Burning Moscow

Twenty minutes after the shelling went on, I said to Akhromeyev who was sitting opposite: "Comrade Chief of Staff, the shelling is almost done. Call Captain Morozov and ask the artillery battalion to stop firing and give the howitzer unit to the province. Light up the cannonballs and save it for later when you teach the German troops."

Without saying anything, Akhromeyev picked up the phone on the desk and called Morozov, relaying my order: "Captain Morozov? I am the chief of staff of Akhromeyev, the commander of the division, howitzer unit Stop shooting immediately."

After hearing Akhromeyev’s phone call, I told Razumeyeva: "Comrade Lieutenant, immediately contact Captain Godunov, the acting commander of the Third Regiment. After the shelling stops, immediately organize troops to initiate an attack on the high ground. For the attack, we must regain the position for me in the shortest time."

After a series of orders were delivered in an orderly manner, I sat at the table and told the map in front of me, patiently waiting for the result of the counterattack. Kirilov was obviously not as calm as I was. After sitting for a while, he jumped up from his seat uncontrollably, anxiously like an ant on a hot pot, and circled the command post with his hands behind his back.

And Akhromeyev would be much calmer. After all, he had been with me for a while before, and he had a certain understanding of my character, and knew that if I was not sure, I would never act as if nothing had happened, so he He also sat opposite me without saying a word, patiently waiting for the battle of the three regiments.

Five or six minutes later, the radio in front of Razumeeva was moving. After listening for a while, she turned her head and called me: "Reporter, Captain Godunov, he wants to report to you."

Hearing that the three regiments had results to report, before I stood up, Kirilov, who was closest to the radio, rushed over. Grabbing the earphones and microphone from Razumeyeva’s hands, she couldn’t wait to ask: "I’m the political commissar Kirilov, Captain Godunov. What’s the situation on your side? Has the high ground been seized ?"

Since Kirilov had done all my work before. I didn’t need to be so anxious. I walked slowly behind Kirilov and listened to the dialogue between him and Godunov: "...what, what did you say? I can’t hear you clearly, you just said Repeat it again."

When I heard this, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in my heart. Could it be that the offense was frustrated? My guess was quickly confirmed from Kirilov’s mouth: "...what, what did you say? The offense failed? No. It cannot be stopped. The offense must continue, and the position must be given in the shortest time. I took it back..."

Before Kirilov finished speaking, I put my hand on his shoulder, pulled his body gently, and took the earphone and microphone from his hand.

When I heard Godunov’s slightly flustered voice from the earphones, I turned my face to the microphone and asked, “Captain Godunov, when can your troops be reorganized and attack the high ground again? ?"

Godunov hesitated for a moment, and then replied in an uncertain tone: "Report to the commander. It may take half an hour to attack again at the earliest."

I snorted heavily and said coldly: "I don't have time to wait for you for half an hour now." After I said this, I suddenly thought of Horusov's troops. At this time, he should have almost reached the southern **** of the highland, and he quickly asked again, "Has the 2nd regiment and 1st battalion arrived?"

"Khorushov's troops have arrived, and the captain is by my side. Do you want to talk to him?"

"Bring the earphones and microphone to Khorushov." I gave Godunov orders without expression.

After a while, Khorushov’s voice came from the headset: "Comrade Commander, this is Khorushov. I am waiting for your order. I don’t know what your instructions are?"

"How many flying thunder cannons did you bring?" I asked straightforwardly.

"Report to the commander. When I set off, Captain Morozov gave me twenty launchers. There were also a hundred explosive packets."

"Twenty launchers, and a hundred explosive packets?" Hear so many. It also shocked me. Even if a launcher is equipped with only two people, it is still forty people. The artillery battalion can mobilize so many people to participate in the battle. If there are casualties, it will not be worth the loss. I hurriedly asked: " How many people has Morozov sent to you?"

"Five soldiers were sent."

"What? Five soldiers were sent?" When I heard Khorushov say this, I started to curse Morozov for being unreliable. With 20 launchers, only five soldiers were sent. "So many launchers, how do you plan to operate?"

"Comrade commander, I don't have too many five people. The operating difficulty of this flying thunder cannon is about the same as that of setting off fireworks in the New Year, and almost all soldiers in our battalion can use it."

I listened to him and finally put my hanging heart in my stomach. I am also a fan of the authorities. The flying thunder cannon has poor accuracy. It is operated by artillery and ordinary infantry, and the effect is similar. After I breathed a sigh of relief, I told Khorushov: "Comrade Captain, I now order you to immediately lead the troops to attack the high ground after all the explosive kits are shot out."

"Yes, I understand." After answering me, Khorushov asked tentatively; "Commander, what about Captain Godunov's troops?"

Hearing him mention Godunov’s name, I suddenly got angry again, and after a snort in my nose, I told him: "Let Godunov hurry up and reorganize the troops, before you capture the positions occupied by the Germans. Later, go up and take over the defense of the high ground."

