Burning Moscow

Due to the long assembly time of the troops, I waited until three o'clock in the morning to leave the command post, and took Captain Basmanov and a guard platoon soldier to the station of the third regiment.

As I approached the Three Regiment's station, with the help of the fire from the direction of the city, I vaguely saw that there were many people standing there on the roadside in front. I was planning to order the troops to stop, and then move forward after identifying whether they were friends or foes ahead. Basmanov, who opened the way in front, had sent people back to report, saying that the commander of the third regiment and several other commanders were waiting for me in front.

I speeded up and came to Godunov, who was waiting on the side of the road, and found that the three people standing with him were all school-level commanders from Bantaiyev’s new editor. They currently serve as the three regiments. The positions of political commissar, deputy head and chief of staff.

After paying a salute to the saluting commanders, I asked Godunov: "Comrade Major, have you arranged for a group of troops to receive defense?"

"It's all arranged." Godunov replied clearly: "I have transferred a battalion, and I plan to be led by the deputy commander, Major Vatorak, to the garrison of a regiment."

Hearing his name, the short and stout major next to Godunov hurriedly stepped forward, raised his hand to salute me again, and said politely: "Report to the commander, the deputy commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment. Torak reports to you that I am about to lead my troops to a regiment to pick up defenses. I am waiting for your next order. Please give instructions!"

I nodded at the motivated major, and then gave him an order: "Comrade Major, now that you are ready, let's go. A group of commanders and fighters are still waiting for you to take the defense." I was urging Vatolak to hurry up, but I knew in my heart that it would be okay for them to go later, because the leader of a regiment, Sergeikov, had told me on the phone. Said that in order to allow the defending troops to adapt as soon as possible, he would leave Captain Beckman's company behind and take up the job of staying behind in the camp.

I just exchanged a few words with Godunov. I saw that the commanders concealed in the crater on the roadside and in the ruins of the building had been summoned by Major Vartorak. We were in a neat line and marched towards the station of a group. I quickly exhorted Godunov a few more words, and then took Basmanov and the others to chase the troops ahead.

A few minutes later, our team came to the station of a group. Then the fire was shining in the distance, and I looked around carefully. The two previously intact buildings had collapsed into a piece of masonry and rubble. I didn't know whether it was destroyed by German artillery fire or aircraft bombing. Several buildings collapsed in half, but some of the windows and corridor entrances were intact. They were all tightly blocked by neatly stacked sandbags. It seems that these buildings are the new fortifications designed by Mikhayev.

The gathering of troops can also be seen in the distance. Perhaps seeing our arrival, a group of people greeted us against the marching queue of the Third Regiment. In the dim light, almost all I could see were people wearing big brimmed hats, so I guessed that it might be Sederikov and the many commanders of his regiment.

When they got closer to the distance I could see their faces, I immediately recognized them as Sergeikov. As soon as the lieutenant colonel walked in front of me, he mumbled and asked: "I said, comrade commander, which district is our regiment going to?"

Regarding the question of Sederikov. I smiled bitterly, because Cui Kefu only told me to send troops to reinforce the factory area. But the factory area is so big, except for the Stalingrad tractor factory. There are also two districts, the "Red October" factory and the "Barricade" factory, which occupy the same area as a medium-sized city. I don't even know which district the troops will be deployed in after entering the city. So I could only shook my head and said regretfully to Sederikov: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I don’t think I can answer your question. Because the commander only asked me to bring the troops into the city. As for where to deploy, I do not know either."

After hearing this, Sergeikov said regretfully: "A lot of commanders have asked me just now. Ask where our regiment will be transferred to participate in the battle."

"Then how did you answer them, Comrade Sergeikov." I asked curiously.

"I only tell them. Said that our regiment will soon start from the station and enter the city to fight the enemy. As for where we will fight. Not only I don’t know, but even the division commander and political commissar don’t know. But as long as we enter the city. , Someone will guide us into the battle position."

"The answer is correct." After I praised Sederikov, I accidentally caught a glimpse of Lieutenant Colonel Ilya standing beside him, and greeted him with a smile: "Isn't this Lieutenant Colonel Ilya? How about? How do you feel after taking it in a group for a few days?"

Ilya hurriedly stopped reporting to me and said: "Report to Comrade Commander, it feels relatively good." When he said that, he turned his head and glanced at Sederikov unconsciously, "It is not only Comrade Commander who is very friendly to me, but the following The soldiers also respect me very much."

Hearing what Ilya said, I nodded, and then told Sederikov: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, since the troops from the Third Regiment have arrived, you should also hurry up to hand over defense, and then quickly move towards the city to fight for it. Reach the designated battle position before dawn."

After receiving my order, Sergeikov immediately told Ilya: "Comrade deputy commander, you are responsible for the transfer of defense. Once the defense is completed, immediately lead the troops to the city."

