Red Moscow

The German army besieging the hospital had taken the second and third floors one after another, and the remaining commanders and fighters of the first battalion retreated to the fourth floor.

When Guchakov saw Seryozha again, he found that he had been hanged in many places, and his head and arms were wrapped in thick bandages. He grabbed the opponent's arm and asked with concern: "Captain Sergei, is your injury okay?"

"It doesn't matter." Seryozha shook his head, and replied, "They were all injured by shrapnel from the grenade. There is nothing serious."

"How many people are there in your army?"

"Including me, there are 26 people who can still breathe."

"Only 26 people left?!" Guchakov's mouth twitched violently when he heard the number Seryosha said. A reinforced company of 200 people, who knows that there are only a few troops left now: "How many people are there in the basement?"

The reason why Guchakov asked about the basement was because more than a hundred wounded German soldiers had been transferred to the basement. If no one was sent to guard them, who knew if they would take advantage of the German attack and make some small moves in the back.

"I sent a squad of soldiers to take care of the wounded Germans in the basement." Sergey Sha said the soldiers sent to the basement, the expression on his face became gloomy. Now that the Germans have occupied the first floor to the third floor, Now they are still attacking the fourth floor, and there are no eggs under the overturned nest. The squad that stayed in the basement is probably wiped out long ago.

In order not to dwell on this sad question, Seryozha changed the subject just in time: "Where is Captain Yegor?"

"An enemy went up to the roof along the fire stairs, and the second company commander is commanding troops on the roof to resist the German attack."

"How many people are there under him?"

"Not many." Guchakov replied with a wry smile, "No more than 30 people."

Seryozha looked at the soldiers standing near the stairs, and couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart. Even including his own soldiers, the total number was not fifty. With such a small force, how long can it last under the full attack of the German army?

"Major Guchakov," Seryozha said to Guchakov with a breath, "it seems that we will all die in this hospital today."

Major Bunch, the commander of the tank battalion, was unfortunately shot in the leg when he evacuated from the third floor to the fourth floor. After the nurses in the hospital finished bandaging himself, he limped over and said to Seryozha: "Comrade Captain, even if we are destined to die here, before the end of the day, we should bring in a few more Germans." be made a scapegoat."

"Major Bunch, you have an injury on your leg, please sit down first." Guchakov beckoned the other party to sit down on a bench against the wall, and said to him: "You are right, we will all sacrifice , but also let the Germans pay a heavier price.”

"Major Guchakov, aren't we being too kind to the enemy?"

Guchakov didn't understand why Major Bunch asked, so he asked curiously, "Comrade Major, what do you mean by that?"

"When I just retreated to the fourth floor, I saw some of our commanders and fighters were injured and fell to the ground. When the Germans passed by them, they always shot them or stabbed them with a bayonet." Major Bunch gritted his teeth with a sad face. Said: "Before I die, I will definitely destroy as many Germans as possible and avenge the comrades who died."

After saying this, he looked up at Guchakov and said, "Comrade Major, I want to ask you something."

"Major Bunch, we are all comrades in the same trench, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"If the enemy rushes up to the fourth floor, I can't move because of my injuries, please give me a good time." Major Bunch said in a pleading tone: "I would rather die by your hands than become a German The object of the replacement gun."

Regarding the request made by Major Bunch, Guchakov was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly, and said: "Don't worry, Major Bunch, I will not leave you to the Germans. But if I get seriously injured before you , you must also give me a good time."

Hearing the two majors explain their affairs to each other in such a pessimistic manner, Seryozha was a little impatient: "I said to the two majors, that our troops are a little less, but if the enemy wants to rush up, it is not easy." It can be done in a short while. Maybe during the time we hold on, the reinforcements will be able to arrive at Kazakia Compass Town."

"Comrade Captain, you are so optimistic." Regarding Seryozha's optimistic attitude, Major Bunch tried his best to squeeze a smile on his face: "If there were reinforcements, they would have arrived long ago, and they won't be here until now. I saw a figure."

The three of them were talking, and the soldiers standing at the top of the stairs began to shoot at the stairs. It seemed that the enemy was about to charge up. Just after firing a few shots, a grenade was thrown up from downstairs and rolled on the ground. Serio trachoma had a quick eye, grabbed the grenade and threw it downstairs.

