Burning Moscow

Several German machine gunners on the other side may have discovered a tank driving on the street. They completely ignored the danger of being destroyed by artillery fire after the tank parked at the top of the bridge was discovered. They became even more frantic when shooting in our direction. Listening to the bullets whizzing overhead, in order to prevent being hit by a stray bullet, I had to crouch down and squat in the trench to explain the task to Dubrovsky.

I said loudly to Dubrovsky, who was squatting opposite me, "Captain, the number of German troops on the other side is limited. If our offensive becomes more fierce, the enemy will not be able to defend. Now our tanks are coming, I Give you an hour, and be sure to take down the opposing ground for me."

As soon as I finished speaking, Akhromeyev, who was squatting behind me, added loudly: "Comrade Captain, can your battalion complete the mission? If you can’t complete it, please speak up and I will immediately take the offensive mission. Leave it to other camps to complete."

Although from Akhromeyev’s tone, he could hear that this was an obvious aggressive approach, Dubrovsky still got the trick. He straightened his body abruptly, ignoring the bullet flying over his head. He lowered his head and said loudly: "Commander, regiment commander, please rest assured, even if my first battalion is completely exhausted, I will seize the enemy's position."

After speaking, he drew the pistol from his waist, crawled all over the trench, and stood in front of the trench. Looking around at the commanders who were still in the trenches, they shouted, "Follow me in a row!" Then they ran forward holding up their pistols, and a company of commanders and fighters quickly crawled out of the trenches, shouting and following them.

I raised my hand and looked at my arm, it was exactly eight thirty. I turned my head and asked Akhromeyev: "Major, do you think Captain Dubrovsky and the others can succeed?"

After hearing my question, Akhromeyev nodded vigorously. I replied affirmatively: "Please rest assured, Comrade Commander, the first battalion is the most powerful force in the third regiment. I believe that since Captain Dubrovsky personally led the charge, then we will have good news soon. "

We were talking as two tanks rumbling past us. But when I saw the car following, I couldn't help being stunned. It took me a while to recover. I patted Akhromeyev’s shoulder with my hand, and asked loudly, "Hey, comrade major, am I dazzled? The car following the tank looks like Is it our army’s'Katyusha' rocket launcher?"

Akhromeyev nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and replied: "Yes, Comrade Commander, it is really our'Katyusha' rocket launcher."

Although he got Akhromeyev's affirmative answer. But this rocket launcher that popped up suddenly made me wonder: "Damn it, where did Perskin get the rocket launcher?"

"I guess it was captured by the Germans from our army." Akhromeyev frowned and analyzed for me: "Maybe they saw only one and thought it was useless, so they threw it in the warehouse. Probably. It was Major Perskin who seized the rocket launcher from the warehouse after they seized Kanevo."

At this time, Dubrovsky led the men to the northern section of the bridge, but they were blocked by the intensive firepower of the enemy, and they were suppressed on the ground and could not raise their heads.

now. My attention was focused on the two tanks that had just reached the end of the bridge and the Katyusha rocket, wanting to see how they used artillery to support the infantry in front.

Two tanks stopped beside the original tank. The three tanks lined up and fired at the opposite German positions, destroying one by one the machine guns that were madly spraying death.

Seeing the "Katyusha" rocket launcher dangling to the side of the tank and stopping, the soldiers in the cab got out of the car, preparing for the launch. Akhromeyev couldn't help exclaiming: "Oh my God, they wouldn't want to shoot like this, would they? Such a close distance. The shock wave of the explosion will hurt us."

Before Akhromeyev jumped out of the trenches to stop the artillery's adventurous actions, the rocket on the rocket launcher flew out in flames. It's too late to say, then fast. The rocket with its long flame tail flew in the air for just a second or two, and then plunged into the position on the west side of the German army. Then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the hit area was immediately enveloped by gunpowder and firelight. Numerous fragments of cement, weapon parts and human body stumps were thrown into the air by air waves.

