Burning Moscow

After getting my assurance, Rodimtsev discussed with us the defense plan for the northern part of the city for a while, and then left with the political commissar Vavilov.

Seeing that there were only a few of us left in the room, Kirilov couldn't help but complain to me: "Comrade Oshanina, why are you so reckless, you directly denied General Rodimtsev's order. Just now. Had it not been for Vavilov’s political commissar to stop him, maybe he would really dare to draw a gun and fire at you."

Although I didn't feel anything when I confronted Rodimtsev, I felt a little bit of fear at the moment, especially when Kirilov said so, I was shocked in a cold sweat. I didn't say anything, I just sat at the table in a daze, thinking about how to effectively resist the German attack.

"It seems a bit unrealistic to rely on the existing fortifications to block the more and more fierce German offensive. The daily shelling and bombing of the German army will cause considerable losses to the regiment standing on the high ground. Xie Jie When the Rikov regiment came to the battlefield, it was a 2,000-strong regiment full of men, but now there are only more than 700 people left, including the wounded. If you continue to fight like this, it will last three to five days at most. The formation of a regiment It doesn’t exist anymore. The second regiment now only has more than 1,400 people. If they are asked to take over the defense of the first regiment, they can only hold on for about a week. The first regiment and the second regiment are all fired up, and the third and fourth regiments will be adjusted. Go up the group?" Thinking of this, I shook my head vigorously, trying to get this idea out of my mind. It has just entered September, and there are still up to two months before the counterattack. In the absence of any supplements, it is only a fool to fight against the enemy.

I was so engrossed that I didn't even notice the tea jar that Akhromeyev handed over. Akhromeyev put the tea mug on the table and shook his hand in front of me a few times. At the same time shouted loudly: "Master, comrade teacher, can you hear me?"

I just recovered from my contemplation. Looking at him blankly, he asked, "What's the matter, Comrade Chief of Staff?"

"Have a cup of tea!" Akhromeyev pointed in front of me.

I screamed. Then he reached out to hold the tea mug, but accidentally bumped the tea mug. The tea inside suddenly poured on the table, and the map dampened all at once. Seeing Akhromeev hurriedly cleaning the tea on the table, I suddenly had an idea and asked Kirilov who was standing next to him: "Comrade Political Commissar, are you familiar with the city of Stalingrad?"

Kirilov shrugged his shoulders when I asked, and smiled and said to me: "Comrade Oshanina. I don’t know if you have ever read a new set of Soviet encyclopedias when you are studying. One of them is The name of the book is "On the Map of the Motherland"?"

I have never heard of the book he said, so I shook my head honestly and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, Comrade Political Commissar, I haven't read it." In order to show that I am not an unlearned person, He added superfluously, "Perhaps the book you said. You can only read it in college. And I, if you know my resume, you should know that I finished tenth grade. I married a border guard."

Kirilov did not discuss my resume with me, but said directly: "I personally reviewed this book, so I have visited many places with the comrades who compiled this book, including Stalinger. Le." At this point, his face showed a proud look, "You said I am not familiar with this city."

Knowing that Kirilov had participated in the compilation of a book immediately made me stand in awe of him. You must know that I admire the most talented literati. I didn't expect that the political commissar next to me was such a person. I flattered him after a few words. Suddenly turned the topic to what he was interested in: "Comrade Political Commissar, this is really great. Let me ask you. If the Volga River bursts its banks, will the river flood Stalingrad?"

Kirilov was taken aback when he heard this. Then his face changed drastically, and his body trembled violently like an electric shock. He pointed his finger at me, shivered for a long time, and said angrily: "Comrade Oshanina, how can you make such a ridiculous assumption? Do you think we Will the river flood this city named after the Supreme Commander himself?"

What he said made me a little embarrassed, but in order to find out what I wanted to know, I said quizzically: "I just ask, I want to get an accurate answer from you."

Kirilov said to me with a stern face, "Comrade Oshanina, I tell you, no matter it is now or in the future, and no matter how flooding, it will never submerge the heroic city behind us. "

Although he spoke to me in a very rude tone, I also indirectly got the answer I wanted. So I adjusted the topic in time: "Comrade Political Commissar, after dawn tomorrow, we will go to a group of positions and consider how to strengthen the defense of the high ground to resist the next crazy attack that the enemy will carry out."

