Chapter 50

General Panfilov's command post is very large. It used to be the village Soviet Office of a collective farm. After his troops moved here two days ago, they directly transformed the largest building here into their own headquarters.

Now, in addition to general rokosovsky, general Panfilov, the political commissar of the 316 infantry division and me, there are seven or eight staff officers of the division headquarters, a colonel in a military coat and two soldiers guarding him. The command post is very crowded.

General rokosovsky's face was very ugly, and he stared at the bound Colonel without saying a word. Next to him, Panfilov's face turned red and growled at the Colonel: "why did you lead the troops to retreat and hand over the position we have held for so long to the Germans? Do you know that as soon as the position is lost, the flank of the whole group army will be exposed to the German army. If they take the opportunity to attack, we will be in danger of being surrounded. "

The colonel looked up at the two generals, then explained in a hoarse voice, "Comrade General! Our 948th brigade was very tenacious, but the enemy's attack was too fierce. They used planes to bombard every day, and my 2842 regiment had been completely destroyed. 2843 regiment and 2844 regiment had only two days to take over their positions, and they were almost dead. There are 5000 people in the brigade, and now there are less than 500 left. I couldn't bear to see the soldiers die here, so I took them down with me. "

"Enough." Panfilov interrupted him and continued to scold him: "don't talk nonsense! The situation is not the same for all units. There are less than 180 people left in the 2840 regiment of the 947 brigade, but they are still holding their positions and never let the enemy move forward. "

Rokosovsky waved to general Panfilov to stop talking. The bearded division commander immediately closed his mouth, looked at the Group Commander in front of him, and listened to him how to punish his retreating colonel.

Rokosovsky looked at the colonel for a while, then walked slowly in front of him, and then said calmly: "when a large regiment is fighting, military discipline must be strict! Especially in the current situation, we must not tolerate those who are afraid of death and greedy for life Turning to Panfilov, he said, "we must resolutely enforce the discipline of the battlefield."

As soon as the group commander said this, he directly sentenced the colonel to death. Not only me, but all the people in the room understood the general's final attitude. There was silence in the room, and I saw tears rolling out of Panfilov's eyes, and the muscles of his face shaking violently. After a long time, he raised his hand, slashed down and ordered the two soldiers: "drag out, enforce discipline and shoot on the spot."

Two soldiers came forward, seized the Colonel's arm and pushed out. The Colonel faced Panfilov and did not say what he wanted to say, allowing the two soldiers to push themselves out of the command post.

Hearing the clear gunshot coming from outside the house, I couldn't help but feel shocked: a living person is gone like this?! His troops were almost exhausted, and he was able to hold the position without reinforcements. It's wrong for him to lead the rest of the troops to withdraw without asking for instructions, but it can't be said that he was shot. But we can't blame rokosovsky, we can only blame the ruthlessness of the war.

"General Panfilov, when we gave up our position, did our wounded withdraw?"

"Report, comrade commander, it's all down! The Colonel sent all the wounded down first before he ordered the evacuation. He was the last to leave the position! "

When Panfilov said this, rokosovsky was shot, his face turned black, and he bit his lips with his teeth. It took him a long time to say, "inform the Colonel's family that he died bravely. He died bravely in the cruel battle with the German army."

"Yes. Comrade General Panfilov replied, "I'll pass your message on to his family."

"What about the lost position?" "Do you have a reserve team?" rokosovsky asked? While the enemy's foothold is not stable, immediately organize troops to recapture the position! "

"My guard camp can fight immediately, but my battalion commander died in the recent air raid. Please send me an experienced commander to take up this position and organize this important counterattack."

"Where can I find you an experienced commander?" Rokosovsky frowned and said, "you know the situation of my troops. They are all pieced together. They all lack commanders with rich combat experience."

"Well, if you can't send a commander, I'll take the troops to fight back myself."

"No way!" Panfilov's proposal was rejected by the commander without hesitation, "if you want to stay here to command your troops, it's not your turn to be the commando captain."

"But, comrade commander, I really can't find a suitable person to direct this counterattack. It's necessary for me to direct the troops myself. We are fighting for the honor of the 316th infantry division. "

Panfilov's words deeply moved rokosovsky, he became a bit hesitant. Seeing this, I couldn't help feeling a little feverish again. I stepped forward and said to him in a loud voice, "Comrade commander, if you trust me, please let me command this army."

"You?" He and Panfilov looked at me in disbelief, and they asked in unison, "do you want to direct this counterattack?"

