Burning Moscow

Soon after leaving the station, I began to regret it. Although it was illuminated by moonlight and visibility was not bad, I was marching along the railroad tracks, and I was still on the head of the sedan chair. If it weren’t for two soldiers from the third company standing by me, I don’t know how much I fell. Fell over.

The night was as cold as water, but my sweat kept pouring out from under my helmet. Not only was my body soaked with sweat, but my palms were also sweating. If it weren't for the fear of shaking the military's mind, I guess I would have turned around alone and stayed in my command post to sleep.

I didn’t know how long I had been walking, and suddenly a familiar voice sounded next to me: "Comrade Master, you can’t go any further. A little further ahead is a chain of lurking places, we are on the right side. Hide on the hillside."

I didn’t need to look back, and I knew that it was Mikhayev who was speaking. I nodded desperately and said, "Okay, Ensign Mikhayev, you go and inform the third company commander, order the troops to stop advancing, and hide on the hillside on the right. ."

"Okay, comrade commander," I was startled by the sudden sound on my left side. I turned to see that the person who supported me on the left was actually the third company commander. "I immediately gave the troops an order to let them Stop forward and go to the hillside to hide."

When the third company commander came to the front to give the order, I broke free from the support of the soldier on the right, and said stiffly: "Okay, Comrade soldier, don't help me anymore, thank you!" After that, I wiped it with my sleeve. He wiped the sweat on his face and wiped his hands on the military uniform, and walked quickly towards the hillside.

As soon as I reached the top of the hillside, the soldiers of the third company ran up quickly, and quickly found a place to hide. Looking at Mikhayev and Grams standing beside me. I said to them: "Two. Let's not stand here stupidly. Find a place to hide and watch the enemy's situation by the way."

"Your Excellency, please come with me." Grams said politely: "When I was uphill just now, I found an excellent hiding place. I'll take you there."

Grams took me and Mikhayev to a pit, and said in a pleased gesture: "Your Excellency, this is the place. You can stay hidden in the pit. You can also observe the camp in the distance. A good location."

I didn't hesitate to jump into the pit first, and then Mikhayev and Grams also jumped in. The pit is half a person deep, and indeed as Grams said, you can observe the Azerbaijani camp in the distance by lying on the side of the pit. I looked at the brightly lit camp in the distance, and turned the camera to the railway side. I saw that there were a lot of people busy beside the railway track. It should be Oleg that led the troops to destroy the railway track.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but call the Germans a bunch of stupid pigs. It was obvious that there was a hillside beside the railway. However, the camp was arranged on an open, unobstructed ground. If they stationed the camp on the mountain, the surrounding area of ​​several kilometers would be under their supervision. Then the successive sabotage actions now carried out will be invisible. But it is precisely because of the enemy's stupidity and negligence that we have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

I looked at the camp in Azerbaijan and cursed in a low voice: "What a bunch of idiots."

The voice was small, but it was heard by Grams. After he asked Mikhayev to translate, he explained to me: "Your Excellency, you may be surprised, why the German army and the camps of the Eastern Camp are stationed on the open ground. ?"

Hearing him say this aroused my curiosity, so I nodded desperately, and then urged him: "The captain disappears, you tell me why their camp is arranged like this?"

Grams patiently introduced to me: "Hult’s tank army is a mechanized unit. Only on the plains can their advantages be maximized. If camping on the open ground, even if it is attacked by the enemy, the camp The mechanized troops of China can also attack in time, and the enemy will be defeated or eliminated in the future."

After listening to what Grams said, I nodded as if I didn't understand it. This is the first time I have heard of this statement.

Because it was still too early to launch the attack, I looked for a while, put down the telescope, and chatted with Mikhayev who was lying next to him: "Comrade Mikhayev, what do you think after becoming the commander of the engineering company? what?"

Mikhayev smiled bitterly and said, "Comrade commander, haven't you seen it now? I am your queen interpreter. I will follow wherever you go. I don't know where the engineers and soldiers are now."

Although he said this jokingly, I still heard his emotions from his words, and quickly comforted him: "Comrade Lieutenant, don't worry, the division only added 6,000 recruits a few days ago, and They are all from the Gulag Concentration Camp, just like you. When you return from this mission, you can personally select suitable personnel to add to your engineering company."

