Burning Moscow

　　 Less than an hour after Bunyachenko left, there was a rumble of cannons from the north. Hearing more and more dense muffled noises, my heart touched my throat. If Bunyachenko’s tank did not enter the designated position, then the possibility of Lieutenant Colonel Chernigov and their infantry defending their position would be too great. Small.

　　 I was anxious, and the political commissar in the headquarters with me was even more anxious. He kept urging the busy correspondents in the corner: "How about, haven't you contacted Lieutenant Colonel Chernigov or Colonel Bunyachenko?"

A communications officer looked up and replied: "Comrade political comrade, I have sent someone to check the line, and it is estimated that I will be able to contact the head of Chernigov soon. As for the commander, Comrade Bunyachenko," he said. Explaining embarrassingly: "It is estimated that the only way to communicate with his car radio can be through the walkie-talkie."

　　I walked over and told the officer: "If you still can't get in touch, send someone to the frontier immediately, and you must promptly report back the frontier situation..."

　　 Just halfway through what I said, suddenly a correspondent next to him called out in surprise, "Reporter, Comrade Commander, and the phone call with Commander Chernigov is connected."

　　 I grabbed the phone and said into the microphone: "I am Oshanina, please report the situation on your side."

"Report to Comrade Commander," Lieutenant Colonel Chernigov almost roared, but the explosions in the background still made me not clear what he was saying. I asked him to repeat it several times. Barely hear what's going on. It turned out that he set up the headquarters in an isolated building on the edge of the city, which was only a few hundred meters away from the trenches. He could clearly see the frontier situation through a telescope. The German army is carrying out a violent shelling of our army. At this moment, the front is surrounded by gunpowder and fire, and the casualties are temporarily unclear.

　　 I said to keep in touch and report the latest battle situation at any time, so I terminated the contact with him. After putting down the phone, I looked at the political commissar and said, "The enemy is shelling our new line of defense. Based on the analysis of this situation, the enemy intends to launch an attack on Sun Mountain City from the north."

　　 At this time, the correspondent who was responsible for contacting the tank division called me: "Comrade commander, I have contacted commander Bunyachenko."

　　 I quickly walked over and took the microphone and headphones from his hand. As soon as I heard someone talking, I immediately stated my identity: "I am Oshanina, am I Comrade Bunyachenko?"

　　 "It's me, comrade commander." Bunyachenko said with a grin: "My division has entered the designated position, and the troops have been fully deployed. I can see the enemy is shelling the forward positions of our army."

"Commander Bunyachenko, now you don't want to do anything. Let your troops be concealed and not be spotted by the enemy. You will attack from the side only when they begin to attack the front line of our army." After speaking, I wanted to hang up directly. Yes, I suddenly remembered that I almost forgot a key thing, and quickly asked: "How far is your hidden forest from the battlefield? If the tank doesn't turn off, it won't be discovered by the Germans?"

"Comrade Commander, please rest assured. Our troops are hidden in the forest to the east, about two kilometers away from the battlefield. The enemy can't hear the roar of tank motors. Also, the weather is too cold now. If the flame is turned off, it must be warmed up again. It will take a while to attack, which will delay things."

"This is not a problem." Although I am a layman for tanks, it does not prevent me from talking about my views. "In order to ensure that the troops are not detected when they are hidden, it does not matter even if the tank motor is turned off. When restarting the preheating, you can Let the anti-tank guns fire first. When they finish firing a base number of shells, your tanks are almost warmed up, and it's time to strike out to destroy the remaining tanks."

　　 "Comrade Colonel," a strange voice suddenly came from the headset, "The enemy's shelling has stopped. It seems that their offensive is about to begin."

"I know, continue to observe." Bunyachenko told the other party, and then said to me again: "Report to the commander, now that the enemy’s shelling has stopped, it is estimated that they will attack soon. Please let the defensive troops do it. Ready to fight."

"Okay." When I finished speaking, I terminated the communication with him, and then ordered the correspondent: "Give me the head of Chernigov." As soon as the phone call, I immediately said: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, your side How is it going?"

"Report to Comrade Commander," Lieutenant Colonel Chernigov was still roaring loudly, but because there was no interference from the explosion of the shells, his voice shook my ears, and I quickly moved the microphone away." The enemy’s shelling has just ended, and I have already contacted the commander on the ground, and I am counting the casualties."

　　 "Okay, quickly organize the defense. I will send someone to reinforce you as soon as possible."

　　 Putting down the phone, I took a sip of water from the teacup handed by the political commissar, and then again ordered the correspondent: "Get me the commander of the group army, General Rokosovsky."

As soon as the phone was connected, I immediately reported to him: "Comrade Commander, the Germans are launching an offensive from the north to Mount Sun City. Our current troops are effective and the counterattack is insufficient. I hope the commander can help urge Comrade Zhukov to make him promise. Our troops can be replenished to us as soon as possible."

　　 "Got it." Rokosovsky answered faintly, then hung up the phone.

　　 Maybe it’s because I called too frequently. After I hung up this time, the correspondent asked me: "Comrade Commander, who should I call this time?"

　　 "Fetch me Major Kulesov, commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 1075 Regiment."

　　 "Yes." The signal soldier agreed, and quickly contacted Kulesov on the walkie-talkie.

　　 I picked up the microphone and asked loudly, "Major Kuleshov, where are your troops now?"

　　 "Report to Comrade Commander, the troops have reached the northern part of the city. For safety, I have evacuated all the soldiers to nearby buildings. When the frontier needs us, I will mobilize the troops."