"Yes, Comrade General!" I looked at rokosovsky and answered him very seriously.

After listening to my words, he said to me in a kind voice, "Rita, this counterattack will be very dangerous. You should think it over. Don't be impulsive."

"Thank you for your concern, Comrade General! I once commanded the fifth group army's all-round counterattack against the German army in borojino and won. I have rich combat experience, and I believe that this counterattack will be successful. Please let me direct this counterattack force. "

After listening to me, rokosovsky walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. Everyone's eyes turned to him and moved with him. Maybe it was the Bologna counterattack that I mentioned that made him finally make up his mind. As soon as he patted the table, he said in a loud voice, "well, comrade Rita, I'll appoint you as the acting battalion commander of the guard battalion of the 316 division to direct the counterattack." Then he said to Panfilov, "there are no other commanders in the guard camp. Let him come in and meet commander o'shanina."

"Yes, now the commander of the army is Comrade kroshikov, a political instructor at the level of deputy battalion commander. I'll call him to come and get to know lieutenant commander oshanina."

Kroshkov soon appeared. He was a round face, black hair, very handsome young man. Hearing that I was going to lead the guard camp with him to take back the lost position of the 948th brigade, he looked me up and down curiously, and then extended his hand to shake me.

"Rita, are you sure you'll get your position back in this attack?" Rokosovsky asked again with concern.

"I am very confident, comrade commander! Please order the artillery of the group army to bombard the positions occupied by the enemy for 20 minutes. " I answered with confidence that when the Soviet Army dug the trench, the soil was piled in front of it, so the position was high in front and low in back. It's OK to defend from the front. If you attack from the back, it's easier to attack than to defend. I hope that the German army who just occupied the position had no time to change the structure of the trench, so that I would have a better chance of winning.

"No problem. I'll arrange it right away. It's 13:50 now. In ten minutes, I'll order the artillery to bombard the enemy's position. You should get ready as soon as possible. Good luck

"Yes! Comrade General. " I agreed and left the headquarters with the first level instructor, kroshkov.

In the trenches where we were preparing for the attack, because of the rush of time, I only called together all the company and platoon cadres to make a speech, which was very brief: for our honor, we should take back the lost positions.

At 14 o'clock, the shelling officially began, and dozens of artillery shells roared down on the enemy occupied positions, which were soon covered by fire and smoke.

After a while of shelling, I asked kroshkov next to me, "how long has the shelling been going on?"

"Fifteen minutes, comrade commander." He answered me in a loud voice.

"I command: the whole battalion will attack at once!"

"But He said in embarrassment: "according to the regulations, we should wait until the end of the shelling before we can carry out the attack."

"Go to his regulations. When the shelling is over, the German devils are ready in the position. To attack at that time is to let the soldiers die in vain. I am the supreme commander of the battalion. I has the final say, and attack all over the line! "

With that, I jumped out of the trench and cried out, "comrades! Brothers! For the motherland! For our honor! Forward ~ ~! " After shouting, I strode forward with my submachine gun.

I had already rushed out, and kroshkov could no longer stay in the trench. He also rushed out, and then the soldiers of the whole guard camp jumped out of the trench with their weapons in their hands and strode towards the enemy's position.

I looked around at the soldiers who passed by me, and I felt in my heart: in the end, the guard camp is well equipped. In addition to rifles, it is also equipped with a large number of carbines, submachine guns and machine guns, and its firepower is no worse than that of the German army.

I don't know if the designers of women's military uniform have leg fetishism. The military uniform, whether summer or winter, is designed with skirts at the bottom. It's not good to go faster first. So the longer the journey, the farther the distance between me and those soldiers, and gradually I fell behind.

By the end of the shelling, our troops were only a few steps away from the trench. In the smoke filled position, the German army had been bombed dizzy, did not expect us to launch a charge in the artillery. Several sharp eyed German soldiers found us. They just picked up their weapons and were screened by our intensive fire before they could shoot.

Although I fell behind, I heard kroshkov's voice vaguely from the dense gunfire ahead: "comrades, go! For the honor of our division, drive out the German devils. "

The soldiers kept pounding the trenches and engaged in close combat with the German army. The automatic weapons in their hands played a great role at this time. The humiliation and blood debt brought by the German devils were recovered at this moment.

Although the German army fought hard, they were soon disintegrated and jumped out of the trenches to escape to their original positions. We wiped out all the enemies in the trenches and then stopped fighting. The positions were full of German bodies, and at least half of the German defenders stayed here. We recovered the lost position at a very low cost.