Burning Moscow

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Early in the morning, I called the teachers of the divisions and told them to find ways to make more beef and mutton stuffing and poultry stuffing, to wrap Siberian dumplings, and to prepare Russian beetroot soup, cheese potatoes, potato salad, and potato stew. Improve the food for the commanders and fighters so that they can have a good festival with peace of mind.

Just after calling several teachers, I accidentally received a call from Cui Kefu. I thought he would say something like happy holidays to me, so when I heard his voice coming from the receiver, I preemptively said "Hello, Comrade Commander, I wish you a happy holiday!"

"Holiday, what holiday?!" Cui Kefu was confused by my blessing, but he knew what was going on, and he smiled and said, "Oh oh, are you talking about Orthodox Christmas?" "

"Yes, Comrade Commander." I hurriedly explained to him. "I just gave the commanders of the divisions to prepare Siberian dumplings, Russian red cabbage soup, cheese potatoes, etc., to improve the food for the soldiers. Let them spend a Christmas with peace of mind."

"Well, your arrangement like this is very suitable." After complimenting me, Cui Kefu went on to say, "We are going to hold an important military meeting. Come here right away."

"Yes, I will rush over."

Putting down the phone, I apologized and said to the political commissar Vasilyev sitting next to him, "Comrade Political commissar, I am going to the group army headquarters for a meeting. I was originally scheduled to go to the 171st Division for inspection work at noon. You can only be alone. went."

"No problem, Comrade Commander." Vasilyev replied very readily, "Leave it to me about the inspection of Division 171. As for the reason why you can't go, I will explain it to the Andreussen Academy of Sciences. "

I nodded and shouted "Captain Yushchenko!"

As I shouted, Yushchenko, who had just been appointed commander of the military guard battalion and promoted to captain, appeared at the door. After raising his hand to salute me, he asked, "Comrade commander. May I ask. What are your instructions?"

"Comrade Captain," Although I cannot go to the 171st Division to inspect, I cannot take Vasilyev's safety lightly, so I told Yushchenko, "The political commissar will go to the 171st Division to inspect at noon. In addition to the original guard platoon, you A shift is drawn from the special guard company to strengthen the defense force of the political comrades."

"Comrade commander, no trouble." Vasilyev heard my instructions to Yushchenko and quickly stood up. Shook his hands desperately and said, "There is enough fighters in one platoon. There is no need to transfer your special guard company."

"Comrade Political Commissar, please don't refuse." To Vasiliev's refusal, I resolutely said, "From here to the 171st Division, no one can guarantee that you will not encounter Germans, so for the sake of safety, I still bring more. Point someone."

Seeing my stubborn opinion, Vasilyev couldn't say anything, so he nodded in embarrassment and agreed to my arrangement.

I am under the protection of the guard platoon led by Yushchenko. Drove to the headquarters of the group army. As soon as I walked into the headquarters, I saw Cuikov and Gurov sitting at the table. I planned to raise my hand to salute, but Cuikov interrupted him. He looked behind him and said to me, "To Rokosov General Skye report it, Comrade Oshanina!"

Only then did I realize that there was a commander in a military coat behind Cui Kefu, looking at the map hanging on the wall with his back facing me. Seeing my old acquaintances appear here, I took a step forward quickly. Reported in a dumb voice with excitement, "Comrade Commander of the Front, Major General Oshanina, deputy commander of the 62nd Army and Commander of the 79th Infantry Army, report to you that I have been ordered to come to the command of the Army. Now I am waiting for you. Instructions!"

Heard my report. Rokosovsky turned around, smiled and nodded at me, then raised his right hand and pressed it down, saying, "Lida, sit down first, we're going to have a meeting."

After I sit down. Rokosovsky took two steps forward, walked to the table, and said to us with his hands on the table, "Comrades, the German Marshal Manstein’s counterattack codenamed'Winter Storm' has been completely crushed by us. Now, the German troops who came to rescue Paulus were repelled two hundred kilometers. Next, we can launch an annihilation war against the German troops in the Stalingrad area."

"Comrade of the Front Command, we have been waiting for this day." Krylov waited for Rokosovsky to finish, and then added excitedly.

