Burning Moscow

　　 The three of us easily found the communication car parked in the middle of the forest.

　　 The car is very spacious and equipped with complete facilities, including many telephones, transmitters, and walkie-talkies. In addition to a few signal soldiers, there was also Major Durov of the 1077 regiment. Seeing us in the car, he immediately stood up and saluted, greeted us and sat down.

　　 Captain Yushchenko who is in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who is in charge of the vigilance. Although I was particularly disgusted with the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, before I got into the car, when I saw Yushchenko on duty, I still felt my eyes brightened. I was in the command post just now because of the large number of people. I didn't see what he looked like. This time, with the light from the car, I looked him up and down and found that he was not only handsome and tall, but also a standard soldier. Whether it is walking, standing at attention or saluting, his every move is entirely the style of a professional soldier. Not only him, but the soldiers on duty under him were all full of energy, standing straight in their guard positions.

　　 I looked at Durov and asked quietly, "Why are the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs on guard outside?"

"Report to the commander," Durov replied in a low voice, "This is the guard unit sent to the division by the superior department today. General Leviakin thinks that they have strong combat effectiveness and only serve as guards in the division. Sent here."

　　 After hearing the words of the major, I nodded thoughtfully, thinking that General Leviakin had sent people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs here. Could it be that he also borrowed the German knife to kill them?

　　I was thinking about it, and the roar of the tank motor was heard in the distance. In the silent night, the sound has the effect of being amplified. Although it is two kilometers away from Sun Mountain City, I am still worried that the movement here will be heard by the enemies in the city.

Political commissar Slavkin was a little uncomfortable, and asked worriedly: "Will the sound of the tank's motor sound so loud, will it be spotted by the enemy? If they prepare well in advance, the tank troops may attack later. Suffered heavy losses."

"My political comrade, don't worry," Lieutenant Colonel Mladyntsev, who was sitting next to him, comforted him: "During the meeting just now, no one said it. Even at night, as long as the distance is more than 1,500 meters, the Germans will listen. missing."

"Yes, Comrade Political Commissar." Durov echoed: "We are two kilometers away from the enemy, and they can't hear it. The T-34 cross-country speed is 25 kilometers per hour. When the enemy hears movement, The tank has already rushed in front of them, so they can still be caught off guard."

　　 While we were chatting, we heard the roar of the tank motor outside gradually disappearing. I calculated the distance. The infantry would have to walk for ten minutes on a two-kilometer road. It's time to let them go. So I asked Major Durov to call Chistyakov, and I gave an offensive order: "Colonel Chistyakov, the tank unit has already started an assault. You should also lead the mixed group and set off immediately. Remember, Once General Katukov breaks through the German line of defense, your infantry should rush up quickly, tear up the breach, and occupy a favorable offensive position for the follow-up troops!"

　　 "Understood!" Kistyakov agreed and hung up the phone.

　　 Time is waiting, minute after minute passing. Just five minutes later, I heard an explosion from a distance, followed by another sound, and soon the explosion sounded. I walked to the door of the car and looked in the direction of the explosion, where fireballs rose into the sky one by one, illuminating half of the sky.

I turned to Lieutenant Colonel Mladintsev and Political Commissar Slavkin who had also stood up and said, "Comrades, it is time for you to attack. Remember, the action must be violent, as long as the enemy is out of breath. We must firmly hold the initiative of fighting in our hands. Understand?"

　　 "Yes! I promise to complete the task." The two of them finished speaking, saluting, and then got out of the car by my side to mobilize their own troops.

　　 The battle started, and my heart began to feel uneasy. This attack was the product of my whim. Although this is in line with the higher authorities’ intention to counterattack the enemy, I don’t know what kind of results will be achieved or what measures should be taken if the attack is frustrated; even once the enemy withstands our attack, What should I do when I start to fight back frantically. Fortunately, the commanders who participated in the battle today all have a certain amount of actual combat experience, and their success or failure depends entirely on their command level and performance in the battle.

　　 In order to conceal my nervousness, I asked Durov curiously: "Comrade Major~www.wuxiaspot.com~This communication vehicle looks quite advanced, where did it come from?"

　　 "Report to the commander," Durov replied respectfully: "This was just assigned to the army a few days ago. It is said that it was all aid provided to us by American allies."

　　 I thought to myself that this American aid came really fast. First it was a jeep, and now it is a communications vehicle. Will it provide us with a large number of much-needed tanks in the next step?

　　 While thinking about it, the walkie-talkie rang, and the voice of General Katukov came out. Because of too much interference, his voice was intermittently inaudible. The communicator spent a lot of effort before conveying his meaning to me completely: "Our army's tank assault was successful, and the German army was assembled in the forty south of the city. All the tanks were destroyed, and there was no casualties. He is currently continuing his assault towards the center of the city. I hope that the subsequent infantry can follow up and occupy important positions and expand the breakthrough."

　　 I felt more at ease when I heard the news of Katukov. I immediately used the walkie-talkie to communicate with the division and talked directly with Rokosovsky. As soon as I heard Rokosovsky’s voice, I excitedly reported to him: "The report, Comrade Commander, General Katukov’s tank brigade, has now broken through the enemy’s first line of defense and is facing the enemy. Please quickly order the Second Guard Cavalry Corps of General Pliyev to counterattack the three settlements lost during the day and cooperate with our division’s attack."

Hearing my good news, Rokosovsky was also very happy. He praised it very readily: "Awesome, Lida! You are amazing! You guys did a great job. I caught the enemy by surprise. Immediately give General Pliyev an order to immediately organize and start the offensive."