"That's great." Mikhayev almost jumped up excitedly when he heard the news. He held his round-frame glasses with his hand, and then said: "The people who came out of the Gulag concentration camp may not have any other skills, but the level of trench digging and fortifications is really incomparable to other friendly forces. ."

When I raised the telescope again, I also emphasized: "Second Lieutenant Mikhayev, don't worry, I will take care of this matter as soon as we return to the independent division's defense zone."

The camps in Azerbaijan were still brightly lit, but I saw a strange scene. Hundreds of soldiers gathered in the open space between the tents, sitting up and down, sitting down and up again. When I handed the telescope to Mikhayev, I said strangely: "Comrade Lieutenant, come and see, what are these Azerbaijanis doing so late without sleeping?"

Mikhayev took a look at the telescope and explained to me: "Comrade Commander, the Azerbaijanis believe in Islam. They have to pray five times a day, divided into morning salute, night salute, faint salute, and night salute. Isha, it should be time for them to make Isha."

I took the telescope that Mikhayev handed back to me, and said in a low voice, "Let them pray quietly now. For many of them, this is the last worship in their lives. ."

Mikhayev and I stopped talking, but Grams, who had been silent for a long time, spoke in a whisper. I instinctively turned my head to look at Mikhayev next to me. Waiting for him to translate for me. Mikhayev is also unambiguous. Immediately translate what Grams said for me: "Your Excellency Commander. I have a suggestion. Since you like sneak attack tactics, why not train some snipers in the army? Once you have snipers, you can let them organize them. It’s zero, go to the enemy’s camp in groups of three to five, to hunt sentries or patrols freely...."

Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him impatiently, and kept asking: "What are you talking about, Mr. Captain. Sniper? I heard you right, is that a sniper?"

"Yes, your commander, you are a sniper." Grams was afraid that I didn't know what a sniper was. He also explained specifically: "The word sniper () originated from one of the British soldiers stationed in India around 1773. This game, where soldiers often hunt a kind of agile bird called sand cone bird (). Because this kind of bird is very difficult to hit, so people who are better than this way are called. Later, become professional snipers Officially called. The true modern meaning of snipers first appeared in the First World War. At that time, the German army selected soldiers to form free-action snipers. Most of them had the background of hunters and forest rangers. For the British, French and Russian troops on the east and west sides. The army caused heavy casualties."

The Soviet snipers gained fame during the Battle of Stalingrad, although I had long wanted to train a group of snipers. But because I never had a unit of my own, this wish failed to appear. I don’t know much about snipers. Now that I heard Grams’s words so eloquently, I humbly asked him about snipers: "Mr. Captain, what else do you know? Anyway, it’s still early, so you can give it to me. Talk about it."

Grams didn’t hide himself at all. Hearing my question, he nodded and talked about it endlessly: “Generally speaking, there are two types of snipers: one is those who have received complete and formal sniper training. The sniper weaves, the other is a shooter with accurate marksmanship selected temporarily during the war. For a sniper, a strong body and iron will be the necessary prerequisites, and good marksmanship is only the basic quality That’s it. For sniper training, in addition to implementing the concept of sniper and proficient in weapon systems, it also includes how to calculate the influence of wind differences and range measurement, learn to travel in stealth, choose tactical maneuvering routes, build shooting positions, and enter and enter in secret. Withdraw from the position, observe and discover hidden targets, etc. Snipers should also be good at observing the battle zone, determining the location of suspicious sounds, be good at using artificial and natural materials for camouflage, be able to maneuver quickly, have the ability to endure long periods of incubation, etc. In addition, Snipers also need the ability to accurately interpret maps, which can often help snipers quickly and safely enter and leave positions and battlefields."

Although Grams surrendered to our army, according to the usual practice, he would still be sent to the prisoner of war camp. If you want to keep him, you must arrange a suitable position for him in the division. Since he is so familiar with sniper attempts, it is more appropriate to leave him as a sniper instructor. So I waited for him to finish, and immediately asked: "Mr. Captain, if I want to keep you in my army and be a sniper instructor to help us train a group of excellent snipers, are you willing? "In order to show respect for him, I used honorifics in my address.