Because the explosion location was too close, not only did we feel the ground trembling, but even the huge explosion sounded mine. Akhromeyev yelled at me, my ears were stuffed with cotton, his voice seemed to be coming from a distant place, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

I quickly rubbed my ears with my hands and leaned close to him to listen carefully, only to hear what he was saying: "Comrade Commander, you can't let the rocket launcher fire. Look, although they destroyed the German position in one go, the rocket launcher The wide killing area and the loud explosion will accidentally injure our own soldiers. They must be stopped shooting."

After I heard what he was saying, I waved at him and said loudly, "Go, Comrade Major. Tell Major Perskin that except for tanks to continue to increase artillery support for our infantry, rocket launchers should not be involved in firing. ."

"Yes!" Akhromeyev promised loudly, crawled out of the trench, bent over and ran forward.

As soon as Akhromeyev left, Yushchenko, who had been following us, quickly persuaded me: "Comrade Commander, this place is too dangerous. Let's go back to the temporary headquarters."

I looked at the thick smoke billowing on the opposite shore, the sound of non-stop guns, and the stray bullets still passing over my head from time to time. I really wanted to return to the relatively safe temporary headquarters immediately. Just when he was about to nod his head, he suddenly saw that there were many commanders from the Third Regiment in the trenches, so he immediately changed his mind and felt that he could not leave here for the time being. If he returned to the command post in the building in front of so many commanders, it would still have an impact on the morale of the army.

Thinking of this, I waved to Yushchenko quickly, pretending to be calm and said: "Comrade Captain, I will not go anywhere until Major Akhromeyev seizes the opposing position." Seeing him Want to persuade me, I immediately stopped him. "In the shelling just now, the enemy on the ground has been hit hard, and they won't be able to support it for long. Once the fighting here is over, I will go back to the headquarters immediately."

Seeing that I was so stubborn, Yushchenko didn't dare to continue to persuade me. I can only agree with a grievance, and stand by the side honestly, performing his duties.

On the west side of the German ring fortifications, the stubborn officers and soldiers were killed and wounded by the rocket fire just now, and almost all the firepower points were destroyed. It can no longer constitute a threat to us. Now only the German troops in the trenches and fortifications to the north and east are still shooting at us.

Although we have three tanks constantly firing at the enemy's position, the battle defense artillery on the enemy's position is not to be outdone, and concentrated artillery fire on our tanks. Sporadic shells fell on the sides of our tanks and exploded, and shrapnel flying across from time to time cut down nearby commanders and fighters.

However, Captain Dubrovsky and his men were still lying on the northern section of the bridge and did not move. I don't know if the explosion just now made them temporarily lose the ability to attack. When I was hesitating whether I should send someone to call Dubrovsky and the others back, let the rocket launch two more rounds of coverage shooting, and wipe out the Germans on the position to almost the same level, and then launch an offensive.

Standing behind Yushchenko suddenly grabbed my arm and exclaimed emotionally: "Comrade Commander, look, look. On the east side, the German position on the east side seems to be in chaos. It seems that chaos has occurred. Someone fought with them."

After I heard Yushchenko's reminder. He muttered quietly: "Nonsense, our people are still lying on the bridge head and dare not move, where will anyone rush into the German positions and fight them." Just after I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered. The whereabouts of the squad led by Captain Rosenberg, the second company commander, was unknown in the squad that was smuggled in last night. I thought they all died in the river. Did they successfully land on the opposite shore last night and hide behind the enemy? I thought of this possibility. I quickly turned the telescope and looked in the direction Yushchenko showed me.

From the lens of the telescope. I saw a hand-to-hand battle in the trenches on the east side of the opposite bank. Several machine guns were desperately firing at suppressing our troops at the bridge, but they suddenly went silent, and the enemies in the trenches were also plunged into chaos. After observing for a while, I found that part of the helmets swaying in the trenches were part of our army's standard, and I immediately determined that the unit that was fighting with the Germans must be Captain Rosenberg's squad.

Not only did I notice the strangeness in the German position, but even Dubrovsky, who was suppressed at the bridgehead, also noticed the situation. The commanders who had been lying on the ground stood up, braving the enemy's bullets, and bravely rushed to the front enemy position.