Kirilov couldn't keep up with my jumping thinking. Seeing that I was still asking if the Volga River burst would flood Stalingrad, in a blink of an eye, he asked him to accompany me to inspect the position tomorrow, and he couldn't help looking at me blankly. . However, after a brief silence, he nodded in agreement.

However, after expressing his agreement, he looked around, then lowered his voice and said to me: "Comrade Oshanina, as a political commissar, I think it is necessary to remind you that what makes Stalingrad flooded by the flood, no matter what. You can't mention it at any time or place, otherwise you will be killed."

Although his words were very rude, I knew that his reproach was also out of love for me, so I had to blush and nod to show that I knew it.

In the early morning, we were awakened by the violent artillery fire and bombing from outside.

Akhromeyev quickly grabbed the phone, called the Second Regiment directly, and asked Pugachev loudly: "Second Regiment Commander, what happened outside?"

Pugachev’s panicked voice came from the microphone: “Report to Comrade Chief of Staff. According to the observation post on the top of the hill, about one regiment of German infantrymen, under the cover of 4 to 50 tanks, came from Razgul. The Yaevka area launched an offensive. Judging from the direction of their assault, they wanted to pass through the Aviagorodok area and enter the city. The enemy is currently shelling and bombing the 107.5 heights."

After listening, Akhromeyev didn't immediately hang up the phone, but instead covered the microphone with his hand. Looking at me, waiting for my instructions.

"Ask Pugachev, what kind of action the enemy has taken on Mamayev Hill?" After I gave instructions to Akhromeyev. Turning his head to ask Kirilov to contact a group, he did not expect that he had understood my intention. First walk to Razumeyeva sitting by the wall, and learn about the current situation in front of the group of positions through the telephone.

After Akhromeyev repeated what I said to Pugachev, Pugachev quickly replied: "Report to the Chief of Staff. Our regiment and the regiment’s positions are very calm, and we have not been shelled by the enemy. And bombing, no enemy offensive troops were found on the open ground."

When Akhromeyev put down the phone, Kirilov also walked back from the radio and reported to me: "Comrade Oshanina. I asked Comrade Sergeikov about his report. As Comrade Pugachev said, neither was shelled, nor did they find the enemy's offensive troops in their sight."

Hearing the same report from the two people, I couldn’t help feeling upset. I fixed my eyes on the position of 107.5 Heights. I was worried about the 39th Guards Regiment that stood here. They only had one battalion of troops and could block the enemy. The onslaught? Thought of this. I quickly ordered Akhromeyev: "Chief of Staff, call the third regiment commander Godunov to prepare him for the attack. Once there is a critical situation on the 107.5 heights, I will immediately go for reinforcements."

When Akhromeyev called the Third Regiment, I rushed to Kirilov, who was standing next to him, and said, "Let’s go, Comrade Political Commissar, let’s go to the top of the hillside and have a look." After speaking, I raised my leg and looked out. go.

Although the Second Regiment did not directly participate in the battle, Pougachev took precautions and organized commanders and fighters to repair various fortifications whenever he had time. Not only did they excavate trenches and trenches extending in all directions, built a large number of air-raid shelters and shelters for soldiers, but also built an observation post on the mountainside and top of the mountain in a hidden and open view. It is convenient for me to check the battle situation on the battlefield at any time.

Kirilov and I, as well as a few soldiers sent by Basmanov, walked along the trenches to the observation post on the top of the mountain. See us coming. The two soldiers inside who were observing the enemy's situation quickly turned around and saluted us, and I briefly returned a salute. He asked straightforwardly, "Comrade soldier, how is the situation in the highlands of the friendly army?"

A sergeant reported to me: "Report to the commander that the enemy plane flew away after bombing the 107.5 heights. Only the artillery is still shelling our positions."

I walked to the observation port and raised my telescope to look towards the high ground. I saw that the criss-crossing cobweb-like fortifications on the northern **** were being shelled by the enemy. Every falling cannonball, whether it fell outside the trench or exploded in the trench, lifted large and small clods into the air, and then dropped like raindrops.

After watching for a long time, except for the mud, fire and gunpowder smoke, I didn't see a figure on the ground. I find it very strange that the commanders of these 39 regiments are hiding somewhere. Didn't they even take the battle? Thinking of this, I put down my binoculars, turned my head and asked the sergeant standing straight behind me: "Comrade sergeant, where are the friendly forces on the high ground?"

