Burning Moscow

My answer was far beyond Akhromeyev’s expectation. He asked inexplicably: "Commander, since you know that the enemy cannot allow Lieutenant Mikhayev to act as he pleases in their defense zone, why do you have to? What about arranging him a mission to detect the enemy's situation?"

I chuckled, and then said lightly: "The scouts we recently sent have no possibility of getting close to the enemy camp. Anyway, Lieutenant Mikhayev is going to meet the enemy's commander, so he handed this task to him by the way. He went to try his luck. It was expected that he did not detect the enemy's situation; if he did detect the enemy's situation by luck, it would be a surprise."

After listening to my completely irresponsible remarks, Kirilov and Akhromeyev looked at each other, and their faces showed dumbfounded expressions.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, I wanted to defend myself. Suddenly, I remembered Cui Koff’s order again, so I looked at Kirilov and said, "Comrade political comrade, I still want to ask a question, yes. Is there any way to raise the water level of the Volga River?"

Kirilov thought for a while, and then replied: "Yes. In the second five-year plan, we started to implement the Volga River Transformation Plan." Having said that, see me and Akhromeye With a dazed expression on his face, the husband explained specifically, “In short, a lot of sluices were built to confine the river, and the Volga River became a series of extremely deep water storage lakes. The water used by a power station It will become the source of the next power station. In addition, the upstream sluice will also block the river during the spring flood, and release the water when the whole river is dry. The opening and release of the river during the spring flood will make the Volga River It also maintains its depth in summer. Build a series of hydroelectric power stations in the Volga River Basin. A huge power center. I don’t know the apocalyptic irrigation farming. A deep water navigation channel... All this is called the Volga River Transformation Plan. ."

When I heard him say this, I probably had a bit of music in my heart. I took advantage of the gap in his speech and interrupted and asked: "Comrade political comrade, can I understand this way? If you want the water level of the river to rise, you only need to let the downstream Can the goal be achieved by closing or closing the gate of the sluice?"

"Exactly correct. Comrade commander." Kirilov replied very positively: "As far as I know, the several sluices downstream are completely controlled by our army. The nearest to Stalingrad is 1941. The Lupinsk Power Station, which was built to generate electricity in November of the year, only needs to contact the command of the group army and the power station to close the sluice. In a day, the water level of the Volga River will rise by one to two meters....

"Report!" Before Kirilov finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door.

When I heard this voice, I didn't look back, and knew that it was Mikhayev who came. as predicted. I heard Akhromeyev greet each other: "It's Lieutenant Mikhayev, come here. Tell us about your going to the enemy camp."

Mikhayev came over and raised his hand to salute the three of us. After the salute, he turned to Kirilov and said anxiously: "Comrade political comrade, you can't let the downstream close the sluice, otherwise something big will happen."

Mikhayev's words surprised all three of us, but at the same time we also understood what he was talking about. Maybe when he first entered the door, he happened to hear us about closing the downstream sluice. Kirilov looked at him, and asked puzzledly: "Comrade Lieutenant, why do you say that?"

"Commander, political commissar, chief of staff, please come here." Mikhayev didn't directly answer Kirilov's question, but made a gesture and asked the three of us to surround the map. After we were all standing still, he continued and said: "I was on my way to the German army headquarters today and found that there was a river bank four to five hundred meters north of the plateau. Some of the embankments were due to bombing, shelling, or river water. A small area of ​​collapse occurred due to scouring and other reasons. If the downstream hydropower station closes the gate and causes the water level to rise, then there is a danger of **** bursting."

I was considering whether to call Cuikov and ask him to negotiate with the downstream hydropower station to close the sluice. Hearing Mikhayev's words, he looked up at him in surprise and asked tentatively, "Lieutenant Mikhayev. , What did you just say? If the water level of the Volga River rises, it will cause the army to burst the bank."

Before Mikhayev could answer, Akhromeyev had picked up the red and blue pencils on the table and slowly pointed to the north side of the northern plateau. After drawing a small circle, he said to us: "According to Mihai According to Lieutenant Yev’s report, the embankment in this section should be the easiest to break."

Although Mikhayev didn't understand why we were discussing the water level of the Volga River, when he heard what Akhromeev said, he quickly agreed: "That's it, Comrade Chief of Staff."

