USSR 1941

When dozens of submachine guns were added to the 82nd Infantry Regiment, the training was on the right track.

Although the equipment is still seriously insufficient at this time, as long as there is a planned overall arrangement for training, it is not a problem.

For example, Shulka divided the combatants into two groups. One group trained in the morning and the other in the afternoon. When one group was training, the other group produced rifle parts in the factory to catch up with the progress.

In this way, two groups of people can use the same batch of equipment for training.

Then each batch is divided into several parts: this part is for shooting training, the other part is for bomb-throwing training, and then there are trainings for rocket launchers and submachine guns.

Of course, more people still have rifles and anti-tank grenades. During the training, Shulka paid attention to selecting some soldiers with good physical strength and agility to serve as bazooka shooters and submachine gunners, and also selected some good marksmanship to form a sniper company.

The sniper company can be said to be the lowest-cost unit. Most of them don't even have a scope, just an ordinary rifle.

However, in urban street battles, especially in night battles, the requirements for scopes are actually not high, because most of them are close-range battles, and night battles are a little farther away because of whether you can see them rather than the size of the target.

Shulka's training for them is more about the control of the battlefield than marksmanship or tactical skills... Urban street fighting is not the same as field sniping. The former needs to cooperate with comrades, otherwise snipers are easily besieged by the enemy , compared to the latter being able to shoot at a longer distance and also easier to escape.

In short, what Shulka has to do is to make every arrangement he thinks is necessary for possible future situations, so that the 82nd Infantry Regiment can exert every bit of combat effectiveness as much as possible.

"Shuerka!" On this day, when Shuerka was still training data and organizing personnel, a familiar figure appeared at the door.

Shulka looked up, and it turned out to be Walrasha.

"Why are you here?" Shulka looked at her in surprise.

Varrasha didn't care about other people's eyes, rushed forward and plunged into Shulka's arms.

This made Shulka a little embarrassed. He peeked at the nearby guards and correspondents... Fortunately, they were very funny. After a snicker, they greeted each other and gave the space to the two, Andrianka Before going out, he twirled and danced to Shulka, and then closed the door.

"What happened?" Val Rasha raised her head, her eyes worried: "They don't allow the newspaper to write any articles related to you,

Also...I'm so sorry they took your parents away from me! "

"They were taken away?" Shulka couldn't help being shocked.

"No, they're fine!" Valrasha said. "I went to see them, and they were sent home to rebuild their homes with others!"

Hearing this, Shulka couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What happened?" Varratha asked. "Did you lose the battle? Or did you make a mistake?"

"No, no!" Shulka shook his head.

"Then why..."

Shulka didn't know how to answer, and at this moment Shulka even hesitated.

To be honest, Shulka didn't have much contact with Valrasha, and Shulka wasn't sure whether he could trust Valrasha without reservation... This is also the sadness of being in the Soviet Union during this period, too many " "Small reports", so that it is difficult to build a trust relationship between each other, or the risk of trust is multiplied.

But after thinking about it, Shulka decided to tell Valrasha the truth.

The reason is that Shulka considered that Valrasha had already sensed that something had happened. If she was smart enough, she should choose to draw a line with Shulka instead of coming to Stalingrad.

This has the potential to ruin everything she has now.

"You shouldn't have come, Valrasha!" said Shulka.

"Do you think I will leave you alone?" Val Rasha smiled and shook her head.

"I believe it's because my superiors have doubts about my identity!" Shulka replied: "Perhaps you have heard that the Germans praised me and belittled Mehlis at the front not long ago!"

"But they are telling the truth!" Walrasha complained for Shulka: "The Germans are a kind of respect for their opponents and disdain for Mechelis. Everyone knows this!"

"Perhaps you are right!" Shulka said helplessly, "but these words cannot be said by the Germans! You know, there are many officers in our army who were bribed by the Germans. The Germans tried their best to make these officers Get a higher position in order to get more valuable intelligence. This will make the superiors suspect that I am one of them..."

"It's not fair to you!"

"Nothing is fair or unfair, Valrasha!" said Shulka. "This is war!"

"What can I do?" Valrasha said, "Such as report to the superior? Or write something in the newspaper?"

"No, you don't have to do anything!" Shulka was sincere, because the more he did this, the more suspicious he would be to his superiors.

"You don't need to worry about this!" Seeing Valrasha's anxious look, Shulka couldn't help but pluck the hair protruding from her ear, and said: "I believe that the superior will know the truth one day, I have confidence !"

"But I'm not confident, Shulka!" Valrasha almost cried, "You have to leave this unit, Shulka...Listen to me, I heard some news before I came here, the 82nd Infantry Regiment is not There will be hope, they will send you into battle..."

"I'll be fine, Valrasha!"

"Don't worry, I will have someone transfer you out of here, any army..."

"No, I'm fine here! I'm training them..."

Varrasha suddenly yelled hysterically: "Listen to me, Shulka!"

At that moment, both of them were stunned. Shulka didn't expect Valrasha to have such a crazy side, and maybe Valrasha herself didn't expect it either.

After a while, Walrasha took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it for herself with trembling hands, took a deep breath and exhaled a thick smoke before she calmed down.

"I can't let them take you away like this again, understand?" Valrasha said. "That's how they took my father back then, like you, and he told me that he was confident that he would handle everything and come back With us! But that's not the case!"

Only then did Shulka remember that Valrasha had said before that his father was transferred to command a battle that was almost impossible to win because of certain things, and took the blame for that failure.

Now Shulka's situation is indeed very similar to his, so it also touched Valrasha's sensitive nerves, so he went to Stalingrad desperately to change everything.