Hearing my question, the sergeant quickly walked to my side and pointed his finger forward to explain to me: "Comrade sergeant, please take a look at the area near the top of the **** on the southern slope. There are many newly-built Tibetan soldiers' caves. The troops are hiding there."

I followed the direction of his finger for a long time, but still didn't see where the Tibetan soldiers cave he said was. He couldn't help but said to Kirilov in dismay: "Comrade Political Commissar, you should come and have a look. I have been looking for it for a long time, but I haven't seen where the friendly army's Tibetan soldiers are."

Kirilov quickly raised the telescope and looked at the position the sergeant said. After looking for a long time, he nodded thoughtfully, with a smile on his face, and said, "This Colonel Ye Lin is not easy!"

"Why is it not easy?" I asked inexplicably.

Kirilov pointed his finger at the high ground and said to me: "Comrade Oshanina, look carefully, there are curtains hanging at the gates of Colonel Ye Lin and their Tibetan soldiers' cave. It may be that they were all on the curtains during the bombing just now. It's splashed with mud, and it blends with the color of the hillside from a distance. If you don't look carefully, you can't really see it."

After listening to Kirilov’s words, the sergeant next to him smiled and interjected: “It’s better for the comrades in the political comrades to observe carefully. If we hadn’t remembered the location of the Tibetan soldiers’ cave before the bombing, otherwise, we would also find Nothing."

The enemy's shelling continued for about ten minutes before it stopped.

As soon as the shelling stopped. The Ye Lin regiment on the high ground began to move. The infantry came out of the Tibetan soldiers' cave on the southern slope, carrying rifles and submachine guns and climbing up the trenches leading to the top of the mountain. Then came out from the hole one by one, several Maxim heavy machine guns, to the end. Several anti-tank guns and a dozen mortars were even introduced.

See the numerous heavy weapons of the 39th Regiment. I suddenly felt deceived. Colonel Ye Lin was still complaining to me last night, saying that he had 200 people without weapons, but now he has not only heavy machine guns, but even anti-tank guns and mortars. .

Kirilov was also furious when he saw this scene. He turned his head and asked the sergeant: "Comrade sergeant, you know the heavy weapon on the opposite high ground. When did you pull it up?"

The sergeant was frightened by Kirilov’s expression, and said nervously incoherently: "Report, report to the political commissar, comrade, comrade, I am not, not too clear, I am late. At night, no, not on duty. !"

"Who is on duty then?" Kirilov asked angrily.

The sergeant said to another fighter Nunu, "It's him."

Kirilov ignored the sergeant. Instead, he asked the soldier directly: "Tell me, Comrade soldier, what's going on? When did the friendly army's heavy weapons reach the heights?"

Hearing Kirilov’s question, the soldier appeared calm. He straightened his body and replied: "Report to the political commissar, the heavy weapon on the friendly high ground arrived at about three in the morning. Then came, There were probably two battalions of troops. When the heavy weapons were transported to the high ground and concealed, the two new battalions were evacuated to the residential area behind."

Hearing the soldier's explanation, I felt a little better in my heart. It turned out that Colonel Ye Lin didn't lie to us. These heavy weapons were brought by troops who later crossed the river with the Artillery Regiment of the 13th Guards Division.

After figuring out what's going on. I waved at the sergeant and fighters and let them leave the observation post. After the two left, I mocked and said: "Comrade political comrade, I was still complaining about Colonel Ye Lin just now. It was obvious that there were so many heavy weapons in the regiment, and I kept complaining to us. I didn't expect these weapons to be sent later. Arrived, it seems I misunderstood him."

Due to the limitation of the field of vision, we can only see most of the southern **** and a small part of the northern **** in the observation post we are in. Before the gun smoke cleared, the commanders of the 39th regiment walked into the position along the trenches, some of them mounted their guns, and others seized the time to rush to repair the trenches damaged by artillery fire.

The German offensive forces, led by more than 40 tanks, followed by hundreds of armored transport vehicles, lined up in an offensive formation, aggressively rushing toward the friendly high ground.

