Burning Moscow

The driver seemed to be a veteran. After receiving Cui Kefu's order, he gave a low voice. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the jeep rushed forward. The speed of the car increased, and the car became bumpy. The communicators hurriedly hugged the communication equipment to avoid being broken.

In less than five minutes, our car reached the top of a hillside. After the driver stabilized the car, he confidently said to Cui Kefu: "Report Comrade Commander that this hillside is about three kilometers away from the position in the west of the village. You can clearly see the battlefield here, and it is not easy to be spotted by the enemy..."

Cui Kefu didn't wait for him to finish, he couldn't wait to push the car door and jumped down. The correspondent opposite me asked the driver mischievously: "What should I do if the enemy finds out?"

The driver rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Even if the enemy finds it, it doesn't matter. It will take at least ten minutes for their tank to get here from the battlefield. By then, we will run out of sight."

"Stop chatting, comrades soldiers, hurry up and move the communication equipment, the commander is still waiting for us, and we must restore contact with the position as soon as possible." I am afraid that a few of them will not finish talking, so he promptly Stopped them, got out of the car first, and came to Cui Kefu's side.

We have a wide view from where we are standing, and we can clearly see the situation on the battlefield with a telescope. I saw four or five destroyed German tanks parked far away in thick black smoke, and the remaining twenty or so intact tanks were placed a few hundred meters away from our army’s position. The battle was opened and the infantry who charged with artillery fired.

Our army's defensive position has only one trench, large and small smoke clouds stirred up by tank shells. The trench was swallowed in an instant. So that we can't see the situation in the trenches at all. Fifty or sixty meters behind the trench. Four of our army's tanks were parked, and they were using tank guns to violently counterattack the enemy.

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, contacted the position." The communicator with the walkie-talkie came to me and handed me the headset and microphone as he spoke.

I put down my binoculars, put on my headphones, and started calling out loudly to the tank soldiers: "Lieutenant Yambekov, Lieutenant Yambekov, I am Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina. Please answer when you hear! Please answer when you hear !"

After a moment of silence, Lieutenant Yambekov’s voice came from the headset again: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I hear your voice."

"What happened just now, why was the communication interrupted?" I was still thinking about the sudden interruption of the communication just now, so I couldn't help but ask.

"Report to Comrade Lieutenant Colonel that our tank was hit by an enemy shell and the radio was damaged, so we have lost contact with you. Now the radio has been repaired and can be used normally."

"Comrade Lieutenant," looked at the battlefield filled with gunpowder. I asked with concern: "Which tank are you in?"

"I'm the first car, the first one on the left." He accurately reported his position.

I quickly raised the telescope hanging around my neck. Look at the position he said. The tanks of our army are lined up. Except for the heavy tank on the left, the rest are all common T-34 tanks. They are firing at the German tanks. Perhaps the enemy found that the heavy tank was the most threatening to them, so they concentrated at least eight tanks to bombard Lieutenant Yambekov's tank. But the armor of this kv heavy tank is solid. Although it is hit by German shells from time to time, when the smoke clears, there is nothing on the tank body except for a few pits. The German tanks were not so lucky. After being hit by the shells of our tanks, they were either on fire or the turret was thrown off. With little effort, another seven or eight German tanks were reimbursed by our tanks. .

"Good job, Comrade Lieutenant." I praised him loudly, "You must take advantage of your tank's thick armor to kill all enemy tanks on the opposite side."

Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Yambekov was silent for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, we must not be able to do it for long. I suggest you retreat as soon as possible.

"Retreat?! Why do you say that, Comrade Lieutenant." I asked Lieutenant Yambekov's thoughtless suggestion: "Don't our tanks have the upper hand on the battlefield? I see that the enemy’s tank shells hit the body of your tank. There is almost no threat. Why do you say you can’t stop it?”

Lieutenant Yambekov replied bitterly: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, we don't have many shells, and we won't be able to support it for long. Once the shells are out, the enemy can easily deal with us."

"Can it be safely withdrawn?" I asked worriedly when hearing the dilemma facing the lieutenant.

The lieutenant was silent for a moment, and replied with difficulty: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I don't think this can be done. Our tanks have broken down or their tracks have been interrupted before they are left as temporary turrets. We can. What we did was to wait for the shells to be hit, then fight the infantry who rushed up, and finally die with the tanks."

At this time, the German infantry had settled the trenches of our army. In order to prevent manslaughter, the German tanks stopped shooting and rushed toward the trenches aggressively with a hit of the throttle. Our tanks accelerated their firing speed, trying to separate the German tanks from their infantry, and relieve the pressure on our soldiers who were holding their positions.