The German army, which was suppressed by our army's artillery fire, was already struggling to support it. Unexpectedly, a small unit of our army would suddenly rush out from their side, and they suddenly became confused. Seeing the commanders and fighters who were suppressed by their firepower at the bridgehead, they rushed past like tigers going down a mountain, and there was no morale.

After the battle, I took Yushchenko and walked towards the bridge. At this time, with the assistance of some commanders and fighters, the health team carried down the bodies of the wounded and martyrs in front one after another.

Standing at the entrance of the bridge, I first saw the remains of our commanders and soldiers on the bridge, and then I saw wounded soldiers covered in blood lying on stretchers, being carried past me. What worries me the most is a second lieutenant who was lifted down. His skull was opened by shrapnel or bullets. The snow-white brains flowed down the stretcher with bright red blood. When I saw this scene, I couldn't help but shiver, and quickly looked away from me.

Fortunately, at this time, I saw Akhromeyev taking Dubrovsky and Captain Rosenberg, who had just established the meritorious service, walking towards me quickly. I hurriedly greeted them, and still far away, I took the initiative to reach out to them, and at the same time said loudly: "Major, I congratulate you. Congratulations on your successful capture of the enemy's position."

The three of them stopped in front of me, straightening their bodies and replied, "Serve the Soviet motherland!"

I stepped forward and shook hands with them one by one, especially when I shook hands with Captain Rosenberg, I also said kindly: "Comrade Captain, I am very pleased to see that you are still alive. By the way, since you succeeded last night After crossing the Dnieper River, why didn't you send a signal to the regiment in accordance with the regulations? It also made your head, Major Akhromeyev, think you were sacrificed."

Captain Rosenberg heard my question and replied with a wry smile: "Report to Comrade Commander..." At this time, Akhromeyev interrupted him and reminded him: "You shouldn't be called the commander now. It is to be called a commander. Our commander was promoted to the commander of the newly formed campaign cluster yesterday."

Hearing Akhromeyev's words, Captain Rosenberg's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately re-reported to me: "Comrade Commander, please allow me to report to you the situation of the river crossing last night." Seeing me nodded and said. Permit, then went on to say, "When our boat was in the middle of the river, it was smashed by ice floes. The commanders and soldiers swam to the north bank with the broken planks. As for why we didn’t send the signal in accordance with the regulations, It was because the flashlight I brought fell into the river accidentally, so I couldn't send a signal to the regiment as required."

"It turned out to be like this." Hearing what he said, I immediately understood the ins and outs of the whole thing, and then asked with concern: "How about the casualties of the squad?"

"While crossing the river, one of the soldiers disappeared. It is estimated that he was sacrificed." Rosenberg said of the soldiers who died in the river while smuggling with him, with a sad expression on his face: "During the battle just now , Two soldiers were wounded and three died."

"Whether it is the sacrifice of the martyrs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or the living survivors." As soon as Captain Rosenberg finished speaking, I immediately stated: "They are all our heroes. I will give them credit for them. Awarding honors, we also need to have people record their deeds so that our children and grandchildren will always remember them. Captain, you will report their names to me later, and I will let the political comrades follow up personally. Yes."

"Yes!" Captain Rosenberg replied in a loud voice with excitement.

When Akhromeyev and I returned to the temporary headquarters, we saw that the ground floor had become a temporary hospital. Almost all the wounded who were brought back were lying here, and the few health workers were so busy that they were bandaging their wounds nervously. I stood there and watched for a while, and saw that after the bandages and tourniquets in the medical kit of a hygienist were used up, he tore his shirt into strips to bandage the wounded.

Seeing this scene, I turned my head and said to Akhromeyev: "Major, immediately send people to the hospital in the city to see if I can find enough bandages and tourniquets, as well as the necessary medicines, and deliver them immediately. Come here. Since our soldiers have not sacrificed on the battlefield, we can't let them die here. Understand?"

"Understood," Akhromeyev replied in a low voice, "I will arrange for manpower to do this immediately." (to be continued)