"I'm here to ask you, Comrade Lieutenant." Kirilov leaned on the edge of the table and looked at Mikhayev and asked: "If, I am talking about if, once the water level of the Volga River rises, we will Do you think it will cause flooding if you put it in place where it is easy to break the embankment and implement blasting?"

After listening to Mikhayev, he stood there and was speechless for a long time. Obviously he was frightened by Kirilov’s question. After all, such a sensitive question might cause him to kill himself. It's a disaster, so he dared not answer.

After staring at him hard, I asked him impatiently: "Lieutenant Mikhayev, the political commissar is asking you a question, why don't you answer it?"

Hearing my question, Mikhayev replied cautiously: "Master, do you really want to blow up the dam?"

I nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, Lieutenant Mikhayev. The reason to blow up the dam is to let the turbulent Volga water flow in, forming a heavyweight in front of the enemy's and our army's position. Equipped with an insurmountable swamp, this can reduce the pressure on our defensive forces, so that more troops can be freed up to reinforce those dangerous areas."

After Mikhayev wiped the sweat from his forehead, he nodded vigorously and said, "I understand, comrade commander." Then his finger pointed to the circle drawn by Akhromeev, "If I bury it here **If blasting is carried out, the river water can be brought in."

"Are you sure?" Akhromeyev asked with suspicion: "You know. The dams in these places. The thickness is usually after 20 or 30 meters. There is no huge amount of blood, it is difficult to explode. It's open."

After listening to Akhromeyev’s concerns, Mikhayev’s face unexpectedly showed a triumphant smile: "Comrade Chief of Staff, have you forgotten what my occupation is? I am the commander of an engineering company, or The dignified construction engineers, besides, our engineers are not what you think. We only need to know how to dig earth. At least we need to know the basic technical procedures such as geological survey, sampling test and bearing capacity experiment. The study of fortification is for me. In terms of it's simply..."

Before he finished showing off, I raised my hand and slapped his helmet, while cursing: "Where do you have so much nonsense, hurry up and tell the point, why is it not difficult to blow up these dams?"

Mikhayev scratched the back of his head with his hand, smiled embarrassedly, and then explained: "In fact, along the Volga River, almost all the sandy banks, as long as you choose the location of the explosion point. Required. There’s not a lot of **."

When Mikhayev said that the banks of the Volga River were sandy banks, Kirilov was taken aback. Then he slapped his forehead fiercely and said loudly, "Hey, why did I forget about this? The embankments along the banks are made of sandy soil, not to mention only 30 meters, even a few meters thick, it can be relaxed. Explode."

"Even if it is a sandy shore, it will take at least two or three tons of ** to explode." Akhromeyev said his worries with a serious expression: "If the ** is to be transported by vehicles, the convoy is here. When passing through the 107.5 heights occupied by the German army, the entire army may be wiped out by enemy fire. If it is transported by hand, I am worried that the commanders carried in the army will not be far away from the trench, and they will be spotted by the German scouts. If nothing else, as long as there is one or two snipers among them, our action will end in failure."

I deeply agree with Akhromeyev's concerns, but I can't think of a solution in a hurry. I turned my head to look at Kirilov, and saw that he was also frowning, and shook my head in embarrassment, indicating that he had nothing to do.

Just as the three of us were at a loss, Mikhayev coughed lightly and attracted our attention. With a smile on his face, he cautiously said: "Teacher, political commissar, chief of staff, don't worry, in fact, we don't necessarily have to go by land to transport the police.

When Mikhayev said that, Kirilov first came back to his senses. He asked excitedly: "Lieutenant Mikhayev, do you mean to let the sailors of the Volga Fleet use boats? Ship ** for us?"

"That's it, Comrade Political Commissar." Mikhayev replied with a smile.

"It's great, it's great." Akhromeyev was also excited. He reached out to the phone and said to us at the same time: "I will call the headquarters and apply to allocate enough for us. **."

When I heard Akhromeyev say into the microphone: "Hello, Comrade Chief of Staff of the Group Army", a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind. I thought of a better way, so I reached out to him and said: "Major Akhromeyev, give me the phone, I have important things, I want to report to Krylov!"

