Burning Moscow

　　 The fall was so severe that I fell into the sky with one Buddha and two Buddhas, lying in the trenches without moving for a long time.

　　 German cannonballs fell like rain, blowing up a sea of ​​fire around our position, and all ears were deafening explosions. I know that the passage under the hillside, just like us, is being raged by artillery fire, and the queues of the field hospital cannot escape the fate of heavy casualties. But at this moment, under such fierce shelling, I could not hear the screams or gunshots, except for the explosions, but the explosions!

　　 The mud that was thrown up fell and hit me, as if the sky had fallen and the mountain had fallen. The soil falling from the air is like a quilt, constantly covering my body. I covered my nose and mouth with my hands, lest the mud get in and cause myself to suffocate.

　　 I don't know how long it took, and suddenly it became quiet outside. Then I faintly heard someone blowing a whistle, and then someone repeatedly shouting: "...Enter the position, the enemy is coming! Hurry up and enter the position, the enemy is coming!"

　　 I squirmed my body vigorously, trying to squeeze away the soil that was pressed on my body. My actions alarmed the soldiers next to him. He threw his hands and feet and pulled me out of the soil, asking with concern: "How is it? Are you okay?"

　　 "There should be no problem!" As I said, I patted the floating soil on my shoulders, supported the earth wall and stood up. Maybe it was because I stood up too fiercely, I felt dizzy, and stood on the earth wall for a while before returning to normal.

　　 Looking around, the bombardment by the German army just now had very obvious damage to our army's position. Many parts of the trenches were destroyed. There were many dead bodies in the trenches, and many wounded who were groaning in pain.

　　The binoculars and assault rifle, after falling into the trench just now, I don't know where they were dropped. Seeing a lot of guns and ammunition scattered on the ground, I grabbed a rifle, then bent down and ran along the trench towards the command post I remembered.

　　 Thankfully, the command post that appeared in my field of vision was still intact, so I dived in.

　　 Lieutenant Ugarde was holding a binoculars to check the enemy's situation. Seeing that I suddenly broke in, he stayed for a while, then relaxed, and asked with concern: "Where do you come from? Comrade Major."

　　 I sat down on the stool next to the wooden table, slapping the dust on my body and replied, "I came from the trenches. Hell, I was almost buried alive during the shelling. How was the situation outside?"

　　 "Very bad, Comrade Major." He handed the binoculars to me and said, "As soon as the shelling was over, their infantry attacked us under the cover of the tank. At this moment, they are approaching quickly."

　　 I leaned the rifle in my hand against the table, took the telescope in his hand, and went to the observation hole to observe the enemy. The attacking German army, with two tanks as the forerunner, rushed toward our position aggressively. Hundreds of German soldiers with various weapons trotting behind followed.

　　 I looked inside the command post, except for Ugard, there was a soldier standing guard at the door. When I was about to call in that soldier to set up the task, Sergeant Gerasimenko, who was a guest on my guard, ran in, yelling, "Comrade Lieutenant, Comrade Lieutenant. I searched everywhere, and there was none. I found Comrade Major, and I don’t know if she is..."

"I'm here, Comrade Sergeant." I knew his gaffe was because I was worried about my safety, so I immediately interrupted his words, walked over and patted his shoulder, and said gratefully: "I am safe, thank you you!"

Sergeant 　　 didn't say anything, he just straightened his waist and stood in front of me like a telephone pole, waiting for my orders.

Now that the sergeant came, I did not call the sentry at the door anymore, but gave him an order directly: "Comrade sergeant, you go down the hill immediately and look for Captain Vitorganov of the 29th Tank Brigade. I said that, let him drive the tank up to the hillside immediately. We need his fire cover here. Do you understand?"

　　 "Understood, Comrade Major. I promise to complete the task." Sergeant Gerasimenko finished speaking, turned and ran out of the command post, and went down the mountain to convey my order to Captain Vitorganov.

Sergeant 　　 just left, Lieutenant Ugarde walked in front of me, solemnly saluted the military, and said, "Comrade Major, please allow me to command the troops in the trenches."

"Go, Lieutenant. Good luck!" The soldiers in the trenches came from several different companies. They really needed a commander with rich combat experience like Ugard to command, so I agreed with him without hesitation. Request.

　　 The German tank quickly approached our trench. One was destroyed by the anti-tank gun on the position, and then the anti-tank position was destroyed by the shells of the remaining German tank. Ugard sent several soldiers with grenades to dig out the trenches in an attempt to kill the **** tank, but the soldiers who attacked were either swept down by the machine gun on the tank or hit by the German soldiers following behind.

　　 At this moment, a puddle of mud was thrown up next to the tank that was gradually approaching, and an explosion sounded. Several German soldiers who followed were overturned by shrapnel to the ground.

　　 "What's going on? Could it be that Lieutenant Miducci's mortar fired?" This thought flashed through my mind.

　　 Then there was another explosion. This time it hit the tank directly. Thick smoke came out of the observation hole of the tank. The body of the tank shook and stopped moving.

