USSR 1941

Paulus did inform Colonel Fred, but it was obviously too late, because Paulus could not move faster than the speed of the plane falling to the ground...

"We lost seven planes!" Colonel Fred replied in frustration: "Because when we launched a new round of bombing on the pontoon bridge, they suddenly lost the guidance of the ground radar base station!"

Under normal circumstances, losing the guidance of the ground radar base station will not cause such a large loss.

The problem is that the German pilots were in a state of high tension during the war. They stared at the target in the dark, thinking about how to blow it up and burn it, and at the same time avoid the enemy's searchlights and anti-aircraft fire... This Suddenly, the connection with the ground radar base station was interrupted, that is, the pilot did not know the height from the ground.

That's not the most important thing.

After losing altitude, they can pull up the nose in time to avoid the result of the crash.

The problem is that they did not receive the order to abandon the mission at that moment. Although some pilots knew that they should choose to give up at this time, they were already on the verge of not being reconciled to dropping the bombs on the belly of the aircraft, so they chose to continue. bombing mission.

As a result, clusters of flames soon erupted on the river, some of which were bombs, but some of them were airplanes...

Five of the first batch crashed, and then when the pilot reported the situation to Colonel Fred and asked for instructions, two more slammed into the river.

"Retreat!" Colonel Fred ordered loudly: "Abandon the mission, repeat, abandon the mission!"

When Paulus heard the report from Colonel Fred, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

If Paulus was still fighting with Shulka before, then Paulus was caught off guard by these sudden changes: the ground radar base station was not safe, and the enemy transported from three directions at the same time... Large transport ships, amphibious landing craft, and pontoons for the passage.

This has made the German army overwhelmed and neglected, especially at night.

"General!" The adjutant asked at this time: "How should we report to the head of state?"

Paulus thought for a while, then replied: "Everything is normal!"

"Yes, General!"

Paulus was in distress at this time and couldn't tell.

When he asked Hitler for the Night Air Regiment, he vowed that as long as there were enough night fighters, he would be able to cut off Stalingrad's supplies and eventually win.

Now, if you report the truth to Hitler...not only will you not get more assistance, but you will be scolded instead.

When Paulus had a headache, the headquarters of the 82nd Infantry Regiment cheered, especially when seven enemy fighter planes crashed and returned without success.

Within a few minutes, Golikov, who received the news, made a phone call to Tuanzhi.

He said to Shulka with emotion: "It turns out that you are right, Comrade Shulka! You can say that you have solved the supply problem of Stalingrad and enabled us to successfully get rid of the enemy's blockade. The battle is decisive!"

"We cannot say that we are completely free from the enemy blockade, Comrade Golikov!" Shulka said.

What Shulka did was, strictly speaking, only for the night.

Once it was daylight, German fighter planes and bombers could carry out precision bombing, and even floating bridges could not escape.

"Yes!" Golikov nodded: "So the situation is still serious for us, but I believe that the warriors stationed in Stalingrad, like me, have gained more confidence in defeating the enemy!"

At this moment, a colonel walked up to Shulka and said, "If it's not an important call, you can hang up the phone, Comrade Shulka!"

Shulka couldn't help frowning when he heard the words. You must know that this is a call from the group army, and it is still in wartime. Who has the right to stop the call between the two combat headquarters at this time...

But seeing the colonel's blue hat under the kerosene lamp, Shulka understood: No wonder the Ministry of Internal Affairs has such a strong tone.

"Comrade Golikov!" Shulka explained into the microphone: "I think I should hang up, comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs want to talk to me!"

After hanging up the phone, Shulka realized that the atmosphere in the entire headquarters was different. Major Mikhailvich, the guards and others all looked at the colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and several of his officers with a wary look. entourage.

"I need to talk to you, Comrade Shulka!" The colonel seemed to feel the precept too, but he didn't care at all, or he was used to it.

Shulka nodded, then winked at Mikhailvich and the others, telling them not to act rashly.

Shulka believed that if anything happened, Major Mikhailvich, or at least some units of the 82nd Infantry Regiment, would stand up to defend themselves, even at the risk of falling out with the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The problem is that doing so is likely to be counterproductive, just like the last time Shulka was transferred from the 1st Guards Tank Brigade.

Shulka led the colonel into his lounge and asked, "Vutga?"

"Of course!" replied the colonel, "but I heard that this is a luxury for you!"

"Yes!" said Shulka, offering the Colonel half a glass out of the wine jug, "but I have kept my ration in order to keep my sanity!"

"Thank you very much!" The Colonel smiled and took the cup and took a sip.

"I hope you didn't come to arrest me, Comrade Colonel!" Shulka made it clear, knowing that his superiors, especially the Ministry of Internal Affairs, were suspicious of him.

In fact, they cannot even be blamed for this. Shulka knew in his heart that he did have many "doubts", some of which he could not even explain well, and could only use "guessing" to get confused.

If it weren't for the fact that he was always doing things that were beneficial to the Soviet Union and could even directly affect the war situation, he would have been arrested as a spy long ago because of these "doubtful points".

"Arrest?" The colonel raised his eyebrows relaxedly, and asked, "Do you have anything that we need to arrest you?"

"Of course not!" Shulka replied.

"I think so too!" The colonel laughed: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Akadyevich... As a member of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, my biggest regret is that an ordinary conversation will be considered an interrogation ! And it seems..."

As he said that, Akadyevich looked out the door and said, "You have won the respect and trust of the 82nd Infantry Regiment not long ago, which is very good!"

Another meaning of Akadyevich's words was the faint hostility shown by those people to him just now.

"Colonel!" Shulka said, pouring himself a small glass of Vodka, "I don't think this is an ordinary conversation!"