Burning Moscow

After the truck departed, I turned to Kirilov and said: "The political commissar and Morozov accompany me to the top of the mountain. The Chief of Staff Akhromeyev returned to the headquarters and continued to maintain contact with Khorushov and their positions. Then he waved his hand sharply and said loudly: "Let's go!"

The three of us and a few guard battalions came along the trenches to the top of the hillside and stood in a place with a wide view. I raised the telescope and looked towards the high ground on the west side. At the foot of the hillside, a long tank was parked and shelling was underway. From time to time, the shells fell on the high ground and the open ground and exploded, blasting up bright fires.

Kirilov pointed to the high ground in the distance, turned his head and said to us worriedly: "Look, the German tanks are shelling, covering their infantry to charge our position. I don't know what our army is now on. The casualties are not big, can you stop the enemy's attack?"

Morozov smiled and said to Kirilov: "Comrade Political Commissar, don't worry, I have been to that highland and have some knowledge of the terrain. Although the north **** is gentle and easy to attack and difficult to defend, as long as our soldiers are clever If I use the fortifications and the bullet holes for defense, I want to block the enemy's attack, and the problem shouldn't be big."

After watching the movement on the high ground for a while, I turned my attention to the foot of our hillside to see where the trucks loaded with flying thunder cannons went? Now there are only two or three tanks shooting into the open area. What I am worried about is that the truck will be spotted by the enemy as soon as the truck enters the open area. At that time, if all the tanks turned their muzzles and fired at the truck, the situation would be serious. You know, every truck contains more than one hundred kilograms of explosives, and if it is hit, it will cause an earth-shattering explosion.

When I saw the truck appearing on the open ground, I felt a little more at ease. Although the four trucks are advancing side by side, the distance between each other is at least nearly 100 meters, even if one of the trucks is shot and exploded. It will not affect the nearby vehicles. Moreover, none of the four trucks had driving headlights, so the driver should be the fire light produced by the explosion. And see the road ahead, and carefully bypass the craters that were exploded by artillery shells.

Although Morozov told me just now that after the soldiers were going to approach the enemy in trucks, they used flying thunder cannons on the trucks to directly attack the enemy, but watching the trucks get closer and closer to the German tanks at the foot of the mountain, I became more and more troubled. When I got up, I grabbed Morozov's arm and said nervously, "Captain Morozov. Where do your subordinates plan to rush to fire? According to their punching method, I will rush into the German tank formation in a few minutes."

"Reporter Commander, I once told them to stop and fire decisively when they approached the German army's 200-meter range." Although Morozov tried to remain calm, his trembling voice still exposed his inner tension.

Morozov’s mood also affected Kirilov. He asked nervously, "Colonel Oshanina, do you think we can succeed? If the truck was spotted by a German tank before it entered the effective shooting range, it would be great. It may attract overwhelming artillery coverage."

I have only seen the power of flying thunder cannons in movies. But how effective it is in actual combat, I haven't seen it with my own eyes. This kind of flying thunder cannon, to put it bluntly, can be regarded as a quasi-bazooka for shooting at close range. Moreover, it is basically a barrel, not to mention the trouble of charging, and the range is too close, and there is basically no sight, so I don't know what kind of results can be achieved with the use of the flying thunder cannon. But when I heard that Kirilov and the others obviously lacked confidence, as the commander of the first division, I had to bite the bullet and cheer them up: "Don't worry, they are not too far away from the German tanks. Since there is no enemy now. Find them, then their chances of success are still quite high."

After I have finished speaking. I accidentally discovered that Morozov was quietly drawing a cross on his chest. It seems that he has no bottom in this kind of flying thunder cannon. I hurriedly asked him: "Captain Morozov. How long does the flying thunder cannon you develop can be fired once?"

Morozov, who was praying quietly, was taken aback by me. After a brief panic, he replied nervously and said: "The report teacher, when he first fumbled, he fired once every two minutes. Later, after the soldiers were proficient, they could do it. Launch once a minute."

After listening to the data reported by Morozov, Kirilov shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, it’s too slow, it’s too slow. You must know that we are shooting at close range. After one round of launch, it is estimated that our soldiers on the truck have not yet After loading, the German shells came."

