Burning Moscow

Major Gladshev took us for a while along the street full of masonry, rubble and craters, and then suddenly looked back. At this look, he stopped unconsciously, and asked me curiously: "Comrade General, would you just take these soldiers to the headquarters?"

I turned my head and looked behind me, followed by Basmanov and a platoon of fighters. Because he didn't understand the purpose of Major Gladshev's question, he could only answer honestly: "Yes, there are more than 30 soldiers following. The safety on the road should be guaranteed."

Unexpectedly, Gladshev shook his head and said with a serious expression: "Comrade General, you don’t know. We will pass the train station later. The station is currently occupied by the enemy. As long as they find a moving target outside, they will Will shoot. Just now on the way here, my men suffered seven or eight casualties."

When Basmanov, who was walking behind, heard Gladshev’s words, he hurriedly stepped forward and approached me nervously and suggested: "Comrade Master, since the front is so dangerous, for your safety, I Send someone back and transfer another one, right?"

Seeing Basmanov saying that he was about to turn around and leave, I hurriedly stopped him, but I did not say whether I needed to transfer the troops to act with me. Instead, I humbly asked Gladshev for advice: "Major , How wide is the area that you said was blocked by enemy fire?"

The major thought for a while and replied: "The area blocked by the German machine guns is an open area more than 30 meters wide between the two buildings in front of the station."

I heard that there was only an open area of ​​more than 30 meters, so I was relieved that it only took a few seconds to rush over such a short distance. In such a short period of time, the Germans may not even be able to react, let alone shooting. That's why he said to Basmanov with confidence: "Comrade Captain. There is no need to deploy troops anymore. There are too many people and the goal is to make it inconvenient to act."

Seeing that I don't want to take people to the headquarters again. Gladshev did not reluctantly, he nodded and said: "If this is the case. Comrade General, let's go."

As we continue to move forward, because I have been thinking about the German firepower point that Gladshev said in my heart, an inexplicable sense of fear is always lingering in my heart, always worrying that we are passing a certain collapsed or semi-collapsed building. Of buildings, unexpected bullets will come out from a certain window.

When we walked into a building that collapsed with only a few walls left, Gladshev suddenly stopped and said to me: "Comrade General, the open area in front is an area blocked by German fire. . We must pass as quickly as possible."

I was silent, then the reflection of the fire in the distance, looked at my watch, and then walked to an exploded gap and looked out. I saw a building of the same style a few tens of meters away, but it had not been hit by the enemy’s shells. Destroyed by bombs, it still stands on the opposite side of the road. On the wide road in the middle, there were twenty or thirty people lying motionless. It should be that when they passed through this death zone, they fell under the enemy's guns.

Basmanov walked to my side. He asked me in a low voice: "Comrade Teacher, shall we rush over like this?"

I shook my head slowly and pointed at the corpse in the open space in front of me. Said: "If we rush over like this, many people will become one of them. Comrade Captain, you find a suitable place and put the light machine gun we led on the stand. Once the enemy fires, it will Suppress firepower. For the rest of the people, a group of three rushed toward each other. After the first group rushed over, they immediately set up a firepower point at the rubble outside the building opposite, and the people who followed us rushed over. Understand?

"Understood!" Basmanov and Gladshev replied in unison. Then Basmanov pointed at the two fighters. Instructed them: "You two followed the major and rushed over first, and set up a firepower point on the rubble on the opposite side. Cover us from rushing over."

I looked at the two fighters picked out by Basmanov, one with a submachine gun. One holding a light machine gun and establishing a firepower point on the opposite side, their equipment can completely suppress the enemy's firepower, so he nodded with satisfaction and decisively issued an order: "Get ready, let's attack."

"Come with me!" Gladshev yelled in a low voice, took the lead and rushed out of the building, rushing to the opposite side, and the two guards also followed with their guns. In the eyes of our attention, they quickly rushed through the open ground between the two buildings and successfully set up machine guns on the rubble.

When Major Gladshev and the others rushed over, the expected German machine gun did not fire. Although I didn't hear the gunshots, I didn't dare to take it lightly, thinking that the Germans didn't shoot, maybe Gladshev's movements were so fast that they didn't react. If we therefore think that the Germans are unprepared, we may suffer a big loss.

When the second group of fighters rushed past, the Germans still did not shoot.

Then a third group of fighters rushed over, the Germans still did not shoot.

