtin sighed again and said regretfully: "It's a pity, so many backbones in the fight, so sacrificed, it's really sad to think of it." He picked up the binoculars again, and turned the subject away: "We Let's continue to see the performance of these sailors."

He just took a look with his binoculars, and immediately yelled out: "Damn, the machine gun group on the left of the sailor was knocked out by German artillery fire."

Hearing what he said, I was taken aback. I picked up my binoculars and took a look. No, in a crater still with blue smoke, the remains of Maxim's heavy machine guns were scattered, and several soldiers lay all around the crater.

When the enemy's mortar bombarded the machine gun group in the middle, the forward of the Marine Corps had already approached the roof of the German barbed wire. A part of the sailors hid in the crater and fired at the German army on the mountainside position to suppress the enemy's firepower and cover their comrades to continue the assault.

Under the suppression of our army's firepower, although the enemy's firepower has weakened, as more and more sailors approached the barbed wire, the crowded troops increased the accuracy of the enemy's firepower. In order to get out of this unfavorable situation, the sailors in several craters closer to the barbed wire threw hand grenades.

After the smoke from the grenade explosion dissipated, the barbed wire fence was blown out to accommodate two parallel passages. The sailors jumped up from the crater and rushed in through the gap with their weapons. Within a few steps, there were a series of explosions on the ground, blowing the sailors into the air.

It seems that my guess just now is correct, the enemy really set up a minefield behind the barbed wire. Let’s take a look at our tanks that were originally used to crush landmines. At this moment, they are still avoiding the fire of enemy tanks and circle around those dense craters. It is impossible to provide artillery support for our infantry and act as a pioneer. Task.

Some of the sailors who rushed through the barbed wire were killed by landmines, and some fell under the double damage of enemy mortar and machine gun fire. The rest had no choice but to retreat and continue to hide in the crater and the enemy on the mountainside. Make a shot.

I turned my attention to my special camp again, and they were also approaching the barbed wire now. It may be that the sailors failed to attack, and the soldiers changed their style of play. They threw the grenade directly from the crater behind the barbed wire, and used the explosion of the grenade to achieve the purpose of demining.

Their method seems to be more effective. The grenade exploded behind the wire fence. The mines laid by the enemy were detonated. (Pingnan Literature Network) After a series of violent explosions, a passage leading to the hillside was opened. At this time, the soldiers turned the target of bombing to the roof-shaped barbed wire, after the overwhelming grenades were dropped. The barbed wire was shrouded in fire and gunpowder smoke.

Wait for the smoke to dissipate. I can see clearly, despite the care of so many grenades. But this stubborn barbed wire fence was only blown out of a small mouth, and it couldn't let the troops pass at all. But at this time, the impatient soldier jumped out of the crater and rushed forward with his weapon.

When they rushed to the barbed wire, they found that the barbed wire had not blasted the gap. It's not passable at all. But at this time the enemy on the mountainside had recovered, the bullets of the light and heavy machine guns poured down all the time, and the soldier approaching the barbed wire was knocked down in an instant.

At this critical juncture, suddenly a soldier swooped forward and lay directly on the wire fence. With such an example, a few soldiers were next to him and formed a line on the wire fence.

The figure of Captain Pugachev suddenly appeared in my sight. He was hiding in a crater not far from the barbed wire. He seemed to hesitate when he saw several soldiers lying on the barbed wire to open up a passage for the offensive troops. But after a while, he jumped out of the crater. Wielding the submachine gun in his hand, he rushed past the soldiers who were stuck in front of the barbed wire, who were constantly wounded and killed by enemy fire, stepped on the body of a soldier bravely lying on the barbed wire, and crossed the barbed wire that blocked our army. Charge forward courageously.

Seeing the commander set an example, the commanders who were in constant casualties did not hesitate to follow their battalion commander, stepping on the bodies of their comrades, crossing the German barbed wire fence, and rushing up the hill with their guns. .

Just as I watched the performance of the special camp, the phone in the observation center rang. The chief of staff of the division picked up the microphone and said a word, then put the microphone in my hand and said politely: " Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I am looking for you."

"Looking for me?" I took the microphone hesitantly, covered my ears, and asked loudly, "Hey, I'm Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, where are you?"

Morozov’s familiar voice came from the microphone: "Comrade Commander, it’s me, Lieutenant Morozov. We have pulled the cannon to the top of the mountain. Please indicate our target."

Hearing that Morozov finally pulled the cannon to the top of the mountain, I suddenly felt relieved. I held the microphone in my hand and stared at the German tanks on the opposite hillside, gritted my teeth and said: "Comrade Lieutenant, have you seen the two German tanks on the opposite hillside? I order you to knock them off immediately. ."

