Burning Moscow

We walked through the ruins of the city, under the guidance of the commanders we encountered, successfully avoided the enemy's firepower, and arrived at the headquarters of the group army without any risk. ⊙,

When we were 50 or 60 meters away from the headquarters, from a collapsed building on the side of the road, a stern voice suddenly came out: "Who, stop!"

Hearing the sudden sound, I instinctively knelt down and hid behind a pile of masonry and rubble. When I turned around, I found that the soldiers and Yushchenko who were accompanying them were still standing still. I thought they didn't react, and yelled at Yushchenko in a low voice, "Hey, Captain, what are you doing there, why don't you squat down?"

Unexpectedly, after Yushchenko heard what I said, instead of squatting down, he took a step forward and asked loudly in the direction of the voice: "Is it Lieutenant Vorontsov?"

I heard Yushchenko questioning the caller, and I immediately guessed that I might be nervous. I quickly got up from the squatting place and looked at the ruins of the building carefully. From the gap that was blown up on the wall, a few commanders wearing steel helmets quickly walked out. Seeing the familiar bullet avoidance vests on them, I understood that these were all sent by us to protect the security of the group army headquarters. Guard platoon members.

A second lieutenant came to Yushchenko quickly, stood at attention, straightened his body and reported to him: "Report to the company commander, the special guard company is performing security tasks in rows, please give instructions!"

Yushchenko nodded, and then briefly told him: "Keep on guard!"

The second lieutenant turned and ordered the soldiers who followed him out of the gap: "Go back and continue to be on guard!" After finishing speaking, he walked up to me and stood at attention. Then he said loudly: "Comrade commander. Please allow me to be your guide. Take you to the headquarters."

"Lead the way ahead."

After hearing this order from me, the second lieutenant turned around and acted as a guide for us without saying a word.

In a short while, we came to the outside of the headquarters' underground shelter. Lieutenant Vorontsov, who led the way, stopped, pointed to the entrance where two sentries were standing guard, and said: "Comrade Commander, after you enter from there, go straight ahead for a while and you will see a fork in the road. Turn left, the second room on the left is the headquarters of Comrade Commander. There are quite a few commanders in the meeting tonight."

I took off the ak47 that was slung on my body and handed it to Yushchenko who was behind me. At the same time, I instructed him: "Comrade Captain, take your man to hide nearby and shoulder the task of the Security Command. Listen. Understand?" When I said the last sentence, I deliberately increased my tone.

"Understood!" Yushchenko replied loudly, "I will immediately arrange manpower to guard the neighborhood. I will never let a German approach here."

I walked into the headquarters, which was half buried in the ground, and walked along the low and narrow passage. At the same time, he kept raising his hands in response to the commanders who saluted me. The more I go in, the more uncomfortable I feel. Not only does it make people feel depressed, but there is also an unspeakable odor. If I were not going to a meeting, I really didn’t want to stay here for a second. Go down. And Cui Kefu lives in such an environment every day, and they don't know how they persevere.

I followed the instructions of Lieutenant Vorontsov and went to the outside of Trikov’s headquarters, and saw that it was filled with people in darkness. I didn’t care to check who was inside, so I strode in, and after seeing where Cuikov and Gurov were, I raised my hand to salute them and said loudly: "Report to the commander. Comrades, military comrades, and Red Flag Independent Division Commander Oshanina came to report to you and await your instructions."

"It turns out that Comrade Oshanina is here." Gurov, the nearest to me, stood up as he said, and at the same time stretched out his hand at me with a smile.

After I finished shaking hands with Gurov, I shook hands with Trikov who stood up. Cui Kefu's hands were bandaged. He didn't touch my hand directly, but put his palm on my wrist, and shook it vigorously after squeezing it a few times, indicating that he had shook his hand.

I stared at Cui Kefu's bandaged hand and asked nervously, "Comrade Commander, what's wrong with you? Did you get injured in the battle?"

"It's all **** eczema, plus it's too wet here, my hands are infected, so I have to wrap gauze." After speaking, he stared at the weird bullet-proof vest I was wearing, and forced a smile. Asked: "Comrade Oshanina, do you think this so-called bullet-proof vest is really as powerful as the legend? If it can really block the bullets from the opposite side, our soldiers will not be invulnerable. In that case, do you still use the plane cannon that is afraid of fascist bandits?"

