Burning Moscow

When Oleg sent someone to find the commander of the anti-tank rifle company, I briefed everyone on what Cuikov had said on the phone.

After I finished speaking, I was going to call Gaidar, the commander of the fourth regiment, to order him to send a battalion, with the cooperation of the tank battalion, to counterattack the Soviet Street behind the high ground, to take back the dormitory area from the Germans. As for whether the tank battalion that I have been hiding in the snow will be bombed by enemy planes, and the whole army will be annihilated, I can't take care of this a lot. I know better than anyone else. I don’t want the enemy to stand firm in the dormitory area and use that place as the starting point for the offensive to attack the Mamayev Hill that our division is holding back and forth.

As soon as I picked up the phone, Kirilov, who was looking pale next to him, said excitedly: "Comrade commander, you should call Captain Akhromeyev right away and ask him to dispatch three regiments first to cooperate with the 92nd Brigade. The commanders and fighters counterattacked the high ground, striving to take our position from the enemy as soon as possible." Then he said to himself angrily: "A brigade guarding a high ground hasn't held it for a day. Such a command. Member, he should be sent to a military court."

Hearing what Kirilov said, I also think that I should call Akhromeyev first. After all, he is currently on the Mamayev Hill to coordinate the overall situation. I believe he will be nearby after receiving my order. Send troops for reinforcements. The infantry and tank battalions of the Fourth Regiment set off later, and it will not affect the overall situation.

When Akhromeyev’s calm voice came from the receiver, I suddenly felt a trace of dissatisfaction. Although the political commissar and I were not in the headquarters, there was such a major event that the friendly army fell on the high ground. He didn't even notify us. It is precisely because of this idea. Therefore, the tone of speech to him was not so polite: "Comrade Chief of Staff. Why did you not call me and the political commissar to inform me and the political commissar of such a big thing?"

My reproach made Akhromeyev confused. After a while, he asked inexplicably: "Reporter, I have nothing to hide from you and the political commissar? The position of the regiment, although it has been attacked by the Germans. Attacked many times, but were all beaten back by our heroic soldiers?"

"What about the position of the 92nd Brigade? Did you just watch the Germans occupy the 075 highland and rush into the Soviet Street without being indifferent?"

"Comrade commander. I don't understand what you are talking about? Just five minutes ago, the observation post on the hillside called me, saying that the seamen of the 92nd Brigade had beaten the German troops who had attacked the high ground and fled in embarrassment. As for the Soviets. On the other side of the street, it’s not a coincidence because the line of sight is blocked, but there are no signs of fighting in this area?"

Akhromeyev’s report stunned me. Why did he say something different from what Cuikov said? Could it be that I heard it wrong? Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked: "Comrade Chief of Staff. You repeat, how is the current 075 Heights?"

"Reporter Commander. The 075 highland is still in the hands of our army. To be precise, the Baltic seamen are holding the highland. There is no sign of fighting on the Soviet Street behind the highland."

"I know, Comrade Chief of Staff." When I finished speaking, I hung up the phone.

Seeing me put down the phone, Kirilov walked over and asked with concern: "Comrade Oshanina, how is it, what did Captain Akhromeyev say?"

I frowned and thought about Akhromeyev's words. I felt that he didn't seem to be talking nonsense, and it was impossible for Cuikov to joke with me about this kind of thing. So what's the problem? Upon hearing Kirilov’s question, I hurriedly repeated Akhromeyev’s words to him, and then said: "Comrade political comrade, the situation reported by the chief of staff is completely different from the situation reported by the commander. Yes, you have to figure it out first. So, the fifth regiment and the tank battalion will not be used for the time being. Later, when the anti-tank rifle company comes, I will take them back to Mamayev Hill first, and you, political commissar , Continue to stay here, waiting for my further news."

Kirilov understood my character, so he didn’t argue with me about who to listen to the news and who would leave the command. He just told me: "Comrade Oshanina, anyway, it’s not safe there, so except for anti-tank. Outside the rifle company, I suggest that you take another company of infantry back." In order to reassure him, I agreed without hesitation.

The company commander of the anti-tank rifle company was a forty-year-old captain. He walked up to me and raised his hand to salute the report and said, "Comrade commander, the company commander of the anti-tank rifle company, Captain Huber, report to you."

I looked at the captain who was straight in front of me, and asked casually, "Captain Huber, what is the structure of your anti-tank rifle company?"

"Reporter commander, my company is organized in accordance with the'three-three'. The whole company has three platoons and each platoon has three classes. In addition, there is a seven-person company including a company commander and an instructor. Each platoon has 2 people. , Equipped with 9 PTRD anti-tank rifles, attached to a carriage."

I heard that there were still three carriages in the anti-tank rifle company, and I quickly said to Huber: "Captain, where we are going later, we can go there on foot without the carriage."

"Understood." Huber replied as soon as I finished speaking.

"Where are your troops?"

"All are waiting outside the command post, ready to go."