The German infantry was well-trained at first glance. They were in groups of three or five, using craters alternately to cover the trenches of our army. In contrast, our army has not only fewer soldiers, but also far weaker combat effectiveness than the Germans. Many people stood upright, and they were knocked down by enemy bullets as soon as they were fired one or two shots. With fewer and fewer soldiers on the ground, the German infantry began to rush into the trenches and started close combat with our soldiers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, except for Lieutenant Yambikov’s tanks that were still shooting at the approaching German tanks, the other three tanks had adjusted their muzzles and began to bombard those soldiers who were rushing towards the position.

Just after a few shots were fired, German tanks retaliated. A dozen tanks fired together, and three tanks were enveloped in gunpowder in an instant. After the gunpowder was thinned by the wind, I could see that the three tanks had been shrouded in fire and black smoke, and only the heavy tank belonging to Lieutenant Yambekov remained on the battlefield.

The lieutenant's tank destroyed a German tank approaching the trench. He completely stopped shooting. Because my commanders in the trenches were all casualties at this moment. German infantry rushed forward. Jumping into the trenches one after another, began to clear the remaining strength of our army.

Seeing that the heavy tank stopped firing, Cui Koff put down his binoculars and turned his head and asked sternly, "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, ask them what's going on? Why didn't they fire the cannon? The enemy's infantry had flooded into the trenches. Wait a few minutes. Minutes, the German tanks will pass over the trenches. To capture the small village we just left."

"Lieutenant Yambekov," I tried to control my emotions, and asked Lieutenant Yambekov calmly: "Comrade Lieutenant, why didn't you fire the cannon? Is it because the cannonballs were all shot out?"

"Yes, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, our shells are all shot out." Lieutenant Yambekov replied quickly, and then added, "But we still have a few thousand rounds in our car. Give a lesson to the **** German."

I am very satisfied with his answer. So he told him: "Comrade Lieutenant, keep your breath. When the enemy enters your firepower range, open fire again, and kill them as much as possible."

"Understood, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." Lieutenant Yambekov replied politely.

After the German infantry had cleared the trenches, they crawled out one after another, and ran towards our tanks with guns in their hands. After running twenty steps, they jumped into the crater one after another, watching the tank that didn't smoke or burn.

After a while, a five-man combat team of the German army jumped out of the crater and quickly approached the tank with the help of the dense crater. When there were more than ten meters left, a German soldier stuck out half of his body from the crater, took up his submachine gun, and fired violently at the tank.

Listening to the crisp gunfire from the earphones, I was afraid that any soldier in the tank could not control it. If he fired without authorization, he would be exposed in advance. The enemy's concealed position is very good, even if the shot is fired, it will not kill many enemies. So I told him nervously: "Comrade Lieutenant, the enemy is only shooting tentatively. They haven't found you at all. Don't shoot. Wait until the enemy gets closer."

"Understood, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." The lieutenant replied with a smile, "We are ready to wait for more enemies to enter our shooting range, and then we will open fire. Even if we are going to die, we have to pull a few more pads. ."

Although his words were full of pride, I felt sour after hearing them.

After the German army finished playing a magazine, seeing no response in the tank, he stood up straight, replaced it with a new magazine without anyone else, walked out of the crater with the rest of the combat team, and passed by calmly. The tank, walked towards the village.

Seeing that the combat team passed the behemoth of our army without incident, the German soldiers hiding in the crater also climbed out of the crater again, arranged their formation, and followed the combat team towards the village.

When dozens of Germans lined up slowly passing by the tank, a long gun firework suddenly spewed out from the shooting hole behind the turret. Almost at the same time, there was a clear shooting sound from the earphones. At the same time I heard a soldier shouting and cursing: "Damn German, you all give me go to hell."

In the neatly arranged queue, the dozen or so German soldiers in the middle fell to both sides before they recovered. The remaining German soldiers who were not affected were scared away, and some fell on the spot. Beside the tracks, they hid in the shooting blind spot; some of them dived into a nearby crater, burying their bodies low, so as not to be hit by machine gun bullets.

"Okay!" Cui Kefu couldn't help but cried out happily. When the surrounding communicators saw that our tank opened fire, they defeated so many enemies, and they started talking excitedly.

However, the German army was well-trained after all. Those soldiers who had not had time to enter the range of our army quickly reacted. They fired violently at the tank from different directions. I saw sparks splashing on the surface of the tank. I was not at all concerned about the enemy's shooting of this scale. You must know that this type of heavy tank can't even penetrate the enemy's anti-tank guns, let alone ordinary bullets. Up.

The Germans fired for a while, and found no effect, so they stopped shooting in vain. Two clever soldiers, holding hand grenades, quietly climbed onto the body from the other side of the tank. Looking at the grenade in their hands, I immediately understood their intention. I hurriedly yelled into the transmitter: "Lieutenant Yambekoff, a German climbed onto the tank. They have grenades in their hands. Repeat it. They have grenades in their hands. They want to get the grenades out of the hatch. Put it in. Blow you all to death."