Although I understand that what Kirilov is telling is the truth, the matter is here, and everything can only be resigned. But in order not to affect the emotions of the two, I still swollen and said to the fat man: "Comrade political comrade, you have been overwhelmed. Our soldiers are the best at creating miracles. Maybe they can speed up the launch when they shoot later. Can't tell."

At this moment, the truck that had approached the German tanks suddenly turned a 180-degree turn, and then stopped neatly, facing the rear of the carriage against the enemy tanks. From where we stood, the truck and the tank were almost next to each other.

In the compartments of the four trucks, a ball of fire flashed in turn, and then a dark object made an arc in the air and flew towards the German tank. Soon there were four dazzling fire lights around the tank, followed by a dull roar one after another. I clearly saw the large and small pieces of dirt that had been blown up and landed on the body of the tank.

Before we sighed, fire flashed again on the truck, and the four dark objects once again drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in another area, which also caused a huge explosion. The German infantry exploded into flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, Kirilov asked curiously: "Captain Morozov, don't you only fire a flying thunder cannon once a minute? Why do I see that it is firing continuously?"

Morozov was also confused. He took off his hat, scratched the back of his head, and faintly replied: "Political commissar, I don't know, no matter how fast the soldiers are loading, it is impossible to conduct such contact shooting? "

I chuckled and solved the mystery in time for the two of them: "Hey, I said the political commissar, Comrade Morozov, didn't you just take a closer look, the truck only fired one explosive pack each time? That is to say. The soldiers on the truck used only one flying thunder cannon in the first round of firing. After the explosive pack fell to the ground and exploded, they launched the second explosive pack. The advantage of this is that it can shorten the launch of the flying thunder gun. gap."

Hearing what I said, Kirilov suspiciously picked up the binoculars and looked at the truck in the distance. When the flying thunder cannon on the truck fired explosive packs again. He finally nodded his head and said in agreement: "The commander observed carefully. The soldiers on the truck are indeed using the two flying thunder cannons in the carriage to fire explosive packets in turn, which shortens the shooting gap." He said At this point, he put down his binoculars and said with a little regret: "If our infantry can attack in time at this time, they will definitely be able to wipe out all the enemies."

"Commander, political commissar. Look, there are troops moving on the open ground." Morozov suddenly shouted in surprise.

The binoculars in my hand looked in the direction of his fingers. Sure enough, there was a troop of hundreds of people. Taking advantage of the darkness, with the help of the bomb crater, it quickly rushed towards the German troops still gathered on the northern slope. Because the light was too dim, I couldn't tell whether the attacking unit was Khorushov's Highland Defender or Godunov's Third Regiment.

The attacking German forces were already confounded by our flying thunder cannons, plus this force that had fallen from the sky. Suddenly he was beaten to an impasse. The remaining defeated soldiers could only fight and go, and fled northward under the cover of night.

When I saw that the German army was attacked back and forth by our army, and the truck that had fired the explosive package returned smoothly. First I told Morozov: "Comrade Captain, go down to the foot of the mountain and wait for your soldiers to see if they have any casualties." Then I said to Kirilov easily, "Go, Comrade Political Commissar, this enemy is very It will be wiped out by us soon, so let's go to the headquarters and wait for the news."

When I first walked into the headquarters, I saw Razumeyeva in front of me. She asked me nervously, "Comrade Commander. Is there any news about Vonia?"

Wonia? Since my mind was still thinking about the scene of the flying thunder cannon falling into the enemy queue and exploding, I suddenly heard the name. Haven't recovered yet. After listening to Razumeyeva's words, Kirilov stared at her and said: "Comrade Lieutenant. The commander is considering the next battle deployment. She has no time to think about such trivial matters. "

When I heard Kirilov’s lesson to Razumeyeva, I remembered that Vanya had just been sent out by Razumeyeva to check the route. She cares about the safety of her subordinates and it is understandable. So I hurriedly waved to Kirilov and said to Razumeyeva with a pleasant face: "Comrade Lieutenant, don't worry, the battle in the highlands is about to end, and I will immediately arrange for the whereabouts of Vonia. "

Razumeyeva’s emotions still haven’t calmed down completely. I heard that I would send someone to find Vonia and urged me anxiously: "Comrade Master, you can send someone to find it quickly. If it’s late, I’m afraid. She will be in danger. You know, the first few male linemen sent out were sacrificed under enemy fire."

