USSR 1941

Shulka did not report the entire plan to Army Command.

Nobody even knew about it except a few people from the 82nd Infantry Regiment whose orders were to hold the hospitals and schools.

"We will be flanked by the enemy!" Major Mikhailvich shouted to the soldiers: "As you know, Mamayev Post has been lost, so we need to build another line of defense in another direction!"

"But we are short of troops, Major!" A soldier asked, "How can we defeat the enemies in two directions!"

In fact, the 82nd Infantry Regiment had to deal with more than just enemies from two directions. They had been surrounded by the German army at the hospital and school, and the enemy could attack from any direction.

"Don't worry about that, lad!" Major Mikhailevich replied: "Then we'll have double the victory!"

The Soviet soldiers laughed one after another.

As was the case with the Soviets, the less the commander downplayed the dangers to come, the less the soldiers took them to heart.

But that's only part of it.

Shulka rested on a cot raised from shell boxes.

Shulka has not slept a wink for two days since the 82nd Infantry Regiment entered hospitals and schools.

So did the soldiers of the 82nd Infantry.

To be precise, they leaned somewhere and closed their eyes to sleep for a while between battles.

It is said that such an incident happened in the first battalion: two soldiers fell asleep lying in the ruins, and the German soldiers thought they were dead.

At that time, they were indeed like dead people, covered in blood and dust, and there were several corpses beside them.

In addition, the sky is just gray in the evening... In fact, it is most likely to be misread when it is gray, because you can see more when you look at it, and it seems unnecessary to use a flashlight.

Otherwise, if you shine a flashlight on your face in the dark, you can quickly find the problem.

In short, a dozen German soldiers occupied a wall behind it and built a defensive line.

Therefore, even the Soviet soldiers thought that the two comrades in arms were finished.

then,

The gunshots and explosions woke them up, they opened their eyes and saw... immediately they knew something was wrong, the gunshots were coming from the rear, and they were shooting in the other direction.

After waiting for a while, I found that the shouting was in German again, and occasionally there were a few German soldiers running around.

So needless to say, they grabbed their rifles and started beating the German soldiers... They were equipped with rifles. A submachine gun is different.

The German soldiers in the dark were stunned on the spot. They didn't even understand where the bullets came from, so they turned around and ran away after shouting.

Two Soviet soldiers chased the enemy and fired again. As a result, only two German soldiers escaped, and all the others were killed on the spot.

Of course, several of them were wounded and then added another shot.

This can only be said to be a kind of luck.

From this we can also see how tired the soldiers of the 82nd Infantry Regiment are... Although the two days are not long, they are highly nervous on such a high-intensity battlefield, and everyone seems to be falling apart.

But the battlefield is like this. Everyone feels that their last ounce of strength has been exhausted when they are resting. Get up and go into battle again vigorously.

This may be the potential of human beings, and the last bit of potential will be tapped out under the threat of death.

At this time, Shulka was the former. He was lying on the bed without even the strength to lift his eyelids, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Akimovich came over, leaned against the wall and handed Shulka a cigarette, and said, "Do you know what the soldiers are talking about you?"

"That's not my concern, Comrade Akimovich!" Shulka replied.

"I thought you wanted to know!"

"No, I don't want to know!" Shulka replied, "Maybe you should also learn this, don't be too curious about meaningless things!"

"But I don't think it's meaningless!" Akimovich said: "It's about whether they support you, trust you, and even carry out your orders without any doubt!"

"That's nonsense!" Shulka replied: "Because I believe them, which means... I already know the answer!"

Shulka took the cigarette that Akimovich had already lit, took a few deep puffs and exhaled the smoke and watched it spread before his eyes.

Sometimes Shulka wished it was some kind of magic smoke that would take him out of it for a split second.

"Okay!" said Akimovich, "but I think I should tell you anyway. They're talking about being flanked by the enemy, and some people are worried that we'll be surrounded and die here, you know... if we go underground If the entrance to the passage is blocked by the enemy, it may indeed happen. But guess what they say?"

After a pause, Akimovich asked himself and answered: "They said, don't worry, comrade, do you know who our deputy commander is? He is Shulka, the 'breakout hero'! He will lead us out of the enemy Surrounded by the encirclement!"

"I just said it!" Shulka smiled: "It doesn't make sense!"

"No, Shulka!" Akimovich said with a wry smile, "I just want to express to you my envy for you, to be precise, jealousy... yes, jealousy is more appropriate, because I want them to discuss That person is me!"

"That's why you did everything possible to lead the observation company?" Shulka asked back.

"Let's put it this way!" Akimovich replied: "I thought that when I learned your skills and taught them to other people, I could be like you... But I gradually realized that it is almost impossible possible!"

"There are two aspects!" Akimovich continued: "One is that I found it impossible for me to learn all your skills, even though you don't hide anything, because a considerable part of your skills are 'ideas', And these 'ideas' cannot be learned by others, such as cemeteries!"

"Another one!" Akimovich laughed: "Even if I teach others, others will say... Look, those are summed up by Shulka, he is so smart, he will come up with these methods, he Saved our lives, saved Stalingrad!"

"You need to stay on the battlefield for a while, Comrade Akimovich!" Shulka said.

"Why?" Akimovich said, "Does this have anything to do with the battlefield?"

"Of course!" Shulka rubbed his sore and dry eyes: "Because then you know that these are meaningless, you just want to live!"