"With so many enemies, can Colonel Ye Lin be able to stop them?" Looking at the enemy's posture, I couldn't help but try my best to guess. "Does he think it depends on the hundreds of people on the battlefield and those anti-tank doors? Can the cannon repel the enemy?"

When the tank at the forefront was two hundred meters away from our army’s position, there was a sudden explosion. The flying sand and rocks from the explosion covered the tank at the forefront, and then the tank stopped. Burning in the distance.

What's the matter, did the anti-tank guns on the ground fired? I quickly turned the binoculars to the high ground, but saw that the gunners operating the anti-tank guns were arranging the artillery positions. It was impossible that they were firing guns.

A tank that was slightly behind by two bodies slowly slowed down carefully, bypassed the burning tank, and then drove over from the edge of a crater.

At this moment, another huge explosion sounded, and the smoke and dust from the gunpowder engulfed the bold tank again. Seeing this scene, I immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that it was not the artillery on the high ground that opened fire, but the anti-tank mine buried in front of the position that blew up two tanks one after another.

Seeing the German reimbursement of two tanks one after another, I immediately felt exasperated. At the same time, I was still thinking excitedly: two more reimbursements, two more reimbursements.

Seeing that two tanks were blown up by ground mines, the remaining tanks stopped advancing and fired at the defenders on the high ground with tank guns. In the beginning, the enemy's tanks fired blindly and aimlessly, covering the infantry who had jumped from the armored transport vehicle to occupy a favorable battle position.

After a while, as the German infantry's offensive queue unfolded, the tanks stopped firing blindly. They stayed motionless and fired with tank guns and vehicle-mounted machine guns to cover the infantry's charge. Those shells fell directly into the fortifications of the defenders and exploded, exploding the commanders and fighters inside.

The German soldiers bent their waists, holding their submachine guns and rifles flat, using the crater on the hillside as a cover, and gradually approached our army's position with short leaps.

"This can't work. The enemy has so many tanks to provide artillery cover. Colonel Ye Lin's troops can't hold the high ground." Seeing the German army approaching our army, my heartbeat accelerated, and I directed towards Kirillov. Yelled: "No, I'm going to call Godunov and order him to lead the three regiments in the past for reinforcements. If it is a little later, it will be too late."

When my hand just picked up the phone, Kirilov suddenly stopped me: "Comrade Oshanina, wait a minute, the 39th regiment seems to be fighting back!"

Hearing what he said, I quickly threw the microphone on the table, ran back to the observation port, and raised the binoculars to see how the 39th Regiment's battle was going on.

I heard a intensive gunfire from the direction of the high ground, and even the heavy machine gun placed on it opened fire. It seemed that the troops on the high ground opened fire.

The German soldiers rushing to the forefront were caught off guard, and were immediately knocked down. Some were plunged directly into the crater next to them, while others rolled down the hillside.

The German tanks quickly turned their muzzle and fired at the most powerful machine gun position, attempting to eliminate the heavy firepower of our army and cover their infantry to continue the upward charge. But after the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole, the guards’ gunners have long aimed the muzzle of the anti-tank gun at the German tank at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, they took advantage of the opportunity of the tank to shoot down from the slope. , Turning the German tanks into piles of twisted and burning scrap iron like shooting targets~www.wuxiaspot.com~After the tanks were beaten, they didn’t care about continuing to suppress our army’s infantry fire with artillery fire, but raised the artillery. The mouth, bombarded the anti-tank gun positions on the top of the hillside. However, the **** of luck seemed to be standing on the side of the gunner of the guards. After the tank shell flew over, it either missed or flew over their heads and landed on the southern **** and exploded.

The German infantry, who lost the cover of the tank artillery, could not continue to charge forward under the suppression of our firepower, and had to alternately cover and retreat backwards. At this time, the mortars hidden in the trenches fired decisively again, and the artillery shells of the gunners hit fiercely and accurately, beating the retreating infantry into horrors.

Seeing that the defeat of the German army had been revealed, Kirilov patted my shoulder lightly and said relaxedly: "Comrade Oshanina, it seems that there is no need to send three more regiments. Colonel Ye Lin’s troops have already This wave of the enemy's offensive has been repelled." (To be continued)

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ps: "On the Map of the Motherland" is one of a series of Soviet materials published by Tianxia Publishing House in 1951. It should have been compiled around 1946. It appears in this article only for the needs of later plot development.