Huber and I walked out of the command post and immediately saw the company standing outside. Hubbar stepped forward and commanded loudly to the team: "Leave the carriage, and the ammunition in each row will carry the ammunition on the carriage, and all walk to the new combat location." Waiting for the ammunition to put all the ammunition boxes on the carriage. After picking up, he continued to give orders: "Turn left, form a three-way column, and walk together!"

The other infantry company Oleg equipped me was led by Captain Igratov. Seeing that the anti-tank rifle was fired continuously, they followed closely behind.

Not long after I left, Mamayev Hill and 075 Heights appeared in my field of vision. There was a fierce gunfire in front of me. I listened for a moment, and immediately judged that the sound came from the direction of the group, not the direction of the 92nd Brigade. As a result, I am even more confused. Why is there no movement in the direction of the 92nd Brigade? Is it really occupied by the German army?

Walked forward for another ten minutes. Captain Igratov, who was walking by my side, suddenly pointed to the left. He said loudly, "Comrade commander, you see, it seems that our troops have retreated over there."

I turned my head to see, no, a group of infantry in khaki uniforms trot towards us. Are these the commanders of the 92nd Infantry Brigade? Thinking this way, I ordered Hubbar and Igratov at the same time: "Stop the troops and unfold in place!"

With my orders. The two hundred soldiers suddenly huffed and all dispersed, jumping into the crater or hiding in the gully, with their gun holders in their hands, ready for battle.

As the group of officers and soldiers got closer and closer, I could see that among the soldiers were two commanders wearing big hats and military coats. I was hesitating if I should stop them and ask which part they were. But I heard someone faintly shouting behind them: "Stop, stop, you all stop for me!"

I looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was a sailor officer. Two sailors followed behind him, also running in our direction. And shouting while running.

In order to find out what was going on, I walked over to meet them. Hearing someone yelling from behind and seeing me blocking in front, the army officers and soldiers stopped. The two commanders walked out of the crowd and asked dissatisfiedly: "Hey, I said, Comrade Colonel, which part are you from and why are you blocking our way?"

I looked at the collar badges of the two in front of me, one was a colonel and the other was a deputy regiment-level political commissar, and said lightly: "I am Colonel Oshanina, the independent division commander in charge of holding the Mamayev Hill. I don’t know. What part of the colonel and political commissar are in front of me? Where do you plan to go in such a panic?"

The two of them were speechless by my question. At this moment, the sailor officer chased up and asked them breathlessly: "Comrades, you are retreating. Unauthorized action without order."

The colonel put me aside, waved his arms at the sailor officer, and said loudly: "Your eyes are blind, don't you see that the German tank has rushed into Soviet Street and rushed only 00 meters from our headquarters. Where is it? If we stay again, we might be a prisoner of the Germans." After speaking, he turned his head and left.

The sailor officer rushed in front of him with a few arrows, blocking his way, and retorted: "Comrade commander, in the navy, the commander is the last to abandon the ship. Those who command the sailor should understand this, you know. ?"

The political commissar walked over to help the colonel: "Comrade battalion-level commander, let me remind you that it is in the navy, but we are in the army, so let us command you."

When his political commissar finished speaking, the colonel yelled at the sailor officer again: "Comrade Vlasov, you will listen to me. We are not afraid of dead ghosts. We withdrew the brigade command post to the deserted island in order to continue to update. Command the troops well." After speaking, he turned his head and walked in the direction of the Volga River.

Vlasov hurriedly chased him forward again and asked, "Really? But Colonel, how do you command the troops there?"

The colonel stopped, turned and approached Vlasov, and said unceremoniously: "According to the regulations, the commander's order does not need to be discussed, so hurry up and execute the order!" After the words were finished, he kept walking towards Vlasov. Walking by the river, it seemed that he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

Vlasov pursued another step forward and loudly stated his attitude: "Comrade Colonel, even if you all run away, but our members of the Political Department will not go anywhere, we will stay here and coexist and die with the position. ."

The colonel didn’t want to talk to Vlasov anymore, but suddenly saw me standing blankly by the side. He might feel ashamed. He drew his pistol suddenly, pointed at Vlasov, and yelled viciously: “Since you If you don't obey the order, then I will shoot you now."

Seeing that the matter was going to be turbulent, the political commissar came out to make a round. He rushed between the two of them, separated them, and expressed his opinion loudly: "Comrade brigade commander, since he is unwilling to leave, let him Stay. It's death or alive. At that time, his own business, let's go~~" After speaking, he pushed the colonel to the river.

Since this unit and I are not under each other and have no right to interfere with the decision of the brigade commander, we can only keep silent. But when he saw the colonel draw his gun. My hand is also on the holster. If he was really going to kill Vlasov, I might shoot to stop it. At this moment, seeing the colonel and his political commissar slipping towards the river, leaving only a bitter face of Vlasov, they stepped forward to say hello to him: "Comrade comrade battalion-level political commissar, I am the commander of an independent division. Colonel Oshanina. If you don't have enough troops to defend your position, I can send troops to reinforce you."