When Grams heard the invitation I had extended to him, he couldn't help but hesitate. After a long time, he murmured: "Your Excellency, I feel that being a company commander is more suitable than being an instructor."

Hearing what he said, I couldn't help sighing regretfully. It's a shame that such a talented person can't be used for me. What is even more regrettable is that maybe after we withdraw to the division's defense zone, he may be sent to the prisoner of war camp. I don't know what fate is waiting for him.

Mikhayev saw my disappointment and quickly said something to Grams in a low voice. After listening to what he said, Grams was stunned, and then started talking to Mikhayev again. After saying a few words, I saw Grams getting frustrated, and then he said two words to me dejectedly.

Mikhayev promptly translated: "Your Excellency, I promised you to stay in your division as a sniper instructor. I beg you, don’t send me to a prisoner-of-war camp, know that I am There is an essential difference between taking the initiative to surrender instead of being captured."

"No problem," I answered him carelessly: "Please don't worry. As long as I am in the independent division for one day. You will not be sent to a prisoner of war camp."

After Grams expressed his gratitude to me. I asked another question: "Your Excellency, the selection of snipers is easy, but I see that you don’t seem to have special sniper rifles?

Hearing what he said, I also feel a particularly headache. Under such circumstances, if we want to get the sniper rifle we urgently need from the hands of the superiors, this is simply an impossible task. I thought for a while and asked Grams tentatively: "Captain. Use a normal rifle as a sniper rifle, do you think it works?"

Grams thought for a moment and replied: "If you are shooting a close target, it is fine. But when you want to shoot a distant target, you need to install a scope on the gun. I don't know if there are such professionals in your division. ?"

When he asked, he really made me dumb. I really don't know if there are professionals in the division who are familiar with firearms. I thought carefully about the people I knew. Among them, apart from the old engineer from the future, none of them were really familiar with firearms. When I was about to shake my head, Mikhayev suddenly whispered to me: "Comrade commander. I used to meet an engineer from an arsenal in the Gulag concentration camp. He is very familiar with guns. If he is asked to take aim. There must be no problem with the installation of the mirror."

"Is this person in our teacher?" I asked curiously.

Mikhayev nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes, this person is not only in our division, but is still in the station." He saw my excited look, and continued: "In fact, you are also the teacher. Know this person."

"I also know? Who is it?" I heard him say that, and muttered to myself, you can't be mistaken, except for the senior engineer in the Moscow arsenal, I really don't know any arsenal engineer.

"When you arrived at the station yesterday, I saw that man was in the same car as you, and when you got off, he gave you a hand."

In my mind, I tried to remember who was in the carriage of the truck I was riding in. After thinking about it for a long time, it seemed that there was only a soldier named Boris, because I asked him to treat the birch tree as a Gulag concentration camp. The guards came to hack and were impressed, but the rest were not impressed at all. Thinking of this, I shook my head in embarrassment and said, "Comrade Lieutenant, I really don’t remember the soldiers in the same carriage as me. Except for a soldier named Boris, I have a slight impression..."

"Yes, it's him, Boris." Mikhayev exclaimed excitedly before I was finished. "Comrade Commander, you finally remembered, this is Boris. He used to be an engineer in the arsenal. ."

"Then why was he sent to the Gulag concentration camp?" Since he is an important engineer, why was he caught in the concentration camp? This makes me very curious.

"I have asked him a few times, but he still refused to mention the reason why he was locked up in a concentration camp. Later, I heard a difficult friend say that it was because a batch of produced weapons had a malfunction, and someone reported it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was said that the weapon malfunctioned because he caused damage from it, so he was sent to a concentration camp."

Hearing what happened to Boris, I couldn't help sighing. One thing that I find incredible in later generations is simply too common in this day and age.

Mikhayev suddenly changed the topic: "By the way, comrade commander, when you got out of the car, I saw your guard, battalion commander, Captain Basmanov, but why didn't he come out with you tonight? "

"Captain Basmanov was injured a bit and has not recovered, so I did not involve him in the action tonight." After saying this, I told Mikhayev: "Go find Third company commander, let him contact Lieutenant Colonel Oleg to see if the communication is smooth."