Akhromeyev didn't expect me to say this suddenly, but he passed the microphone without saying a word. I took the microphone and put it close to my ear, and heard Krylov's voice from inside: "Hey, is this Colonel Oshanina? Are you calling at this time, is there anything you want to report?"

"Yes, Comrade Chief of Staff, I have important information to report to you or the commander!"

"Is there anything wrong with the Germans coming to condense the corpse?" Krylov asked cautiously.

When he asked, I was stunned. Originally, Mikhayev was hurriedly recalled to the division headquarters. One was to ask him about the intelligence he was scouting at the enemy camp, and the other was about what kind of troops were sent to collect the corpses. It turned out to be good. Since he came, he didn't ask about either of the two things, and he was busy studying how to break the embankment. In order to avoid being blamed by Krylov, I quickly changed the topic: "Comrade Chief of Staff, what I want to report has nothing to do with the enemy's corpse collection team?"

"What is that?"

"It's about the'Replacement of Soldiers with Water' plan."

"The plan to replace soldiers with water?!" Krylov asked in surprise: "Do you have a good solution?"

"Yes, Comrade Chief of Staff. After research by the political commissar of Kirilov and I, it was found that as long as the downstream hydroelectric power station closes the sluice, the water level of the Volga River will be raised. At the same time, the report of Lieutenant Mikhayev, the commander of the division's engineering company. In Ma Three to four hundred meters to the north of Mayevgang. Several dams are on the edge of collapse. In addition, we also found that the banks of the Volga River are sandy banks. You can blow up the dams with much less ** than before. Open. In this way, the leaders of our division believe that the plan of'replacing soldiers with water' can be implemented."

"Even if you don't need a lot of police, how do you plan to transport it?" Krylov asked a question and asked the key point, "The convoy transporting the police can't safely pass near the 107.5 heights."

"Comrade Chief of Staff. I have two requests now. I don't know if I should say or not?"

"Just say anything, don't be so long-winded." Krylov broke off as soon as he said it, and then I heard Trikov's voice coming from the receiver: "Oshanina, what do you request? Just say, as long as I can do it, I will promise you."

"Thank you, Comrade Commander." I first expressed my gratitude to Cui Koff, and then I began to ask: "My request is very simple. One is to ask the commander to contact the downstream Lupinsk Hydropower Station and ask them to close the sluice. So that the water level of the Volga River can rise in a short period of time."

"This is not a problem. I can be the master and promise you." Cui Kefu agreed with carelessly, and then asked, "What is the other request?"

"The dam bomber. It must be impossible to safely reach the blasting site without disturbing the Germans. So I beg you to contact the commander of the Volga Fleet and ask them to send a steamer for We are transporting materials." After I said my request in one breath, I hesitated for a moment and added: "Commander, I want them to transport mines instead of **. I think if you want to blow up the dam, The effect of mines may be better."

After hearing what I said, Cui Kefu was silent, as if he was considering whether to grant my request. I held the microphone in my hand and looked to the left and right, and saw Kirilov, Akhromeyev, and Mikhayev all three of them looking at me in astonishment, seeming to be shocked by my shocking decision. Up.

I was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the three of them, so I tried to squeeze a smile on my face and smiled awkwardly at them.

After a while, Cui Kefu's voice came out of the receiver again. He did not immediately answer whether I agree or disagree, but vaguely said, "I know about this. I will reply to you after I ask my superiors for instructions. "After speaking, he put down the phone involuntarily.

I put down the phone, my strength seemed to be drained, and I fell into the seat feebly, not wanting to move, thinking about my proposal to use mines, and finally whether I could get Cui Kefu's permission.

Before I could understand, Kirilov spoke. He rebuked me with an expression of hatred for iron and steel, and said, "Comrade Oshanina, how can you ask your superiors for the use of mines? You know, if you want to use electric detonation, Comrade Cui Kefu is a commander, too. Those who cannot make decisions casually must be authorized by a higher-level commander."

Kirilov’s words gave me a daze. When he finished speaking, I immediately retorted: “Isn’t it just to detonate these mines by remote control? Only authorized to use."

"The problem is that the detonation of these mines can only rely on some special... That is to say, after the approval of the front army command, a special method is used to detonate. Sorry, because this involves confidentiality, I can't say more. We can only wait for the final decision made by the commander of the group army after requesting instructions from superiors as to whether or not to use mines."