Soon, there was a loud bang below. Immediately, Seryozha heard the groaning of the wounded, and the screams and wailing of dying soldiers. Hearing these voices, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. If he had reacted a little slower and threw the grenade a second or two later, the person lying on the ground groaning and wailing at this moment should be him.

On the roof, Second Company Commander Yegor was holding an assault rifle, gnashing his teeth and shooting one after another, knocking down every German soldier in his sight. The bullets fired by the German army slammed into his surroundings, splashing countless smoke, dust and gravel, but he was lying behind the low wall, never shifting his shooting position, and still focused on shooting.

Around him and under his feet, there were dead or wounded Soviet soldiers everywhere. The soldiers who were still alive, no matter whether they were healthy or wounded, as long as they had breath, they kept shooting at the German soldiers who climbed up to the roof of the building just like him.

Although the commanders and fighters of the first battalion carried two bases of ammunition when they set off, after such a long battle, the soldiers' ammunition was exhausted. In particular, assault rifles use improved short-barreled bullets. Unless they are supplied from the rear, they will shoot one less bullet. Today, the living soldiers of the Second Company are all using weapons picked up from the corpses of the German soldiers.

"Comrade company commander," one of Yegor's platoon leaders said loudly to him, "we're running out of ammunition!"

"When the ammunition runs out, use the bayonet to fight hand-to-hand with the enemy." Yegor shot and knocked down another enemy, and said solemnly: "The bayonet is broken, and use the fist to deal with the enemy."

The enemies who climbed up to the top of the building were suppressed by Yegor's firepower and were unable to move forward for a long time. The area they occupied was only more than 100 square meters. Seeing that the gunshots from the Soviet army on the opposite side became less and less, the German commander couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly shouted to his subordinates: "Soldiers, the Russians are out of bullets, go for me!"

Hearing the commander's shout, the German soldiers let out a burst of cheers, and then they came out of their hiding places, and approached the place where Yegor and the others were standing with their weapons in their hands.

Egor finished firing the last cartridge in his assault rifle and reached for the pistol, but there was only an empty holster on the belt around his waist. It was only then that Yegor remembered that he switched to an assault rifle after he had exhausted all the bullets in his pistol. He grinned wryly, held an assault rifle with a bayonet, stood up abruptly, and shouted to the soldiers lying on the left and right: "Brothers, let the Germans see our hand-to-hand combat! Go!"

Yegor was the first to cross the short wall with his assault rifle in his hand, rushed towards the German soldiers who were cautiously approaching, and stabbed a German soldier in the chest with a single shot. The German soldier didn't expect that a person would suddenly jump out from behind the short wall on the opposite side. Before he even had time to shoot, he threw away the weapon in his hand, grabbed Yegor's barrel tightly, and stared wide-eyed. to the ground.

After stabbing the enemy, Yegor kicked the opponent vigorously, pulled the bayonet of the assault rifle out of the opponent's chest, and rushed towards another enemy.

The soldiers who followed rushed up and fought with the German soldiers. They used all kinds of weapons they could find to fight the enemy desperately. They stuck bayonets into each other's bodies, smashed each other's heads with grenades, gritted their teeth and choked each other's necks and rolled over the roof with all their strength, plucked the enemy's eyeballs with their fingers and even bit them with their teeth...

The German army paid attention to the output of firepower. Compared with the Soviet army, they were at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat. Fortunately, their numbers were much larger than Yegor's subordinates, and the two sides barely drew a tie.

But as more and more German soldiers climbed to the roof along the fire escape, Yegor and his men could not stop the tide of enemies, so they could only retreat towards the stairs step by step.

As they retreated to the stairs, the sound of assault rifle and machine gun fire suddenly sounded around them. The German soldiers who were rushing forward sprayed out large and small blood mist, and they also trembled and fell down as if they were electrocuted. The dense firepower licked to the depths of the German army formation, and several flesh and blood alleys were plowed abruptly in the dense German army formation.