To Krylov who interrupted, Rokosovsky smiled and looked at him, and continued to say, "The Germans are exhausted, so there is no need to worry about their counter-assault, so we will start with the code name. It’s for the offensive of the Battle of the Rings. I am going to launch the final general offensive against the Germans three days later, also on January 10." At this point, he turned to look at Trikov and said, "Dear Vasily Ivanovich, The German army is currently occupying an area with a frontal width of 60 kilometers and a depth of 40 kilometers. Once the general offensive begins, they will inevitably retreat from outside the city into the city for a stubborn resistance. Can your 62nd Army withstand their onslaught?"

"Comrade Commander of the Front Army, of course." Cui Koff said while trying to stand up, but Rokosovsky raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and gently pressed it down, indicating that he did not have to stand up. So Trikov sat in his seat and said to Rokosovsky, "Since Paulus's troops didn't drive us into the Volga in October, he can't even take a step forward now. "Speaking of this, he randomly drew a circle on the map in front of him, and said contemptuously, "What we are now in front of is no longer a group army, but a huge camp of prisoners of war, but for the time being, no weapons have been put down. "

As soon as Cui Kefu's words fell, everyone suddenly chuckled. Rokosovsky also said with a smile, "Comrade Cuikov, I did not expect you to have such confidence. This is good, but now," he said with a stern face, and said in a serious tone, "It's still too long to call them a camp. Too early, the enemy will resist frantically, so you must not underestimate the enemy."

"Understood, Comrade Commander of the Front Army." Seeing Rokosovsky's words, Cui Kefu quickly said, "I will warn the commanders and soldiers of the divisions, even if the enemy in front of you has completely lost combat effectiveness, you cannot take it lightly. Don't take it lightly. And cause unnecessary losses."

After listening, Rokosovsky nodded, and then said, "But. This is nothing remarkable. In our upcoming'Battle of the Rings', the German army will definitely be completely annihilated by us." , His gaze turned to Krylov, and he asked, "General Krylov. Has your group army been supplemented as it should have been recently?"

Krylov heard Rokosovsky’s question, and immediately stood up and respectfully reported that "During this week, our army received a total of 29,000 soldiers, some of whom have Veterans with rich combat experience; at the same time, they were supplemented by 360 cannons, 200 tanks, more than 1,000 transport vehicles, and other weapons and equipment."

When Rokosovsky heard this, he glanced at me and asked, "Then how much has Major General Oshanina’s 79th Infantry Corps supplemented? You know, her troops have always served as the main battle of your group army. task."

"Major General Oshanina’s 79th Infantry Corps is our priority for supply." As the chief of staff, Krylov heard Rokosovsky’s problem and immediately reported a series of data. It was supplemented by 14,000 troops, and the 150th Division was 4,000. The 171st Division was 3,000, the 284th, and the 308th Division each supplemented 3,500. The 84th Brigade of Bere’s tanks was supplemented by 68 tanks, all It is a T-34 tank that has just left the factory; in addition, we put the 266th Cannon Regiment that has just been repaired under the command of the 79th Infantry Corps."

In response to Krylov’s answer, Rokosovsky nodded with satisfaction, and said, “The 150th Division of the 79th Infantry Corps has performed well throughout the campaign. After being supplemented and strengthened, I believe they are taking over. The next battle will achieve even more brilliant results."

"Comrade Commander of the Front," Gurov waited for Rokosovsky to finish. He also stood up and asked, "Should we do something in the past few days before the start of the final attack?"

"What else can I do?" Rokosovsky replied with a smile, "Of course it is to continue to let the comrades of the Anti-Fascist League carry out anti-war propaganda against the German army, hoping to shake their military spirit."

When Rokosovsky spoke. Major Gladshev, the guard battalion commander of the group army, walked in. He walked to Gurov's side, lowered himself to Gurov's ear and whispered something.

"Hey, Comrade Gurov, who is this major?" Rokosovsky was a little dissatisfied when he saw someone quietly walked into the headquarters while he was speaking, and even whispered to the military commissar of the group army. Asked, "Is there anything wrong with him?"

Gladshev heard Rokosovsky's question. He was so scared that he straightened his body quickly, and stood behind Gurov silently. In the end, it was Gurov who rescued him in time. "Comrade commander of the front army, let me introduce to you. This major is the guard battalion commander of our group army, Comrade Gladshev. He came in to ask me for instructions and say It's noon now, should we eat?"