Seeing this situation, Basmanov asked me hesitantly: "Comrades, all three groups have passed, and I haven't heard the Germans open fire. Is it because Major Gladshev is making a fuss. Or we The rest of them rushed over together?"

Basmanov’s words gave me a slight suspicion of Gladshev’s words. Could it be that the enemy they encountered had already withdrawn when they came? Although I thought so in my heart, I did not give the order for the soldiers to pass collectively. Instead, I said to Basmanov: "Comrade Captain, send another group of fighters to try."

Seeing that my attitude was so determined, Basmanov couldn't say anything, so he had to call out three more fighters and let them rush to the opposite side. Perhaps there were no problems in the three consecutive groups. The soldiers had paralyzed thoughts, and their running speed was obviously not as fast as before. When they had just finished two-thirds of the distance and saw that they could rush into the opposite building in a second or two, the sound of the German machine gun shooting that we had been worried about for a long time finally rang.

Almost at the same time as the gunfire rang out, Basmanov lowered his voice and shouted frantically: "Lie down! Lie down!"

However, his shouting slowed down for a while, except that the soldier who rushed in the front plunged into the blind spot at the same time as the gunshot, the two soldiers behind were all covered by the firepower net made up of enemy machine gun bullets, under their feet. After being beaten to the mud splashing, the body that was running forward stopped. After shaking for a few times, he threw the weapon in his hand, covered the wound and fell over.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot!" Basmanov saw his soldier fall under the enemy's muzzle. He rushed over and kicked the soldier lying in a daze next to the machine gun, angrily. He scolded, "You don't shoot yet." The soldier kicked by him hurriedly pulled the trigger and fired at the exposed German firepower.

When Basmanov walked back to me again, he said to me with some worry: "Comrade commander, judging from the gunshots and the exposed muzzle flames, the enemy has at least five machine guns, and we only have two. Yes, they can’t be completely suppressed. Do you think you want to stop this risky action?"

"No, we have to get to the headquarters as soon as possible, so even if the enemy's firepower is fierce, we must also rush over." In order to prove my determination, I called two more from the soldiers who stayed behind, and continued to speak calmly. Said to Basmanov: "This time I personally lead the charge."

"What, do you personally lead someone to charge?" Basmanov was frightened by my decision and quickly persuaded me: "Comrade Commander, you can't charge, it's too dangerous."

Hearing this, I had a brief hesitation in my heart, but thinking that this is the only way to the headquarters, I forcibly suppressed the timidity in my heart, and said calmly to him: "Captain, rest assured Okay, I'll be fine." Next, I shook my head at the two fighters standing behind me and shouted: "Come with me!" After shouting, I took a deep breath and bent over to lift up. He rushed forward with the submachine gun.

The German machine gun bullets swished over my head or by my side. Although I was holding a submachine gun in my hand, I would never run sideways like the heroes in the film and television works in the direction where the enemy's bullets flew. Shooting, that is purely looking for death. In just a few seconds of rushing through the open ground, my mind was almost blank, just thinking about rushing through this dead zone. When I saw a pile of masonry not far away, I swooped in without hesitation. As I fell heavily to the ground, I slammed my eyes out of gold stars, but I knew in my heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I was hiding in a shooting corner that the enemy could not reach.

One of the soldiers who followed me rushed into the building smoothly, while the other was hit by enemy bullets when he was a few steps away, and fell a few steps away from us, throwing his weapon. On the side, covering the wound with his hands, lying on the ground groaning in pain. The soldier who had already rushed in, saw his comrade fall, and quickly threw down the weapon in his hand, bent over and rushed out, grabbing the opponent's collar and heading back frantically. After the enemy's machine gun found the target of this activity, all the muzzles were adjusted, and dense bullets swept toward him.

However, fortunately, there were several remains of our soldiers on this section of the road, which blocked a lot of bullets for the soldier who saved his comrades, so that he could smoothly drag the wounded back. When he was still a meter or two away from me, I didn't care about the danger. I stuck out half of my body from behind the rubble, grabbed the wounded man's arm, and helped the soldier drag him in. As soon as he entered the safe area, a few soldiers surrounded him and carried the wounded into the building.

I changed to a more concealed position, carefully poking out my head to observe the enemy's movements. About two hundred meters away from us, five or six long muzzle fireworks flickered incessantly behind the pile of rubble. It seemed that there was the enemy's machine gun position. I looked at both sides of the machine gun position again, and my attention was immediately drawn to a building that was both familiar and unfamiliar. (To be continued)