Cui Kefu's words caused a roar of laughter from the commanders present, and the originally silent atmosphere became relaxed. I knew that Cui Kefu was teasing me, so I didn't mind. After everyone laughed, I solemnly asked Cui Kefu: "Comrade Commander, I don't know what the main topics of this meeting you are holding today are?"

"What else can be discussed? Of course, it's a matter of the festival." Cui Kefu replied cheerfully: "I plan to do this: First, let the commanders of the entire army group eat a hot Siberian dumpling, so I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Spasov, who is in charge of logistics, to distribute meat to the divisions to ensure that each soldier has 200 grams of meat. After the meeting is over, you can send someone to Spasov to receive the necessary As for the second point," he said, his expression suddenly became serious, "Since tomorrow is the October Revolution, we must do something as a tribute to this major holiday. This was last year’s One day, in our great capital—Moscow, there was a military parade that was unexpected by the enemy. After leaving the Red Square, the troops participating in the review drove directly to the front line and continued to fight stubbornly against the fierce enemy...."

When Cui Kefu was talking, I looked around curiously and found many familiar faces. In addition to the chief of staff and the director of the political department, he is also the commander of various divisions, such as Lyudnikov, Rodimtsev, Guriyev, Zoludev, Gorishne, and their deputy commanders, political commissars, etc. . When everyone met my gaze, they all smiled and nodded at me, saying hello to me.

When Cui Kefu finished speaking, the room fell silent. After a while, General Rodimtsev took the lead and asked: "Comrade Commander, if I understand correctly, are you planning to launch an offensive tomorrow to celebrate our great holiday with victory?"

"Exactly correct, Comrade Rodimtsev." Seeing that Rodimtsev had guessed his intentions, Trikov nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "We are going to teach the enemy a severe lesson tomorrow, so that they dare not dare. Do whatever you want as you do now."

"Comrade Commander, please be blunt." Lyudnikov stood up and said after the reminder was finished, "I want to ask where the group army headquarters is going to be tomorrow and what kind of force it will use against the enemy. What about a significant counterattack?"

"Colon Lyudnikov," Trikov said in a regretful tone: "Under the current circumstances, we can't get any supplements, so we can only rely on our existing forces to counterattack the Germans in front of us. Try to drive them away from our position."

After listening to Trikov’s words, Lyudnikov sat down silently, while Colonel Gorisny, who was sitting next to me, sighed softly.

Gurov’s ears worked well. He heard Gorishne's sigh, and then lit his name and asked: "Comrade Colonel, I want to ask you, why do you sigh?"

Gorishne got up from his seat, first glanced at Trikov, then at Gurov, and cautiously asked: "Comrade Military Commissioner, can I tell the truth?"

After Gurov snorted from his nose, he said angrily: "No matter how beautiful the lie is, there is no use, I just want to listen to your heart."

After getting permission from Gurov, Gorish had a lot of confidence. He said carefully and carefully: "I think it is meaningless to simply drive the enemy away from our position. Because we are now. Forces are limited. Even if these defensive areas are regained, there will not be enough troops to defend. After a new round of German offensive begins, our troops will have to abandon these areas because they cannot resist."

Guriyev first disagreed with Gorishne's words. He waited for Gorishne's words, and immediately stood up and expressed tit-for-tat opinions: "I think Colonel Gorishne was temporarily powerful by the fascist invaders in the recent battle, so he was scared of his courage. Will make such absurd remarks. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com"

"General Guriyev is right. I agree with him." Major General Ruoljev, the commander of the 37th Guards Division, promptly supported Guriyev. He pointed at Gorishne and said: "Although we The number of people is a bit less, but all of our soldiers are fearless warriors, and no force can defeat them."

Regarding the dispute between several teachers, whether it was Cuikov or Gurov, they did not interrupt them, but silently listened to them expounding their opinions. After the three of them had finished speaking, Cui Kefu turned his head and looked at me and asked, "Comrade Oshanina, I want to hear your thoughts. What do you think of tomorrow's counterattack?"

"Comrade Commander," I heard Cui Kefu's question, and I answered cautiously: "I think your idea is correct. In addition to a victory to celebrate the great October Revolution, we also need to take advantage of this battle. , To strengthen the confidence of the commanders and fighters of the entire army to continue fighting, so that they understand that although the Germans have an advantage, in the end, they will definitely be defeated by us." (To be continued...)

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