Rokosovsky listened to Gurov’s explanation, raised his hand and looked at his watch, then shrugged his shoulders and said, “I didn’t expect it to be so late unconsciously. Now that it’s time for dinner, let the major take our lunch. Take it."

When a few of us were eating lunch, there was a roar of airplane motors outside the house, accompanied by a noisy sound. Hearing the sound coming from outside the house, Rokosovsky stopped, listened for a moment with his ears sideways, pointed his hand to the face, and said, "You all heard it. This is the reconnaissance plane we sent. The loudspeaker shouted to the German soldiers."

Hearing what Rokosovsky said, everyone in the room did not speak, but focused on listening to the sound coming from outside the room. Although I don't know German well, listening to those surrendered officers and soldiers of the Anti-Fascist League and Grams and others shouting to the Germans that day, I could memorize some sentences. At this moment, what came out of the speaker of the plane outside was a section of "Please note, the German soldiers and officers besieged in Stalingrad, please pay attention,..."

After everyone had listened to it for a while, Rokosovsky turned his head and said to Trikov, "Since the mission is clear, let's hurry up and prepare for battle." After that, he shook his head at me, "Lida , Go for a walk with me, I have something to tell you."

"Lida, the commander of this infantry army is still used to it?" In a traffic trench outside the headquarters of the group army. Rokosovsky asked kindly, calling my nickname affectionately while smoking.

"Well, I'm still used to it. Thank you Comrade General for your concern."

"Lida, in fact, I came this time. I was also entrusted by others." Rokosovsky hesitated for a while, and finally said his true intentions. "General Zhukov asked me to ask you, wait for the Stalingrad area. After the end of the battle, are you willing to return to work in Moscow? Of course, you will certainly not be in a dangerous position like a combat unit anymore, but you will be placed in an important position. Take a position. For example, a unit like the District Soviet, go to take it. A deputy."

I heard the meaning of Rokosovsky's words. He and Zhukov wanted me to leave the army and go to a place to take up a post. They couldn't help but shudder. In my impression, because the Soviet army has always been at a disadvantage, there are relatively fewer intrigues in the army; if I go to a place to take a position, based on my personality, I will be sold by someone else, maybe I will help others to count the money. So I replied almost without hesitation, "Comrade General. Please tell General Zhukov that I thank him for his kindness. I think I am better suited to stay in the army."

"Do you really stop thinking about it?" My answer seemed to be as early as Rokosowski expected. After he heard what I said, his face did not show the slightest surprise, but continued to try to convince me "Lida , I personally think that you are still suitable to work in a place, because after all, there is much safer in the military."

"Comrade commander of the front army." In order to show my determination to stay in the army, I called Rokosovsky seriously, "I like the feeling of being in the army, so I..."

I didn't wait for my words to finish. Suddenly a series of shouts from Yushchenko came from a distance, "Comrade Commander, Comrade Commander, it's not good, something happened! Something happened!"

When I heard Yushchenko's shout, I quickly turned and looked in the direction where the sound came from. I saw Yushchenko and another soldier from the guard company. Supporting a taxi from left to right walked towards us quickly along the traffic trench. Seeing the one-shoulder bullet-proof vest worn by the taxi between the two, I couldn't help but tremble. I secretly said that it was not the political commissar Vasilyev that had something to do with it, right?

When the three of them came to me and stopped, my eyes were full of dents, and the sense of uncertainty in my heart became more intense. Yushchenko continued to support the crumbling taxi, and at the same time reported to me, "Comrade commander, this is Songjik who I sent to protect Vasiliev's political commissar."

I heard that it was really related to Vasilyev, and my heart became more flustered. I grabbed Shi's arm and asked loudly, "Hey, Comrade Shi, tell me quickly, what happened?"

"Report to Comrade Commander of the Army," Songdikeshi reported to me with a weeping face, "Vasilyev Political Commissar died!"

"What?! The political commissar sacrificed?!" I stretched out another hand to grab Song Jike's other arm, shook him vigorously with both hands, and asked loudly, "What happened, why did the political comrade sacrifice? What?"