Yegor didn't see who it was, but landed on the ground with his assault rifle, panting heavily. Seeing countless German officers and soldiers being knocked down in pieces under the intensive firepower, I feel very happy in my heart!

Countless people passed Yegor's side, shooting mercilessly at the surviving German troops at close range, knocking more enemies to the ground. Seeing so many commanders and fighters appearing in his field of vision, Yegor couldn't help wondering: "Damn it, isn't there only about thirty people left around the battalion commander? Where did so many soldiers come from? "

Just when Yegor was about to stop a soldier to ask what happened, he suddenly felt someone patting him on the shoulder, turned his head and looked, and was shocked: "Captain Griza, why is it you, where did you come from?" of?"

Captain Grisa looked at Yegor and the soldiers around him, everyone was drenched in blood. He held Yegor's hand and said apologetically: "Captain Yegor, you have worked hard. Our company was ordered to reinforce you, sorry, we are late!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late at all." Seeing that the reinforcements had fallen, Yegor immediately smirked: "You came just in time, if you came one step later, we would be wiped out by the Germans. By the way, you are here how many people?"

"We followed the second battalion commander, Major Golia, and rushed here first." Grisa explained to Yegor: "There are five companies of troops. Fortunately, the enemy's attention has been attracted by you, so we can Getting here so smoothly."

"Five companies?" Hearing the number Griza said, Yegor shook his head slightly and said, "Captain Griza, you don't know that the enemy in the town has almost two regiments of troops. There are only five companies of troops, and they are still at a disadvantage compared to them. If you are surrounded by them, I am afraid that your situation will be extremely dangerous."

"Don't worry, Captain Yegor." Griza comforted him, "We are only the vanguard, and the main force of the two regiments will arrive in a short time. Even if we don't have the skills to destroy the enemy in the town strength, but it is impossible for them to eat us."

"By the way, Major Guchakov and the rest of the soldiers are on the fourth floor." Yegor remembered Guchakov and others who stayed on the fourth floor, and quickly said to Grisa: "I'm afraid they are also in a very bad situation." Wonderful, you have to rush over to rescue them as soon as possible."

"Captain Yegor, you don't have to worry about this." Grisa replied with a smile: "We came up from the first floor along the stairs. Although the enemies on all floors have not been completely eliminated, Major Guchakov and the others There's no danger anymore."

Seeing that Griza's fourth company began to clean up the battlefield, Griza sat down by the stairs and took out a pack of cigarettes from the blood-soaked jacket pocket. Unexpectedly, he found that the cigarette had already been soaked in blood, and he couldn't smoke it anymore. After cursing in a low voice, he threw the cigarette case on the ground.

Griza quickly took out a cigarette and a match from his pocket and handed it over: "Captain Yegor, smoke mine." After the other party took his cigarette and match, he stood up straight again and ordered the health worker who came up , "Comrade hygienist, these soldiers of the Second Company have wounds on their bodies, please help them treat their wounds."

Yegor waited for Griza to sit down next to him, and asked curiously: "Captain Griza, isn't the 84th Division of Major General Fomenko's army attacking October town? If we want to rescue us, the nearest Troops, aren't they?"

In response to Yegor's question, Griza took back his cigarette, took one out of the pack and put it in his mouth, but instead of lighting it immediately, he said vaguely: "I don't know the specifics, anyway. At that time, we had just learned that the 84th Division had liberated October Town, and we received an order from our superiors, asking us to rush to Kazakia Compass Town by truck to reinforce you."

"By the way, where is Captain Narva?" Griza lit the cigarette in his mouth with Yegor's cigarette butt, and asked curiously: "Why didn't I even see a soldier from the company? "

Yegor pointed at the ruins of the outpatient building and explained to Grisa: "According to the deployment of the battalion commander, a company was responsible for guarding the outpatient building of the hospital. Because the enemy was unable to take down the building for a long time, they bombarded the building with artillery. He shook his head with a wry smile, "I haven't seen Captain Narva since the building collapsed, probably buried in the collapsed building."

"Your battalion fought really hard in this battle, and they were all marked as empty numbers." Grisa looked at the subordinates who were cleaning the battlefield ahead, and continued: "If the superior does not give you supplements, the next Fighting has nothing to do with you."