"Okay, okay, I will arrange for someone to find her right away." I said half-seriously and half-heartedly, and came to the table and asked Akhromeyev who had just stood up: "Comrade Chief of Staff, what's the situation? Is that right? Have you contacted Captain Horusov on the high ground?"

Akhromeyev nodded and said affirmatively: "We are in touch. Just a few minutes ago, Captain Khorushov called and said that the enemy's offensive was fierce, and a huge explosion occurred at the foot of the mountain. At the same time, the tanks at the foot of the mountain stopped shelling. The captain took advantage of the favorable opportunity for the Germans to fall into chaos to mobilize the troops of the three companies hidden on the southern **** and launched a counterattack against the Germans on the hillside. At present, the Germans are already large. Part of it was wiped out, and the remaining enemies used the night to escape."

"Very good!" After a casual compliment, I then told Akhromeyev: "Comrade Chief of Staff, immediately call Captain Khorushov and say I have something to find him."

When the call was connected, when Khorushov heard my voice, he excitedly reported to me: "Report to Comrade Commander, we have successfully defeated the German offensive, and have joined forces with Captain Godunov’s Third Regiment. Meet the teacher."

I already knew the result of the battle, so I just asked indifferently: "How was the result?"

"Report to the commander," Khorushov said with unquenchable joy: "We wiped out a company of German infantry, destroyed 15 trucks, captured 10 tanks, and captured more than 20 tank soldiers. ."

I had already sat down, and upon hearing the results reported by Khorushov, I immediately jumped out of my seat. I shouted at him excitedly: "What are you talking about, Captain Horusov? Ten German tanks were captured. What is going on?"

Hearing that the first battalion of the Second Regiment had captured ten German tanks in the battle, Kirilov and Akhromeyev also curiously put their ears over, wanting to hear what's going on?

"Comrade commander, this is the case. I don't know what happened to the earth-shattering explosion at the foot of the mountain just now, but according to the report of my soldiers, when they got to the foot of the mountain, they saw the enemy's corpses lying everywhere on the ground, piles of them. The piles were piled up in a pile, some were crouched in the soil, and some were half-lengthed out of the crater. What is strange is that there are no wounds or blood stains on the outside of these corpses. Our soldiers opened the tank turret compartment. During the cover, most of the tankers inside were found to be in a coma."

"Well, well done, Comrade Captain." I heard this, covering the microphone with my hand, and said to Kirilov and Akhromeyev who were listening with ears erected beside me: "You know how to respond. Is it something? The reason why no wounds and bloodstains were found on the bodies of these German soldiers was because they were all killed by the huge shock wave of explosives."

Akhromeyev finished listening, but nodded with a smile. Kirilov whispered: "My God, I didn't expect this flying thunder cannon to be so powerful. We will have to build more in the future."

I released the microphone and continued to say to Khorushov: "Comrade Captain, you must hurry up to clean up the battlefield and repair the fortifications. As for the ten captured tanks, I will leave them there for the time being, and I will send someone to accept them. "After I finished speaking, I just wanted to put down the phone, and suddenly remembered Razumeyeva's request just now, so I told Khorushov: "Comrade Captain, I have another task to give you."

"Comrade commander, please tell me, I am waiting for your order!" Horusov said respectfully. UU reading www. uukānshu.com

"During the battle, the telephone line between the division headquarters and you was broken several times by enemy fire. The division communications team sent several groups of linemen to repair the telephone lines, but most of them were sacrificed. Now there is one. The female communication soldier disappeared during the repair of the line. I order you to immediately send a man to find it along the telephone line. If you live to see people or die, you must see the corpse." When I said the last sentence, I unconsciously let it go. The voice was low.

"Yes, I understand. I will send a platoon of fighters to find it."

When I put down the phone and turned to look at Razumeyeva who was standing by the wall and wanted to tell her the news, I saw her smiling and nodding at me. Obviously, I heard me give Captain Horusov. The order issued.

"What about the ten tanks?" Akhromeyev asked, "If we can't transfer the spoils in time, we will probably blow them up again when the German plane arrives at dawn. "

Akhromeyev’s words reminded me of Perskin, the commander of the tank squadron, who hadn’t heard from him for a long time. So I picked up the phone and called a regiment commander Sergeikov and asked straightforwardly: "Hello. , Comrade Sergeikov? I have something to call Captain Perskin. Do you know where he is now?" (to be continued)