"Well, Comrade Political Commissar, let's wait patiently for the superior's order." I laughed twice and turned the subject off again: "Yes, Lieutenant Mikhayev, you go to the enemy camp and spotted it. Is there any useful information?"

I was still studying the use of mines with Kirilov just now, and in a blink of an eye, I brought the topic to Mikhayev again. Our client obviously did not keep up with the rhythm of my leap thinking. After a few seconds of silence, he gave a wry smile, shrugged his shoulders, and said regretfully: "I'm sorry. Comrade teacher. I think I have disappointed you!"

"Let's talk about it. Maybe we can hear some scams and horses from your narration." Although he saw the embarrassed expression on Mikhayev's face, Akhromeyev encouraged him to say Go down.

Mikhayev turned his head and looked at Kirilov, then looked at me, and when we all nodded to him and encouraged him to tell him what he saw and heard when he went to the enemy camp, he didn't turn his head and started talking. From my own experience: "Our motorcycle was about four or five kilometers away from Mamayev Hill. We encountered a German patrol in two armored vehicles. After the enemy discovered us, we immediately increased the horsepower and divided it into Both sides outflanked us. I quickly ordered the soldiers driving the motorcycle to stop, and then the three of us got out of the car and stood there waiting for the enemy to come.

The two armored vehicles saw that we were not carrying weapons or attempting to escape, so they stopped a dozen meters away from us. A German sergeant led two soldiers out of the armored vehicle and swaggered to me and asked what I did. I told him that I had come to see the German commander and asked him to send someone to condense the bodies of the German soldiers in front of our army.

The German sergeant listened. Order an armored vehicle to stay and watch the soldiers standing next to the motorcycle. He took me to the armored car he had just taken, and said he would take me to the headquarters. As soon as I got into the car, they covered my eyes with a black cloth. The armored vehicle drove north for four or five minutes and then stopped. Although I could not see anything, my hearing was not affected at all. I heard the sergeant report to an officer that a Russian wanted to see the commander. Discuss the matter of sending troops to restrain the body.

When I heard that I was handed over to the officer by the sergeant, two German soldiers took me off the armored car, got into another convertible car, and drove forward. Our car was very slow. We drove for nearly ten minutes. The car stopped again. I heard the officer who escorted me reporting to a higher-level commander, explaining my intentions to the other party.

After the other party listened, he immediately ordered someone to take me and follow him to the division headquarters. So I was pulled off the cart by two soldiers, followed the commander of the German army, and walked forward with one foot and one shallow.

When the German soldiers finally stopped and tore off the black cloth on my head, I found myself standing in a wooden house with only a small wooden table and a German soldier sitting behind the wooden table. The major, and the two German soldiers who brought me here, stand behind me with their guns at the moment. "

"Who is the German major?" When I asked this, Akhromeyev and Kirilov rushed to the map to find the approximate location of the enemy camp.

Mikhayev turned his head and glanced at the two commanders who put their heads together and stared at the map intently, then looked at me and said: "When the major introduced himself, he said he was General Anim, the commander of the 113th Division. Major Thurlo Besger, the adjutant of the United States. After a few brief questions, he ordered the two German soldiers who had escorted me to cover my eyes again and sent me out."

"You came back like this?" I asked lightly.

After hearing this, he shook his head quickly and explained: "I was sent back to the place where the motorcycle was parked. I originally planned to return directly, but the two German soldiers who sent me asked me to wait and said that they would soon converge the body The convoy came. So I stayed and waited until the enemy convoy arrived before returning with them."

Akhromeyev, who had been looking at the map, suddenly slapped the table with his hands heavily, and said excitedly: "I have found it, the sly enemy, actually set up the division headquarters here." When he said this, he was proud. With a red and blue pencil, I drew a circle on a village north of Mamayev Hill, and then said to me, “Comrade Commander, according to Lieutenant Mikhayev’s account, the enemy’s camp should be located in this village. In the future, our night attack will not be aimlessly looking for enemy camps, but will strike them in a targeted manner."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, you must not take it lightly." Mikhayev kindly reminded: "Although I can't see anything when I enter the enemy camp, according to my analysis, the enemy has a railway network and mines outside. Outside the area, there are still many fortifications and firepower points. If the night assault troops attack rashly, they may suffer heavy losses."