"Yes! I'll do it right away." Morozov promised, without hanging up the phone, but directly conveying my order to his men: "Artillery company, listen to my command, target: German tank on the hillside directly in front, loaded with armor-piercing ammunition , Kill them."

Soon after Morozov's command was issued, I saw the cannonballs fired by the cannon fell on the hillside and exploded. An armor-piercing projectile hit the tank on the right side of the German army and saw that its companion was hit by accidental artillery fire. The other tank that was not hit was a little panicked. It actually stopped shooting at the foot of the mountain, but turned around. The body tried to escape. But the gunners of our artillery company did not give it a chance. In the second shot, it hit the target without error, turning it into burning scrap iron.

Seeing that the enemy's tank was killed, I turned my sight to our army's tank again, and found that during the period just now, two more were destroyed by the enemy's tank, and only four were left behind the barbed wire. Stopped at a distance of 100 meters, lined up, and put up a posture ready to bombard the enemy's position.

"Comrade Commander," Morozov's voice came from the microphone again, and he continued to ask for instructions: "The enemy's tank has been killed. What is our next target?"

At this time, the special battalion and the Marine Corps had already crossed the barbed wire and minefields, and were developing into the depths of the enemy. When they were still fifty or sixty meters away from the enemy’s mountainside position, they were blocked by the dense firepower net of enemy mortars and light and heavy machine guns. Although the troops rushing up the hillside were all lying on the ground, the casualties were still there. It stopped increasing.

I quickly shouted into the microphone, "Lieutenant Morozov, I order you to kill all the enemy's mortar positions on the mountainside."

Morozov was obviously hesitant about my order. He especially reminded me: "Comrade Master, the distance is too close. I am worried that I will hit my own person."

As soon as I heard it, I became angry. There are no undead in the war. If they don't rush up as soon as possible, there are hundreds of commanders and fighters crushed under the mountainside position. Sooner or later, the enemy's light and heavy machine guns and mortars will all be killed. I said bluntly: "Comrade Lieutenant. I can't take care of that much. If we don't get rid of the enemy's mortars as soon as possible. Our troops will be all over." After finishing speaking, I didn't hesitate to hang up without waiting for him to speak. On the phone.

Watching me hang up the phone, Kolobtin patted my shoulder gently. I comforted me and said, "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, you are doing the right thing. In order to win the victory, some price must be paid." When he said this, he suddenly turned his head and said to his division chief of staff, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, You use the radio to call the tank detachment and let them focus their firepower. Kill the light and heavy machine guns on the enemy's position. As long as the enemy’s heavy firepower is eliminated, then our troops will be able to rush to the high ground."

The chief of staff promised to leave. I suddenly remembered an important thing, and quickly stopped him: "The chief of staff. Please wait a moment, I have a very important thing to ask you."

The chief of staff stopped and asked with a puzzled face: "Master Oshanina, do you have any instructions?"

"I can't talk about instructions. I just want to ask about the situation on the opposite highland." I said, pointing out with my hand, and said: "Before I came here to participate in the war, I heard General Cui Kefu say that after the enemy seized the position, the guard Some of the fighters in the high ground were sacrificed and some retreated to the 165 high ground, and the remaining part retreated into the tunnel. I don’t know if you can contact them and let them take the opportunity to launch a counterattack from behind the enemy and help us regain the 158 high ground? "

Hearing what I said, the chief of staff of the division did not dare to answer casually, but turned his eyes to Kolobtin who asked for help. Kolobtin slapped his forehead and said annoyedly: "Oh, don't you tell me, I still forget that there is such a troop hidden on the high ground. If we put them into battle early, our offensive would not have so many casualties. After finishing speaking, he quickly ordered the chief of staff: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, you immediately get in touch with the defending commander in the tunnel of 158 Heights, and let him lead the troops to attack from the enemy's rear, and fight back and forth to seize the high ground."

Thanks to the support of our army's artillery fire, the mortar fire spots on the mountainside of the German army were destroyed one by one by Lieutenant Morozov's artillery company. The light and heavy machine gun firepower spots that were once rampant were also reimbursed one by one by our tanks at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the enemy's firepower weakened, the commanders who had been lying on the ground immediately got up from the ground, shouting and rushing upwards. When the tank fire and the cannon fire turned to the hilltop position, they rushed into the trenches and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the surviving Germans inside.

When he saw a bright red flag fluttering in the trenches in the wind, Kolobtin exclaimed excitedly again: "Look, Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, our troops have occupied the enemy's mountainside position. It’s great, the sailors of the Marine Corps even raised their flag."

Looking at the red flag of the Marine Corps, I couldn't help being bitter. Other troops have their own flags, and my newly formed military division, let alone my own flag, doesn't even have a red flag. When this battle is over, I must ask Cui Kefu to talk about it and ask him to issue a banner to my division. Even if there is no flag-giving ceremony, I will recognize it.