After putting down the earphones and microphone, I turned to Kirilov and Akhromeyev, who was a little further away, and said: "Let’s go, political commissar, chief of staff, we all go to the top of the hill to see our How did the troops regain the high ground." When both of them came to me, the pilot Captain Popkov, who had been acting as a spectator, also asked eagerly: "Comrade Colonel, I can go with you. ?"

"Comrade Captain, since you are interested in this, let's come together!" Knowing that thunder cannons have been arranged under the southern **** of the highland, I have no doubts about retaking the 107.5 highland, so I hope there will be more people. Come with me to share this upcoming victory.

Seeing that we were going to the top of the hillside to watch the battle, Captain Basmanov, who was in charge of the guard, hurriedly ran outside, called a dozen soldiers from the guard company, and followed us to the hillside.

When our group came to the top of the mountain. Just in time for the flying thunder cannon to fire. I saw through the telescope that after a series of flares flashed under the hillside, a large number of faintly visible black spots flew from the foot of the hill to the top of the hillside. After a while. From the top of the hillside, there was a large amount of fire and smoke, and then there was a loud noise. In the fire. I can clearly see the man’s stumps and arms flying into the sky, showing how amazing the power of this explosive package is.

After a short pause, the flying thunder cannon at the foot of the hill fired another round. The fire from the explosion of the dynamite package illuminates this mountain and shines into the eyes of each of us. At this time, Akhromeyev walked to my side and reminded me in a low voice: "Comrade Commander, the two rounds of the flying thunder cannon. The effect seems to be good. Look, do we let the two regiments and one battalion Stop shooting and directly attack the high ground?"

I put down my binoculars and looked at him, then slowly shook my head, and directly denied his proposal: "Comrade Chief of Staff, the Germans are very cunning. They have just prepared for artillery fire for 20 minutes, but they are in the artillery fire. Not being consumed, but as soon as the third regiment launched an attack, they immediately emerged from their hiding place. They repelled our attack with powerful firepower."

"But, comrade commander." Akhromeyev looked at the high ground with smoke billowing in the distance, and said worriedly: "If the Germans become concealed again. Even if we throw all the remaining explosive packs on, there will be nothing left. They?"

I said disapprovingly: "Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry about it. Throwing so many explosive kits on them, even if they can't be killed, the shock wave of the explosion will kill them all. Just calm down and look at us. How did your troops regain the high ground?"

Although Khorushov's men were all infantry, their skills in operating the flying thunder guns were no worse than those of Morozov's gunners, leaving dozens of explosive packs. They all finished in just two minutes. Before the smoke on the hillside cleared, the troops at the foot of the hill were already ready to go. He charged towards the top of the slope.

On the top of the smoky hillside, there are not only no signs of human activity. There was no gunshot back. Until our soldiers rushed to the mountainside, there was no movement. Although there was silence on the ground, I still squeezed a sweat for our officers and men, and I was afraid that the German soldiers who survived on the hillside would have any conspiracy.

At this moment, Kirilov walked to my side and said in amazement: "Strange, there is no movement at all on the ground. Is it true that the Germans were really killed by our explosives?"

Although I thought Kirilov made sense, I was still worried about what would happen to the troops when they reached the top of the hillside, so I hesitated for a long time before saying: "You and I have seen how powerful these explosive packages are. It's over. But don't be afraid of 10,000, but just in case, maybe there were German soldiers hiding on the north **** during the bombing just now. They wanted to wait until our troops were close to the top of the mountain before they came out of the hiding place and fired at us."

But when the soldiers at the forefront were more than ten meters away from the top of the hillside, the surviving German soldiers opened fire. Except for a machine gun and two submachine guns, only a few rifles were firing. The bullets that poured down suddenly hit the soldiers who rushed forward. They rolled down the hillside, and the soldiers behind quickly fell on the spot, hiding in the crater and the enemies on the top of the **** spread out. Opposite shot.

Although the German army’s condescending terrain is very advantageous, their number is too small, and the skill and tactics of my commanders and fighters are not bad. They know how to use terrain alternately to cover the forward leap, so the situation will soon be favorable to our army. Direction development. When the machine gun was blown up by a grenade, our soldiers quickly jumped out of the hidden crater and rushed to the top of the hillside.

Seeing this, I put down my binoculars, sighed, and said to those who were still watching the battle: "Let’s go, there’s nothing to see here. In a few minutes at most, Captain Horusov’s troops will be able to completely Land occupy the high ground. Let’s go back to the headquarters and wait for Comrade Khorushov to report victory to us."

As soon as we walked into the headquarters, Razumeyeva got up from her seat when she heard the movement and smiled to me: "Reporter Commander, I just received a call from Captain Horusov, saying that they The 107.5 heights have been successfully recovered."