Half an hour later, the three thousand commanders and fighters of a regiment set out to the city in batches with companies as units. The commander walking in the forefront was the deputy regimental commander, Lieutenant Colonel Ilya, while Sederikov was walking in the army. At the end, he served as the guard of the entire army. My guard and I walked in the middle of the line, walking with Karpov camp.

In addition to Karpov and Basmanov, I was with Captain Serebriani, the battalion commander. But seeing Karpov and I seemed to have something to talk about, the two of them walked and fell to a place seven or eight steps behind us, leaving us room for conversation.

I asked Karpov politely: "Comrade Captain, how do the commanders and fighters feel during your visit? In the army, have you been discriminated against by friendly forces?"

Karpov hurriedly shook his head and answered me with a smile: "Comrade commander, thank you for your concern. To be honest, when I first arrived, I was also worried that our officers and soldiers would be discriminated against and excluded in the group. I didn't expect to come over and take a look. They are very friendly to us. Like brothers, they have not suffered any unfair treatment at all."

"What do you think of the combat effectiveness of a regiment?" I looked at the neatly paced team around me, and couldn't help feeling: "Your troops are here. How can they be considered elite?"

Unexpectedly, Karpov shook his head again and said, "Comrade commander. You are not right. The troops trained by Lieutenant Colonel Sederikov are obviously stronger than other troops." I was surprised when I heard that. "Oh", he specifically explained to me, "For example, the army that just came to take over defense, no matter from the marching queue or the quality of the commanders, it can't be the same as the unit of the regiment."

I was actually aware of what Karpov said, so now I regret my decision to send a team to reinforce the factory area. This is the most powerful unit of the independent division at present, but I personally pushed them into the fire pit. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but want to slap myself twice.

"Comrade Commander, why are there so many residents in the residential area?" Karpov suddenly asked me strangely: "Did you know that the war did not evacuate them?"

Upon hearing this question, I couldn’t help but smile. I wondered why the residents were not evacuated. It’s not because Stalin himself didn’t believe that the Germans would attack Stalingrad and feared that the evacuation would cause unnecessary panic, so the evacuation was strictly prohibited. . As a result, hundreds of thousands of refugees and original residents flooded into the city from all over. So trapped in the city, he can only rely on the limited ships on the Volga River to send people away little by little.

After our team entered the burning city. The heat waves generated by the burning buildings on both sides dispelled the cold in the middle of the night. Because of the lack of manpower and the heat, some commanders began to take off their winter clothes. Seeing this situation, I quickly called Basmanov over and told him: "Comrade Captain, go and give my order to tell the soldiers not to undress, otherwise they will be cold." Basmanov He promised and stopped. Call all the soldiers in the guard platoon to your side, and let them pass my orders to the marching troops.

See the dilapidated city. Karpov suddenly said in a hoarse, unlike his own voice: "Damn Germans, see what they have done? What have they turned our beautiful city into?"

After delivering the order, Basmanov who passed by our side heard this sentence. He said harshly: "Comrade Captain, take a good look. As long as you see the crimes committed by the Germans in our city, your heart will be filled with hatred."

"My hatred can't be accommodated even if I don't look at it." Karpov gritted his teeth and said: "My troops followed the Germans advancing towards Stalingrad and saw countless heinous crimes committed by them, based on these. , My heart is filled with endless hatred for them."

Karpov’s words aroused my curiosity. When I was about to ask what was going on, the team in front suddenly stopped. I turned my head in wonder and asked Karpov next to him: "What's the matter, why did the troops stop? ?"

Karpov stood on tiptoe and looked in front, and then reported to me: "Comrade Commander, it seems to be someone who has come to meet us. I saw that Ilya is negotiating with them." At this point, he suddenly felt slightly slightly. I raised my voice a little, "Come here, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel is bringing a few people towards us."

Hearing that the guide for us was coming, I quickly called Basmanov to walk forward quickly. After walking about fifty or sixty meters, I met the people brought by Lieutenant Colonel Ilya head-on.

An officer carrying a submachine gun, wearing a poncho and a boat-shaped cap, crossed Lieutenant Colonel Ilya and stood in front of me. Then he reported: "Hello, Comrade General, I am the guard battalion of the Group Army Command. Major Gladshev, the commander's command, is here to fetch you."

As soon as his words were uttered, Ilya, who was next to UU reading www.uukanshu.com, smiled and corrected him: "Comrade Major, you are wrong. It is the dead, not us. Even if you want to catch the dead, the dead are dead. German."

After listening to Ilya's ridicule, the young major smiled and said to me: "I'm sorry, Comrade General, I didn't make it clear. I was ordered to take you to the new army headquarters."

I shook my head at the troops standing next to me, and asked curiously: "Then what about my troops?"

The major replied carelessly: "Comrade General, please rest assured that my subordinates will be their guides and guide them into the battle position. Now please go to the headquarters, Comrade Commander is still waiting for you. "

After I waited for Sergeikov from behind to come up, I introduced him to the commanders sent by the headquarters as a guide, and then I safely followed Major Gladshev to the new headquarters of Trikov. (To be continued)

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