Unexpectedly, Vlasov was unwilling to take my kindness. He just snorted and said coldly: "Thank you for your kindness. But as long as one of our sailors is still there, we will decide not to let the enemy occupy our position. Then he turned around and said loudly to his two subordinates: "Go, let's go back."

Iglatov and Hubal walked to my side and watched blankly as the infantry retreated to the river, while the sailor returned to his position, preparing to smash the attacking enemy. Both of them asked incomprehensibly, "Comrade Teacher, what is going on?"

From the conversations with a few people just now, I have already figured out what happened. It must be the brigade commander and political commissar of the 92nd Brigade. Frightened by the German army rushing to the vicinity of his headquarters, he lied to Cui Kefu about the fall of the high ground. But he took the opportunity to slip away. However, before reporting the matter to the group army command, I did not want to discuss too much with my subordinates, so I just said vaguely: "Captain Igratov, Captain Huber, you two will lead the troops here. Get ready for battle. What should I do next, I'll send someone to inform you later." After that, before the two of them saluted me, I trot up the mountain.

As soon as I walked into the headquarters, Akhromeyev stood up and reported to me: "Comrade Commander, I just learned that the 075 highland has not been lost, and it is still in the hands of the 92nd Infantry Brigade."

I waved at him and said, "I know." Then I pointed to the phone on the table and turned to ask Razumeyeva: "Comrade Lieutenant, can this phone talk to the group army command now?" At this time, if you contact the headquarters by telegram, it is very likely that something will go wrong, so I will ask if the phone number of the headquarters can contact the headquarters. If it doesn’t work, I can only call the fifth regiment first and give details. After the situation was reported to Kirilov, let him report to the headquarters on my behalf.

Razumeyeva stood up, nodded vigorously, and said affirmatively: "Report to the commander, I have sent someone to repair the telephone line. At present, this phone can be used to talk to the command of the group army."

Hearing that I could talk to the headquarters, I immediately picked up the receiver and shook the phone, preparing to report what I knew from Cui Kefu. I heard the voice coming from the receiver. It was the communication team from the morning, so I said to him politely: "Comrade soldier, hello, I am Colonel Oshanina, is Comrade Commander here?"

"I'm sorry, comrade colonel," said the correspondent politely, "the commander and the military commissar are not in the headquarters. I will ask Comrade the Chief of Staff to answer the phone, okay?"

"Yes, just let the chief of staff answer the phone."

Soon Krylov's low voice came from the earpiece: "Hey, Colonel Oshanina, has your division's counterattack on 075 Heights begun?"

"not yet."

"What you said, more than half an hour has passed. Your counterattack on the high ground hasn't started yet?!" Krylov's voice from the earpiece suddenly became severe.

"Comrade Chief of Staff, please listen to my explanation. After I returned to Mamayev Hill, I discovered that 075 Heights had not been lost, and it was still in the hands of the sailors."

"What? 075 Heights did not fall?" Krylov was taken aback, and then asked: "Did you see it with your own eyes, or listen to others?"

"I saw it with my own eyes." Through contact with the brigade commander and political commissar of the 92nd Brigade, I didn't have a good impression of the two of them, so I didn't hide anything for them, so I kept what I had just seen and heard. He told Krylov again.

After Krylov listened, there was no sound. After coming over for a while, he said in an uncertain tone: "Comrade Oshanina, I hope you will check once, because the brigade commander Tanasorov and political commissar Andreev, I knew him before the war. Based on what I know about them, the two are not greedy for life and fear of death, and shouldn't do this kind of escape."

Seeing Krylov’s unwillingness to believe it made me feel a little chill, but I still have to say cautiously: "Well, Comrade Chief of Staff, I will call you in another hour. At that time, I will send 075 Report to you and Commander Trikov of the real situation on the Highlands and Soviet Street."

"Okay, I'm waiting for your report." At this point, Krylov paused for a moment, and then he specifically told me: "Comrade Oshanina, you must pay attention to your safety."

"I will~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After finishing talking, I hung up the phone first.

When I put down the phone, Akhromeyev, who had already understood the situation, asked me on the initiative: "Comrade commander, currently the 075 highland is the focus of the German offensive. You are the commander of the first division. You can't take the risk, let me Go ahead."

I waved at him, rejected his proposal, and told him: "Comrade Chief of Staff, you still stay at the command post. The Germans are still attacking the positions of a regiment, and you need to stay in command. I will leave later. , You report what happened here to the political commissar of the fifth regiment."

"Bring the guard camp?" Akhromeyev asked with concern.

I nodded to his proposal. For my own safety, I even want to take a regiment to the high ground. However, the high ground is still in the hands of our army. There are too many people to go, and it doesn't make much sense, so I only said one sentence: "Let Basmanov take a company and follow me." To be continued... )

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