"Songjikshi, I am General Rokosovsky, commander of the front army." Rokosovsky, who was standing next to me, wanted me to be much calmer. After he declared his identity to the soldier, he asked calmly." You told us all at once, what happened?"

I heard that the person standing in front of him was the commander of the front army, and Songjik, who was supported by the two, stood up straight, raised his hand to pay a solemn military salute to Rokosovsky, and respectfully told us about it. "Report to Comrade Commander of the Front Army, we were ordered to protect Vasilyev's political commissar and his guard platoon at noon, and to inspect the defense area of ​​the 171st Division.

As I passed through an open land full of ruins, I suddenly had a faint hunch. I have walked this road several times, because on both sides of the road are buildings with frames and piles of rubble, which are of little fortification value, so no matter whether it is our army or the German army, there is no army. Fortify here.

I carefully observed the surrounding terrain and found that the surroundings were still the same as usual, quiet, and no one could be seen, but I felt an unspeakable awkwardness. So I stopped the platoon leader of the guard platoon and told him my worries. When we asked the political commissar for instructions, we divided the team into three parts. The two soldiers from our class and the five soldiers from the guard platoon formed a leading squad and walked at the forefront of the entire team; the guard platoon leader and more than 20 other soldiers Soldiers, the protection commissar walked in between; and I took the remaining soldiers from the guard squad to the back of the team.

When we reached the open space, a cannonball suddenly screamed and landed in the space of the vanguard team. After a loud bang, five or six soldiers were blown to pieces.

‘Stay down! Seeing that the soldier in front was blown down by a cannonball, I knew we might have been spotted by the Germans, so I roared and lay on the ground first. At this time, a German tank and two armored vehicles emerged from the building where only the frame was left, and slowly drove towards us. At the same time, there were more than one hundred German soldiers crawling from behind the rubble. He came out, followed behind the tanks and armored vehicles, and charged us.

Seeing the sudden emergence of the enemy, I realized that we were in ambush, and the enemy only appeared in two directions. We still had the possibility of breaking through, so I immediately ordered the soldiers in the class to go and rescue the political commissar.

Facing the shouting German officers and soldiers, the surviving soldiers next to the political commissar were shooting. Although they were lying on the ground, they had no terrain to rely on. They were suppressed by the enemy's intensive firepower and could not raise their heads, occasionally shooting back. Just one shot, but the bullet hits the armor plate of the enemy's tank or armored vehicle. It can lie. It just splashes out a few sparks and poses no threat to the enemy at all.

When I rushed to the political commissar, most of the soldiers in the guard platoon had died, and only two soldiers were left under me. I set up the political commissar of the ground with another soldier, and rushed forward regardless of the direction, while the other soldier held a weapon behind us while fighting and retreating, and at the same time used his body armor to block us from flying. Stray bullets.

There is a pile of rubble not far in front of us, and a long traffic trench behind us. As long as we rush in, the chance of a successful escape can be greatly increased. When we were still a few meters away from the rubble, the political commissar who was framed suddenly broke free of us, leaped forward, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the big brimmed hat on his head also rolled to the side. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The soldier and I bent down and grabbed the political commissar's arms, and dragged him behind the rubble. When he was about to take him off the traffic trench, he was surprised to find that the political commissar had no breath. It turned out that a bullet penetrated from the back of his head and flew out of his forehead, directly taking his life. "

When Song Jike finished speaking, I bit my molars and asked, "Did the political commissar be beaten by a stray bullet?"

Song Jike shook his head, and said bitterly, "Comrade Commander, it's not a stray bullet. It was hit by a German sniper."

"Did you take any measures?" Although Rokosovsky also looked sad, he still maintained his composure, and continued to ask Songjik, "Did you immediately report to the level, or did you go directly to the headquarters of the group army like this?" "

"Report to Comrade Commander of the Front Army," Song Jike replied cautiously. "After the surviving soldier and I put the body of the political commissar in the traffic trench, we rushed to the nearby 84th Tank Brigade resident and reported the matter to Belei School. A briefing was made. Now the tank brigade has dispatched more than a dozen tanks and a company of infantry to the fighting area for reinforcements. And I realized that this matter is not trivial, and felt obligated to report to the commander immediately, so I made that soldier a tank brigade. Acting as a guide, and I rushed here directly." (To be continued.) xh118