　　 Can mortars also destroy tanks? I was thinking about it, the roar of the motor came in my ears, and then several T34s appeared in my field of vision, and they rushed to the German infantry who had lost the cover of the tank at high speed. It suddenly dawned on me that it was Captain Vitorganov’s tank unit that had come up.

　　 Seeing our army's tank unit coming up, Ugarde jumped out of the trench with his submachine gun in his hand. Turning around, shouting to the soldiers, then he took the lead and rushed down. Then, I was very happy to see groups of soldiers jumping out of the trenches. They passed Ugard and rushed forward.

　　 The German attack was repelled. Captain Vitorganov's tank unit and Ugard's infantry only pursued a few hundred meters, and after annihilating the invading German forces, they returned to their positions.

　　 In the previous battle, the troops on the high ground suffered heavy casualties. The entire position was counted as wounded, but there were only 126 people. There was barely a company formation. However, the more serious casualties were the crowded field hospitals in the passages. The wounded troops, which were originally slow to move, had nowhere to run or hide when they were hit by German artillery. The wounded and medical staff were scattered in the artillery fire. A piece of land fell down. The carriage that was still burning after being overturned, and the warrior remains crookedly scattered in the tunnels full of bullet holes, the smell of charred human flesh floating in the air.

　　 I stood on the top of the hillside, looking at the tragedy in the passage below, I wanted to cry without tears.

　　 Lieutenant Ugard with his arms hanging on his chest walked to my side and said in a low voice: "Comrade Major, Commander Anchufeyev and Commander Habi are here."

　　 I looked west. At the entrance of the passage, several commanders with big brimmed hats were standing, directing the new troops to clean the corpses in the passage. Although it is a bit far apart, I can still see clearly. Among those commanders, there are Colonel Anchufeev and Lieutenant Colonel Habi.

I sighed, jogged down the hillside, and came to them. When I was preparing to raise my hand to salute the report, I found that Colonel Anchufeev was standing next to the famous major general with a thin face of medium build and hesitated. , I don’t know who to report to.

　　 Anchufeev saw my embarrassment and pointed to the general and said, "This is General Privalov of the group army command. You can report it to him."

　　 General Privalov, this name is quite familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere before. But at this moment, I didn’t care about it. I walked directly to the general and saluted him: "Report to Comrade General, Major Oshanina reports to you that we have broken through the German siege and achieved a meeting with the army reinforcements. . I am waiting for your order."

The major general raised his hand to his forehead, gave a gift, and said slowly: "Good job, comrade major. Now that you have broken through the siege, then you will take your troops and **** the field hospital to Miasnet. Transfer the Bor area."

　　 I feel a bit inexplicable about General Privalov’s inexplicable order. You must know that there are Germans near the passage. They may attack again at any time and cut off this narrow corridor. The first thing we need to do is to organize our forces to wipe out these enemies entrenched near the line of communication, or to strengthen the defense forces on the high ground on both sides of the passage to ensure the smooth flow of this road.

Thinking of this, I retorted: "Comrade General, you must know that the Germans are still camping hundreds of meters away from here. They may attack at any time. If we withdraw our troops, they can take this line of our army at any time. The passage that was finally opened was closed again."

General Privalov glared at me fiercely, and said in a stern tone: "Major Oshanina, don't you know that the superior's order is not allowed to be discussed?" At this moment, I suddenly remembered the one in front of me. Who is this general? He commanded the annihilated unit that broke through to the north a few days ago. I didn't expect that he would come here to command blindly now. Thinking of this, my hand couldn't help touching the holster around my waist.

　　 "Major Oshanina," Lieutenant Colonel Habi suddenly yelled from the side, so scared that I hurried to stand at attention, and the action of touching the holster stopped inadvertently. Just listen to him, "Please tell General Privalov~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the reason why the troops cannot be withdrawn."

"Yes, comrade commander." I promised, turned to face General Privalov, and stated my reason to him: "Comrade General, although we have opened the way for the breakthrough, the Germans are thinking about We surrounded us again. Not long ago, they launched an attack on us. Please see, "I pointed to the mountains of corpses in the tunnel, and then said, "These soldiers were sacrificed under German artillery fire. And We got the support of the 29th Tank Brigade to eliminate the offensive enemy. From what we have just observed, the enemy is deploying a new offensive. If at this time the troops defending the high ground are withdrawn, once the enemy initiates an offensive, Then they can easily occupy the high ground on both sides and re-block this difficult passage...."

Hearing what I said, Colonel Anchufeev spoke for me: "General Privalov, I think Major Oshanina makes sense. The troops on the high ground on both sides cannot retreat and must be strengthened. To cover the retreat of the main force of the group army."

Unexpectedly, General Privalov waved his hand, interrupted the Colonel's words, and said in a self-confidently: "Well, Comrade Colonel, you don't need to say. Since Major Oshanina feels it is necessary to hold on, let her troops Stay on the high ground. As for the reserve team, we don’t have enough manpower to cover the wounded’s retreat, so we don’t need to deploy troops to her. You leave some people to clean up the corpses and clear the road as soon as possible. Let’s go!” said After that, he took a few commanders and left.

　　 Habi, who fell behind, looked at me with an awkward expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wanted to say something but didn't say anything, so he turned to chase General Privalov and the others in front.