Lieutenant Yambekov's voice came from the earphones calmly: "Understood, lieutenant colonel, their conspiracy will not succeed, I will teach them severely."

The turret turned slowly, squeezing the two German soldiers who were not firmly standing on the body, and then the front of the turret also fired, and the two front and rear machine guns fired violently at the enemy. From the headset. I can clearly hear the screams of the German soldiers in the sound of the machine gun shooting.

Although the German infantry was helpless with our tanks, it didn't mean that their tanks could not do anything. A dozen German tanks crossed the trenches and slowly approached Lieutenant Jambekov's heavy tank.

Seeing this scene, I yelled anxiously again: "Lieutenant Yambekov, have you seen that there are more than a dozen tanks approaching you, approaching you."

Lieutenant Jambekov replied calmly: "I saw it, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel. It's a pity that there are no shells, otherwise it is so close. I can kill them all like a target."

When the lieutenant said so, I couldn't help but sigh up to the sky. If they had known this earlier, the lieutenant would have left a few shells and knocked them out one by one after the German tanks approached.

Cuikov walked up to me with a serious face, reached out to me for the headset and microphone, and said loudly: "Lieutenant Yambekoff, I am General Cuikov. Your performance on the battlefield today, I have I saw it with my own eyes. I want to say, you are really good...."

"Comrade General," because Cui Kefu did not explain his position to the lieutenant, because the lieutenant only called his rank politely, "please rest assured, we will fight to the end of our lives, and would rather die than be a prisoner of the Germans."

The German tank stopped at a distance of only 20 meters away from the tank of Yambekov, and the muzzles of more than a dozen black holes pointed at the tank that was still shooting. The German infantry who had been hiding nearby, in order to prevent accidental injury by their own shells, scrambled to escape from their hiding places. Those who were shooting at blind spots were okay, and managed to escape to a safe place; those who were within the shooting range were knocked down by random guns as soon as they were in the shooting range.

The German tanks waited for their infantry to be almost evacuated. After a short pause, they collectively fired on Lieutenant Yambekoff’s tank. Our tanks were instantly enveloped in smoke and fire. And Cui Kefu pulled the earphones from his ears and held them in his hands. It was estimated that the explosion sound was too loud and shook him too much.

The gun smoke dissipated, the tank had become completely unrecognizable, the hatch of the turret was lifted off, and bursts of black smoke were still emitting from the body. Although the armor of the KV tank is thick, it cannot withstand the bombardment of more than a dozen tanks at such a close distance.

"Comrade General, are you still there?" Lieutenant Yambikov's faint voice came from the earphones.

"I'm still here, Comrade Lieutenant." Cui Kefu put one side of the headset close to his ear and said loudly into the microphone, "Are you all okay?" In order to hear what the lieutenant said in the last moments of his life, I It was pasted, and the lieutenant's voice could be heard from the earphone on the other side.

I only heard Lieutenant Yambekov say intermittently: "Comrade General, two soldiers were killed and the rest were wounded. I don't think we can support it for long." At this point, he stopped. After taking a few breaths, he went on to say, "Farewell, comrades, don't forget us..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help it anymore, grabbed the microphone in Cui Kefu's hand, and said loudly: "

Comrade Lieutenant, we will always remember you. "Speaking of this, I couldn't help but remember the two sentences in front of the tomb of the unknown soldier, and read them out loud: "No one knows your names, and your achievements will last forever!" "

Lieutenant Yambekov could not help but get excited when he heard me say this: "Your name is unknown, and your achievements will last forever! Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, you are so good to hear that. , We are dead and no regrets." After the sound was interrupted for a while, the exciting words of "Internationale" came from the headphones: "This is the last fight!..."

At this moment, the enemy's tank fired again, and after the deafening explosion, the earphones could no longer hear any sound.

Cui Koff returned the earphones and microphone to the correspondent, and said excitedly to me: "Comrade Oshanina, remember them, remember these brave tank soldiers. When the war is over~www.wuxiaspot .com~We want to set up a monument for them here, so that people in future generations can remember them." After saying that, he walked towards the jeep.

As he opened the car door, he turned his head and said to me: "You said those two sentences really well. No one knows your names, and your achievements will last forever! These words must be engraved on the monuments of those heroes. "After speaking, he shook his head at me and said, "Get in the car and we will leave here immediately."

Seeing me sitting in the back row of the car, the communicators began to board the car one after another.

I heard two correspondents whispering, one said: "Hey, I said, I seemed to have heard the tank soldier sing the Internationale before his death."

The other disdainfully said: "What "Internationale", I can hear clearly, obviously is singing "National Anthem."

I glared dissatisfiedly at the two correspondents, coughed, and taught them: "Does this make any difference? Know that our national anthem is the Internationale." (To be continued...)

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