　　 "You did a good job." After listening to his deployment, I felt that he had considered very comprehensively, so I praised him: "Let the troops continue to hide and wait for my order."

　　 After the phone call, the political commissar and I went back to the table and sat down and told him about the current situation of the enemy and ourselves. Because I think Bunyachenko will play an unexpected role, and there is no need to worry about the outcome of the battle. So after briefly introducing the situation, I began to study the next battle plan with the political commissar.

　　 After half an hour, the battle was as I expected. Under the cover of seventeen tanks, the German infantry attacked our position. Because the frontal defensive fighters were very tenacious, the battle quickly fell into a stalemate. At this moment, Bunyachenko's troops decisively attacked from the flanks and hit the enemy by surprise. Not only did they turn all German tanks into scrap iron burning in front of the position, but they also captured hundreds of prisoners.

　　 However, our army suffered a lot of casualties in this battle. Because of the crude fortifications, almost all the troops that served as defense missions were exhausted. So I had to temporarily change the plan, withdraw them to rest and rehabilitate, and replaced them with the second battalion of Major Kulesov in advance.

　　 Nothing happened all night.

　　 At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, the German shelling of our positions began again. This time they learned to be clever, except for bombarding the infantry defensive positions, and even the forest on the east side was not spared. Fortunately, after the attack yesterday, Bunyachenko moved all his troops to the forest on the west side, otherwise he might suffer severe damage in the shelling.

　　 Ten minutes after the German artillery bombardment, they attacked our army's position again, but it is strange that only twenty tanks were in charge of the offensive task, and there was no infantry to follow.

　　 When I heard the news, I was sitting in a chair by the table, tortured to death by the **** abdominal pain. I gently rubbed my abdomen with one hand to relieve the unbearable pain. Holding a towel in the other hand, he used it to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead from time to time. I endured the pain and torment while thinking about this strange German offensive. You must know that tanks and no infantry, even if they break through our defenses, they can't occupy them. What's the point of doing this?

　　 Standing in front of the walkie-talkie instead of me was the political commissar Yegorov. He first ordered Major Kuleshov to hold his position, and then contacted Bunyachenko. I heard the political commissar saying into the microphone: "Comrade Colonel, since the enemy has no infantry, when they enter the range, you will first order the anti-tank guns to fire, and then the tanks will attack to quickly smash the enemy's offensive."

　　 I picked up the hot tea lying on the table and took a sip. Suddenly I had a bad feeling in my heart. I felt that something was going to happen, but I couldn't figure it out for a while.

At this time, the political commissar walked to me with an excited expression on his face, and said triumphantly: "Lida, tell you the good news. Just now Colonel Bunyachenko’s anti-tank artillery battalion opened fire and destroyed three enemy vehicles in one fell swoop. Tanks, the remaining tanks turned around and fled when the situation was unsatisfactory. At this time, the colonel led the troops to catch up."

"What? I caught up?" I put the teacup on the table, stood up abruptly, and walked back and forth around the table with my hands on my back. At the same time, I said to myself: "Is it right? The enemy behaved too much today. It was abnormal. When the attack was first, only the tanks had no infantry. Now, how long has the battle been going on before they escaped after losing a few tanks? There must be some conspiracy in it."

　　My words were heard by the political commissar, and he said disapprovingly: "Lida, you think too much. The enemy is overwhelmed by our aura, so we flee at once."

　　 I ignored the political commissar, went directly to the walkie-talkie, and told the correspondent: "Hurry up and pick me up with Colonel Bunyachenko."

　　 As soon as the call was connected, I was not polite, and immediately ordered Bunyachenko: "Comrade Colonel, I order you to stop chasing immediately and immediately lead your tank back to the hidden forest."

　　 "Comrade Commander, why? If you know that the enemy is running away, we can destroy them all by chasing them."

　　 "Time is running out, I have no time to explain to you, and immediately lead the troops back! This is my order, execute it immediately."

　　 "In another five minutes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will only take five minutes, comrade commander." His sincere voice came from the headset: "I can kill all these German tanks immediately."

　　 I almost wavered when I heard him say this, but based on my understanding of the Germans, they are definitely not so vulnerable. There must be some conspiracy waiting for us. So he said mercilessly: "Comrade Colonel, I order you again to immediately withdraw the troops. This order cannot be changed."

　　 Before Bunyachenko could speak, suddenly a familiar voice broke into the call channel: "Report Comrade Colonel that the enemy's tank is running too fast and our cannon can't hit them."

"Retreat quickly," I heard that the soldier was speaking yesterday. After listening to what he reported, I was even more sure that the enemy must have a conspiracy waiting for us, so I once again made a tough order: "Comrade Colonel, immediately withdraw the troops. Come!"

　　 "Yes!" Bunyachenko reluctantly agreed, and gave orders to his men: "All of them, stop moving forward, and prepare to turn around and return to the hidden place."

"Comrade Colonel, no, there are a lot of German tanks in front of us." "Report to Comrade Colonel that there are about 15 German tanks on the left." "Report to Comrade Colonel, there are also German tanks on the right, more than 20." Vehicles."...

　　 I was already relieved when I heard Bunyachenko promised to return, but the series of sounds coming from the headphones made me stunned. I didn't expect that my premonition was correct. I was really caught in the trap of the Germans. So I shouted into the microphone loudly: "Comrade Bunyachenko, withdraw immediately, withdraw quickly, withdraw quickly!"