When the marines of the Marine Corps were still fighting the enemy hand-to-hand on the mountainside, Pugachev had led hundreds of people, quickly crossed the mountainside and climbed to the top of the mountain, and launched a charge towards the enemy's last position.

They use squads as units to form battle formations, open their way with grenades, and use large and small craters to quickly approach the enemy's position.

Although the enemy was killed by our army's artillery fire, they were unwilling to sit still. Taking advantage of the opportunity of our tanks to stop shelling, dozens of German soldiers armed with rifles with bright bayonets, jumped out of the collapsed trenches, and rushed in desperately to face our soldiers.

But Pugachev obviously didn’t want his soldiers to fight the German soldiers with bayonets. After throwing a grenade, he took the submachine gun in his hand and fired at the enemy. Under his demonstration, the rest of the soldiers did not. She would be so stupid to fight the bayonet with the enemy, and learn from the battalion commander, and pull the trigger at the enemy who charged up. Those German soldiers who wanted to come and meet our army in the field of stabs immediately fell down, and the rest fled back to the trenches in a dingy manner.

Pugachev was about to lead the soldiers to rush up and kill these enemies without leaving them. Unexpectedly, a mound that remained silent not far away suddenly shot out dense bullets, knocking down our soldiers. A lot. It turned out that there has always been a hidden firepower spot of the German army. It seemed that he wanted to hit our army by surprise, but I didn't expect it to make them happen.

Pugachev and his men were forced to lie down in the crater again, throwing grenades at the bunker. A soldier with something on his back, with the help of the smoke from the explosion of a grenade, was crawling towards the bunker. When I saw this scene, my heart raised my throat and wondered uncomfortably whether this soldier could successfully blow up the enemy's bunker.

Unexpectedly, the soldier climbed to a place more than 20 meters away from the enemy's bunker and stopped, picked up a gun, and aimed at the enemy's bunker. Then the muzzle expelled a crimson flame, and it jumped out several tens of meters like a fire dragon, and jumped directly in through the shooting hole. The dark fort suddenly burned, and within a short while, a series of explosions occurred inside, and the enemies in this dark fort seemed to have been completely reimbursed.

Flamethrower? Damn it, Pugachev's fighters, why are they equipped with such high-end weapons, why don't I know? Before I could think of a reason, Kolobtin next to him had already said enviously: "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, I didn’t expect your troops to be equipped with flamethrowers. This is a good thing to deal with hiding in fortifications. The enemy in here, that couldn't be more appropriate."

After the flamethrower of our army was successful, the German army in the trenches decisively made an amazing decision. Someone picked up a white shirt with a bayonet, waved it desperately, and surrendered to our army.

Although he saw the enemy surrendering, Pugachev did not act rashly. He only ordered a few soldiers to come forward to collect weapons and receive prisoners of war. The remaining soldiers were still lying in the crater, watching the German soldiers vigilantly. Lest they engage in any conspiracy.

Fortunately, the Germans really surrendered. They threw their weapons out of the trenches, and then walked out of the trenches with their hands high. Seeing this situation, Pugachev stood up, raised his right hand and waved forward, motioning for the soldiers to come forward. Seeing his signal, the soldiers hiding in the trenches swarmed up to seize the enemy's position.

I saw a team of Marines climbing to the top of the mountain with a red flag high, so I put down my binoculars, and asked Kolobutin with some dissatisfaction: "Comrade Colonel, have you contacted the commander of the garrison on the high ground? ?Why didn't you see their shadows in the whole battle?"

"Chief of Staff, what's going on?" Kolobtin saw that on the opposite mountain top, apart from the special battalion and the marines who participated in the offensive, he didn't even see the so-called highland defenders. He couldn't help being angry. Vent on the chief of staff behind him.

The chief of staff said aggrieved: "Comrade commander, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I have ordered the operator to call the defenders in the tunnel opposite, but I still can't get in touch. Maybe their communication equipment has been broken."

"Then what are you still standing here for? Don't continue contacting."

The chief of staff hurriedly agreed and ran out of the observation post.

I looked at the sky and said fortunately: "Comrade Colonel, we are lucky today. The enemy's air force has not been dispatched. Otherwise, it will be a question of whether we can regain the 158 highland."

Kolobtin is obviously not as optimistic as I am. He thoughtfully said: "Yesterday the Germans bombed Stalingrad and caused great losses to our soldiers and civilians. They did not appear with us today, but they went again. Bomb Stalingrad, or to bomb other areas that are about to be attacked, such as the Reynock area and Orlovka area."

When Kolobtin said Renock, I didn't care, after all, it was not my defense zone. When I heard him mention Orlovka, my heart trembled. If the enemy attacked, the settlement where Major Sergeikov was stationed would bear the brunt. ()