Red Moscow

Hearing the adjutant's sarcasm, the captain only felt blood rushing to his head. He took off the steel helmet on his head, slammed it on the ground, and shouted to the soldiers on the left and right: "Brothers, follow me if you are not afraid of death, and we must drive the enemy out of the hotel."

At this time, two black shadows appeared at the other end of the corridor. The captain roared, and rushed forward with a submachine gun in his hand. While shouting, he kept pulling the trigger, and the dense bullets poured out immediately knocked down the black shadows. on the ground.

Seeing that the captain had taken the lead in charging, the soldiers also rushed up one after another, charging forward along the not-so-wide corridor. If Sokov was here, he would definitely stop this kind of suicide charge. In the narrow corridor, such a dense formation formed, even if there is only one enemy at the other end of the corridor, shooting with a submachine gun can give the charge troops inflicted heavy casualties.

The adjutant standing behind saw the soldiers charging, but nodded in satisfaction, turned around and said to a soldier behind him: "Go and tell Comrade General that we have launched a countercharge against the enemy. In a few minutes, the battle will be resolved."

After the soldier who reported the news left, another soldier following behind hurriedly asked the adjutant, "Comrade adjutant, what shall we do next?"

"Go to the basement," said the adjutant, "send a report to Colonel Sokov and keep him informed of the situation here."

The captain rushed to the lobby of the hotel with the soldiers. Several German soldiers who were clearing the obstacles at the door saw a group of Soviet commanders rushing over. They quickly hid among the tables, chairs and benches and opened fire on the Soviet soldiers. In the dense gunfire, seven or eight soldiers who rushed out fell down immediately, and even the captain was injured and fell to the ground. Fortunately, a soldier who followed him dragged him to a safe place despite the heavy rain of bullets.

"Comrade Captain," the soldier asked anxiously after dragging the captain to a safe place, "What should we do?"

The captain thought that the enemy was hiding among the tables, chairs and benches. Even if he rushed out to shoot, he might not be able to hit the target. Gritting his teeth, he roared loudly: "Grenade, blow them up."

Following the captain's yell, more than a dozen grenades emitting white smoke were thrown from the corridor where the soldiers were hiding to the door where tables, chairs and benches were piled up. After a series of explosions, the German shooting stopped, and only two screams like killing pigs could be heard. As soon as the captain waved his hand, several soldiers ran out with their waist down. Soon there were several gunshots outside, and the screams of the German soldiers stopped abruptly.

After killing several German soldiers who tried to open the door of the hotel, a soldier ran back and reported to the captain: "Comrade Captain, the enemy at the door has been killed, what should we do next?"

"Where are the enemies outside the door?"

"I didn't hear any movement. It should have been wiped out by our army's long-range firepower or the comrades upstairs."

"You are in a group of three or five, search the rooms next to each other, and clear out the remaining enemies on the first floor."

"However, the enemy wears the uniform of our army and holds the same weapons as ours. How can we identify them?"

The soldier's words stopped the captain immediately. Now all the lights in the hotel are off, and the enemy who rushed into the building is now hiding somewhere. Even if the search is launched, it may not be possible to find traces of the enemy in the first place. On the contrary, the enemy is now in the dark. Once they find that a search force is approaching, they can open fire first, causing more casualties to their subordinates.

The adjutant who came to the basement ordered the radio operator he brought: "Send a telegram to Colonel Sokov, telling him that the enemy has stormed into the hotel, and ask him to send reinforcements immediately. Otherwise, if something happens to Comrade General, He will be court-martialed."

Sokov, who was staying in the headquarters, soon saw the telegram sent by the adjutant. The hotel where Zhukov was staying was attacked by the enemy, so he was in a hurry and wished to send a large army to reinforce it immediately. But he knew better that the sneak attacking enemies were wearing Soviet uniforms. Even if they sent troops to reinforce them, it would be difficult to distinguish the enemy from us in the dark, and they might suffer more serious losses by then.

Therefore, after repeated thinking, he asked the radio operator to call back: "Tell the adjutant of Comrade General that we are temporarily unable to send troops before dawn to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries. Please find a way to rely on their existing strength and persist until the next day." Until dawn."

"Bastard, this damned bastard, he dared not save his life." After receiving Sokov's call back, the adjutant gritted his teeth and scolded: "Isn't he afraid that Comrade General will have an accident and his own life will be in danger? ?”

"Comrade Adjutant," the female operator who had just handed the telegram to the adjutant asked nervously, "Will the enemy break into the basement?"

"Don't worry, Comrade Operator." The adjutant raised his hand and patted the female operator's shoulder twice, comforting her and said, "I sent eight soldiers to guard the entrance of the basement. The Germans can't get in. of."

When the adjutant left the basement with the telegram, he said to the soldiers guarding the door: "Remember the password when I knocked on the door. If the password is wrong, you must not open the door. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Comrade Adjutant." The sergeant leading the team replied, "We will definitely protect the communication team in the basement and keep them from harm."

The adjutant opened the door of the basement, and just walked a few steps towards the stairs, when two black figures suddenly rushed out from the side, holding him with their guns, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, raise your hands!"

"What are you doing?" the adjutant snapped, "under such circumstances, what joke are you talking about?"

Hearing the voice of the adjutant, the muzzle of the gun on his back moved away, and then a voice apologized to him and said: "Sorry, comrade adjutant, the battle outside is basically over, but because the light is too dark, we can't effectively Identifying the enemy and the enemy, so the captain ordered us to stay in place and shoot immediately when we found a moving figure."

When the adjutant heard what the soldier said, he was startled into a cold sweat. He asked with some guilt, "Then why didn't you shoot me?"

"Comrade adjutant, I saw your figure more familiar, so I asked my companion not to pay." The soldier said with lingering fear, "It's a good thing he didn't shoot, otherwise something serious would happen." In order to make up for his mistake Reckless, the soldier also offered to offer, "Comrade adjutant, let me accompany you upstairs."

"No need," said the adjutant, waving his hands, "I know the way."

"The captain has issued an order to the soldiers guarding the stairs. Anyone who goes upstairs without providing a password, they can shoot directly." The soldier explained to the adjutant: "If you go upstairs rashly, they may shoot at you." Shot."