Seeing Mikhayev got up and jumped out of the pit, I quickly grabbed his hand and said to him: "You can translate for me, and let Captain Grams check his communication line to see what his previous superiors are. Whether the connection is smooth.” Mikhayev translated my words to Grams without hesitation, and then he jumped out of the pit to look for the third company commander.

I raised my hand and looked at my watch. The time has already pointed to ten o'clock, which means that in half an hour, the eighteen soldiers will launch a feint attack on the German camp and attract them to the Azerbaijani camp.

I raised my binoculars and looked at the camp in Azerbaijan. I saw that the open space between the tents had become empty. It seemed that the praying people had almost returned to their tents. I hope they can rest soon. When they sleep drowsy, our offense will cause them even greater chaos.

Mikhayev jumped into the pit again and reported to me: "Report to the commander, the third company commander has been tested, and the communication with Lieutenant Colonel Oleg is in a smooth state."

I asked without looking back, "What are the third company commanders doing?"

"The third company has dug dozens of individual bunkers on the hillside. Even if the German army launches an attack on the hillside, we can support it for a while."

I put down the telescope and asked Mikhayev where the third company commander was, and then told Mikhayev: "Comrade Ensign, you and Captain Grams stay here, I will go to the third company commander to have a look." When the husband answered me, I had crawled out of the pit and walked towards the position of the third company commander.

The temporary command post of the third company commander was set in a newly dug bunker. After him, there was a soldier carrying a walkie-talkie. Seeing me walking by, the two hurriedly raised their hands to salute. The third company commander lowered his voice and said, "Report to the teacher, the third company is resting in the bunker, please give instructions!"

"Continue to rest and wait for new orders!" I said in an official tone.

The captain quickly replied: "Yes, I order the troops to continue to rest and stand by."

I walked up to the operator and told him: "Comrade soldier, contact Lieutenant Colonel Oleg immediately. I have something to tell him."

The operator promised to make a call immediately. After a while, he handed me the headset and the microphone, and whispered: "Teacher, I have been in touch. Comrade Lieutenant Colonel is waiting for you online."

"Hey, hello, Lieutenant Colonel Oleg, this is Oshanina, can you hear me?"

"You can hear me, comrade commander, what instructions do you have?"

"How are the railroad tracks damaged?"

"We removed all the spikes on the rails at the turning point. This time we can let the Germans have a good drink."

"Good job!" After I praised him, I asked a new question: "If the German train derails and it doesn't roll over, then what do you plan to do?"

Unexpectedly, Oleg said confidently: "Please rest assured, I have buried at least 20 anti-tank mines on the side of the rail without spikes. Even if the train is not overturned, these mines can blow them to pieces. ."

I was taken aback by what he said. I didn't expect that he even used anti-tank mines. It seemed that he had no intention of leaving a way for the German soldiers on the train. But I remember that the division had never been equipped with an anti-tank mine. Where did he get it from? Thinking of this, I asked directly: "I remember there is no anti-tank mine in the division. Where did you get these good things?"

"Where else can it be?" Oleg said lightly: "Of course it is in the warehouse of the station~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I guess these are left by our army in the warehouse, because the retreat was relatively hasty and was not timely. The Germans captured these mines. But the Germans never dreamed that soon after they occupied the station, we would kill a carbine, and there was a night attack, turning the materials in the warehouse back into ours."

"Is there any movement in the German troop train?"

"Not yet, but I have released a guard sentry. As soon as the enemy train appears, our sentry will send back a signal, so we can be ready to attack." Just now, Oleg's voice Suddenly became excited, "Commander, the sentry sent us a signal. They should have heard the movement on the rails. The German train is coming in our direction."

"Lieutenant Colonel Oleg, since this is the case, what are you hesitating about, immediately issue a combat alert so that all soldiers are ready for battle."

After finishing the call with Oleg, I raised my hand again and looked at the watch, and saw that it was half past ten in five minutes. At this moment, my heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, and I kept wondering, can those eighteen fighters lure the enemy successfully? Can the German train reach our ambush area on time? (To be continued...)