Hearing this good news, everyone’s faces showed joy. The Chief of Staff, Akhromeyev, did not wait for me to speak, but first ordered Razumeyeva: "Comrade Lieutenant, you immediately report to the command of the group army. . Just say that our troops have successfully regained the 107.5 heights."

After Razumeyeva sent a telegram to the group army headquarters, she looked up and asked me for instructions: "Comrade commander. Do you want to say something to Captain Horusov?"

I waved my hand and said, "No. I just don't contact him, and he knows what I will say. You immediately contact him and order him to immediately transfer the position to the third regiment, then lead the troops back the same way."

When I returned to the table, Akhromeyev pushed the map on the table in front of me, and said with some embarrassment: "Comrade commander, look, the north **** of this 17.5 highland has a gentle terrain. It is easy to attack. Difficult to defend; the situation on the south **** is the opposite. The terrain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack. I think the two battles to regain the highlands, the reason why we were able to win is actually a certain element of luck. If we occupy If the position is not a small German army, but a large army, even if we pay a painful price, we may not be able to regain the position."

I very much agree with what he said, and nodded. I looked up and asked him, "Comrade Chief of Staff, what good do you have?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Akhromeyev was not at all shy and said: "I think it should be like a group of positions. Work harder in fortifications. As long as we are in the trenches on the northern slopes. Dig more anti-cannon holes and build a few Tibetan soldiers' caves on the southern slope. In this way, we have much greater hope of defending the high ground."

When he finished talking about my views, I did not immediately express my position, but turned to ask Kirilov: "Comrade Political Commissar, I want to hear your opinion?"

Kirilov was staring at the map. Hearing my question, he waved his hand and said: "I have nothing to say. Just follow the instructions of the chief of staff. With strong fortifications, you can better Block the enemy's attack."

Talking. Razumeyeva walked up to me again and handed me a telegram. At the same time, he said, "Comrade commander, this is a telegram from the commander of the group army."

I picked it up and saw that the above content was simple and clear: "Tomorrow evening, hand over the command of the division to Kirilov and the division chief of staff. You will return with the personnel sent by the headquarters and participate in the command of the counterattack."

Seeing that I had received another telegram, Kirilov worried that I would be criticized by Trikov again, so he and Akhromeyev both looked at me with worry and asked with concern; "Oshanina Comrade, are you okay?"

"I'm okay." I said as I handed the telegram to him, "The commander asked me to hand over the command of the division to you two in the evening of tomorrow, and asked me to return to the city with the people from the headquarters. , Go to the command of the counterattack." At this point, I turned my head and said to Popkov standing aside, "Comrade Captain, you are wronged to stay with us for one more day, and I will send you to the city tomorrow evening. go with."

After reading the telegram, Kirilov asked worriedly: "Comrade Oshanina, why did you say that the commander asked you to surrender command? Is it to transfer you to another unit?"

Kirilov’s analysis made my heart chuckle. He still makes sense. This possibility cannot be ruled out at all. I finally saw the hope of making merit on Mamayev Hill. If Cui Koff had transferred me away like this, I would have lost all of my previous work. If this is the case, when I meet Cui Kefu tomorrow night, I must have a good talk with him, and try to let him let me return to the independent division to continue to preside over the overall situation.

After dawn, the German offensive began again.

However, the Germans who suffered a loss did not dare to launch a ground offensive. They could only use continuous shelling and continuous air strikes on our division's defense areas to suppress us with firepower.

It was late in the evening before the enemy stopped its artillery and bombardment of Mamayev Hill and 107.5 Heights. I also transferred the command of the division to Kirilov and Akhromeyev.

As soon as the handover work was over, an officer wearing a big brimmed hat walked into the command post under the guidance of Basmanov. After the officer came in, he walked straight in front of Kirilov, raised his hand to salute him, and said politely: "Hello, Comrade Kirilov, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Kirilov shook hands with him warmly and asked: "Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Weinrub, I am glad to meet you. You were ordered to pick up Colonel Oshanina, right?"

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After getting the affirmative reply from the other party, Kirilov walked to my side, raised his hand to introduce to Lieutenant Colonel Weinrub, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, let me introduce to you. , This is Colonel Oshanina, the head of the independent division. "Then introduced the lieutenant colonel to me, "Comrade Oshanina, this lieutenant colonel is the deputy commander of the armored unit of the group army, Lieutenant Colonel Wei Yinlubu, and he is ordered to pick you up. "

After Kirilov's introduction, Weinrub walked to me, raised his hand to salute me, and said politely: "Hello, Colonel Oshanina. I am Lieutenant Colonel Weinrub, because I am familiar with the city. , So Comrade Commander appointed me to pick you up to the headquarters."

After returning the gift, I asked in the same polite tone: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, shall we leave now?"

Weinrube raised his hand to look at his watch, shook his head and said, "It's not possible now, Comrade Oshanina. At this time, there are still many enemy planes hovering in the air. When I came, I was bombed. For your safety, let's wait until dark before leaving!" (to be continued)

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