"Lieutenant Mikhayev, how do you judge that there are fortifications, firepower points, and minefields in the enemy's camp? You know, you were blindfolded, but you couldn't see anything." Kirillo The husband asked suspiciously.

Seeing that the political comrades questioned him, Mikhayev quickly argued: "That's it, Comrade Political Comrade. Wire fences and minefields are laid around the camp. This is a very basic means of defense. Speaking of the camp, there are many fortifications and firepower. I judged it based on when the vehicle was driving. Instead of walking in a straight line, it turned left and right.

I have great trust in the engineering company commander Mikhayev, who was a construction engineer. Seeing that Kirilov and Akhromeyev doubted his judgment, they quickly opened their mouths to relieve him: "Comrade political comrades, according to me With the understanding of Lieutenant Mikhayev, I believe his judgment is accurate."

Seeing that I had already spoken for Mikhayev, Kirilov couldn’t say anything, so he nodded, and then said to Akhromeyev: “That’s right. Comrade Chief of Staff, thanks to the group. Lieutenant Colonel Jerichov made a call and told him our judgment, and asked the team he sent to conduct reconnaissance near the village. According to the specific situation, the commander of the team would decide whether to conduct night attacks. "

After finishing all the tasks that should be assigned, I sent Mikhayev to leave and asked Kirilov: "Comrade Political Commissar, do you have a report from the fifth regiment?"

Kirilov nodded and picked up the stack of telegrams on the table. I looked at them, took two out of them and handed them to me. At the same time, he smiled and said: "Look, this is a telegram from Lieutenant Colonel Oleg. Although they have not sent troops into the city to fight the enemy in urban guerrilla wars due to their limited military strength, they have sent sniper squads. Yes, there are gains every day."

I read the telegram at a glance, and handed it to Akhromeyev next to me. I also said with satisfaction: "I didn’t expect it, Comrade Political Commissar. Oleg and the others send more than 20 snipers to the city every day. In sniper operations, you can get a lot of results. On average, every sniper can kill two enemies, and the accumulation of less can add up. This is a remarkable result. There is no need for the results of an infantry regiment."

Kirilov waited for me to finish, and then cautiously said: "Oleg even called me this morning and said that he wanted to train another group of snipers, but he was extremely lack of scopes. I would like you to help him solve this problem. "

Speaking of scopes, I suddenly thought of Boris, the guard battalion soldier who can modify firearms, and hurriedly shouted outside: "Captain Basmanov, come in."

As I shouted, Basmanov opened the door and walked in, coming straight to my face and standing at attention. Before he could speak, I said first: "Comrade Captain, let me ask you, there is a soldier named Boris in the guard camp, where is he now?"

Basmanov muttered the name I said for two steps, and then suddenly said, "Master, you are talking about Boris from the arsenal. But he is not in Mamay at the moment. Fugang, but followed Captain Grams to the fifth regiment."

"Okay, I know." I said and waved him away.

After Basmanov left, I turned to Kirilov and said, "Comrade Political Commissar, you heard that, Boris, the soldier who is most familiar with firearms in the guard camp, has followed the guard for two consecutive years. Went to the fifth group. Let Oleg handle the sighting issue and let him stop bothering us."

I just sat down ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and suddenly remembered the wreckage of the tanks under the four regiment positions, and quickly called Gaidar. On the phone, I asked him: "Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar, is the enemy's corpse collection still still?"

"Still," Gaidar answered quickly, and asked me hastily: "Comrade Commander, do you have any instructions?"

When I heard him ask this, I didn't go around with him, and asked him straightforwardly: "How many German tanks were burned down within two hundred meters of the foot of the mountain?"

Gaidar thought for a while and replied: "I can't tell the exact number. Anyway, there will be forty or fifty cars."

"Listen, Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar, you immediately send someone to drag out the corpses from these tanks and hand them over to the German Corps Retrieval Team. Don't hesitate, act now."

My inexplicable order confused Gaidar, and he asked inexplicably, "Why clean up all the corpses in the tank?"

Seeing that he was dullingly refusing to execute the order, I didn't talk nonsense with him, but simply said: "Don't ask, execute the order!" After speaking, I dropped the phone directly. (To be continued...) ()